Su Gongzi Training Husband's Blood and Sweat History

As the sky gradually darkened, Su Guanyan walked back slowly with the red brocade in her hand.

He could clearly see the scene during the day, Han Xinchen's attitude was beyond expectation, the man laughed so hard that his back broke out in cold sweat.A bad premonition made him panic, and the North Chamber submerged in the darkness was like a beast with its mouth open, waiting for him to feed.

"Bastard!" Su Guanyan's feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and Su Guanyan stopped a dozen meters away from the gate, sneering secretly: "Fishing, fishing, waiting for the big fish to take the bait, and not daring to take up the line... Su Guanyan! Su Guanyan! Really! Cowardly to the extreme!"

The struggle in his heart was not over yet, when he looked up, he saw the maid with buns trotting over.The little maid in a pink gown and lotus root skirt stopped two steps away, bowed respectfully and saluted, and said softly, "Master Su, you are back! Your lord has been waiting for you for almost an hour..."

"It's Guanyan's fault for keeping the prince waiting for a long time", Mr. Su didn't care how the little maid was in a hurry, saying sorry and sin, but her steps didn't speed up at all.

Swinging in the door idly, Su Guanyan didn't even look at the people at the table, and carefully placed the red brocade in an empty copper basin, then turned around and knelt down in front of Han Xinchen: "Guanyan deserves to be punished!"

"Punishment? Why should you be punished?" Han Xinchen raised the corners of his eyes and said in a playful tone when he saw that he was slacking off just now, and turned his face to ask for punishment.

Su Guanyan raised her head slightly, looked straight at the tall man, and sighed softly: "First, Guanyan shouldn't keep the prince waiting for a long time; second, I'm greedy and ate Lord Ling's fish."

Prince Chu clicked his lips, shook his head and said, "As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. This king originally planned not to pursue it, but you really deserve to be punished for saying that! Mr. Su, tell me how I should punish you!"

"Guanyan used to live in the countryside and learned the skill of making soup with one hand." Su Wan smiled slightly on the mouth of the cigarette, with two thin lips moistened with water, and dancing candlelight enveloping the person very agilely: "The prince will punish Guanyan for you How about making fish soup?"

Han Xinchen was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then he raised the corners of his mouth and waved at the butler standing behind him: "Anping, what do you think?"

"Slaves don't dare to be masters." Steward An stood in the shadows with his head bowed, knowing how humble he looked even without looking at his face.

The expected reply, King Chu's expression changed, he stood up from the chair, and helped the person kneeling on the ground up: "This king is hungry, so come as you want! It's just... this king has a tricky mouth. There are some small habits to follow!"

Looking at the uncertain man in front of her, Su Guanyan suddenly regretted it.Be smart!Han Xinchen will definitely not bypass him easily this time. The so-called small habits are probably difficult for a strong man like not to lose weight with ten catties of fat, and not to lose weight with ten catties of lean meat.There was a hundred reluctance in his heart, and he had to force a smile on his face: "My lord, please tell me, Wanyan will keep it in mind."

"Then you have to listen carefully!" Han Xinchen's complexion was not good, but his tone was soft: "First, I don't see the bones when I eat fish, so you'd better remove the fish bones before cooking; If you don’t smell rust, I’ll save on scissors and kitchen knives. Mr. Su loves to eat, so he knows how to make it taste the best; third, and the most important..."

Han Xinchen paused suddenly, and pinched Su Guanyan's chin fiercely, with a cold light in his eyes, and there was no trace of warmth when he spoke: "You better stop playing tricks! This king hates others playing tricks with words and phrases. If you dare to disobey me, I will The king has plenty of ways to deal with you!"

"Anping!" Han Xinchen slammed Su Guanyan to the ground, turned his back and said in a cold voice, "I still have some things to deal with, so stay here and see what Mr. Su needs!"

The servant girl waiting outside opened the door, Su Guanyan hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed meekly, the black boots embroidered with gold patterns stayed by his side for a while, then gradually moved away.

When the footsteps could no longer be heard, Su Guanyan raised her head little by little, with a mocking smile on her delicate face.

Anping stood there without moving, his big eyes were fixed on every move of the kneeling man, and after a long time he said in a low voice: "Young Master Su, if you have any orders, tell this old servant, the prince is still waiting for your fish soup!"

"Then please trouble Manager An." Mr. Su patted his robe and stood up from the ground, picked up the red brocade in the basin and shook it: "I want a wooden basin, bamboo slices and stone mortar."

It was just dawn, the green branches were dotted with morning dew, and the thin white mist had not cleared away. Han Xinchen changed into a bunt habitually and prepared to go to the back garden to practice swords.

"My lord, do you want to eat first?" Steward An stood hunched in the pavilion leading to the garden with a maid carrying a food box, his voice was low as if he was afraid that the other party would hear.

The person in the moon white jacket and carrying the Qingfeng long sword frowned displeasedly: "Usually, don't you practice the sword first and then eat? Why do you have to eat first today?"

Anping's waist was pressed even lower, but his voice didn't fluctuate at all: "Mr. Su's fish soup has just been stewed, I'm afraid it will lose its flavor after this hour."

"Huh?" Han Xinchen looked at the food box hesitantly, moved his mouth to say something and then suppressed it, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Young Master Su has put a lot of thought into it, this king must taste it carefully."

As soon as the clay pot was opened, a strong umami smell came out, and the green shallots floated in the white thick soup, which made everyone appetite.The spoon circled but did not catch a formed piece of fish, so Han Xinchen had to put half a spoonful of soup into his mouth first, and the unique fresh fat of fish filled the tip of his tongue for a moment, and the soup warmed all the way down his throat to his stomach.You can't see it, but you can eat it. The nobles who are used to delicacies from mountains and seas can't help being tempted to fill a small bowl for themselves.

When the crock was bottomed out, Han Xinchen put down the spoon in his hand with some regret: "Is he really the one who made it?"

"Yes", Anping nodded slightly, and took the small bowl quickly with his hands and feet.

"No knife?" Han Xinchen found it inconceivable that he didn't need a knife to cook fish. Apart from being more thoughtful, that Su Guanyan didn't look like some kind of expert with special skills.

Anping tidied up the table, and stepped back respectfully: "I didn't use a knife, Mr. Su cut it with thin bamboo."

"Where are the fish bones? What about the fish scales? Even if the bamboo slices are sliced ​​open, the fish scales cannot be scraped clean, and the fish bones will be removed!" Han Xinchen shook his head and looked at Anping suspiciously.

Director An lowered his head, ignored his master's suspicious gaze, and explained: "Master Su picked out the fish bones and fish scales that were not clean."

"Then?"

"Then cook the red brocade until it's half-cooked, use a stone mortar to mash it into minced meat and stew it..."

A beauty has to be a little stupid to be cute, and if she thinks too much, she must have other plans.Han Xinchen's good mood early in the morning dissipated little by little, and he weighed this Mr. Su of unknown origin over and over again.

The tired and paralyzed person was lying on the bed, but he couldn't pull off the quilt around him, and his fingers were so painful that he was sweating profusely. He always heard people say that the fingers are connected to the heart, and now he understands it thoroughly.Looking at the ten fingers covered with wounds and blood, Su Guanyan raised the corner of her lips and sneered: "Han Xinchen, in the future, I will drive fishbone into your bones one by one, and ask you to return it thousands of times!"

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