After breakfast, Minglan and Fang’s mother left Shou’an Hall and came to the school early.
It was still early, and Qi Heng and all the children of the Sheng family had not yet arrived. Only Wei Chen sat alone in the hall preparing lessons for Zhuang Jun.
Fang's mother came forward to find Wei Chen and took the quince wood chessboard from the maid's hand, saying it was a thank-you gift to thank Wei Chen for teaching the children of the Sheng family.
Although Wei Chen didn't know much about goods, he could tell just from the texture of the chessboard and the faint woody scent that this thing was very precious, so he naturally had to refuse it.
Fang’s mother insisted on giving it, but Wei Chen insisted on not giving it, and both sides pushed back and forth.
In the end, Minglan couldn't stand it and asked Fang's mother to stuff the things directly into Wei Chen's arms, and then she gave up.
Fang's mother completed her task, said hello to Wei Chen, and went back to Shou'an Hall.
Although Wei Chen declined very hard just now, he was really happy when he got the thing. He got a good thing and was about to appreciate it carefully, but Ming Lan reached out and stopped him.
Wei Chen asked in confusion: "What for?"
Minglan asked dryly: "Have you had breakfast?"
"Um..."
Wei Chen caught a glimpse of Xiao Tao holding a food box behind Ming Lan and asked in a tentative tone: "So should I say I ate it or didn't eat it?"
"Don't you know whether you have eaten or not?"
Minglan rolled her eyes at Wei Chen angrily and stopped talking to him. She asked Xiao Tao to open the food box and took out a white porcelain open bowl with her short, fat hands.
"Is this also a thank you gift from your grandmother?"
Wei Chen smelled the aroma and looked curious: "What is this delicious?"
"Water shield and seabass soup."
"It's true, it doesn't look like it. I heard that water shield and seabass soup is also a famous Jiangnan dish. Why does it look like this?"
Wei Chen lowered his head and glanced at the soup in the bowl, and couldn't help curling his lips. It smelled okay, but the presentation was terrible. I don't know which cook in Shou'antang made it. Bad review!
When Minglan saw the disgust in Wei Chen's eyes, she immediately became angry. She put the bowl on Wei Chen's table with force, gritted her teeth and said, "Are you going to eat it or not?"
"Eat, eat, eat. Why don't you eat something delicious?" Seeing that the little girl was really angry, Wei Chen quickly sat down with a smile, took the peach, brought it to the wooden spoon, scooped a spoonful into his mouth
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"Hmm~~"
Wei Chen's eyes lit up. Although this bowl of water shield and seabass soup made by an unknown person, although it didn't look very good and even a little daunting, when you eat it, it is really delicious.
The fresh sea bass is extremely tender and has a fragrant aroma in the mouth. The equally fresh water shield is also crispy and refreshing.
The two together create an incomparable taste, which feels like..., the taste of love?
No, no, no.
Wei Chen raised his head and glanced at the little girl in front of him who had not grown yet. He felt guilty inexplicably and quickly shook his head to dispel the random thoughts in his mind.
"What does it taste like? Is it delicious?"
Minglan held Wei Chen's desk with her hands and tried to look forward. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her inner nervousness.
"Um... let me taste it again."
Wei Chen scooped another spoonful of soup, slurped it carefully for a while, and suddenly sighed: "When the rain comes, the water shield will slip on the boat, and in the spring, the bass will be fertilized by fishing. This water shield and bass soup still needs to use the water shield from the West Lake, and the bass from the West Lake plus
Boil the water from the West Lake, and then enjoy the delicious food while admiring the scenery of the West Lake and the mountains. This is the most authentic!"
Wei Chen shook his head, minding his own business dragging Su Wen, completely unaware of Minglan's increasingly darker complexion.
Minglan clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and tried to convince herself not to beat the bastard in front of her to death. Then she stretched out her chubby hand to snatch the bowl in front of Wei Chen.
Only then did Wei Chen come back to his senses. Although he was still confused, he still subconsciously hugged the porcelain bowl to protect his food: "What are you doing?"
Minglan looked bitter and resentful: "Didn't you say it's not authentic? Don't eat it!"
This little girl is really so angry even after entering Shou'an Hall...
When Wei Chen saw Minglan's angry look, he felt that he was laughing and crying. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and a trace of enlightenment flashed across his face.
"Cousin, you didn't make this bowl of water shield and seabass soup yourself, did you?"
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Minglan denied, but her erratic eyes still allowed Wei Chen to see the truth of the matter at a glance.
"Tell me! Did you fail to finish the book you were punished for copying yesterday, so you came up with this method to bribe me?"
Wei Chen raised his hand and flicked the small bag tied on Minglan's head, and asked in a deep voice.
Minglan seemed to be irritated, she raised her eyes and stared back without showing any weakness.
Hair is a restricted area for girls. Boys will never know how long it takes a girl to tie up an ordinary-looking hairstyle after getting up in the morning!
Wei Chen saw that Minglan looked wrong, took back his hand angrily, and coughed lightly.
Just when Wei Chen was about to say something to ease the embarrassment, he suddenly heard an excited voice coming from outside
"Little sir, Sixth Sister, why are you here so early? What fun things were you talking about just now? Let me listen to it too?"
Sheng Changfeng, who had just stepped into the school, threw his book bag to the book boy, walked to Wei Chen's desk in a few steps, looked at Wei Chen, and then at Ming Lan, with curiosity on his face.
Seeing the softened expression on Minglan's face, Wei Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Sheng Changfeng without any pretense: "How did you do yesterday's homework? Show it to me?"
"Ah?"
Sheng Changfeng hasn’t figured out the situation yet.
Wei Chen spread his hands: "Take out the homework that Mr. gave you yesterday."
"Oh."
Sheng Changfeng's face turned bitter, and he ran back in a gray manner, burying his head in his book bag and rummaging through it.
It was almost time for morning classes to start. After Sheng Changfeng, the other students also arrived one after another.
Minglan gave Wei Chen a sharp look and ignored the bowl of water shield and seabass soup on the table. She turned around and returned to her seat.
Wei Chen immediately moved his spoon like flying, finished the fish in the bowl, drank another big mouthful of thick fish soup, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction, then called Yuan An and asked him to put away the bowl and take it away.
Go down.
Minglan caught a glimpse of this scene with her peripheral vision, and couldn't help but snort, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
While the classmates around her were not paying attention, she carefully rolled up her sleeves, lowered her head and blew on the red swelling on her forearm.
"When I came in as a teacher just now, I saw someone eating water shield and seabass soup. In today's morning class, let's talk about the thoughts of water shield and seabass. "Book of Jin? Biography of Zhang Han" says: When Han saw the autumn wind blowing, he thought about the isolated vegetable in Wuzhong.
Water shield soup, seabass fried..."
Zhuang Jun's old and deep voice sounded in the classroom. Feeling the teacher's glance, Minglan quickly restored her sleeves to their original shape, sat upright, and listened carefully.