"No." She replied softly and abruptly.
Just now when he wanted to speak, his throat was full of ashes, with more energy than energy; at this moment, a spoonful and a half of fish porridge was in his mouth, and the moist porridge had already opened his tender throat.
Without even thinking about it, he yelled out the sentence he wanted to say the most at the moment.
"No?!" Sheng Yaoshan was stunned, and a spoon full of fish porridge suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Ren Yue leaned to the side, twitching the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a wicked smile.
Presumably, he had already read the expected answer from his gentle face.
"Miss Wen, eat some more porridge, so that you can recover quickly!" Sheng Yaoshan still didn't understand, thinking that Wenrou just woke up and couldn't eat.
"No." Although the gentle voice was a little embarrassed, it still refused decisively.
"No?!" Sheng Yaoshan was completely dumbfounded.
"Sheng Yaoshan, don't embarrass Miss Wen, she just woke up, and after being knocked unconscious by your unpalatable porridge, I don't guarantee when Miss Wen will wake up next time!" Ren Yue slyly said Smiling, she reached out to take away Sheng Yaoshan's porridge bowl.
"Ren San, what do you mean?!" Sheng Yaoshan stood up abruptly, if he hadn't held the porridge bowl in his hand, he would have punched him.
At this moment, Sheng Yaoshan's hand was holding the porridge bowl tightly, not letting go.
"Hehe, don't you understand? Miss Wen has made it very clear, haven't you ever tasted your porridge yourself?" Seeing this, Ren Yue withdrew his hand, and no longer wanted to fight with Sheng Yaoshan, just smiled mockingly road.
"This fish porridge is the sweetest and most delicious, and the fish meat is smooth. In our house..." Sheng Yaoshan said while putting the spoon into his mouth to taste it suspiciously.
Just when this spoonful of porridge was imported, suddenly!
Sheng Yaoshan stopped arguing with Ren Yue and rushed out of the room...
Ready to come out. Uncontrollable!
When I came back again, my hands were already empty!
The taste of that bite just now was really unpleasant, not to mention dry porridge, the fish fillet was even more unbearable!
There are also some small thorns in it. Embarrassing in the mouth, rolling in the stomach!
Miss Wen, how did she manage to eat that half bite...
At this moment, Sheng Yaoshan really wanted to slap himself in the face!
Obviously he wanted to cook a bowl of porridge and take good care of Miss Wen, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating!
"Miss Wen, I'm really sorry, Yaoshan is too stupid, he can't even cook a bowl of porridge well..." Sheng Yaoshan was seven feet tall, burly and majestic. At this moment, the sound is small but like a mosquito.
"Eat by yourself?" Ren Yue still leaned against the bed, asking with a half-smile.
"Alas..." Sheng Yaoshan sighed heavily.
"Actually, it's not that bad. It's just that the congee and rice are heated up a bit, and the fish needs to be stabbed before being fried. However, General Sheng's knife skills are excellent. I think the fish fillets are so soft that they can be cut like this." The flakes are really admirable to the little girl!" Rourou was also amused by the two peerless young men who sang and sang in front of them.
Forgetting the narrow escape just now, forgetting the pain on his arm, he smiled sweetly.
"Miss Wen, stop laughing at Yaoshan..." Sheng Yaoshan's face turned red to the base of his neck!
So where is the best knife? That's his marksmanship! Use martial arts skills to peel the fish fillets... only the fish fillets can catch your eyes!
"General Sheng. Didn't the kitchen burn down? How did you cook the porridge?" asked with a gentle smile.
"Here." Sheng Yaoshan pursed his lips, raised his hand and pointed lightly.
Outside the half-opened window, under the knotted bamboo forest, there is a small red clay stove, a casserole, and the remaining fresh fish hanging on the branch.
"Hehe. It was the two of you who rescued the little girl just now, right? You two, wait a moment, the little girl will come as soon as she goes." Gentle glanced out of the window, and affectionately forgot Ren Yue and Sheng Yaoshan in front of her, slowly He lifted the quilt and got out of bed briskly.
"Miss Wen, lie down quickly, you just woke up, what are you going to do?" Sheng Yaoshan was anxious, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop it.
"Sheng Yaoshan, Miss Wen is fine, since she wants to get up, let her do it, and do some exercise." Ren Yue stretched out his hand to stop Sheng Yaoshan's hand.
"But...Miss Wen is hurt..." Sheng Yaoshan still seemed worried.
"Then you go and help her!" Ren Yue said lightly, with a hint of reluctance and unhappiness on his face!
"Alright!" Sheng Yaoshan thought about it for a while, and then walked out quickly following Gentleness.
The moment she turned around when she went out, Gentle turned around and nodded slightly to Ren Yue, with smiles and gratitude in her eyes.
Ren Yue sat down slowly, leaning on the edge of the bed, feeling all sorts of discomfort in his heart.
This was not his original intention.
just his feet...
Seeing that both of them had gone out, Ren Yue moved his left foot slightly again.
A piercing pain clearly spread from the soles of the feet to every part of the body.
Under the knotted bamboo forest, Gentle cleaned the small casserole, added a handful of brand new white rice, soaked it in a ladle of water, and rekindled the fire.
"General Sheng, where's the pot lid?" Ruan Rou looked around.
"That... when the porridge was boiling just now... it fell to the ground and broke." Sheng Yaoshan was a little ashamed.
"Oh, it doesn't matter, General Sheng can help me pull out some bamboo leaves with branches." Gentle smile.
"Bamboo leaves?" Sheng Yaoshan looked up at the top, stretched out his hand, easily tore off a crisp bamboo branch, and handed it to Wenrou.
Gently took it, washed it with clean water, and covered it directly on the top of the casserole.
Between the gaps between the sparse bamboo branches, the white rice porridge was slowly rolling.
Between dark green and milky white, it looks like a Danqing ink painting, pure and pleasant.
The emerald green bamboo leaves stand on top of the rice porridge, and the heat slowly soaks in. The fragrance of the bamboo leaves and the sweetness of the rice porridge blend layer by layer, and there is an intoxicating elegance in it.
Ren Yue looked out of the window in a daze, and the aroma of porridge was overflowing.
Takeshita, a beautiful and slender figure, although the water-colored clothes were stained with ashes, it still couldn't stop the graceful figure of the beauty.
This situation makes people look forward to the taste of porridge even more.
The gap between the bamboo leaves relieved the thick porridge, and the white mist that came out faintly also became slightly slower.
Gentle and gently removed the bamboo leaves, saw the water bubbles in the pot, slowly bent down, and slowly turned off the valve of the stove.
The fire abates. The pot gradually calmed down.
Wen Rou stretched out her arms, took off the fresh fish on the bamboo branch, and took Chef Liu's dark iron kitchen knife from her waist, and cut the fish in two from the middle. A complete fish bone was easily removed, and the shape of the whole fish was still intact!
"Miss Wen looks like a chivalrous woman." Sheng Yaoshan said with a smile.
"What did General Sheng say?" Wen Rou asked in surprise.
"Bring a knife with you!" Sheng Yaoshan laughed again.
"Hehe, I made General Sheng laugh. This knife is Chef Liu's ancestral treasure. It's just entrusted to a little girl for safekeeping. I'm entrusted by others, so I dare not live up to my expectations!" Gentle and faintly smiled.
"Miss Wen is really an honest person. Thinking about the fire just now, she didn't forget to keep Chef Liu's knives!" Sheng Yaoshan nodded in praise.
"General Sheng, please use your knives to slice fish!" Gentle flashed across her body. Re-hang the fresh fish from which the fishbone has been removed on the branch.
"Miss Wen laughed. Dare I ask where the fish is going?" Sheng Yaoshan held the bright silver spear behind him with one hand.
"Just put it on the bamboo leaves!" Taking the bamboo branch that covered the casserole just now, holding it with both hands, she stood in front of Sheng Yaoshan.
"Okay!" Sheng Yaoshan forgot the embarrassment just now. He is not good at cooking porridge. But when it comes to martial arts skills, he is the leader of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
After speaking, there was only the sound of gunshots, and a silver light flashed by. When I looked again, the whole fresh fish had been sliced into thin slices, and fell neatly on the bamboo branch in Gentle's hand.
Gently put down the bamboo branch. Leaning slightly, he picked up a small pile of bamboo leaves by taking advantage of the bamboo leaves all over the floor, then picked up a piece of bluestone, put it on top of the pile of bamboo leaves, and placed the bamboo branch containing fish fillets on the bluestone again.
subsequently. From the small red clay stove, some bamboo leaves were ignited and lit on the pile of bamboo leaves.
The bamboo leaves are burning, the smoke is slowly, and the faint bamboo fragrance is spreading with the flames. And the slices of fresh and fragrant fish meat are on the bluestone, surrounded by the temperature of the flames, slowly changing from soft to tough, and then from snow white to slightly golden.
When the bamboo leaves are burned out, the fish has just been roasted.
Rourou used the black iron kitchen knife in his hand to fill up all the fish and put it into the porridge in the pot.
When the porridge in the pot is boiling again, a pot of delicious fish porridge is ready!
Add some thin salt into it and stir well.
Although there is no scallion decoration, the fragrance of bamboo leaves has really brought this pot of fish porridge to a new level.
He took three small porcelain bowls, filled them one by one, took one bowl for himself, and two bowls for Sheng Yaoshan, and walked slowly into his bedroom. At this time, Ren Yue still sat quietly by the bed.
"Ren San, you are the son of a blessed life! You can only stretch out your clothes and open your mouth to eat! You don't come to help cook the porridge, and you don't come to help serve the porridge!" Sheng Yaoshan yelled as soon as he entered the door.
Ren Yue said nothing, just smiled lightly.
He smiled very nicely, although there was resentment in Sheng Yaoshan's words, Ren Yue's smile was still like the snow water after the glacier melted, it blended into the heart peacefully and thoroughly, refreshing and cool.
In fact, Ren Yue didn't want to help cook and serve porridge. He had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he didn't want to give Sheng Yaoshan and Miss Wen a chance to be alone, so just now, he kept looking out of the window with his eyes tightly , has not shifted for a moment.
If it weren't for his feet...
Actually, Sheng Yaoshan was just talking!
He wished that Ren Yue would sit in the room all the time, and never come out to interfere!
Because, even if you don't say or do anything, as long as you stay with Miss Wen, Sheng Yaoshan's heart will be peaceful and comfortable!
Could this be the so-called affair between the sons and daughters that the old wine seller said
A trace of shyness rose in Sheng Yaoshan's heart, no, no, he didn't want to admit it.
"Young Master Ren, General Sheng, come and taste the fish porridge!" He greeted gently and briskly.
Sweet, smooth and tender, with bamboo fragrance overflowing...