Blissful Days After Widowhood - Chapter 76

Old Master Wen had already woken up and was playing with his five pets in the yard. He didn’t see the boy who brought the food, but smelled the food first.

“What is it?”

The servant said, “It’s two kinds of noodles. The small ones look quite novel. Would you like to try them?”

Old Master Wen entered the room and asked him to set out the food. A bowl of noodles was refreshing, with a clear soup base, thin noodles, and green chopped green onions, which looked very appetizing. Another bowl was of oil-splashed noodles, the bright red noodle soup, the wide noodles and shredded cucumber soaked in chili oil, made people drool.

One light, one oily and spicy, obviously no matter what flavor he wanted to eat, she could take care of it.

He first tasted the noodle soup. The noodle soup was light, but not bland, full of the aroma of beef. The noodles looked thin, but they were very strong. The beef as thin as a cicada’s wings had not undergone complex processing, retaining its original taste, but was perfectly cut along the texture of the beef. It melted in the mouth.

Unknowingly, Old Master Wen ate half a bowl of noodles. The smell of the other bowl of oil-splashed noodles was also very fragrant. He was about to taste it. 

After returning to Hanshan Town, Old Master Wen spared his children and grandchildren the etiquette in Beijing. But Elder Master Wen went there because he still cared about his father’s health.

Seeing that the old man had eaten it, his brows loosened. He picked up another pair of chopsticks on the table, and tasted the oily noodles.

“It’s so spicy!” Eldest Master Wen hissed, but he couldn’t stop eating. He finished a whole bowl in a short while.

When the father and son both put their chopsticks away, the old man suddenly said, “No, didn’t I hire a little cook who cooks porridge? How can you bring me noodles, what about the girl? Did people bully her, so they specifically wouldn’t let her cook for me?!”

There was no doubt about Gu Yin’s skill in cooking porridge. It was not easy for her to master that subject at her age. The old man never thought that she was proficient in all dishes.

When the little servant went to take the food, the two bowls of noodles were already packed. He also took the things and left. He didn’t know what lady the old man was talking about, but most of the servants in this house were from the second son’s household. There was no need to say more.

Old Master Wen went to the kitchen in person. On the way, he was already thinking about how to help Gu Yin to defeat the servant who bullied her.

At that time, Gu Yin was teaching Master Xu how to pull the noodles.

Master Xu could do meat and porridge dishes, but he did not have a mentor. He followed people around as an apprentice. He was not particularly proficient in craftsmanship. When he saw Gu Yin pulling the noodles, he was curious and embarrassed.

In the end, he couldn’t hold it any longer, and came to ask for advice with a red face.

Although he had put on a face, she was always more tolerant toward people who were like her. She also didn’t have the stereotyped idea of ​​handing down the craft to her own family members like the people of the time. Also the Wen family had only that kitchen, where she would cook three meals a day. So she couldn’t hide her craftsmanship.

Gu Yin showed him another way.

Master Xu followed suit. Even with years of experience in cooking, the noodles he made for the first time were still unsatisfactory, with different thicknesses and disconnections.

Gu Yin advised him, and he nodded, but after he wrote it down, he couldn’t try it again – if they could eat something like white noodles, it would be the master’s generosity.

The damaged noodles should not be wasted. After Chef Xu cooked it, he decided to give Gu Yin a bowl first, then a large bowl for himself, and the rest would be given to the two little apprentices to eat.

Hua Mama still ate the noodles that Gu Yin made before. She stayed for a while because she was afraid that Gu Yin would be bullied by Master Xu. Later, seeing that they got along well, she said goodbye and left.

When Old Master Wen went to the kitchen, what he saw was Gu Yin sitting on the only bamboo chair in the kitchen, and Master Xu and two young apprentices squatted in a circle beside her with big bowls.

Master Xu’s body, like a mountain, stood in front of Gu Yin, and he was quietly holding the chopsticks to pull beef from the pot.

“That’s not good!” Gu Yin ducked with her bowl, and said hesitantly, “It’s fine to eat white noodles, but it’s a little bit too much to eat meat…”

Master Xu also lowered his voice, “There’s nothing wrong with that, the little master can eat it at ease. The bosses won’t come to the kitchen for ten thousand years, will they care about this half bite meat? If I don’t eat it, can I grow so fat?”

Gu Yin had to refuse, and when she looked up, she saw Old Master Wen standing at the door.

The old man put his hands behind his back, and said without a smile, “Chef Xu, you dare to have such a fat body?”

Master Xu was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and the fat on his face trembled.

He was about to plead for mercy and ask the old man not to let him go. In that Hanshan Town, there was no such a generous and rich family as the Wen family!

But Old Master Wen didn’t look at him. He raised his chin at Gu Yin, “Come with me.”

Master Xu exhaled, and watched Gu Yin get up with a tragic expression. He almost wrote the words “have a good journey” on his face.

Gu Yin: Not really, not really.