MTL - Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife-Chapter 32 talent who can cook

  Chapter 32 A scholar who can cook

   "Oh, you said that, yes, I wrote an example and asked Xiao Jin to copy it according to size. The words he wrote before are too big and wasteful. It is not easy to read, so we should cherish it."

   "How do you know how to write?" Chu Heng found an opportunity to question this sentence.

  Ye Muyu didn't feel guilty, and looked up at him: "You usually leave your books at home, and I want to watch Xiao Jin read, so I learned a little bit."

  "Actually, I don't know what those words read, but I will write according to the book."

   "Is this difficult?" Ye Muyu asked intentionally.

  For the country people in this era, the number of times they touch the brush is very small. The brush is not the hard pen of later generations. Only after long-term training can they write properly.

  That's why Ye Muyu's pavilion style surprised Chu Heng, so much so that he thought about it in his heart.

  Chu Heng felt that Guange style was not so easy to write, nor could it be written by any country woman.

He already had a trace of doubt in his heart, "The Guange style you wrote is very good. Since the previous dynasty, Guange style has been strictly required to be used in the imperial examination. In addition to the imperial examination, ordinary scholars also practice other fonts. .”

   "Guange style? You mean the fonts and names on "Thousand Characters"? It's so nice."

"After that, can I learn to read and write together? Don't worry, I'll write with water first, not ink." Ye Muyu naturally realized that Chu Heng suspected her casual handwriting, so she decided to use offense as defense. Take advantage of the situation and settle down what she is studying.

  Passing Ming Road here at Chu Heng, she no longer has to worry about being able to write, and she will have to explain it to others every time in the future.

   After all, this person is the smartest one. If he is dealt with, no one else needs to worry.

  Chu Heng didn't expect Ye Muyu to climb up the pole, he didn't ask what he wanted to ask, why the topic was transferred to learning to read and write.

  He found out that he was being led by the nose by Ye Muyu, and he felt a little unhappy.

   There was impatience in the voice: "You can use whatever you want, as long as you don't waste it."

  Ye Muyu thought in his heart, this man really has a weird personality, he just said a few words and got angry again, he is really not cute at all.

   Having achieved the goal, Ye Muyu was in a good mood and stopped talking.

   Seeing that the water in the pot is boiling, put the washed rice in it.

   Wait until it is slightly soft, then serve it up, and put it on the bamboo slices in the steamer.

   There is a pottery basin under the bamboo slices in the steamer, and what leaks out is rice soup. The rice soup can be used to drink, and it is more flavorful than white water, and it has a taste.

  This is also because there is white rice at home. If it is coarse rice, even if there is rice soup, the taste may not be good.

  Ye Muyu just filled up the rice.

   I heard that Chu Heng was already chopping up meat.

  At first, she had some doubts that Chu Heng, a scholar, would definitely not be able to chop meat, but seeing him methodically cut the meat into small pieces, and then chopped it, she felt that she had underestimated Chu Heng's ability.

   This person is not only a scholar, but also a worker. No wonder he has such a good reputation in the village.

   He does have his highlights.

   "I'll go get some chives back." Ye Muyu thought about adding scallions and **** to the meat stuffing, so she decided that the meat hadn't been chopped yet, so she just happened to go get the seasoning back.

   "Yes." Chu Heng responded without saying anything.

  Ye Muyu didn't think it was strange seeing this, wiped her hands, turned and left the kitchen.

  Chu Heng raised his head and glanced at the back of her leaving, and suddenly felt that Mrs. Ye suddenly looked better.

  (end of this chapter)