CH 29.2

Wu Wei’an looked at her and said casually: “My cook will come to deliver dinner in a while. Do you want to eat with me?”

Ji Yunxi was rarely a little hesitant: “Your cook’s cooking skill should be similar to my Sixth Brother, right?”

Anyway, during this period of time, her Sixth Brother ran to the Wu family much more diligently than her. Every time he came back, he would come over and tell Ji Yunxi how much he and the Poison Lady were like-minded. They really, trully, sympathize with each other either in studying poison or cooking.

In this case, how can Ji Yunxi believe that the food made by the cook in Wu Wei’an’s house can be eaten?

Wu Wei’an smiled: “Don’t worry, the cook in my house is really good at cooking.”

Ji Yunxi thought to herself that he would be eating too anyway, so it shouldn’t be much worse: “Alright, I will give it a try then.”

Wu Wei’an then ordered it down.

In the kitchen, the Poison Lady has almost finished preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Today is New Year’s Eve, and early in the morning, her master gave her money to buy vegetables. The Poison Lady made a lot of purchases because she rarely gets so interested in something, and she even made a good fuss about it for quite a while.

Each dish is full of color, smell and taste, and is divided into three parts, one for the Wu family, one for the Young Master and one for the four servants.

Xuezhu floated over and stopped at the door: “Young Master said that Third Miss will stay for dinner.”

After saying that, he floated away again.

The Poison Lady was splitting vegetables with one hand on her waist. When she heard this, she subconsciously touched the money bag in her pocket.

That was the New Year’s red envelope given to her by the maid next to the Third Miss!

She just counted it carefully ten times, and was very satisfied, because what the Third Miss gave for the New Year was much, much, much, much more than what the Young Master gave a few years ago!

Therefore, when the poisonous lady came in to deliver the dishes, she specially put the main dishes such as squirrel mandarin fish, glutinous rice eight-treasure chicken, steamed crab with hibiscus, braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs in the nearest position to Ji Yunxi, and then put the stir-fried water spinach, spring-colored cabbage rolls, spicy fried eggplant, and boiled tofu in front of Wu Wei’an.

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“Third Miss and Young Master, please enjoy your meal.” She smiled kindly at the Third Miss, then raised the corner of her mouth perfunctorily at Wu Wei’an, and left.

Wu Wei’an who was holding the chopsticks: “?”

Ji Yunxi glanced at his expression, then glanced at the cook who had already left, and then at the dishes in front of her before saying: “Your cook really has a good skill.”

After she finished speaking, she started to move her chopsticks. She didn’t need Wu Wei’an to say anything to entertain her at all, nor was she polite at all.

It really has to be said that although both are good at using poison, they really can’t be compared at all.

The craftsmanship of this Poison Lady is no worse than those chefs in famous restaurants.

Faced with a hard to come by chance, Ji Yunxi ate more.

Wu Wei’an poked himself a spring-colored cabbage roll and asked seriously: “What have you done to my servants?”

Ji Yunxi: “I didn’t do anything. I just asked Baofu to send a New Year’s red envelope.”

Wu Wei’an threw the cabbage roll into the bowl and lowered his eyes: “How much did you give?”

Ji Yunxi said casually: “Twenty taels of gold and twenty taels of silver.”

If it was converted to modern currency, it’s about fifty five thousand yuan.

Wu Wei’an: “?”

Wu Wei’an put down his chopsticks: “Don’t you think you gave a little too much?”

Ji Yunxi took a bite of the braised pork. The meat was not fat or greasy and it had just the right taste. She hadn’t had this taste for a long time already: “Is it too much? I think it’s still moderate.”

Wu Wei’an picked up the chopsticks again and then put them down again.

He seemed to want to say a lot, but in the end he only said: “What about mine?”

Ji Yunxi looked at him incomprehensibly: “Shouldn’t you be the one who gave it to me?”