NIP Chapter 153 The Difficult Young Master
Chapter 153 The Difficult Young Master
Chapter 153 The Difficult Young Master
The old stick looked down at Su Yu's wet hair, and asked suspiciously: "Su Yu, it's still raining outside, you wouldn't come here like this?"
Su Yu kept nodding, looked at the fire at the mouth of the pot, and blew the cold air from his mouth.
"That's how I came here. I don't have an umbrella in my room. I can't help but be hungry, so I had to come and ask you for some soup."
As he said that, he looked around, stood up, walked over to Lao Bangtou and said, "Put some turtle meat into the soup by the way."
"Oh." The old stick-headed man raised his mustache and held a bowl next to him in his hand.
Su Yu looked down at the bowl and found some minced meat inside: "This is..."
"This is the meat." The old man grinned and squeezed his face together, slowly put down the bowl, and whispered, "I prepared this one morning, I just wanted to make golden shredded pork every day, the young master will definitely eat it I'm tired, I'm going to change the method, and you came here before I even started."
"Great!" Su Yu nodded vigorously, looked at the minced meat in the bowl and said, "Just make me a bowl of soup, to tell you the truth, I have long wanted to make a bowl of broth for the young master, just in time If you cook turtle meat today, put the meat into the soup and cook a meal of turtle meat soup."
"Okay!" The old stick nodded with a smile, and continued to fiddle with the vegetables in the pot.
Su Yu squatted in front of the pot to warm up the fire, and Lao Bangtou quickly finished frying the vegetables, and then boiled broth in other pots.
Ten minutes later, Su Yu's body was roasted hot, his hair was dried, and the turtle broth was ready.
Su Yu put the turtle broth into the food box, said goodbye to Old Bangtou, took the oil-paper umbrella he gave him, and ran back quickly.
There were two large bowls of turtle soup and several large steamed buns in the food box. Su Yu did not eat in the kitchen this time and decided to eat them after going back.
There were too many people in the kitchen and it was raining, so it was a bit inconvenient to eat in there.
He quickly came to the room, put the food box on the table, walked to the bead curtain, and met Xin Mochen's eyes.
Maybe it's because he's weaker, his eyes look dull, and he doesn't have the domineering vigor of the past.
"Why are you here?" Xin Mochen asked weakly.
"Oh? You asked me why I'm here, young master, is it true that you have indirect amnesia, you were injured last night, and then I rescued you.
"And then I used my master's secret medicine for you. Although your wound has recovered, you still need to replenish blood. I asked the old club to make a bowl..."
She said, suddenly paused, looked at Xin Mochen and said decisively: "...rib soup! I'll drink it for you. This rib soup is very nutritious. It can nourish blood, bones, and qi. It's just right for you It is suitable for people who have lost too much blood like this.”
Xin Mochen blinked his eyes, really feeling a little weak, with no strength in his body, and said to Su Yu.
"Bring me the soup."
Su Yu excitedly ran to the table, opened the food box, brought out a large bowl of turtle broth, put the spoon into the bowl, and carefully brought it to the bedside.
Xin Mochen sat up, and Su Yu leaned the pillow on the bed behind him.Xin Mochen leaned on the pillow, looked down at the soup in the bowl, smelled it, and then looked at Su Yu with deep meaning.
Su Yu felt guilty at the sight: Why is he looking at me like this? Could it be that he smells the smell of turtle meat? No, I didn't even smell it. How did he smell it?
"Young master, this turtle... this pork rib soup is almost cold, I'll feed it to you."
With that said, he scooped a spoonful of broth with a spoon, blew it on his mouth, and handed it to Xin Mochen's mouth.
Xin Mochen turned his face away, and said weakly, "I don't like this smell, change it for me."
"Ah?" Su Yu's hands froze in mid-air, "Is this smell good? I smell quite fresh, young master, people can't be picky eaters, they have to eat whole grains together, so that they can have a balanced nutrition.
"Come on, this is a nutritious breakfast tailored for you by the doctor I specially invited. You should drink it quickly. You see, I made two big bowls, so I can't just waste it like this."
Putting the spoon on Xin Mochen's mouth again, Xin Mochen frowned slightly, and his face sank.
Su Yu pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, put the spoon into the bowl and stirred it, feeling very unhappy.
"Your grandma's, I've already fed you myself, why are there still so many problems, don't eat, don't eat, I won't let you eat!"
She angrily stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon, and with a little strength, the soup splashed out and flew onto the back of her hand, as well as Xin Mochen's face.
Xin Mochen closed his eyes, wiped off the soup on his face sullenly, looked at Su Yu and said coldly.
"Get out of here!"
"Ah?" Su Yu lowered his head in confusion, and happened to see Xin Mochen's gloomy face. He stood up with the bowl in hand, and then realized that the back of his hand was covered with soup.
I was so angry just now that I didn't notice the soup spilled on the back of my hand.
He brought the soup to the dressing table, quickly wiped the back of his hands, turned around and looked at Xin Mochen apologetically.
"Master, I was a little distracted just now. Did you say something to me that I didn't hear, or would you say it again?"
Xin Mochen's face became even more gloomy, and it was almost as cloudy as the weather outside.
Su Yu's heart trembled, he picked up the broth on the dressing table with a laugh, walked out of the bead curtain, and sat on the chair opposite.
He opened the food box, took out a steamed bun, ate and drank the soup inside and said.
"Master, since you don't want to eat, I'll eat it first. This soup is hot. If I don't eat it, the soup will be cold. Otherwise, why don't you sit there for a while and I'll give it to you again after I've finished eating?" Make a bowl.”
Su Yu said to the people in the bead curtain very friendly, and his heart was about to explode.
"What a difficult young master. Sure enough, people in the feudal era had a hard time. No, it should be that the life of serving others was hard. Alas, I'm so lucky that I didn't live in this era, or I would have died of aggrieved death."
Su Yu gritted his teeth while eating, while looking at the people in the bead curtain, cursing in his heart.
A bowl of soup was quickly consumed by her. After eating two white steamed buns, Su Yu hiccupped and glanced at the person sitting in the bead curtain.
Xin Mochen closed his eyes and didn't look at Su Yu, but he was very angry and even regretted making her his maid.
I feel like this is the worst decision I've ever made.
He turned away from looking at Su Yu, and when he heard Su Yu hiccupping, his anger burned in his chest for no reason.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Su Yu, come here!"
Su Yu was stunned, blinked and walked into the bead curtain, thinking to himself.
"It sounds like the young master's voice is not very good. What's wrong with me? Why did I provoke him again?"
"Master, what's the matter with you?"
"If something happens, come here." Xin Mochen's voice was weak.
Su Yu walked into the bead curtain, walked to his side, and looked at him suspiciously: "Young master, what are your orders?"
Xin Mochen stared at her, lifted the quilt on her body, and Su Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support her.
Unexpectedly, Xin Mochen kicked over.
"Ouch!" Su Yu fell to the ground clutching his stomach, looking at him inexplicably.
"Master, why did you kick me?" She stood up unhappily. Fortunately, the young master was weak. If he were healthy, his intestines would have been kicked.
Xin Mochen lay back on the bed again, covered the quilt as if nothing had happened, and looked at her with a gloomy face.
(End of this chapter)