My Tough Husband [Bl]

2. How to make the first bucket of gold?

Translator: muz

Mo Yanzhi quickly brought over lunch. There was a bowl of pigeon soup, a bowl of rice mixed with coarse food grain and fine rice. On the top of the rice was something green. Han Tingxuan guessed it was wild herbs.

According to his memory, Han Tingxuan knew that the meal was not bad. At home, the original owner had always had such quality of meal. The pigeon might be hunted by Mo Yanzhi because Mo Yanzhi was a good hunter with his martial arts. However, Mo Yanzhi's food was not good. He only ate coarse food grain or steamed buns occasionally.

They did not have much money in the family. This time, the original owner was injured. Mo Yanzhi should have spent the remaining silver money to buy medicine for medical treatment.

Han Tingxuan asked as there was only a bowl of rice. "Have you had lunch yet?"

Mo Yanzhi said, "You are ill now. You should eat more. I'll eat something in the kitchen." At the same time, Mo Yanzhi was very surprised that Han Tingxuan would care about him instead of complaining that the food was tasty.

Han Tingxuan had made up his mind to spend his rest life with Mo Yanzhi if Mo Yanzhi was really good, but he knew what kind of person the original owner was. Therefore, he didn't want to act too differently.

After all, once the secret that the soul had been swapped by someone else was out, he would be injured or killed.

It would be too unfair to be burned to death as a monster! It was very possible because this was just a small village where superstition was still the mainstream.

Hence, Han Tingxuan only nodded.

The taste of pigeon soup was really not pleasant... Of course, this had something to do with his picky eating habit. Apart from having some bitter days before adulthood, he had lived extremely luxury life afterwards and he had strict rules on whatever he ate and used.

There were chefs at home all over the world, including those from France or Italy, or local cooks. So, as this pigeon soup without seasonings or nicely-cooking method, he did not find it delicious.

However, Han Tingxuan knew it very well that he could not live a life he used to. Thanks to the bitter days he had, he would never show any dislike although he could imagine that Mo Yanzhi's cooking was not very good according to his standard.

At last he managed to eat up the pigeon soup and pigeon meat. But this bowl of rice.. He has never eaten anything like coarse food grain even when he was poor! Therefore, it was really difficult to swallow it!

In the end, Han Tingxuan only ate half of it. However, he didn't show that he was forced to eat this small part of the rice at all...

After that, Mo Yanzhi saw that there was still so much left. He couldn't help but say, "Eat more, so that you can recover quickly."

Han Tingxuan shook his head. "I have had enough. You should eat it."

Mo Yanzhi paused and was a little surprised. However, he glanced at Han Tingxuan and did not say anything.

After Mo Yanzhi finished cleaning the bowls and left, Han Tingxuan struggled to get up. He only hit his head. Although his body was injured, it was only a superficial wound. Now the soul had changed, what he needed most was to rest.

Han Tingxuan had always paid attention to his quality of life and he was naturally dissatisfied with this family. Especially when it comes to food, he was not willing to lower his standard even if he died!

Therefore, making money became the biggest problem!

As soon as he got out of bed, Han Tingxuan felt his legs tremble. He stood there for a while, stretched arms and legs a little, and his entire body hurt. However, he, Han Tingxuan, had always been a ruthless character, to others and to himself.

Therefore, the more pain he felt, the more he stretched.

After a while, he felt a little more comfortable. Things will develop in the opposite direction when they become extreme, which really makes sense.

Then, Han Tingxuan walked out of the room. It was a small living room outside, and the kitchen in front of the living room, which was also small. After all, it was a cottage. How could it be a nice house?

Han Tingxuan saw Mo Yanzhi having his lunch in the kitchen.

Mo Yanzhi didn't eat anything from the remaining bowl of rice. He ate whole coarse food grain, wild vegetables, and a bowl of water.

Han Tingxuan felt a little sad.

Thanks to Mo Yanzhi's martial art skills, as soon as Han Tingxuan came over, he immediately put down the bowl of food he had almost finished and walked over. "Why did you get out of bed? If you need anything, just call me."

Han Tingxuan smiled. "Lying on the bed is also tiring," he walked into the kitchen.

"How much fine rice we have at home?" asked Han Tingxuan.

Mo Yanzhi's heart skipped a beat and he said softly, "Not much. Three big bowls are only enough for you to eat for three or four days. And they are not worth much money."

Did he think he wanted to sell his rice for money? Han Ting Xuan paused. Thinking about it, this is really what the original owner did every two or three days. The original owner often undersold the rice and the wild animals that Mo Yanzhi had hunted but not sell yet.

He went to buy drinks and gamble with that money.

Han Tingxuan was speechless about whatever the original owner did. He was in such a bad luck to get into his body.

Mo Yanzhi thought that he would immediately be roared or kicked by Han Tingxuan because of his answer, which he was used to. Furthermore, Han Tingxuan was small and his strength was weak. He couldn't do any real damage to him. This was why he didn't fight back every time. What was more, he really felt guilty.

He was already prepared to get beaten up, but he did not expect Han Tingxuan to smile and say, "I have no plans to sell it. I'm just asking."

Mo Yanzhi did not believe his words. Furthermore, Han Tingxuan's attitude today was too good. There must be a reason for it. So he remained silent.

As expected, Han Tingxuan said. "After we finish eating, let's go to the town."

So this was his purpose.. Mo Yanzhi guessed the reason why Han Tingxuan had to go to town when he was still injured. Moments later, he figured that Han Tingxuan might go there to take revenge. Since Hang Tingxuan knew that he knew some martial arts, so he should take him to the town to beat those ruffians. However, he also had a plan to get rid of those ruffians. However, the best scenario was that he could secretly go at night, severely injured the ruffians so that people couldn't find any evidence.

They would probably cause troubles if they went on daytime!

Even though he was thinking about it, Mo Yanzhi did not say anything. If he didn't listen to Han Tingxuan, he would be in trouble. If he wanted to go on daytime, then let it. If anything happens, he wouldn't be afraid!

After thinking about this, Mo Yanzhi only replied, "Okay."

Han Tingxuan didn't know that Mo Yanzhi had thought of so much in just a few seconds, who even decided to avenge his 'husband' on daytime which he might take risks. Han Tingxuan just smiled once Mo Yanzhi agreed to go. In Han Tingxuan's mind, he was thinking how to make the first bucket of gold which could be enough to satisfy his basic needs of eating.