Chapter 21: The Fragrance of Meat
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
This farmhouse courtyard seemed to be hidden in the depths of the forest and was deserted. However, there was already a small path in the forest made of jade. It meandered all the way to the entrance of the small courtyard, but the entrance was set up with a smokescreen that ordinary people could not enter.When Yan Jiuchao's carriage arrived at the small courtyard, the middle-aged man had already prepared a table of game. All of them were hunted by the guards in the forest.
They were not as big as the wild rabbits and pheasants that they raised. The meat was not fat and tender. Most importantly, their rabbits and pheasants were nurtured with countless natural treasures. One bowl of them could extend one's life.
Thinking of those rabbits and chickens that had somehow disappeared, the middle-aged man felt a little pained. However, the Young Master didn't mind. He didn't care about his life and couldn't taste anything.
"Uncle Wan, do you want me to make another dish of wild vegetables?" The chef asked.
"What wild vegetables are there?" The middle-aged man called Uncle Wan asked.
The chef said, "There are shepherd's purse, small wild garlic, winter mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots."
Uncle Wan thought about it and said, "We ate the winter bamboo shoots yesterday. You stir-fry some shepherd's purse together with some small garlic, winter mushrooms, and dried meat. Then, make an appetizing sour soup."
"Sour fish soup?" Chef asked.
"The sour fish soup is fine too." Uncle Wan nodded.
"Aye, alright!" The chef agreed respectfully and went to the kitchen to cook the dishes.
Uncle Wan placed the dishes in the dining room.
Yan Jiuchao ate two mouthfuls as if he was chewing wax before throwing down his chopsticks.
Uncle Wan looked at the untouched rice in his bowl and frowned slightly. He said earnestly, "At least eat more. You didn't even eat much for breakfast and lunch."
Yan Jiuchao said impatiently, "No!"
The servants inside and outside lowered their heads.
Uncle Wan sighed helplessly. Although he couldn't taste it, he could at least force himself to swallow a few mouthfuls in the past. Now, it was getting more and more outrageous. It was even harder to serve this master than to be the top scholar.
Uncle Wan held his forehead. "Aiya, why didn't I become the top scholar back then..."
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While Yan Jiuchao was having his meal in the dining hall, Little Snow Fox had also started his dinner.
It jumped into Yan Jiuchao's bedroom and secretly took out the bag that was hidden under the bed and placed it on the table.
There were a few plates of delicious snacks and fresh fruits on the table. It compared the size of the bag and picked the largest white jade fruit plate. With its small claws, it pushed the fruits on the plate out one by one. Then, it bit open the bag and pushed the two fragrant meat buns up.
After that, it took out a small white silk handkerchief and wrapped it around its neck.
It was ready to eat.
The little snow fox took a satisfied breath of the meat fragrance on the bun and squinted its eyes in enjoyment. Then, it opened its bloody mouth and bit into the meat along with the skin!
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