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Chapter 21: Eating until I have a stomachache

The afterglow of the setting sun casts a warm shadow in the west. Smoke gradually rises from the farmhouses in Xinye Village. Mo Yu drives his carriage towards home eagerly. He is filled with joy and wonders from time to time whether his wife will cook new dishes today, and what new things she has made at home? Does she like the gift he has chosen today?

As soon as he steps into the house, he smells the tempting aroma of meat, which makes him salivate! The groom beside him has already swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

Following the smell, I walked to the kitchen and saw Lin Qing. I couldn't help but feel happy. It would be nice if my wife didn't slice the shiny duck piece by piece with a sharp kitchen knife.

Lin Qing had never sliced ​​roast duck before. She sliced ​​slowly based on her memory and Xixi's instructions. Just after she started slicing a few pieces, the knife in her hand was held by a slender white hand. Looking to the side, Mo Yu had rolled up her long sleeves, snatched the knife from her hand, and stood in front of the chopping board in her place.

"Do you want to slice it like this?" Mo Yu pointed to the roast duck that Lin Qing had just sliced ​​on the white porcelain plate.

"Yes, but you have to wash your hands first." Lin Qing looked at his hand that was about to touch the roast duck, and couldn't help but get nervous. How could she eat the duck without washing her hands? Could it be that the roast duck she worked so hard to roast could only be eaten by Bai Lang and the others?

"Qing'er, when can you pay more attention to your husband? Your husband has been in the kitchen for a long time!" He knocked on Lin Qing's head with some sadness, of course it was just a light knock, after all, it was his beloved, so he couldn't bear to use heavy hands, and resigned himself to sighing, "Don't worry, my hands have been washed."

Lin Qing touched the place where he was knocked with his clean hand, and his expression was still a little nervous. Lin Qing was a little uncomfortable with Mo Yu's intimacy with her...

But now was not the time to get angry. Lin Qing was surprised to see Mo Yu's fingers moving and sliced ​​the roast duck meat with skin and meat one by one. After a while, the roast duck was sliced. Not only was the thickness of each slice the same, but the most amazing thing was that there was no meat on the skeleton of the whole roast duck! Except for the duck neck!

"Don't slice the duck neck, just cut it into sections!" Seeing that Mo Yu was about to slice the duck neck, Lin Qing came to her senses. Despite this, Lin Qing was still surprised. She widened her eyes and looked at the plate of roast duck that had been sliced. It was a little unbelievable. It only took a few minutes! How did Mo Yu do it?

It was not until Mo Yu ordered the maid to bring the prepared dishes to the dining table in the inner courtyard that Lin Qing stopped looking at Mo Yu in amazement. She had made two roast ducks before, and she had told the cook that one was for them and the other was for Mo Yu and her. The white wolves only appeared at lunch time, so she didn't cook for them. She would cook a few more for them at noon that day.

As for the other roast duck that hadn't been sliced ​​yet, Mo Yu said that it was impossible for a master to cook for his servants! Lin Qing only cooked for her and Mo Yu, and she didn't care about the rest. The roast duck was only made by her and the cook, and she only did some light work. In this ancient feudal society, the social hierarchy is very strict. The master can easily beat and scold his own slaves. There is no equality here.

Lin Qing demonstrated the steps of eating roast duck. It is very simple. You can eat it smoothly without learning from Mo Yu.

After taking a bite, the duck meat is tender, crispy and delicious. It is fat but not greasy. Lin Qing is satisfied. Sure enough, the river water in her own space is powerful. It is worth her feeding them with river water from the space from time to time. This duck tastes better than all the roast ducks she has eaten!

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