Chapter 57: Dine in Only, No Takeout
Kirindas: As ever, XXX
Holdmydonuts: Wish I could update more, but…regardless, thank you for your support.
“Elder sister Hong Xiu, have you gone silly from staring?” Wen Rou teased.
“To think that such beauty actually exist under the heavens, what’s more a man at that!” Hong Xiu praised.
“So what if he’s good looking! A super picky eater! If elder sister marry this kind of guy you’ll end up working your butt off trying to please his majesty all the time!” Wen Rou continued to tease.
“How could this kind of handsome young master ever notice me?” Hong Xiu was not at all upset. The image of Qiao Zizhang’s face flickered through her mind’s eye. She gave Wen Rou a measured look, and smiled, “However, I do feel that this Young Master’s attitude towards little sister Wen Rou is certainly unique.”
“Even elder sister Hong Xiu is teasing me! Wen Rou jumped at Hong Xiu, noisily protesting.
“What fun discussion are we having here? Can I know too?” the two girls giggling away did not even noticed when Qiao Zizhang approached strolled by, perfectly calm and modest with his hands tucked behind his back.
“Good day young master Zizhang!” Wen Rou greeted.
“We meet again, young master Zizhang!” Hong Xiu faintly straightened a little.
Both girls were still a little red on the cheeks, if Qiao Zizhang knew these two girls were chatting about some strange guy, how scandalous would that be!
“Just now that young master Ren did not make things too hard for you ladies, ba?” Qiao Zizhang inquired.
Hong Xiu slowly raised her eyes, then quickly looked down again. Though she was shy to directly meet Qiao Zizhang’s eyes, she was still quietly happy inside her heart.
“Many thanks for young master’s concern. Elder sister Hong Xiu, I shall return to the kitchen you, you guys chat!” Wen Rou pulled a weird face and ran off.
13 year old Li Hong Xiu and 14 year old Qiao Zizhang.
A sudden sweet thought flashed through her mind. The right thing should be given to the right person. As for that first grade young master Xian Fan of Xiang Yang, best to stay as far away from him as they could!
Once young master Zizhang and elder sister Hong Xiu engaged to be married. No matter how much of a rogue that Fan Jian is, he won’t be able to make trouble!
“Rou’er, what’s the order?” Wen Shouzheng asked from the kitchen.
“It’s all different kinds of light dishes.” Wen Rou said.
“Surely it’s not those tea based dishes again?” Wen Shouzheng muttered aggrievedly.
“No it’s all Drunken Immortal’s specialities. Hey dad, why don’t we make it together and send it through. That young master Ren looked a little exhausted to me.” A thread of concern was hidden within her word.
Father and daughter worked quickly together. One frying the other grilling, with a swift ‘da da da’ of the knives and ‘shua shua shua’ the spatula danced.
In a short while a series of hot and light dishes were done.
At first, Wen Rou really wanted to call for Zhu Zi. However, after faffing about a little, she finally just sent up the dishes personally to Ren Yue.
“Miss Wen Rou, please wait!” Ren Yue called after Wen Rou.[It’s just so this scene could happen, can’t the author spare some effort? Why not have two person bring up the dishes and one ran out of the room due to ‘emergency’? It’s still trite, but at least no unbelievable.]
“Does young master Ren have any other request?” Wen Rou paused in her steps. [I’m starting to hate typing her name.]
“Have you really started learning how to cook for half a month from Chef Wen?” Ren Yue asked curiously.
“That’s right!” Wen Rou answered readily.
“And you have always been in Xiang Yang? Ren Yue asked again.
“That’s right, is there any problem?” Wen Rou answered readily.
“I just felt that somehow we’ve met before! Perhaps it is just my bad eyesight, miss may laugh at my mistake.” Ren Yue picked up his chopsticks.
“Perhaps young master Ren would like some wine?” Wen Rou inquired.
“Oh, absolutely.” Ren Yue nodded.
When Wen Rou came up once again with the ‘Morning Dew Wine’, most of the dishes had been touched and quite a few were already empty.
Thinking about Ren Yue’s character, even if the food was even more delicious, he probably would not have eaten as much. Today was certainly strange.
It certainly looked like he’s really hungry today.
Unable to resist, Wen Rou laughed out loud.
The happiness of eating had gone into Ren Yue’s head and he had not notice Wen Rou still standing at the entrance of the Listening Bamboo pavilion’s doorway, until her laughter rang out. He suddenly felt very awkward and did not dare to lift his head.
“Young master Ren’s appetite is good today!” Wen Rou was amused.
“He-he, it’s possible that I’m not used to the environment here. Can’t sleep or eat properly. It just so happen that today’s meal really suited my taste, and thus my good appetite.” Ren Yue said with a smile.
“I guess Young Master Ren is really hungry, ba. Eat a little more, this one, this one and this one are all very delicious!” Wen Rou unconsciously walked towards Ren Yue and stretched out her finger to point at a few dishes.
“Miss Wen was definitely an extremely capable person, to be honest, for master to come into Jing Cheng without bringing a cook with him. My master’s actual skill in cooking was show last night to be… aih…” Ren Yue’s mouth did not hesitate as he laughed and shook his head sadly.
“Oh, you’re talking about that weird old man from yesterday, ah! He looks like someone who likes everything his way. My brother who who still looks up to him said that he knows everything about the heavens and the earth, that there’s nothing he couldn’t do! But my dad says he knows everything in the world except cooking!” The moment Wen Rou started talking about Sir Song Tao, she started losing her temper.
“My master is a strict man, and never accepts students just like that. However, if Miss Wen’s brother really has talent, his efforts would certainly pay off!” Ren Yue commented as he enjoyed the Morning Dew Wine.
“Hmph, it’s easy for you to say. My brother has failed the exams three times. If he really fails again it would be too much for him!” Wen Rou said with an expressionless face.
“From what I know, if young miss wishes to help your brother gain apprenticeship, it would be beneficial to appeal to Master in other ways,” said Ren Yue as he took another sip of wine.
“Appeal to him?” Wen Rou cheered up, “Daring to ask Young Master Wen, just what does a weird old man like him likes?”
“Miss Wen, my master has many hobbies. Such as reading, music, poetry, painting, so long as it is appeals to the sophisticated senses!” Ren Yue said slowly with his wine cup lifted as if in salute.
“Surely you don’t expect me to bribe him with books? Or challenge him into a zither competition? I don’t know any of those, ah!” Wen Rou’s hopes were all shaken.
“True gold is not afraid of fire, Miss Wen, do think about this matter carefully!” Ren Yue set down his chopsticks, apparently full up now.
“Miss Wen, I’d like to trouble you to make the same set of dishes please. I’d like to bring some back for my Master to enjoy.” said Ren Yue.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Wen Rou’s eyes, “Young Master Wen, you may eat as much as you like in Drunken Immortal, as for takeaways, that’s not possible!”
“For what reason?” Ren Yue had not thought that Wen Rou would refuse him.
“You go home and tell that weird old man this young lady will not serve him!” Having said this, Wen Rou stomped out grandly.
After a while, she came back, “Young master, the meal is 2 silver pieces.”
Ren Yue laughed as he shook his head, and took out 2 pieces of silver from his shirt and placed them on the table. “Miss Wen’s hand is not bad, however your temper is a little big, while your stomach a little small.”
Wen Rou had gleaned from Ren Yue’s words that Sir Song Tao had not brought a cook with them, and that their servant did not have any cooking skills. Sir Song Tao also has nearly zero cooking skills. That old man, if he continued to stay in XianmYang, then wouldn’t eating be a problem?
The common people worship food to the heavens, hei-hei, didn’t Ren Yue said something about appealing in other ways? Let’s use food to do it.
As she continued to think about this, Wen Rou dashed out from the back entrance.
“Driver, follow that white horse!” Wen Rou flagged down a carriage and pointed down the road.
Ying Xue trotted briskly through the Xianyang town and past a bustling market, the sound of hooves hitting the stone road rang out clearly.
As Wen Rou sat in the carriage,she couldn’t help herself as she lifted the curtains and looked out anxiously.
After a few turns, Ren Yue dismounted and gently pushed open an ink black wooden door, and slowly lead Ying Xue in.
Wen Rou watched from the outside for a while. From the dark roof tiles and green walls, it was clear that this was a far from luxurious abode. It was difficult to imagine that the impressive Sir Song Tao really lived here.
“Miss, you…” The driver asked.
“Oh, let’s go back! Back to the Drunken Immortal.” Wen Rou announced, memorizing the location of this place.
South part of Qingshi Street, past Liulin…
- Reflect Snow seems a bit…inelegant, his ping ying name ‘Ying Xue’ sounds grander. Also, since it’s an adjectival noun, the correct translation should probably be Reflecting Snow, but I digressed.