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You Were Born a Nobleman, Chapter Twenty-Three: A Beautiful Woman Must Be a Disaster
As Tang Zisu entered the kitchen, Little Fish happened to come in. The white tofu taken from the basket was still steaming. Tang Zisu smiled and said, "Little Fish, you came early today. Let me taste a piece of the tofu your sister-in-law made. Shu Que Wu Pan."
Little Fish quickly shielded the basket with her hand, saying, "High Priestess, this tofu is made by me. I specially brought it for Divine Lady to try."
Standing aside, Softy was astonished. "You made tofu? Don't you have to study every morning?"
Little Fish wiped the sweat from her forehead, casually took out the folding fan from her waist, opened it with a flourish, and shook her head while fanning herself. "A year's plan starts in spring; a day's plan starts in the morning. When you wake up in the morning, everything begins anew. With clear ears and bright eyes, it's naturally a good time to make tofu."
Softy replied, "Then what about studying? What about not becoming a top scholar or an official?"
"The gentleman says that learning should never cease. Indigo is derived from blue..."
Seeing that Little Fish was about to delve into scholarly matters again, Softy hurriedly said she would go call Divine Lady for dinner. Tang Zisu mentioned she hadn't washed her face yet, and even the sparrows in the tree chirped as if saying they were going home to check on their eggs before flying away.
Finally, the family managed to sit at the dining table. Although Tang Zisu felt a bit awkward facing Kong Xuan, the sweet rice balls made by Softy were truly delicious. The balls were rolled to the size of pearl rice, and there wasn't a single grain of millet in the sweet rice; inside was tender egg. Taking a spoonful into her mouth, it was sweet and smooth—truly a moment where all worries could be forgotten and all mistakes forgiven. The life of a foodie is just that wonderful; don't be too jealous.
While eating, Tang Zisu asked Softy, "Softy, how should we eat the tofu that Little Fish brought?"
"I don't know... maybe stewed with vegetables?"
Tang Zisu pouted her lips high and said, "No, Mapo Tofu."
"But I can't cook it."
"I'll teach you."
Upon hearing that she could learn a new dish, Softy immediately beamed with joy, shouting loudly, "Okay, okay!" Tang Zisu felt a light joy; as a seasoned foodie, she had to plan her lunch menu during breakfast.
Kong Xuan frowned as he swallowed the sweet and sticky food in his mouth and looked at Lang Ye with a faint question, "Mapo Tofu? Is that the tofu made by the old lady with the long birthmark?"
Lang Ye silently shook his head, unsure. The world of women was something he didn't understand!
Halfway through the meal, Little Fish arrived again.
He saw Kong Xuan's eyes light up and immediately placed the prepared tofu pudding and soft tofu in front of him.
"Divine Lady, I've brought you some tofu. Look at this soft tofu; it's so fresh it’s practically dripping with water. I assure you, there's no added water. Eating tofu is good for your health. They say vegetables and tofu ensure safety. If you eat my tofu, your waist won't ache, your legs won't hurt, and you'll climb up Lan Yue Peak effortlessly. Eating my tofu will make your skin delicate, rosy, and radiant..."
Tang Zisu poured a glass of water for Little Fish and said, "Little Fish, take a sip of water and rest before continuing. Your advertisement is way too long."
Kong Xuan was quite interested; he smiled slightly and tilted his head to look at Little Fish, exuding an indescribable charm. Little Fish suddenly felt his soul fly to Nine Heavens, choking on a sip of water that got stuck in his throat for quite a while.
So they say beauty must be a source of trouble!
A loud bang came from the back door, and Kong Xuan was taken aback. "Who is it? Ahei, go take a look."
Lang Ye lazily yawned, not caring at all.
Tang Zisu said, "There's only one person in Peacock Valley who could make such a loud noise."
Softy and Little Fish chimed in unison, "Zhu Tiao Tiao."
"Little Rascal, why are you here chatting instead of selling tofu? Do you want to tire out my stepmother? She's now part of our Zhu Family, working hard every day for you like a servant. You little rascal."
Hey, please don't insult dogs!
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