Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 801 Three Dishes (One More)
Mrs. Qiao San spoke slowly, and then her eyes slowly fell on the girl in front of her.

Your opponent is me.

After saying this, everyone looked at Mrs. Qiao San.

No one expected that Mrs. Qiao San would do it herself.

She stood there.

Everyone looked at the girl in front of them. She seemed to be very smart, but the use of being smart was to narrow the gap with the powerful, but it couldn't reduce the gap.And when the person in front of him was Mrs. Qiao San, all the people around looked at Song Wanzhi with sighs in their eyes.

It’s over.

The girl in front of her has no force, and in this place of Mingcheng, she even said that she can defeat them without force, which is simply impossible.Moreover, once the barrier is passed, if Mrs. Qiao San is ruthless, it seems that there is no way out.

Mrs. Qiao San looked at the girl in front of her and asked, "Why, the third level, are you still going to break through?"

But Song Wanzhi just stood there and bowed slightly to Mrs. Qiao San: "Please enlighten me."

Please enlighten me.

When the girl appeared at the Tiancheng banquet when she didn't have any martial arts, she also said this sentence.

The Miss Qiao San in front of her was naturally stronger than the Song sisters at that time.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Mrs. Qiao San's eyes, and then she laughed: "It's really not ordinary arrogance."

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "However, my little girl has a request."

Mrs. Qiao San snorted coldly: "What request do you have?"

Song Wanzhi said: "My little girl would like to ask, can the method of the competition be decided by my little girl?"

Mrs. Qiao San looked at Song Wanzhi, twirled the ring on her finger, and then smiled nonchalantly: "Okay. But after you lose, you have to deal with me. I'm afraid you don't want your beautiful little face." .”

However, such a threat did not change the color of the girl in front of her in the slightest, Song Wanzhi just said: "It's up to you."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Mrs. Qiao San: "So, tell me, what is the competition method you want?"

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Little girl, I want to cook a dish for Mrs. Qiao San."

Everyone: ... what? !

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In Ming City.

The city gate broke open in an instant, and the dry ground under the scorching sun raised billowing dust as the crowd ran, and then, a thick voice swept along the long street in an instant.

"The cook is going to challenge Master Qiao!"

"The cook is going to challenge Master Qiao!"

The people on both sides of the street froze for a moment.

What? !Cook? !

The people next to him stretched their necks instantly, and one of them shouted at the top of his lungs, "Second Gou, what happened?!"

The person ran forward excitedly, and said: "A cook without martial arts wants to break through three levels and enter our city. She has won the first three levels. This time, it should be the third level! She wants to challenge our Qiao Tang!" Lord!"

When the people on both sides heard this, they immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.

This? !

And when everyone was looking at each other, there was a sound at the gate of the city. When people looked there, they saw Mrs. Qiao San and Su Song.

Everyone looked at the two of them, Su and Song, and didn't realize it for a while—is that them?
Although the man looked plain, the girl was wearing plain clothes, but she couldn't stop the aura that permeated her body, and she didn't show any murderous aura.

a cook?Don't have martial arts yet?
Want to challenge their Hall Master Qiao?
This girl's brain is not working well.

Under everyone's suspicious eyes, the girl stopped in front of an inn in Mingcheng.

"What was she doing? Why did she stop in front of this inn?"

"I heard that this girl is going to cook a dish with Mrs. Qiao San, and their competition will be this dish."

"Cooking? Well, in fact, a cook is also supposed to cook, but what does cooking have to do with breaking through levels?"

"Just now the girl said to Mistress Qiao San outside the door, if Mistress Qiao San didn't want to admit defeat after eating what she made, then she will let Mistress Qiao San dispose of her."

"Ah? How is it possible?! Mrs. Qiao San has even eaten human flesh!"

……

Yes, in Ming City, men used to be extremely vicious, but if women want to survive, they can only be more vicious than men.

And Mrs. Qiao San is undoubtedly the leader among such women.

It is really, impossible to ask Mrs. Qiao San to admit defeat with just a few dishes.

But in the eyes of everyone, the girl slowly entered the inn and said a few words to the owner of the inn. After hearing what Song Wanzhi said, the owner turned his eyes to Mrs. Qiao San, looking at Miss Qiao San nodded and let Song Wanzhi walk in.

kitchen door wide open
Mrs. Qiao San sat on the ebony table, looking at the girl in the kitchen with a half-smile, and behind her and even at the door, people crowded the whole room.

In the kitchen, Song Wanzhi lowered her head, and then picked out the ingredients. The clothed man next to her looked at her with a smile, then reached out and picked up a handful of rice. The little fox was followed by a little mouse, and the little fox was pouring water. The little mouse poured water, and the little fox picked up the egg and wanted to throw it into the pot. The little fox next to him saw it, and immediately picked up an egg and wanted to throw it into the pot, but when he reached the side of the pot, there was a "bang", Even the eggs and mice jumped in.

Everyone: ...

Xiao Bai waved his paw and looked at it with distaste, and the little mouse looked at Xiao Bai with his whole body wet.

Su Mengchen washed the millet, then walked to the side of the pot, gently picked up a piece of wood, and stuffed it into the bottom of the pot.

People found that the man in front of him was extremely proficient in his movements, obviously he often did such things, but his actions were indescribably elegant and beautiful, as if sitting and other things seemed to draw the outline of mountains and rivers with a brush beautiful.

And the girl lowered her eyes, neither fast nor slow, for a while, there was no other sound in the kitchen except the sound of boiling water, but everyone was silent unexpectedly, for fear of disturbing the girl in front of her.

They are not ordinary civilians. Although there were former civilians in Ming City, the people who poured in later were all people with martial arts skills. Let them all fall into it unconsciously.

And Mrs. Qiao San was in a daze when she saw it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the cooked porridge was added with sliced ​​radish, slowly wafting out a bone-piercing aroma.

And the girl over there took out a piece of meat and a piece of sweet potato that had been steamed in the small steamer next to it, and put them on a plate. Then, she scooped up another bowl of porridge, and then brought them out.

What was placed in front of Mrs. Qiao San was probably the simplest meal she had eaten since she came to Mingcheng.

Except for a small piece of steamed crystal clear meat, there is only one steamed sweet potato and a bowl of clear porridge.

That's it?Although it smells delicious, these three dishes are going to make Mrs. Qiao San concede. The more I look at it, the more I feel that this girl is dreaming.

Mrs. Qiao San looked at the things in front of her and frowned.

But Song Wanzhi handed over the chopsticks: "Master Qiao, please."

The girl's bright eyes are gentle, but when she looks at her, it seems to be able to penetrate directly into the heart.

Miss Qiao San looked at the chopsticks and remained silent for a long time.

Everyone froze for a moment, what's going on?What happened to Master Qiao?Why don't you pick up the chopsticks?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mrs. Qiao San finally took the chopsticks. Then, she looked at the meat and sneered, "It's just a piece of pork. If it's human flesh, it's good to satisfy your hunger."

However, she put down her chopsticks, and then looked at the piece of steamed sweet potato.

Then, she took the sweet potato and took a bite.

Then her hands trembled.

Everyone could see that there was something wrong with Mrs. Qiao San. It seemed that she was very against these things.

"As long as Mrs. Qiao San finishes eating these things, she will lose as a little girl." Song Wanzhi said.

Mrs. Qiao San swallowed a little sweet potato, and then put down the steamed sweet potato. Then, she picked up the chopsticks and peeled off the piece of meat. The steamed meat was so good that it was so crystal clear that it made people move their index fingers.

Then she picked out a piece of meat and swallowed it down her throat, but just as she swallowed her throat, her face suddenly changed, and a flash of astonishment flashed across everyone's eyes.

Then, everyone looked at Song Wanzhi in unison.

"This thing is poisonous!"

"Using everything! You actually want to harm our Master Qiao, do you want to court death?!"

……

People speculated, but Song Wanzhi just stood there, looking at Mrs. Qiao San with gentle eyes.

Mrs. Qiao San swallowed the piece of meat, and then, looking at the bowl of porridge, a little struggling appeared in her eyes. Then, she stretched out her hand, picked up the bowl of porridge, and poured it into her stomach .

However, when she poured the porridge down her throat, she suddenly stood up, then turned around and rushed out the door, and then, with a "wow", spat it out.

Everyone: ...

Everyone just looked at their Hallmaster Qiao standing there, and then, he vomited wildly, his powdered face turned pale in an instant, and a faint light shone in his eyes.

Everyone stayed there.

People instantly turned their attention to Song Wanzhi.

What can this girl do? !It must have been drugged in the meal!
Although the girl cooked these three dishes in front of everyone just now, no one could see that they had done something, but now seeing Mrs. Qiao San like this, they instantly became suspicious.

Song Wanzhi ignored everyone's eyes, then walked out slowly, stretched out her hand, and patted Mrs. Qiao's shoulder. I don't know where the girl patted on Mrs. Qiao's. In an instant, Mrs. Qiao He stopped vomiting.

Mrs. Qiao San turned her head and looked at her fiercely. A trace of tears leaked from the corners of her eyes filled with makeup, but the tears were instantly suppressed by the tragic smile on the corner of her mouth.

She flicked Song Wanzhi's hand violently, and then quickly walked towards the street.

And Song Wanzhi stood there, watching her running away, with a sigh in his eyes.

The people behind stood there, looking at what was left on the table, and looked at each other.

Is this a win?

Su Mengchen stood there, raised her hand, lowered her eyes slightly, then raised her eyes again, looking at the girl in front of her.

-

"In the beginning of human beings, their nature is good, their natures are similar, their habits are far apart..."

When night fell, Song Wanzhi was standing under a pear tree, and heard the sound of children reading books from the next room.

Su Mengchen poured out a cup of tea, pressed his slender fingers on the side of the cup, stretched out his hand, splashed the foam that rose from the first fresh tea, and then handed it to the girl.

"Qingming tea before the rain, the first branch in spring."

Song Wanzhi turned around, looked at the man in front of him, then took it with both hands, looked at the flames still burning beside him, and looked at the man's clothed clothes that were smudged by tea smoke, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly.

New fire and new tea, poetry and wine, but who knows, most people's life is just the tea foam that was thrown away just now, covering up the original taste.

Su Mengchen said: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind."

Song Wanzhi took a sip of tea, then twirled it in his hand, and said, "In this bright city, these children are still reading these books, so they know that everyone was kind in the beginning."

Song Wanzhi thought of Mrs. Qiao San.

Before coming to this Ming city, Song Wanzhi held the hall master's information in her hand. When she was young, she was also a girl from a good family. Her family was poor, and her old parents also raised their siblings , very affectionate.Later, there was a famine, and the families who were struggling to survive had to face the danger of starving to death.In the end, in order to take care of her family, Qiao Sanniang sold herself as a concubine to a rich businessman in the same city, but she didn't expect that the rich businessman was cruel. At that time, the elderly parents were sent to the deep mountains to pick old ginseng, but they never came back. When they found it, they were only bitten to pieces by the wild beasts in the mountain.After that, Mrs. Qiao San’s younger brother couldn’t escape either. Brother Qiao and Mrs. Qiao San looked very similar. Mrs. Qiao San was originally beautiful, but the rich businessman had a friend who liked Xiaotong, so Mrs. Qiao’s younger brother was tricked by the rich businessman After entering the mansion, Brother Qiao resisted with all his strength, which ruined the interest of the rich businessman's friend. So, the rich businessman imitated Shi Chong in ancient times, steamed her brother alive, and forced Mrs. Qiao to eat it.

Later, there was no later, Mrs. Qiao San became the current Mrs. Qiao San.

After avenging, he killed rich people when he saw them. He didn't enter the imperial city until he killed an imperial merchant in the Song Dynasty and was wanted.

And the three dishes Song Wanzhi made were just the three dishes that ordinary people in Mrs. Qiao's place would have during the festival.

Three dishes, but it is a life that cannot be turned back.

Song Wanzhi thought about it slowly, and slowly drank the tea that Su Mengchen handed over, the fragrance of the tea penetrated with a touch of bitterness, taking advantage of the mood at the moment, it was an indescribable taste.

Su Mengchen stretched out her hand, and said to her, "Wanzhi, come, I'll take you to a place."

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)