CHAPTER 21: CHAPTER 21: WHAT ELSE CAN YOU DO BESIDES HUNTING?

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Mrs. Jiang glared at Shen He, handed the meat to Shen Qinghe, and pulled Shen Qinglan aside: "Qinglan, are you interested in embroidery?"

Embroidery?

Shen Qinglan shook her head without thinking.

Are you kidding? Asking her to learn embroidery is worse than sending her to kill someone.

"Then... how about knot tying?"

This was slightly better than embroidery, and she could do it, but she wasn’t interested, so Shen Qinglan shook her head again.

Mrs. Jiang looked a bit disappointed at this.

"Then besides hunting, what else can you do?"

Shen Qinglan honestly said, "Kill people."

The Shen Family: ...

Mrs. Jiang laughed, tapping the back of her hand helplessly: "This child, always talking nonsense!"

Seeing no one believed her honesty, Shen Qinglan felt a bit helpless.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said: "Does painting count?"

Her major in university was art, mainly focusing on calligraphy and painting.

Though she had later dropped out, she still painted a piece or two when free of tasks.

"You can paint?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingfeng immediately showed interest.

Shen Qinglan nodded.

Shen Qingfeng asked: "Is this something you can do since waking up too?"

Shen Qinglan nodded again.

She wasn’t lying; she could indeed do this from the moment she woke up.

The little fool died, and from the moment she opened her eyes, she took over, so wasn’t it waking up and knowing?

Shen Qingfeng said: "Wait a moment, I’ll get some brushes, ink, paper, and an inkstone for you to try painting a piece for me to see."

Shen Qinglan felt a bit sleepy, but seeing Shen Qingfeng so enthusiastic, she didn’t want to dampen his spirits and agreed.

Dong Yao said: "Qingju, go wash your face, then cook the meal with Qingzhu, everyone will eat here today."

Everyone was rushing to find Shen Qinglan today and didn’t even have time to eat. Now that they were relieved, they all felt hungry.

Shen Qingju and Shen Qingzhu responded and carried the items into the kitchen.

Shen Qinghe also got up to help, and Shen Qinglan wanted to join but was stopped by Mrs. Jiang.

"The kitchen is too small, let your sisters do it, you just got back, sit and rest."

Dong Yao took some pears to wash, giving one each to Shen Qingping and Shen Qing’an, while others were peeled and sliced, brought over for everyone to eat.

Old Mr. Shen and the Shen Shan brothers sat together on the side, discussing this year’s harvest.

Shen Qinglan wasn’t interested in pears, ate two slices and stopped.

She was worried about Shen Qingju’s cooking, so no matter how much Mrs. Jiang stopped her, she still got up and slipped into the kitchen.

Shen Qingju saw her come in and frowned: "Why did you come in? Go out and rest."

After the last incident with the fried meat, Shen Qingju was truly afraid of Shen Qinglan entering the kitchen.

If she cooked a few more times, there’s no telling how quickly the oil can would run dry.

Shen Qinglan was savvy enough to know what Shen Qingju was worried about.

She quietly advised: "There’s fatty meat in the basket, use it for rendering oil. The ribs are for soup, the pork belly for braising."

After thinking, Shen Qinglan continued: "Put more salt."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Seeing her leave, Shen Qinghe nudged Shen Qingju and said: "Qinglan’s personality seems a bit odd?"

Shen Qingju looked at Shen Qinghe helplessly and said: "She’s been this way since waking up, doesn’t talk much, and has a cold demeanor. Sometimes, when you talk to her, if she feels like responding, she will, if not, no matter how many times you ask, she just stares at you quietly, very eerie."

Thinking for a moment, Shen Qingju added: "However, it’s much better than when she was foolish before."

Standing outside the kitchen, Shen Qinglan heard this and tilted her head into self-reflection.

Is her personality really cold?

She simply didn’t want to talk too much.

This is how Shen Qinglan defined herself.