CHAPTER 95: CHAPTER 95: LOSSES

Gu Nian brought Erhu to the kitchen, where there were chickens, fish, and shrimp, making Erhu’s mouth water.

Gu Nian’s mouth watered too.

But thinking about how this wasn’t for her to eat once finished, she felt sad and angry.

"Second brother, you kill the chicken and fish first, I’ll go boil the water," Gu Nian said.

"Alright." Although Erhu wasn’t very old, he was very quick with chores, especially ones that didn’t require much skill.

Nan Jin Yu was sitting in the courtyard, just able to see the kitchen, where Gu Nian’s small figure was lighting a fire, sweating profusely. When she used her sleeve to wipe her face, she accidentally smeared some ash on it, looking quite humorous.

"Ha!" Nan Jin Yu realized that every time he saw this girl, he always found something to laugh about.

Wuxin was also staring blankly at Nan Jin Yu.

He kept feeling that his master had been in an unusually good mood lately.

Even when he wasn’t poisoned and his legs were fine, he had never seen his master smile so much.

However, Wuxin’s daze didn’t last long before he heard Nan Jin Yu say, "Wuxin, go help her."

The look in his eyes made it instantly clear to Wuxin who "her" referred to!

Following orders, Wuxin walked into the kitchen and said, "Miss Gu, if there’s anything you need help with, just let me handle it."

Such a good opportunity for revenge, it would be a pity not to use it!

Gu Nian, feeling no pressure, directed him to handle the shrimp veins.

The sweet and sour fish was tangy and sweet, the shredded chicken salad not greasy, the garlic shrimp fragrant, and with two side dishes, lunch was settled.

Nan Jin Yu picked a piece of fish with his chopsticks, looking at the charred part, and raised his eyebrows at Gu Nian, "Are you just humoring me?"

Gu Nian quickly shook her head, "You can’t blame me; look how small I am, not even as tall as the stove. I only gave directions; it was my second brother and this big brother who did the cooking."

Gu Nian glanced at Wuxin, who was frowning intensely.

In his lifetime, he never imagined that a dignified guard who relied on martial arts would one day be forced into the kitchen.

And fail at it.

Although the sweet and sour fish was burnt, the other dishes were passable.

After all, the condiments were prepared by Gu Nian, so as long as the cooking temperature was right, the taste wouldn’t be too bad.

Nan Jin Yu was a picky person; after two bites, he lost his appetite.

Gu Nian didn’t mention money at all. After she and Erhu left, she had a faint sense of guilt in her heart.

Actually, it’s not that she couldn’t cook.

Kids from farming families matured early; 6-year-old girls cooking while standing on stools were not uncommon.

Moreover, in her past life, her biological father forced her to practice cooking from a young age. Some skills were already ingrained in her bones and wouldn’t fail her.

She simply didn’t want to be threatened.

But the fact that they saved her last night was also true.

In the small courtyard, Wuxin stood there with a guilty expression, looking at the barely touched food on the table, and said, "Master, it’s all because I was clumsy. How about I go back to the Lin Family and ask them to cook it properly and bring it over?"

Nan Jin Yu shook his head, "No need, pay today’s silver and then notify the chef who stayed in town to come over."

You can’t force a melon to be sweet.

He was very interested in that little girl’s cooking skills, but unfortunately, money alone didn’t seem to move her.

Wuxin was momentarily stunned, then replied, "Yes."

Erhu pulled Gu Nian nervously, "It’s all my clumsy hands’ fault. I should have asked mom to come with you. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have offended them. What if they dislike us and don’t let us cook anymore? Wouldn’t we lose a huge sum of silver!"