Chapter 182 (1/2)

After some lively greetings, even Su wennuan had to admire the couple's acting skills. Theoretically, they should be Duan Tingxuan's subordinates or subordinates. However, there was no humble look and tone in their speech and behavior, as if they were really chatting goodbye with their cousin who had been reunited for a long time.

Duan Tingxuan's plan is to be a cook to get close to his goal. As for who the goal is, Xiao Hou said he doesn't know. He has to wait until a reliable person provides it. Therefore, the top priority now is that he should quickly master a good cook.

The reason why he decided to use the identity of cook is naturally because of Su wennuan's unique technical support. I have to say that Duan Tingxuan didn't pay much attention to this matter, so he didn't pay much attention all the way: a cook is just cooking. Isn't he a genius like himself? What do you want to exercise in advance?

However, it was not until a meal was not finished and he caused two small fires in the kitchen that the little Marquis realized a terrible fact: no matter what kind of genius you are, you will not be perfect. Just as Su wennuan is not a martial arts material, he has no pressure to learn literature and martial arts. What did he say to his wife about the fire Sabre technique and how to use all kinds of spices? What kind of food do you want to use? It's like a duck listening to ray.

”Cousin” Chang San looked grim, looked at the stove that had been subjected to two inhumane poisons in an hour, and was silent. Finally, after the little Marquis gritted his teeth and stared, saying that there were no mountains in the world that he could not conquer, he must learn to cook again. He couldn't help patting Duan Tingxuan on the shoulder and sighed: ”Brother, forget it. No one is a generalist. Besides, you are not a person in this industry. Let's find another way. I'm not afraid of anything else. I'm afraid that if you set the kitchen on fire again, why don't people go to the bottom? Do you say you burned the kitchen to practice? We can't reveal such a low-level flaw. It will damage your reputation and mine.”

”You don't believe me?”

Duan Tingxuan clenched his teeth and glared at Chang San angrily, but Su wennuan sighed: ”don't talk about my cousin. Now even I can't trust you. Husband, people should know themselves clearly. Just admit it. You are a natural kitchen killer and are not suitable for this.”

As soon as Chang San saw that the aristocratic wife supported him, he had the courage to immediately scrape up several steps, nodded repeatedly and said, ”what my sister-in-law said is right. Let's discuss it when the master comes back in the evening. At this moment, we'd better eat first, then... Let your sister-in-law cook two good dishes.”

Duan Tingxuan still refused to be convinced, but he saw that even Siping rushed up and held himself tightly. It seemed that he was afraid of burning the kitchen again under his impulse, because he had to sigh: ”it's all right. Since you don't believe me, I don't have to... Face the difficulties.”

Everyone was relieved to see that the young Marquis was so self-aware.

In the afternoon, Chang San still had to go to the front yard to order Mao. When he came back in the evening, the family finished their meal and talked for a while. Chang San asked everyone to have a rest.

Here Duan Tingxuan and Su wennuan returned to the room, sat on the bed and talked for a while, and suddenly there was a thin tinkling bell from the corner of the bed. Su wennuan was startled, jumped up and looked around, wondering, ”what sound?”

”Secret signal.” Duan Tingxuan said with a smile, and then took Su wennuan and asked her to sit back on the bed. Then he put down the bed curtain and blew out the candle. Then he didn't know where to press, he saw that the narration wall beside the bed quietly opened a gap. There was light in it, and it was a stone step directly underground.

”I'll go!” Su wennuan couldn't help shouting. The secret way was originally thought to be worn into inspirational novels. It grew and developed in Meiyue building. Unexpectedly, a thunder fire changed to the house fight scene. Then, when I went to Jiangnan, it became an ancient spy war drama. Unexpectedly, there was a secret way meeting at this time. This is a bridge often used in martial arts films. What kind of novel did I cross into Ah? This time travel is too economical.

While thinking, he carefully followed Duan Tingxuan through a long underground secret road. At the end, there was a spacious secret room. There was no gorgeous arrangement in the TV play, but candles were burning on the four walls, a round table in the middle, four stone stools, and a few snacks and a group of tea sets were placed on the table.

At this time, there was a young man in white sitting on the round stool. He was about the same age as Duan Tingxuan. He had sword eyebrows and stars. He was tall and handsome. Half of his hair was tied in a bun with a white jade hairpin, and the other half was scattered. He had a somewhat free and easy temperament, which was very in line with Su wennuan's imagination of the hero of martial arts novels.

Seeing them coming, the young man stood up, arched his hands and said with a smile: ”after years of parting, the son of the world is still elegant. Congratulations...”

Before he finished, Duan Tingxuan impatiently interrupted him. He waved and said, ”come on, don't do this. I've only seen you in the capital during the Chinese New Year. If you don't have a son, just call me Tingxuan according to the old rules. This is your sister-in-law's wife.”

The young man in white stiffened for a moment, and then said with a black face: ”I'm not taking care of my image in front of my sister-in-law's wife for fear of scaring her? Why don't you have the demeanor of a noble son? Is it such a virtue in the house?”

”Hehe, I'm more casual than this in the house. I don't believe you ask warm.” the reason is that in front of a foreign man, you shouldn't directly say your wife's name. It can be seen that Duan Tingxuan has a deep relationship with the man in front of him.

”Really?” the young man in white wondered, ”why do I always think you are not so casual? Is it my illusion?”

”It's not an illusion.” Duan Tingxuan said seriously, ”I'm really not a casual person, but I'm not a casual person.”