Chapter 37: Spicy Strips Disturbance (2/2)

And he could only watch helplessly at Baili Yu approached, bent his waist to pick up the food box, then open it with incomparable grace.

Glancing inside, Baili Yu knitted his brows, a trace of puzzlement streaking through his ocean-like pupils. What is this?

Red things that were made into strips? Made with shredded carrots? Is it sweet? Sour?

The faint scent of fragrance was unique and exotic, incessantly taunting his taste buds. Baili Yu swept his gaze in a circle. Finally at the bottom of the food box, he found a pair of chopsticks.

“Master.” Ye Chuan panted a sound, and still couldn’t’ help but warn Baili Yu, “It really can’t be eaten.”

“If I disdained you guys, I would have had you all killed way earlier.” Ye Chuan tried to stop him several times so Baili Yu’s expression started to get a bit annoyed. He thought Ye Chuan was having qualms regarding the master and servant relationship and said moodily, “Isn’t it just eating the same dish, it’s not as if we haven’t shared a dish before in the past.”

This, this really isn’t what he means! Ye Chuan wished he could just send himself a slap. How is his mouth this dumb?! If he truly said straight out that it was a hot pepper dish Meng Yu made, he was afraid Master would immediately punish Meng Yu… But if he didn’t say it and Master ate it, then he’ll definitely know that this is hot pepper and Meng Yu would still be punished!

What should he do?

Ye Chuan was extremely torn.

Baili Yu didn’t pay attention to Ye Chuan’s internal struggle and picked up a piece of spicy strip. Meng Yu has fallen sick, so this may possibly be his very last bite of a dish. Maybe he should go to Azure Water Valley to ask that old man to help look at Meng Yu. Like this, perhaps she’ll be able to recover faster.

As he was thinking, the spicy strip had already approached his mouth.

The rich fragrant spices attacked his nose, as if it carried a hook. If it weren’t for the fact Baili Yu had strong self-control, he would have involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

At that moment, he couldn’t help but be curious. What exactly would this taste like? He felt that it was a bit familiar, and also very foreign. But the one thing is definite: it’s very very fragrant…

Let’s eat.

The moment Baili Yu opened his mouth, everyone present held their breath. Their eyes didn’t even blink as they watched that super spicy spicy strip slowly being sent into Baili Yu’s mouth.

The moment he closed his mouth, there was a brief stillness.

Just as everyone wanted to cover their eyes and prepare themselves to receive Baili Yu’s explosion of anger, he actually smiled. A spring wind brushing past a mountain type of smile, light and mild, “Meng Yu’s cooking skills really are just improving phenomenally, not bad, not bad.”

With a few steps he walked to Ye Chuan’s side, “You, are also very not bad.”

And then he very lightly threw the food box to Ye Chuan. His expression once again returned to tranquility. It was just that those pair of peach blossom eyes were clearly starting to turn red, and they even seemed to be carrying some watery waves.

It was a shame, but everyone present was completely confused by him so they didn’t notice.

When they returned to their senses, how could Baili Yu still be waiting there?

“Leader, Master seems to have praised you.” Someone said.

There was also someone that questioned it, “Master was probably speaking in opposites. Who doesn’t know that Master fears eating hot pepper the most?”

“That’s true… How strange… It was that spicy, but Master didn’t seem to have any reaction at all?”

“Could it be that he suddenly wasn’t afraid anymore?”

“That’s not completely impossible. When I was little I was also afraid of eating spicy things, but just now when I ate this, it seemed like I wasn’t scared anymore.”

The person who spoke first interjected: “This stuff is seriously good though. Why didn’t Meng Yu jie ever make it before?”

“Shoo, Master doesn’t even eat spicy things, what would Meng Yu jie make this for ah!?”

“Then why did she make it today?”

Everyone went silent.

That’s right ah, Master never eats spicy things. What did Meng Yu make this for? She had nothing to do so she looked for trouble?

Ye Chuan stared at the spicy strips in his hand for a while, before faintly speaking: “Perhaps, this wasn’t made by Meng Yu.”

To say this wasn’t completely without basis. For one, Meng Yu was also born in Nanchuan so usually, other than sweet and sour, she wouldn’t make dishes with any other taste, much less touch spice. Even though she had great culinary skills, she only knew how to cook in Nanchuan’s local flavor.

And it was precisely because of this ability to cook in Nanchuan’s local flavor that Meng Yu was valued by Master. That’s why, even if she got sick to the point her brain got muddled, it was still not possible that she would do something this stupid to destroy her own reputation.

In addition, this food’s taste was way too different from what Meng Yu usually makes. It seemed to be some other region’s flavor. Cough… but from where he couldn’t tell by the taste.

And even more importantly, hot pepper isn’t a seasoning that can be commonly found. It’s not something you can just casually buy.

Master doesn’t eat spicy foods, so the kitchen never prepared this seasoning before. As the cook, even if Meng Yu is given money she wouldn’t be able to buy this hot pepper ah!

Since it wasn’t Meng Yu who made it, then who was it that made it?

Why would Meng Yu bring something that someone else made to master?

Ye Chuan racked his brain for a long time but still couldn’t figure it out. What exactly was Meng Yu aiming for, doing this? At this time this moment, he can only stare at this box and silently send a prayer. Hopefully Baili Yu will, on the basis that this thing is out of the common run, not pursue it. No matter what, please don’t investigate…

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Credits: Translated by Chiyomira, Edited by Ocelot

[Chiyomira’s Corner]

Moral of story? Don’t piss off your family’s cook!

E/N :

C: Is there a better word for ‘haahoo’? The Chinese pinyin is xiliu.

O: Keep it. Haahoo is the language of hot spices and hot pot..

C: Lols. Readers, if you have any suggestions, I’m all eyes! Otherwise I’ll keep going with hahahohos~

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