CHAPTER 177: CHAPTER 177: HE JUST WANTED TO SPEND A LITTLE MORE TIME WITH HER

Tang Zan held the pill in his hand, trying to find something to say or do, just to be able to stay with Pei Shu’er a little longer.

"This medicine will probably affect recovery, or perhaps, it numbs the pain, right?"

Shu’er nodded.

Tang Zan said: "Then there’s no need for it. For those of us practicing martial arts, our senses are extremely keen, and taking too much might affect our judgment."

Pei Shu’er looked at Tang Zan with some surprise.

So that’s how particular those practicing martial arts are?

As a time traveler, she was still somewhat ignorant of such things, and she didn’t know.

Then she heard Tang Zan continue: "Just in case, you should watch over me here, after all, this hand cannot be treated carelessly."

After saying this, Tang Zan’s gaze was fixed intently on Pei Shu’er, waiting for her response.

Actually, that was his true intention.

But Pei Shu’er seemed to be reminded of something, and quickly spoke up.

"Good thing you reminded me, your father is the one who needs care the most, I’ll go check on him first."

After saying this, Pei Shu’er quickened her pace in packing up the medicine box, opened the door, and left.

Tang Zan: "..."

He just truly wanted Pei Shu’er to stay a little longer.

As for why, he didn’t want to delve into it.

Pei Shu’er went to check on Tang Peizhong, and after seeing that he was fine, she proceeded to the kitchen to cook.

All these people were big men, so relying on them to cook was unrealistic.

Not to mention, the food would need to be edible.

Just as she was about to enter the kitchen, she suddenly heard a commotion outside.

At this moment, Di Liu came in, hurriedly heading towards Tang Zan’s room.

Pei Shu’er asked: "What’s the matter?"

Di Liu said: "People are coming to search for the War King’s remaining followers, they just passed by."

They had been searching for several days, and Pei Shu’er was already accustomed to it.

This was the first time they came to the yard outside here.

Before the War King was beheaded, the Emperor had already dispatched troops outside the Capital to encircle it like an iron barrel.

Knowing they couldn’t escape, they hid in this yard.

Pei Shu’er said: "Let them hide."

Di Liu nodded but still went to seek instructions from Tang Zan, getting the same orders as Pei Shu’er’s.

At this moment, a pounding knock came on the door.

Pei Shu’er took out a mirror and added a few strokes to her face, now looking different from Mao Shiba, with an honest and simple appearance.

He opened the door, seeing those government officers, and made an appropriately surprised expression.

She respectfully said: "Dear Lords, may I ask what happened?"

The officers took out a token, saying in a deep voice: "Ordered to search for the War King’s remnants."

Pei Shu’er nodded, allowing the officers to come in.

"Yes, Lords, please search as you wish."

After all, the experts had all hidden themselves, so even if these officers searched, they wouldn’t find anything.

The officers rudely pushed open one door after another, searching each room.

Anything valuable they found was stuffed into their pockets right in front of Pei Shu’er.

After searching everywhere, they indeed found nothing but a few servants sweeping the yard.

The rooms were quickly searched with no trace of the War King found, and only then did the officers speak.

"Does this house have a cellar?"

Pei Shu’er nodded: "Yes, there is a cellar."

Speaking, Pei Shu’er hurriedly led them to the cellar.

The officers searched the cellar, only finding some pickles and cabbages, without even a shadow of a person.

And so, they all returned home together.

Only after these officers left did everyone emerge from another hidden tunnel.

Di Liu and Di Qi said: "How can there be a secret room in this house?"

Pei Shu’er smiled: "Since we are rescuing someone, we have to plan all escape routes carefully."

This house originally had no secret room.

After Pei Shu’er bought this house, the first thing she did was hire craftsmen to create a concealed secret room.

No need for anything elaborate, just concealed and unexpected.

And the War King, at the moment, was healing in another secret room.

After coming out, even Tang Zan admired Pei Shu’er.

In fact, Tang Zan also made secret rooms in his yard, he just didn’t expect Pei Shu’er’s thoughts to align with his own.

Pei Shu’er said: "What do you want to eat, I’ll cook for you."

Tang Zan said: "Some fried ribs, and make a small stir-fried meat, as well as braised pork, let Di Liu and Di Qi buy the ingredients."

Pei Shu’er nodded, added a few more dishes, wrote down the menu, and handed it to Di Liu and Di Qi, who quickly disappeared.

She headed towards the kitchen, needing to start cooking the rice first.

Tang Zan followed her in, and Pei Shu’er raised her eyebrows looking at him.

Tang Zan coughed lightly: "I came to help."

Ten minutes later, Pei Shu’er regretted it, she should not have allowed Tang Zan to come.

This Young Master had never done such things before, and now with one hand injured, his movements were even clumsier.

Seeing Tang Zan struggling, Pei Shu’er couldn’t help but laugh.

"Forget it, you go out, I can manage alone."

Tang Zan shook his head, stubbornly.

"Once I get used to it, I’ll be better."

Pei Shu’er held her forehead: "You can call your other men in to help."

Tang Zan thought about those men, they were all bachelors, if they found out his lady was so capable and attractive, who knows if they’d have improper thoughts.

More importantly, helping would mean inevitable physical contact.

Now, helping like this, he had already accidentally touched Pei Shu’er’s hand several times.

Soft and smooth, with a hint of fragrance.

Each time, his heart would uncontrollably race.

Seeing she couldn’t persuade Tang Zan, Pei Shu’er went out herself to find help.

Their tasks were simple, just picking and washing vegetables, then cutting them according to her instructions.

They worked quickly and skillfully, soon cutting the meat into cubes and slices, even chopping the ribs.

The old hen had been simmering early on.

Pei Shu’er made a few dishes, and while frying, everyone’s stomachs began to growl.

They had been hungry until now, because the rescue mission was too tense, followed by treating Tang Zan’s meridians.

After everything was done, it was already this hour.

Moreover, the smell was simply too enticing.

In those times, meals were mostly steamed or boiled, stir-frying was rare, and if they wanted a savory taste, they would just use more oil and salt.

Pei Shu’er had so many different ways to cook these dishes, stir-fry, quick-fry, sauté, fry, boil, pan-fry, braise, simmer, stew, steam, poach, broil, flavor, stir, marinate, roast, stew, freeze, candied, honeyed, smoked, rolled, slide, baked, she was capable of 26 ways of cooking, all expertly used.

Her seasonings weren’t simple either, she’d listed some on the menu earlier.

Chicken essence, a must-have seasoning, was brought from her space.

With chicken essence added, the flavors doubled.

People in ancient times had never seen such fancy cooking methods before.