MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 33 Who are you

  Chapter 33 Who are you

  Pale complexion, sharp eyebrows, he is a very young and handsome man.

  The appearance is fair, but he is a thief.

  Luo Sheng frowned and wanted to look away, but the other party suddenly opened his eyes.

  His eyes are like paint, bottomless.

  At this moment, every hair on Luo Sheng's hair stood on end in shock.

  However, the more nervous she is, the more she can perform supernaturally. Instead of hindering her movements, her fear made her raise her sleeves like lightning, and the chili noodles hidden in her sleeves were thrown out.

   A muffled hum full of pain came.

  Luo Sheng was relieved when he heard it, but seeing Xiuyue retreating again and again, she got up in a panic and ran away.

  Luo Sheng froze for a moment and started to chase.

  Of course she couldn't let Xiuyue run away like this.

  The sea of ​​people is vast, and she can only stay in Nanyang City for a short time. Once she misses Xiuyue tonight, it may be impossible to find her again.

  But she couldn't speak to stop Xiuyue, lest the man in black remember her voice.

  Xiuyue ran very fast, and without much effort, she ran to the bottom of a certain section of the wall and disappeared.

  Luo Sheng followed closely, pushed aside the weeds half a person's height, and suddenly found a hole.

   No wonder Xiuyue sneaked into the palace quietly.

  Luo Sheng leaned over and got out of the hole in the wall, keenly aware of the strong wind coming, so he hurried to hide aside.

  Xiuyue, who was holding a wooden stick, realized that she had missed nothing, threw the wooden stick, turned around and ran away.

  Luo Sheng's lips moved, but he still swallowed the shout, and speeded up to catch up.

  The night was very deep, and she could hear the gradually heavy and disordered breathing of the person in front of her.

  The distance between the two gradually narrowed, and when Luo Sheng reached out to reach the corner of Xiuyue's clothes, Xiuyue suddenly rushed into a private house and closed the courtyard door forcefully.

  Luo Sheng held the wooden door with one hand, preventing the courtyard door from closing completely.

  Xiuyue gradually couldn't stand it anymore, big drops of sweat rolled down from her forehead, and said with difficulty: "You, why are you chasing me?"

  Luo Sheng didn't answer. Taking advantage of Xiuyue's question, he pushed open the courtyard door and sneaked in, and locked the door from the inside.

  Xiuyue picked up the **** standing in the corner and put it in front of her body, and warned sharply: "If you don't leave, I will do it!"

  Luo Sheng adjusted his breathing slightly, took out the gem-encrusted dagger and played with it in his hand: "You can't beat me."

  The gemstones are bright, the dagger is sharp, and the woman who hides her face with a black scarf and only reveals a pair of eyes shows ease all over her body.

  Xiuyue gradually despaired, her hands were trembling and she almost couldn't hold the **** steadily.

  Luo Sheng looked around and asked, "Is this your home?"

  Xiuyue stared at Luo Sheng, without saying a word.

  Luo Sheng sniffed, and there was a sour smell of bean dregs in the air.

   "You sell tofu for a living? Well, it should be tofu..."

  Xiuyue couldn't help but ask, "Who the **** are you, and what's the purpose of chasing me?"

  Luo Sheng took a deep look at Xiuyue.

  Xiuyue's head was covered with a cloth scarf, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

   Those were a pair of familiar yet unfamiliar eyes.

   "Who is that man?" Luo Sheng asked.

  Xiuyue was taken aback for a moment, feeling terrified at the thought of the man in black who suddenly appeared behind her.

   "He's eyeing you, maybe he's heard your words, and he'll come here soon."

  Xiuyue froze on the spot, desperate from the inside out.

  Compared to the despair brought to her by the man in black, what made her even more desperate was the mysterious woman in front of her.

  The man in black could at most find this place, but this woman is standing in her yard now!

   "Who is that person? And who are you?" Xiuyue asked tremblingly.

  She could hardly imagine the consequences of those words being heard by others, but she didn't have the ability to kill people.

   She is indeed the stupidest of the princess's four maids.

  Luo Sheng shook his head: "I don't know who that person is. As for me—"

  She wandered towards the house and left a sentence: "I'm going to make a dish."

  Seeing Luo Sheng's back disappearing at the door of the house, Xiuyue still couldn't react.

  She asked who the other party was, and the other party actually said that she wanted to make a dish?

   Could it be that the mysterious woman chasing after her is a lunatic?

   With curiosity and fear, Xiuyue followed.

  The stove is in the main room, Luo Sheng looked it over, pointed to the tofu cubes stacked on the dustpan beside him, and said to Xiuyue who followed in a very familiar tone: "I use tofu to make a dish, you come to light the fire."

  Until Xiuyue squatted in front of the stove and added firewood to it, she couldn't figure out how she started to light the fire.

  Maybe the other party told her to look too much like a princess, maybe... Maybe what, she couldn't tell.

  Xiuyue watched Luo Sheng's actions while lighting the fire.

  Luo Sheng seemed to have forgotten the existence of other people. After cleaning his hands, he kneaded the tofu with salt, pepper powder and other condiments until the tofu paste became sticky, then added a little chopped green onion and mixed well to form a ball with a uniform shape.

  Xiuyue involuntarily opened her eyes wide, showing an expression of disbelief.

  Why does the other party act so like a princess when cooking?

  Why does the other party make tofu balls?

  That's right, she has already seen that what the mysterious woman wants to do is tofu balls.

   Tofu dumplings are not Nanyang snacks, but a cook who fled from Qiancheng entered the palace with this dish and taught it to the princess.

  The palace was overthrown on that day, and the cook kept by the palace was also not spared. She survived by selling tofu nao for a living, but she never dared to make this tofu dumpling.

  She was afraid that the people in the palace would find any clues and cut the weeds and root them out.

  But the woman in black in front of me is actually making tofu garden!

  Luo Sheng glanced at Xiuyue, and reminded: "The fire should be higher, and the oil temperature for fried tofu **** should be high, otherwise they won't be shaped."

   "Yes." Xiuyue subconsciously responded, and then was taken aback.

The oil temperature has risen, Luo Sheng put the tofu **** into the pan, and immediately took out the **** when they saw the rapid expansion and shape. When the oil temperature dropped to only 70% hot, they continued to fry until the **** floated on the oil surface, then picked up and put them in the pan. Put it on the plate, and the tofu **** are fried.

   Of course, it is hard to say whether it will be successful or not.

  Luo Sheng picked up a round ball with bamboo chopsticks and shook it lightly, and there was a sound immediately inside.

   "It's done!" It was Xiuyue who shouted these words.

The most difficult thing about tofu **** is here. When they are cooked, they are just plain solid balls, but after they are out of the pan, they become hollow, with soy milk flowing inside, and then dipped in the prepared sauce, they are hot and crispy. The fat dumplings with smooth soy milk taste so wonderful.

   Before Luo Sheng could speak, Xiuyue picked up a ball, lifted the cloth towel off her face and bit off half of it.

"Mashed bean curd should be left for an hour before being kneaded into **** and served in the pot. Now it tastes a little bit alkaline, and the taste is not good." Luo Sheng said as he passed the prepared dipping sauce, and said calmly, "It doesn't taste like eating tofu **** directly. You can try it with dipping sauce. I put a few more drops of vinegar. I think you will like it..."

  Xiuyue couldn't hear the words behind Luo Sheng, half of the tofu **** caught on the chopsticks fell off, she stared straight at Luo Sheng and asked, "You, who are you?"

  (end of this chapter)