My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 288 - 226 Opening the Door to a New World (Thanks to "Eggplant Tastes Good" Brother for the Q Reading Alliance Leader!)_2

Chapter 288: Chapter 226 Opening the Door to a New World (Thanks to "Eggplant Tastes Good" Brother for the Q Reading Alliance Leader!)_2

Zhao Rong curled his lips and glanced at Yu Huaijin, who had just accepted the cucumber; she finally deigned to extend a little of her long-hidden pale, delicate hand from her sleeve.

Zhao Rong felt somewhat relieved, thankful that his own Qing Jun and little one were not such dull women; sometimes, they would even boldly spit out the term "bookworm" at him in private.

He wondered which unfortunate soul would end up marrying this "log."

However, logically speaking, there should be no one willing, but...

The image of Brother Han from the Cultivation Hall, with his handsome face, flashed through Zhao Rong’s mind, and he turned to look at Jia Tengying, who was gazing brightly at Yu Huaijin.

With a smile playing on his lips, Zhao Rong thought, This "log" has competitors too? Cough, Brother Han, Brother Teng Ying, do your best.

Little did Yu Huaijin suspect that someone was arranging her so in his mind; however, even if she knew, her expression would probably remain calm, without uttering a word.

At that moment, Yu Huaijin looked down at the cucumber in her hand. Her translucent hand formed a stark contrast against the verdant cucumber, which seemed about to drip its vibrant hue onto her skin.

Lifting her eyelids slightly, her eyes held a hint of curiosity as she examined it closely again.

Yu Huaijin suddenly looked up and asked, "What is beauty?"

In recent days at Shuaixing Hall, Zhao Rong had occasionally let slip some strange vocabulary and phrases, which she had heard. Being curious and scholarly, Yu Huaijin seized the moment to inquire directly upon hearing an unfamiliar term.

Zhao Rong raised an eyebrow, "It means to enhance your beauty, and can also refer to someone with a very beautiful appearance."

At this point, he gazed at the lady before him, blinked, and spoke seriously, "Here, it refers to the former meaning, to make Senior Yu look even more beautiful."

"Oh." Yu Huaijin responded calmly, her eyes narrowing slightly as the flicker of interest that initially sparked in her eyes faded completely.

The stoic woman’s expression remained unchanged, her eyes as still as ancient wells, untouched by the potential beautifying effect of the item.

Yu Huaijin felt somewhat melancholic.

She looked down, lifted her hand gracefully, and took a small bite.

In an instant.

Between her teeth and lips, there came a crisp sound.

The fresh and cool flavor burst upon her palate.

Her eyes brightened slightly, like a dry autumn pond reflecting a vividly beautiful peony, suddenly lighting up the entire pond.

Yu Huaijin gently tugged at the corners of her lips, a very slight movement, yet unmistakably savoring a few more bites.

Refreshing and sweet, light and subtle, yet it seemed to carry the essence of an autumn morning, cool and clear.

This was the taste and texture she enjoyed.

Yu Huaijin immediately looked down again, slightly parting her lips to take another small bite, maintaining decorum without showing her teeth.

She squinted her eyes, chewing slowly, savoring every bit carefully.

Just then.

Crack————

A soft sound still managed to escape.

The movement at the corners of Yu Huaijin’s lips paused abruptly; she was already biting very lightly when the crisp sound still unavoidably emerged.

A woman who always adhered strictly to rituals, with a slight frown, hesitated for a moment... yet she continued tugging at the corners of her lips, the movement even lighter, almost imperceptible.

Seemly aware of the gazes of those around her.

Yu Huaijin’s throat moved very slightly, then she looked up, raising her hand slightly with the cucumber and declared, "Excellent."

Her expression was serious, and her tone was certain, as if critiquing a cucumber was a grave matter to be treated with earnestness.

As always, she was old-fashioned and stern.

However, at this moment, Yu Huaijin’s bright gaze was also quite different from the usual tranquility, which was very rare.

Zhao Rong, Jia Tengying, and Fan Yushu looked at each other.

Their eyes were somewhat widened, evidently surprised that a mere cucumber from the mountain could evoke such a reaction in Yu Huaijin, making this senior of Shuaixing Hall seem as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"Ahem," Zhao Rong coughed lightly, exchanging glances with the others.

He looked at Yu Huaijin and chuckled, certainly not telling her that this item could also open doors to some other new worlds, and Zhao Rong was sure if he dared to tell her the truth in poor taste, he definitely would not be able to leave East Fence Small House on his feet. Perhaps he would even be eradicated by Yu Huaijin under the pretext of acting on Heaven’s behalf.

"If Senior Yu likes the cucumbers from East Fence Small House, you can take some back. We may not have other things, but cucumbers we have plenty of here. Right, Brother Tengying?"

Next to him, an already excitedly rubbing-hands Jia Tengying nodded vehemently. As soon as Zhao Rong finished speaking, he did not even wait for Yu Huaijin to react and darted off to pick cucumbers from the vegetable garden.

Zhao Rong’s lips twitched as he watched Jia Tengying’s hopping and skipping figure, sighing in his heart, feeling even less optimistic about him.

Zhao Rong shook his head, coming back to his senses, and watched Yu Huaijin meticulously eating the cucumber with a serious expression and refined manners.

Zhao Rong chuckled, "Senior Yu, cucumbers should be eaten this way. You won’t experience the pleasure of taste like that."

With that, he took the half-eaten cucumber in his hand, took a big bite, and chewed noisily, the crisp sound clear.

As Yu Huaijin calmly ate this novel food, her expression slightly froze. For outsiders like Zhao Rong, however, she still looked expressionless, always wearing a stern face, so a slight freeze looked just like her unsmiling face, hardly distinguishable between the two.

Yu Huaijin squinted at Zhao Rong, who was eating casually, with a radiant smile and dazzling white teeth, and pursed her lips.

She went quiet for a while, gently shaking her head, not mimicking Zhao Rong’s method. However, influenced by someone’s crunching sound, the movement of her lips unwittingly grew wider, and she no longer feared making a crisp sound while chewing the cucumber.

While eating, Zhao Rong glanced at Yu Huaijin and after waiting a moment, seeing that the timing was almost right, he spoke with a sincere smile.

"Senior Yu, this item is not only to be eaten directly; there are also tastier ways to enjoy it."

Zhao Rong’s eyes sparkled, pausing his words, keeping her in suspense.

Yu Huaijin looked calmly at him for a while, and finally asked softly, "What methods?"

Zhao Rong’s smile grew even brighter, showing off his neat white teeth, "Like a cucumber salad. First, peel and smash the cucumber, place it in a bowl, then add some garlic paste, chili, and salt. Mix well, and finally add fried peanuts... mix again... garnish with cilantro to enhance the aroma..."

After such a lengthy explanation, Zhao Rong himself became drooly. He slightly tilted his head back, sighing, "Sss... that taste."

Zhao Rong glanced at Yu Huaijin and coughed twice.

However, Yu Huaijin, after seriously listening to his words, although her gaze brightened somewhat, just focused on looking at him without responding or requesting him to make it.

Zhao Rong could no longer hold back, feeling the timing was almost right, and looked at her earnestly.

"Senior Yu, the ingredients for cucumber salad are not available here and are somewhat hard to find, but if you would like to try it, I definitely must make it. This is my undeniable responsibility as a student at Shuaixing Hall. If I can’t relieve your worries, then I must at least attend to your culinary ones.

So, I’ll step out briefly to buy some ingredients and come right back. Ahem, you should remove this cumbersome formation in the meantime, and when I bring back the ingredients, I’ll make the cucumber salad for you. What do you think?"

Zhao Rong looked at her with a genuine smile and candid eyes.

Yu Huaijin stared at him for a while, made no sound, and suddenly, she lowered her head to pull out a blue and white handkerchief, spread it open on her palm, placed the half-eaten cucumber in the center, soon folded the handkerchief carefully, and wrapped it up.

Yu Huaijin flipped her tiny hand, tucked it into her sleeve, and looked up.

Her face was expressionless.

"No."

"......." Zhao Rong.