Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 437 - 15: Men and Women Working Together, Less Tiring Work

Although canned meat is technically ready to eat upon opening, it can be quite a torment to consume without heating it first.

It’s only children from poor families, with not a single drop of oil in their bellies, who would treasure it like gold. When you find yourself desiring a bite of even a mosquito’s leg, you don’t have much room to be picky.

The same applies to those unfortunate souls who can’t sleep at night due to hunger, and upon opening the fridge find it completely empty. At such times, pickled vegetable strips paired with canned meat can taste like Spanish Iberico ham.

The other method of consumption is more straightforward—just heat it, fry it, or add it to instant noodles or stew.

As the water in the pot began to boil, Wang Yunxiao opened the can while watching Li Mumu chopping Chinese cabbage on the cutting board.

He always worried that Eldest Miss Li would inadvertently chop her fingers off into the pot.

However, the fact was that Li Mumu had impressive knife skills, which even seemed to possess an elegant beauty.

But... should you, a young lady who has always had everything done for her, really possess this kind of skill?

It’s just chopping vegetables, not dismembering a body, what’s so surprising about that?

Li Mumu responded to Wang Yunxiao’s shocked expression with an indifferent cold sneer.

An ignorant bumpkin.

"You’re quite good at chopping vegetables..."

Wang Yunxiao pursed his lips, honestly unsure of how to praise her.

"Isn’t this a basic life skill that girls should learn?"

Li Mumu said with a stiff face, feigning modesty, "I heard that girls in our country have to learn how to cook and do needlework from a young age. I’m slightly confident in cooking, but I’m really bad at sewing."

Can’t sew a bridal gown.

Wang Yunxiao thought that it was good enough that she could cook. When he had first arrived here, how could he expect a girl to cook when ordering takeout without getting a stomachache was already more than enough to be grateful for?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, whoever marries you is going to be very fortunate."

"I never said I would cook for a man!"

Isn’t cooking for oneself good enough?

Li Mumu glanced at the water in the pot and then decisively poured a basinful of Chinese cabbage into it.

They were supposed to make Chinese cabbage stew with potatoes and canned meat, but neither Li Mumu nor Wang Yunxiao wanted to peel the potatoes, so they tacitly ignored them.

Peeling potatoes in the dead of night, they would have been exhausted.

Wang Yunxiao tossed over a chunk of canned meat, and Li Mumu chopped it into slices with a few swift chops before sending it into the pot, their coordination seamless and work efficiency greatly improved.

By the time Jiang Xiuyun arrived with a few female soldiers, the food in the pot was already cooked.

"Sorry to trouble you young kids," she apologized.

Jiang Xiuyun was taken aback by the steaming pot of food, her eyes rounding in amazement. She had only been delayed upstairs for a bit, and including the time it took to call for assistance, it couldn’t have been more than twenty minutes. Had the two of them already finished cooking the meal?

What kind of supernatural cooking talent was this? Are all Mr. Zhou’s students this terrifying?

Who are you calling kids!

Wang Yunxiao was miffed, but given that this older sister appeared to be well into her thirties, or almost forty, referring to him as a kid really wasn’t an issue.

Li Mumu whispered softly, "We still haven’t added any salt..."

"It’s okay, leave the rest to us. It’s gotten so late, you both should head back and rest," she said.

Jiang Xiuyun pulled out two wax paper packages from her pocket and handed them to Wang Yunxiao and Li Mumu with a smile, "Thank you."

Wang Yunxiao received the wax paper package, weighed it in his hand, and judging by the feel and weight, it seemed to be biscuits.

They really do treat us like little kids.

He turned his head to look at Li Mumu and noticed that the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, as if she was not too pleased.

Right, she almost forgot that she had wanted to eat hotpot just now.

But at this time, having received someone else’s gift, she felt even more embarrassed to ask.

So Wang Yunxiao took the initiative and said, "Could we take away a bowl of hot soup?"

Jiang Xiuyun was startled for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Of course, you are the guests, why are you being so polite with us?"

Wang Yunxiao took an empty tin can, filled it with soup, gave Li Mumu a look, and walked outside.

When they passed those female soldiers, Wang Yunxiao heard someone whisper with a laugh, "The little brother really knows how to take care of his wife..."

It was the same person who had spoken on the stairs just before.

Wang Yunxiao stopped in his tracks and said seriously, "We’re classmates, not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."

He didn’t care, but such jokes could harm Eldest Miss Li’s reputation... even though her running away from home to live at school might have already harmed her reputation in the eyes of outsiders.

But you can’t just throw in the towel and let people gossip, or the rumors could turn into who knows what.

Zhou Qing was a case in point.

However, this time he was facing female soldiers from beyond the Great Wall.

The sister who spoke just now counterattacked on the spot, "I find you quite amusing, little fellow. If the girl doesn’t sleep and spends the middle of the night cooking with you, she must fancy you, or she owes you money she can’t repay and is working like a slave for you, right? If you said you were siblings, that’d be one thing, but classmates? My oh my... I think you’re putting on an act!"

Jiang Xiuyun banged the ladle forcefully, "What nonsense are you spouting! Do you think you, Li Sixi, have the right to say that? You’ve had someone cook for you, and you’re still making fun of her, do you believe I’ll make you eat insoles tonight?"

After scolding her own subordinate, she turned to Wang Yunxiao and waved her hand, "You guys go quickly, don’t stoop to her level. She’s crazy, I’ll lecture her later!"

Wang Yunxiao, pulling Li Mumu, ran out of the cafeteria to the dining hall, his head still buzzing.

Those sisters from the Northeast were too fierce, each with a voice like thunder, shaking his head till it hurt.

Li Mumu, her face red, dared not speak. Wang Yunxiao had been cut down, and she feared that if she said anything, they would jab the words right into her lungs.

Wang Yunxiao handed her the chopsticks and said softly, "Eat quickly before it gets cold and loses its taste."

While at it, he unwrapped the oil paper package to have a look.

It wasn’t compressed biscuits, but butter cookies, not as fragrant as the pastries sold by Guozi, but you could still smell the butter.

Li Mumu picked up the tin can, blew on the hot soup inside, and saw Wang Yunxiao push the cookies towards her.

"You take it and eat."

"I have some, too."

"I’m giving them all to you."

"Aren’t you going to save some for Little Gourd?"

"I’ll buy her some more later."

"You better not!"

Li Mumu thought to herself, how could that be the same? You really don’t understand a girl’s subtleties at all, you straight-laced guy. If Little Gourd sees these cookies tomorrow morning, won’t she go crazy?

"I’m not lacking anything to eat; better you give it to your younger brothers and sisters."

Li Mumu pulled out a piece of cookie and pushed the rest back to Wang Yunxiao.

She topped a slice of luncheon meat on the cookie, blew on it a couple of times, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Ahhh—

Replenishing carbs in the wee hours has its own kind of bliss.

Of course, luncheon meat counts as carbs, doesn’t it?