Although Cao Li and Chen Fansheng lost the game, the villagers' enthusiasm for Cao Li remained undiminished.

Knowing that he was leaving, the villagers came to see him off, so the second match of the autumn event rematch was also postponed by one day.

Wen Hai cleaned up the kitchen and returned to the study, and Wen Sheng was also in the study.

Wen Sheng lives in the study, and there is naturally a table in the study that he uses to write and read, but the person who manages the study is Wen Hai, so there is also a table in the study that Wen Hai uses to read and write.

At this moment, Wen Sheng sat in front of Wen Hai's desk, looking down at a book spread out on the table, and there were still two books piled up in his hand.

Wen Hai walked over and saw that it was the three books that Xiao Yin borrowed last time.

Although Wensheng used the wrong table, Wenhai would not disturb people when others were reading, and when he was about to turn around and sit down in front of Wensheng's table, he only heard Wensheng ask him: "Wenhai, what book did the children of the Yuan family borrow from you today?"

Wen Hai looked puzzled: "Huh? He didn't ask me to borrow a book! ”

Seeing him like this, Wen Sheng raised the book in his hand and smiled: "I saw him with you today, and I thought he was here to borrow a book from you!"

He raised the book in his hand and said, "This book seems a little obscure to me, I didn't expect him to borrow this kind of book to read, so I'm curious what kind of book he will borrow."

He then asked, "He didn't ask you to borrow books, so what did he ask you for?"

It seemed to be an unintentional question, full of curiosity and casualness, Wen Hai didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "He didn't come to me to borrow books, he came to me for help!"

Wen Sheng laughed: "What does he need your help with?"

Wen Hai also smiled: "I said it wrong, it wasn't him who came to me for help, it was the brocade who came to me for help, and he came with the brocade."

"Tapestry?" Wen Sheng frowned, "Is the brocade in trouble?" ”

Wen Hai waved his hand: "No, no!"

He glanced at Wen Sheng.

Wen Sheng said casually: "If there is anything, you just say it, our senior brother has been all these years, don't you know me?"

Wen Hai nodded and smiled, "I knew you wouldn't mind!"

"Brocade told me that if I win the lottery tomorrow, let me not choose Chen Fansheng as my opponent."

He didn't know the rumors that were pervading the village, just that it was a simple game to entertain the public.

This is the first time he has participated in autumn activities, and he just wants to compete with his senior brother Wensheng like other senior brothers.

Wen Sheng knew him too well, and he could see his thoughts at a glance.

He smiled the same way he did, showing that he didn't mind at all, as if he was just taking the fall event as entertainment.

But in fact, he minded very much!

"Did you promise her?" He asked very casually.

Wen Hai nodded happily: "Well, I agreed!" Not to mention whether I can draw lots, Brocade has never asked me for help, I must help with her help, besides, she also handed me over to make porridge, which is delicious! ”

"Wenhai, can you cook?" Wen Sheng showed surprise and joy.

Wen Hai smiled happily: "I also think it's incredible, maybe the method given to me by the brocade is too simple!"

He felt that it didn't seem good to say this, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, it should be thanks to the brocade for teaching, otherwise the method is simple, if the brocade doesn't tell me the secret recipe, I won't!"

"What kind of porridge is it, I'm curious!" Wen Sheng showed exaggerated curiosity.

In fact, he was not curious at all, although the cooking skills of the brocade were good, they were not comparable to him, and they did not reach such a pompous point.

Wen Hai packed the ticket and said: "Wensheng, you are curious, it's not that I'm exaggerating, this secret porridge of brocade can compare your cooking skills!"

People who usually eat and sleep together and grow up together since childhood, it doesn't hurt to tell this kind of truth in a normal tone, Wensheng doesn't feel anything, but he doesn't believe it either.

In fact, just now I only saw Cao Zhijin's method of making porridge, and he has not yet used it, and at this moment there is a person who is curious, and he is eager to try.

"I'll do it, I'll give you a taste, and you'll know!" Before he finished speaking, he ran to the East Courtyard with the sweet glutinous grass left for him by Cao Zhijin.

About half an hour later, Wen Hai walked in with a jar of fragrant porridge.

Wen Sheng only smelled this fragrance, and knew that he was indeed inferior.

When he tasted the porridge again, he understood that it was not only inferior, but also that there was no comparison at all.

His cooking skills have a strong purpose, that is, life, so the smell of fireworks is too heavy, but the porridge at hand is medicinal food, it is as pure as a dream, but it is much more sincere than a dream!

"How is this done?" He was amazed at this!

Wen Hai took out the last remaining sweet glutinous grass and said: "This is sweet glutinous grass, the brocade is said to be a kind of herb that consumes food and nourishes the stomach, and the juice it boils out is more authentic than any kind of seasoning on the market, and it is the best medicinal material for eating!" I just added this to the porridge to make this flavor. ”

Wen Sheng took the sweet glutinous grass, looked at the inconspicuous herbs in his hand, and asked strangely, "When did the brocade understand this?"

Wen Hai was not surprised and said: "I don't understand the brocade, but Chen Fansheng does!" Brocade told me that it was normal for him to know that he didn't do farm work and made a living by selling herbs. ”

"Brocade has lived with mortals for so long, isn't it unusual for me to understand some things?"

"Yes, Chen Fansheng is amazing!" Wen Sheng chuckled lightly, let go of his hand, and the sweet glutinous grass in his hand fell to the ground.

Wen Hai just listened to him praise Chen Fansheng and didn't pay attention for a while, and when he saw the sweet glutinous grass falling to the ground, he was distressed.

"Oh, senior brother, be careful, I only have so much!" He exclaimed, but it was a pity that some of the thin rods on the ground were broken, and there was no blame.

Wen Sheng glanced at him with high eyes and said "I'm sorry".

The tone was full of great apologies, but there was no apologetic look on his face.

Wen Hai only cared about picking up sweet glutinous grass and didn't find it.

Wen Sheng said: "I just suddenly remembered something, I was so excited!"

"What's the matter?" Wen Hai carefully wrapped the sweet glutinous grass he picked up with a suitable piece of paper and asked curiously.

Wen Sheng was the most confident person in the academy, he had always been much more stable than other disciples when it came to things, and he had rarely seen him so excited.

Wen Sheng thought about it and shook his head.

"Forget it, don't talk about things without evidence."

Wen Hai was interested, but he didn't say anything about it, where was Wen Hai willing to give up?

He hurriedly begged him: "Say it quickly, since it is a matter without evidence, I don't take it so seriously, just satisfy my curiosity!"

Wen Sheng seemed to fall into memory, and said uncertainly: "Chen Fansheng seems to be also a disciple of the teacher!"