The next day, Mr. Gong still had a long time after dark before he stepped into the house.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Uncle Jian, the old housekeeper who came to greet him, with a rare smile on his face. "What's the matter?" It was rare to see him so happy over the years, and Mr. Gong was quite surprised.

"Nothing, sir." Uncle Jian said as he glanced in the direction of the kitchen, "Have you had dinner, Miss Liang is ...... inside."

Before he could finish the rest of his sentence, he paused and turned into a smile on his face, and Mr. Gong was also surprised, handed him his coat, and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Before I got to the door, I heard the constant squeaking of two girls: "Ah, no, miss, it seems that the fried things can't be put in water!" This is Han Zhen's voice.

"What's wrong, potatoes have to be soaked in water before they can be fried!"

He couldn't help but smile as well, and the muscles of his face that had been stiff for too long suddenly relaxed. The house had been silent for so long that it seemed that it was only today that he remembered that there could still be a little fireworks here.

"Oh, the oil is smoking, you hurry up and get out of the way, it's not like this, do you understand it, don't you know how to look at it!" As soon as the words fell, I heard a loud "bang" in the kitchen, accompanied by the screams of two girls, "Ah-"

"It's over, Han Zhen, come and see, my face, my face!" This is Liang Chu's voice, with a crying voice, "It hurts!" I'm going to be disfigured! It's over~~"

Mr. Gong pushed open the door and walked in.

"Where's the splash? Come over and rinse it with ice water first. He said as he stepped forward to open the freezer for her and prepare to get the ice.

Seeing him come in, the two girls were stunned, Han Zhen respectfully called "sir", and then retreated sensibly.

Liang Chu covered half of his red cheeks, crying and mourning, "Here, and here, it hurts!" ”

He reluctantly handed the kettle mixed with ice cubes in front of her, "Hurry up and use this to flush, I'll ask people to find scald medicine." ”

"How can I rush, my face is still good, but this position on my neck is inconvenient!" She looked at him aggrievedly.

He sighed, "Come here, I'll do it for you." ”

She honestly leaned her face to the pool, holding a towel on her chest, and let Mr. Gong carry a large kettle to wash her burned.

"You see you're also a doctor, and you should remember these first aid methods better than I do. Be careful before you do something next time and don't always hurt yourself. You can't count on good luck every time, and the best of luck is not to put yourself in danger. He said this and that slowly, with a slight reproach in his tone, more like a big brother explaining to his sister uneasily.

She listened obediently, with an "um" from time to time. The two of them were very close to each other, because of the sideways face, I could see the thin waist of the gentleman, and although he was wearing a shirt, he could still see a slight rise and fall in his abdomen as he spoke.

She lowered her eyes weakly, but she couldn't help but sneak a glance again, as if it was the first time she was so close, and she was inexplicably a little flustered.

"Don't move." The voice above her head reminded her that she hurriedly closed her eyes and lowered her head, not daring to look again.

After a pot of water was flushed and she smeared herself with scalding medicine, the hot pain on her face was much better. "It won't leave a scar, will it?" She asked uncomfortably in the mirror, and after asking, she felt funny, she was a surgeon, and she actually asked such a stupid question.

Mr. Gong also laughed, girls are always stinky and beautiful, and they still don't feel at ease when they know what they know. So he smiled and comforted her: "No." Both doctors thought no, and of course not. ”

Liang Chu also laughed, his eyes were shining, and he looked at her embarrassedly and stuck out his tongue.

"Ahem. What were you doing, making this place look like an explosion site? He turned his head to look around, and the whole large kitchen could now only be described as miserable.

"I'm frying french fries!" Liang Chu energetically pointed to the pile of thick and fine, messy yellow objects in the pot and said. "And this one, I made the stewed brisket!"

Mr. Gong leaned forward and looked into the saucepan, and there was a pile of black and slimy objects, dry, without the appearance of any stew.

Liang Chu was embarrassed to put the lid on the pot, "It seems that there is less water, and it is a little mushy." But that's okay, I'll just add some water and cook it for a while! ”

Stir it up with water after it has been stewed? Can you still eat it? He made up for a moment, and hurriedly rescued the dish: "It's good like this, just pick a little bit of the noodles and taste it, I think those are enough, and I won't finish eating more." ”

"Really?" She looked at him suspiciously, "So a little bit is enough?" I didn't do much! ”

"Enough!" He looked at her with a sincere smile, "I ate late for lunch, and these are enough for the two of us." ”

It seems that I don't eat much, she thought about it, and happily picked up the beef on the plate.

Two dishes were served, one plate of paste, one plate of raw, Liang Chu rubbed his hands embarrassedly, "I, I've been in the school cafeteria for more than a year, and I probably still have some experience in cooking." It's just that the first time I tried it, it didn't look good, but the taste was ...... It should be fine...... Right? The more he spoke, the quieter he became, and at last he simply stopped talking, and watched as Mr. Gong took out a piece of black beef from one of the plates, looked at it, and then put it in his mouth.

"Okay, is it delicious?" She looked at him cautiously.

"Not bad." He smiled kindly, like a spring breeze in April, blowing through her joyful heart.

"Really?" She happily picked up the chopsticks and took a piece at the same time, "I think I still have a little talent in seasoning, and Uncle Wood said that if his daughter was as smart as me, he would have taught her how to cook......"

Before he could finish his boastful words, the rest was swallowed along with the dry piece of beef. "Sir...... Like, it doesn't seem to be delicious, is it? She looked at him pitifully, well, when Uncle Wood said that, he praised her for her quick movements and good delivery of spices......

Mr. Gong smiled, picked up the second piece, and glanced at her, "I think it's okay." Reminds me of ...... My mother's cooking. He blinked.

No way! The highest level of praising people's good cooking skills probably means that the other party's cooking is like his mother's craftsmanship, right? Liang Chu was so moved that he was about to cry!

"So, sir, what a ...... your childhood was It's really poignant......" She still has a little bit of self-knowledge.

"It's not very poignant." The gentleman swallowed the beef with great difficulty before he said, "Because my father cooks all the dishes in my house." ”

What the!

She was stunned for a moment, and then the two of them laughed together.

After eating the meal indiscriminately, there will naturally be a robot to collect and wash. Liang Chu walked out of the restaurant after his husband.

"Are you going up?" She asked, a little reluctant.

"I'll go to the study first, I still have some work to deal with."

"Oh." She twisted her hand and asked softly, "Me, can I go to the study and have a look?" I've been here for so long, and I've only been to my own room except for the first floor. ”

He sighed softly and said, "I said earlier, this is your place, you can go wherever you want to go, you can do whatever you want, you don't have to be so cautious." ”

She nodded, although people don't regard themselves as outsiders, but as a guy who lives in someone else's house with an unknown origin, he still has to be a little basic conscious.

followed Mr. into the study on the second floor, and only then did he know what it means to be big-

The dark bookshelves that fill the room are full of endless at a glance, and all of them are full of paper books, which really responds to the saying of the ancients, "sweat cows are full". The entire study room is empty for two floors, each bookcase stretches high to the roof, and there are several intelligent escalators for readers to use.

The types of books are very rich, with the subset of classics and histories, and the most of the rest are all kinds of medical books that have been out of print from ancient times to the present, unique books, and newly published. With such a rich collection of books, I don't know how many generations of hard work it will take, and several generations of collection and study. Liang Chu faced this vast library for the first time, and he could only be amazed!

"Sir, what kind of books do you usually read the most?" She couldn't help but be curious, and watched as she walked.

"Well, it seems like I've dabbled a little bit in each of them, but I'm a little more interested in literature and history."

Literary History? Shouldn't you prefer business management or medicine? Liang Chu asked with some surprise: "You are a student of Mr. Gong Yiming, you should be very good at medicine, right?" ”

He smiled apologetically, and looked at the shelves full of books behind Liang Chu, "It's a pity, no matter what, I am far from being able to compare with the achievements made by my teacher, he is a real talent, a ghost talent, and a helper of the world. ”

Liang Chu didn't understand much about political matters, so he could only smile in agreement, "Where, under your rule, Dongyuan has developed very well, and we are all beneficiaries." ”

He sighed: "These are all the merits of the teacher. ”

I didn't know how to refute it, so Liang Chu changed the topic and asked, "Can I come here more often in the future?" I really like these books. "Although the capacity of today's e-books is very large, many ancient books, unique books, and rare books are still precious to read the original books.

"Of course. As I have already said, you are not a guest. With that, the gentleman turned and walked towards the large semicircular desk in the center of the study.

Then, he sat down and got to work.

Liang Chu himself went to the bookshelf to find a few medical books, found a chair, and sat on the side to read slowly.