Chapter 179: Mysterious

Aunt, Yunhui said she once mentioned that she envies other people's sibling affection, and I, too, envy it.

Her voice was light and cold, as if she had no emotion, but all her feelings were hidden in her eyes, ah.

Kang Mei stopped speaking and stood up, saying, "Look at me, why talk about this? Come, let's eat; see what delicious food I made for you today."

She reached out, took Jiang Yunchu's hand, and seeing that Yun Chu did not refuse, she finally put her mind at ease.

"Glutinous rice chicken?" Jiang Yunchu's eyes widened as she looked at the glutinous rice chicken placed before her; for a moment, she could hardly believe it.

Since she crossed over, she had never eaten glutinous rice chicken before, but in her previous life it was her favorite food, bar none.

Kang Mei looked at her with pity and said, "Now that I manage the household, whenever you want to eat, just have someone make it."

"You child, the first time I saw your expression eating glutinous rice chicken, I knew you liked it."

"I specially had someone go to the south to learn it, then come back and teach me; this is also my first time making it, try a bite?"

She didn't eat herself, but first gave Yun Chu a chopstick-full.

Jiang Yunchu's heart was shocked, but her expression remained unchanged; she ate what her aunt had placed for her. The flavor was even more authentic—the soft, sticky glutinous rice combined with the fresh fragrance of the chicken, blending together so perfectly it could make one swallow their tongue.

"Delicious?"

Kang Mei felt a little nervous, watching Jiang Yunchu finish eating, looking at her with anticipation.

She had been learning it since Yun Chu was a child, secretly making it many times, but never serving it; she only tasted it herself to confirm the flavor and continually improve it.

This was the first time she made it for Yun Chu to eat.

Jiang Yunchu looked at her aunt's expression and quickly nodded, "Delicious."

Hearing Jiang Yunchu's words, Kang Mei's expression relaxed, and her back was no longer so straight.

"It's really delicious, the best glutinous rice chicken I've ever eaten."

What she said was true; in this era it was her first time eating glutinous rice chicken, but in her previous life she had eaten too much of it, yet none tasted as good as now—the flavor is pure.

"As long as you like it, whenever you want to eat, just come back and I'll make it for you, aunt." Kang Mei smiled, continually using the public chopsticks to serve her dishes, while eating very little herself.

After the meal, the awkward interaction between Kang Mei and Jiang Yunchu finally began to drift toward normalcy.

Returning to the Wang Fu, Jiang Yunchu summarized what had happened today.

Leaving aside her appearance, her personality is very much like her mother's.

She likes to eat glutinous rice chicken, but dislikes cilantro…

And the original host also liked to eat glutinous rice chicken and disliked cilantro.

Why are their tastes so similar? Though they appear to be independent individuals, they seem to have some connection.

Crossing over is already a mysterious and enigmatic matter, but the current situation leaves her utterly bewildered.

Could it be a coincidence?

She, who doesn't believe in coincidences at all, how could she believe this?

"Master?"

Zi Su was grinding ink for the Princess Consort, but the Princess Consort furrowed her brows, as if troubled by something, and Zi Su couldn't help but voice her concern.

Jiang Yunchu came to her senses and shook her head.

"Nothing."

"How are the children today? How is their study status?" she asked concernedly.

Zi Su smiled and said, "Those few children, seeing that Master Ningguang was teaching, didn't say anything, but seemed low in enthusiasm."

She had also heard this from Zi Wu; thinking of Zi Wu's helplessness at that time, she couldn't help but press her lips and smile.

Although the Princess Consort is strict, that group of children actually likes her lessons the most.

The Princess Consort's lessons are lively and interesting; while teaching them knowledge, they also expand their thinking and speak freely.

Other teachers simply pour the knowledge from their minds into them.

Whereas the Princess Consort's lessons are more like her leading them to find their own insights.

"You didn't tell them I'll be teaching tomorrow?" Jiang Yunchu asked, puzzled.

"Later, Master Ningguang couldn't help but tell them, and only then did the children's enthusiasm return; at that time the classroom erupted in cheers, making Master Ningguang doubt whether her own teaching method was wrong."

When Zi Su said this, she could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.

Jiang Yunchu thought of those mischievous monkeys and couldn't help but shake her head.

They, ah…

"This is the blueprint; according to this blueprint, go to the side of the Hall of Reverence and build a shed." Jiang Yunchu handed the blueprint from the desk directly to Zi Su.

This blueprint, she had also exhausted her efforts on it, listing all unfavorable conditions one by one and then incorporating them into her own blueprint.

"This… the shed is to be built so shoddy?"

Zi Su looked at the shed on the blueprint: there were leaking roofs, walls with drafts, some damp spots, and it was adjacent to those several rooms of the Hall of Reverence…

In other words, she also didn't know what the Princess Consort intended to do, but it should be an arrangement for the children.

She suddenly fell silent in mourning for those children.

"Exactly, let them build it exactly as I drew on the blueprint; don't make unauthorized changes."

Jiang Yunchu said firmly, and finally added a reminder.

Don't let the examination hall she had painstakingly planned to sabotage be completed perfectly by others, otherwise they'd have to redo it, which would be a loss not worth the effort.

"Yes!"

Zi Su immediately agreed, although it felt absurd, but the Princess Consort's orders always have her reasons.

"Dean, hello." Seeing Jiang Yunchu come to class, that group of little rascals' eyes all lit up.

Yesterday, with no dean's class all day, they all felt it was meaningless.

Jiang Yunchu looked at each eager-eyed child and said, "I heard you lacked enthusiasm yesterday."

She had organized her textbooks, then sat down in front.

Other teachers, when they teach a class, stand for the entire class.

Jiang Yunchu does whatever is comfortable; if a class requires her to stand while lecturing, she stands.

At other times, she acts casually, not tense; the children below also relax, their mindset relaxed, and consequently their learning progress is faster.

"We like listening to the Dean's lectures." Zhang Cunwen answered immediately.

Previously, all the meddlesome talk was done by Kang Zhi Xia; since Zhang Cunwen came, that job was taken by him; compared like that, Kang Zhi Xia became more honest instead.

"Each teacher's teaching differs, their emphases differ; what you need is to receive everything fully, not to listen selectively."

"I'll tell you one thing: you only listen to what you like, not the rest."

"Well…"

"How much can you understand? If you go to the battlefield, that would delay military opportunities; if you become officials, loyal advice is unpleasant to hear—who would like to listen?"

"If you engage in business, not listening to information sources, not listening to others' advice to make judgments, then no matter how much money you have, it wouldn't be enough to compensate."

Her words are somewhat stern; she also likes giving them lessons, but cannot cultivate their temperament.

If their enthusiasm is not high, it will affect the speed of teaching.

"Do you understand?" She tidied the hem of her clothes, then looked around.

"Understood!"

Everyone straightened their backs and immediately answered.

Jiang Yunchu looked at each boy and girl, "Hope you really understood."