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Chapter 130 "What do you want to livestream?" "Embroidery"

In the kitchen, Cao Yuan held a knife in one hand, facing the fish in the basin, his expression serious, looking ready for battle.

Cao Yuan bought the fish at the market this morning because he wanted to make boiled fish for dinner. He could have asked the vendor to kill it first, but he was worried that it wouldn't be as fresh by evening and the resulting sauerkraut fish wouldn't taste as good, so Cao Yuan bought a live one and kept it in a basin with water.

Surprisingly, the fish was still alive that night.

Before you can make sauerkraut fish, you'll face the problem of cleaning the fish!
Can……

Cao Yuan looked at the fish that was still alive and kicking on the cutting board, and his hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

She didn't forget to remind Cuilan, who had come over, and pushed her to go out.

"I'm killing a fish. This scene is too bloody. You'd better not watch it."

Cuilan, who was being pushed away: I'm a ghost, what am I afraid of?

"Cao Yuan, I'm not afraid, but you, can you handle it?"

She knew very well that Cao Yuan was extremely timid; back when he worked in the imperial kitchen, he would never dare to do something like killing a fish.

"I, of course I can, I'm a man."

"Cuilan, don't worry, go outside and sit down to wait for me."

Cao Yuan felt that his Cuilan was so delicate and gentle, she must be very soft-hearted and kind, the kind who would probably cry even if she stepped on an ant.

If she were to kill a fish, facing its bloody, mangled corpse, Cuilan would surely be terrified and cry.

No, absolutely not!
If Cuilan were to hear his inner thoughts at this moment, she would definitely say: Thank you for the invitation. Let alone fish cut into pieces and covered in blood, even... I've seen fish before, and I really won't be scared to tears.

However, since Cao Yuan said so, Cuilan resisted the urge to rush over, grab the knife, and give the fish a clean and swift decapitation.

She ultimately chose to leave the kitchen.

However, fearing that Cao Yuan might still be unable to bring himself to do it, Cui Lan secretly shone a stream of light onto the fish.

The fish, which had been jumping around, suddenly died.

"Okay, I'll go out then."

After Cao Yuan saw Cui Lan off, he looked back at the fish and found that it had died and was not moving at all.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, the fish was dead, otherwise he really wouldn't know what to do.

Once the fish was dead, Cao Yuan was no longer afraid.

After that, they quickly prepared the fish and started making sauerkraut fish.

After dinner, Cuilan asked Cao Yuan about the live streaming.

"Live stream? Who wants to live stream?"

"I."

Cao Yuan was shocked to hear that Cuilan actually wanted to do a live stream.

What do you want to stream?

"embroidery."

It has been half a month since the two met.

During this period, whenever Cao Yuan went to ask Cuilan out for a meal, Cuilan would be reading a medical book.

I learned after asking that she planned to take the exam to obtain a surgeon's license.

Although Cao Yuan is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he had previously taken medical examinations.

Although the exams for Traditional Chinese Medicine and Surgery are slightly different, some of the theoretical knowledge is the same.

Cao Yuan originally planned to take this opportunity to teach Cuilan, and also to create opportunities for himself and Cuilan to spend time together.

To his surprise, Cao Yuan was astonished when he saw Cuilan reading a book at a glance and even having the ability to remember everything she read.

"Cuilan, you are truly a genius!"

Cuilan: No, I'm a ghost. You should say I'm a genius ghost!

Because Cuilan's learning ability was too extraordinary, Cao Yuan felt that he couldn't teach Cuilan anything. He could only compile some content that might be on the exam and put it into a test paper for Cuilan.

Cao Yuan knew that Cui Lan was going to take a medical exam in a month.

So lately, whenever he has free time, he tries his best to read. Whenever Cao Yuan sees Cuilan reading, he becomes completely absorbed in it.

He felt that Cuilan, who was reading, was particularly gentle and intellectual.

But some blurry images would inexplicably appear in his mind, just like before, when he would always see Cuilan doing something with her head down very seriously.

He wasn't reading a book; he couldn't make out what it was.

But that version of Cuilan made him feel even more beautiful and moved.

Previously, Cao Yuan couldn't see that scene clearly, but now, when Cui Lan mentioned the word "embroidery," the image suddenly appeared in his mind.

An image emerges: Cuilan, dressed in ancient clothing, is holding a needle and thread, carefully embroidering stitch by stitch. As she embroiders, she seems to hear someone calling her.

She raised her head, smiled slightly, and her smile was captivating.

"Cao Yuan, what's wrong?" Cui Lan's voice pulled Cao Yuan, who was slightly lost in thought, back to reality.

"Oh, it's nothing. You're planning to livestream your embroidery? Cuilan, I had no idea you could embroider!"

"Bring out a piece of clothing, and I'll embroider one for you right here and now."

"Okay, sure."

Cao Yuan took out his white T-shirt.

"Here you go. Do you need me to borrow some needles and thread for you?"

"No, I have one at home."

How can a ghost who makes a living by sewing not have tools?

In fact, Cuilan could conjure needles and thread on the spot, but that would frighten Cao Yuan.

So he made an excuse to go to the neighbor's house to get it.

Soon, the needles and thread arrived. Cao Yuan looked at the various needles and thread, and the complete set of tools. It was obvious that Cuilan was an expert.

What are you planning to embroider on it?

Without much hesitation, Cao Yuan said, "Orchid, orchid, embroider orchids on it."

Cuilan paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Soon, Cuilan began threading the needle, and marks quickly appeared on the white T-shirt.

The light blue orchids swayed gently in the wind, their leaves emerald green, clustered together, full of vitality.

Remembering what Cuilan had just mentioned about live streaming, Cao Yuan subconsciously took out his phone and started recording.

As I was recording, I was unconsciously drawn in.

Even without any beauty filters or effects, Cuilan's hands still look slender, fair, and very graceful through the camera lens.

The needle and thread seemed to come alive in her hands; no matter where she pierced the needle, she could quickly draw a perfect arc.

She was incredibly fast, moving so quickly that she was practically invisible, her movements leaving only afterimages.

Her expression was both serious and relaxed, as if embroidering a cluster of orchids was a trivial matter for her, something she did every day.

Cao Yuan could tell at a glance that Cui Lan's embroidery was very skillful, as if she had embroidered it countless times before.

So, for whom did Cuilan embroider in the past?

The deceased white moonlight?

Almost instantly, the word popped into Cao Yuan's mind.

It definitely is.

Unexpectedly, the person he liked was the same as the man who had died.

No wonder Cuilan's expression was a bit strange just now.

No, if there's a next time, I won't let Cuilan embroider orchids anymore. She can just embroider the character "Cao" instead. Hehe, the "Cao" from Cao Yuan. Surely Cuilan's deceased white moonlight wouldn't have let her embroider the character "Cao" for him, would she?

Impossible, unless that person also has the surname Cao.

But Cao Yuan felt that the possibility was unlikely.

(End of this chapter)