Chapter 593 Sharp Eyes
Qiao Ruoxing was startled, and turned around to see Mo Mingxuan standing not far away with a lot of things.
He just stood there without moving, looking her up and down, his eyes were a little hesitant, as if he was not sure if it was her.
Qiao Ruoxing made a silent gesture, and Mo Mingxuan understood instantly.
He strode towards her with the things in his hands, and whispered a little reproachfully, "Why are you still buying things in such a busy city at this time?"
Qiao Ruoxing also lowered his voice, "The great hide in the city, if you don't say it, who would know that I would run to the vegetable market?"
She took out two oranges from her bag and stuffed them into his hands, "They are cheap and sweet, try them."
Mo Mingxuan looked at the two green oranges in his palm, and doubted whether she was lying about the sweetness.
Mo Mingxuan wore a sports suit today, light gray, and his hair was not specially combed as usual. In addition, he looked handsome, so he looked particularly young.
Qiao Ruoxing couldn't help but take a few more glances. This sportswear looked good. I wonder if it was available in white. Gu Jingyan would probably look good in it too.
Her eyes were too obvious, and Mo Mingxuan felt a little uncomfortable. He whispered, "Is there something wrong with me?"
Qiao Ruoxing came over and whispered, "No wonder you lawyers like to wear formal clothes to work. If you dress like this, I will doubt whether you can help me win the case."
Mo Mingxuan was stunned, then chuckled. He also came over and said, "If the hairline moves back, will it appear more invincible?"
Qiao Ruoxing immediately nodded like pounding garlic, "It's not the hairline that moves back, but the professional prestige."
Mo Mingxuan laughed for a long time before joking, "When I can't get any work, I will consider whether to shave the front hair."
Qiao Ruoxing also laughed, "I'm kidding, you have so many resumes there, who would judge a person by his hair?"
Seeing that the two were talking and not buying anything, the fishmonger couldn't help but say, "Sister, you haven't decided what you want yet."
Qiao Ruoxing said, "Sister, you go to others first, I'll take a look."
The elder sister responded, asked her to choose and call her, and then went to take care of other customers.
Mo Mingxuan asked her, "Do you want to buy crucian carp?"
Qiao Ruoxing nodded, "I want to make a soup, but I don't know how to choose."
Mo Mingxuan asked, "Should I buy wild or farmed?"
"Is there a big difference between the two?"
Mo Mingxuan smiled, "It depends on what kind of taste you like. Wild crucian carp has low fat content and firmer meat. Because of the different growth environment, the vitamins and trace elements are slightly higher than those of crucian carp in farms, but in fact, these are not obvious in one fish. You can't expect one fish to pull up all the nutrients."
"So the difference is not very big."
Mo Mingxuan said, "Some people are picky about the taste and source of food. For them, wild ones are better."
Qiao Ruoxing thought about it. Gu Jingyan is indeed a picky ghost. He is not picky about the taste, but if he knew that he bought a cheap fish to make soup for him, he would definitely ask dissatisfiedly: Am I not worthy of eating 31 kilograms of fish in my heart?
It's better to buy wild ones.
She humbly asked Mo Mingxuan, "How do you choose wild crucian carp?"
Mo Mingxuan asked, "How do you want to cook it, make soup or something?"
"Make soup."
"Don't choose such big and fat ones for soup," Mo Mingxuan observed the fish in the pond, pointed to one of the fish with slightly sunken eyes, and said, "Those with bulging eyes or cloudy eyes are not fresh anymore, don't choose them. Don't choose those with dark colors, either. Choose white ones that are not too big, and have as complete scales as possible..."
After a pause, he pointed to a crucian carp that was as big as a palm and had a slightly flat body, and said, "Choose this one, the soup made from it will definitely be good."
Qiao Ruoxing immediately called the boss.
The boss picked up the fish and took a look, praising, "You have sharp eyes, young man."
Weighing and slaughtering, all done in one go.
The total price was only forty-five. Qiao Ruoxing stuffed the fish into the bag and looked up to Mo Mingxuan, "Don't you want to pick one?"
Mo Mingxuan smiled and shook his head, "I don't eat fish."
Qiao Ruoxing was a little surprised, "Seeing that you know so much about fish, I thought you liked it very much."
Mo Mingxuan said, "I like fishing, but I don't eat it myself."
Qiao Ruoxing asked casually, "Why not? Don't you like the taste of fish?"
Mo Mingxuan was silent for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and smiled, "When I was a child, I didn't finish my homework. I went to the river with Qingchuan to catch fish. My family found out. In order to warn me not to delay my homework because of playing, I was asked to kill the fish I caught with my own hands. Maybe the scene was so deep that I couldn't eat fish after that. I always felt it was a sin."
Qiao Ruoxing...
She has a broken mouth and always steps on Lawyer Mo's scars.
Qiao Ruoxing was also playful when she was a child, but the heaviest punishment He Yurou gave her was just a few slaps on the palm of her hand, not allowed to eat dinner, etc.
Which parent would force their child to kill fish by himself in order to warn him not to play too much?
What kind of abnormal education?
"Don't think so," Qiao Ruoxing said in a low voice, "It's normal for children to play too much. What kind of child doesn't like to play? When I was a child, I often lied to my mother and said that I was practicing the piano, but I actually ran out to play secretly. I was beaten a lot..."
Qiao Ruoxing was halfway through her words, not knowing how to continue. Her kind of punishment was completely incomparable to Mo Mingxuan's. She racked her brains to squeeze out a sentence, "But I remember to eat but not to be beaten. Once the injury heals, I will immediately forget the pain and continue to play. Don't always remember the things of your childhood. Play when you should. The more you remember, the less happy you will be. Life is only a few decades long. You can't always remember things that make you unhappy. Think more about happy things."
Mo Mingxuan saw her bulging eyes and trying to comfort herself, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.
He whispered, "You are right, then I will buy one and try it back."
Qiao Ruoxing quickly grabbed him, "No, no, no, don't do it right away, do it bit by bit, you can't jump out of that vicious circle, and fall into the vicious circle of forcing yourself to eat fish. You must make yourself in the most comfortable state and don't listen to what others say."
Mo Mingxuan's heart softened, and he said softly, "You are really good at comforting people."
Qiao Ruoxing was silent.
"I always feel that your words are like insulting me." After all, she always exposed the other's scars first.
Mo Mingxuan chuckled, "I'm serious."
Qiao Ruoxing saw him carrying a lot of things and asked, "Why did you buy so many things?"
Mo Mingxuan said, "In our family, Mid-Autumn Festival is a very important festival. The family will get together for a reunion dinner. There are many branches in our family, and they will all come over at that time. My mother and aunt are too busy to handle it alone. I just happen to be on vacation these two days, so I will help them with shopping."
Qiao Ruoxing wanted to say that it would be better to hire someone to do the shopping, but before she said it, she remembered what Gu Jingyan told her before, that Mingxuan's younger brother had an accident on the way when Grandpa Mo asked Mom Mo to go shopping because the family was welcoming Mo Shiyun.
The strange custom in their family has a long history, and it is better for her, an outsider, to say less.