Before opening the chapter again, cheekily asked the brothers and sisters for a collection, and the collection results were miserable, 140,000 words were less than 500 collections, so I was embarrassed, and I begged you to spend three seconds clicking on it, and begging.

As soon as the sky turned white, Yun Ye got up, not because of how diligent he was, but because he couldn't sleep because of the carbon gas in the room. The damn charcoal basin sat for half a night, and it didn't bring much heat, but it gave birth to a lot of fucking carbon monoxide, and it was dizzy, and if you fell asleep, it would be fatal. I deliberately went to the old lady's room to have a look, and went to a few little girls' rooms to open the doors and windows for ventilation. Fortunately, there was no poisoning incident, the little girl slept unconscious, the thick fur blanket covered her body very warmly, tucked the quilt corners for a few children, and quietly walked out of the room. The old woman was looking out the window, her eyes were a little moist, this was originally what she had to do every day, and now her brother cares about them, and I don't know what virtues these little girls have accumulated in their previous lives, and there is such a brother who knows cold and hot in this life.

Ran a few laps along the garden, and did a full set of radio gymnastics, warmed up, picked up the spear on the weapon rack, and practiced the marksmanship of Professor Cheng Chumo several times, I don't know if it was because of the mood, or the marksmanship has improved, today's set of marksmanship drills are not jerky, smooth and natural, natural, and the excitement is so wild that the gun walks with the legs, turning into a long dragon to the courtyard arrow stack, snapping, penetrating the arrow target, the tail of the gun is still shaking up and down, not bad, in the middle of the three rings. When he was proudly appreciating his work, he saw Lao Zhuang coming out from behind the tree, and his face palpitated.

"Hou Ye's set of Hundred Birds Chaofeng marksmanship from Zhao Zilong has become more and more exquisite, and he is hitting the arrow target within five steps, which is admired by the little good students."

"Are you praising me, or are you hurting me, what is hitting the target within five steps, what is the spearhead of a hundred birds and phoenixes, it is obviously a battle formation technique in the army."

"That must be a small mistake, I can't recognize the gunnery in the army for twenty years, it's really damn good." "Get out!"

Zhuang San stopped rolling halfway and came back again,

"Master Hou, don't practice when there are many people in the future, the little one is really worried about the eight young ladies in the house, in case they are injured by Lord Hou's domineering, it will not be good." After speaking, shut up and look like a loyal and courageous person.

Anyway, Yun Ye sighed, Lao Tzu is not the material for martial arts, a set of marksmanship has been practiced for half a year and was mistaken by others, insisting that it was taught by Zhao Zilong, he seemed to see the sad and indignant gaze of Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver gun.

turned grief and anger into appetite, and when he swallowed two bowls of millet porridge and was about to swallow another bowl, Cheng Chumo came.

This kid pulled a cart of gifts, respectfully met the old lady in the living room, and then dragged Yun Ye to the side hall, saying that he was in a hurry in the morning, and he didn't eat breakfast, so he asked Yun Ye to get him a few pig's trotters, and then a big bowl of braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, it's best to have a big bowl of whatever, there was too little last night, and I didn't eat a few bites, so I was bombarded away by Lao Cheng, and I deliberately kept my stomach to eat a big meal in the morning.

Who eats those things early in the morning? Not afraid to get tired? Seeing Cheng Chumo's hopeful face, it was not good to say anything, anyway, there was nothing that the old Cheng family could not digest, so he ordered to go down, the braised pig's trotters and braised pork liver made last night, cut some and bring them up, and then heat a bowl of buckle meat, and make another bowl of braised lion's head, forget it, let's do it yourself, the kitchen can't make the right taste.

Cheng Chumo leaned on the kitchen door frame and nibbled on a large piece of pork liver to watch Yun Ye cook for him, the two brothers had nothing to see for a long time, how could there be guests in other families waiting on the door to eat, and the male owner of the main family was busy in the kitchen, especially a small prince, a marquis. The news will definitely cause a sensation, and it may lead to the impeachment of the imperial history. But they didn't care, one felt that it was natural to ask his brother for food, and the other felt that it was natural to make food for his brother. The cook ran far away tremblingly, feeling that not being able to meet the requirements of the master was a big stain on his career, but this Hou Ye was too difficult to serve, and he tasted the dishes made by the Hou Ye last night and burst into tears. …,

On the small table in the kitchen, Cheng Chu silently finished a table of dishes, touched a handful of grease nozzles, lifted the teapot and poured half a pot with the spout, and then let out a sigh: "Daddy is looking for you, I want you to take the guy who sees a doctor and go to the Yiguo Mansion,"

"I'm not a doctor, I'm looking for a doctor!"

"Dad thinks that your ability to see a doctor is much better than that of the doctor, and besides, Uncle Qin's illness, what can those quacks do, Huaiyu has begged me for a few days, if you didn't come back, the family affairs were not neatly organized, and I would have come to you the day before." Uncle Qin and Daddy are friends of life and death, will they let you go? Cheng Chu said casually with his teeth gritted at his teeth.

Qin Qiong must be anemic, a large amount of blood loss in the early years made the hematopoietic function decline, the blood vitality is less, and the oxygen molecules carried by the blood are insufficient, resulting in frailty and sickness, and the slightest headache and brain fever will be bedridden, and I don't know if the blood transfusion will be better? In line with the medical principle of treating people as animals, let's go and see, and if it doesn't work, let's talk about it. In any case, it is better than the Tang Dynasty doctor who used lime as a wound medicine.

Instructed Liu Jinbao to go to the barracks to get his own coal stove back and get some coal. The old lady asked the blacksmith to build a few of the same stoves, and then beat dozens of iron buckets for later use. It would be best if you could make a tin kettle. The old lady did not teach her grandson a lesson in front of outsiders, but she asked the housekeeper's aunt to go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to find a few neighbors who knew each other, and he remembered that there were several blacksmiths, and if the things he made were useful, he would keep them at home. She made up her mind not to let her grandson's secret recipe pass on to unrelated people.

Yun Ye took the first-aid kit, filled a small bottle of spirits, and instructed his subordinates to lead the big green horse, and then planned to go out. But seeing Cheng silently grinding and not moving,

"What else are you going to do? I've got my stuff ready, let's go, I'm going to come back to install the stove after seeing the patient, I didn't sleep well last night after being smoked by carbon. ”

"There's a few things missing." Cheng Chumo's unfathomable appearance.

Yun Ye checked that there was nothing missing, they were all there, and the simple stethoscope that he made in the barracks later was also there, and there was no shortage of them.

Cheng Chu silently pointed in the direction of the kitchen, he knew that Yun Ye's kitchenware was all special, and the kitchen of the Yiguo Mansion couldn't get it.

"Are you telling me to go to the doctor or are you going to cook for me? The house is a mess, I can't eat, I can't sleep, I almost fell into the dung tank in the last thatched house, and I wiped my ass and used a few more pieces of good paper to be pointed at my grandmother for a day. I can't live a few more baths, and a few sisters have to be busy for a long time, the bed is as hard as a slate, and the blanket is as heavy as a stone, how do you tell me to live? How can I have the time to cook, let alone the fucking I don't even have a mouthful of vegetables, you see I have barbs on my fingers. Speaking of the sad life in Chang'an City in the past few days, Yun Ye really had tears and snot.

Cheng Chumo looked at him like a monster, just the meal just now The royal food may not be so delicious, so it is still difficult to swallow? Who doesn't make a brazier in the house in winter, and the poor don't even have a brazier, and the cover is a privilege only for the aristocracy. Who doesn't use bamboo chips in the thatched house? The emperor only used Ayazi, and now His Majesty's temper may also use bamboo chips to shave his buttocks. Eating greens? Eating greens in the winter? Wen Tangjian has a daily output of only 100 catties, and the supply of the emperor, the emperor, and the queen is not enough, how can there be excess food for others? It is that there are important ministers of the court, and his majesty is sick, and his majesty occasionally gives him three or two catties. Who has seen anyone else?

"Brother, you and the old immortal naturally don't lack these things, haven't you entered the world? That's how this world lives, don't get entangled, don't pay back the hard life? After Cheng Chumo said this, he felt that he should be smoking, and hurriedly said: "Eguo Gong has lost his temper, saying that last night's food did not have his share, it was you who did not respect the old man, and wanted to come to the door to beat you, and the father was good to persuade you to come down, this will be with Wei Gong, Ying Gong is waiting for you in the Qin Mansion, hurry up and let the next person move the guy on, let's go quickly, and I will lose my temper in a while, and it is not that our brothers are unlucky." ”…,

I can't afford to offend! Ringing old fellow from the nest! In desperation, I had to ask the servant to come with a full set of kitchen equipment, along with the spices.

It's so annoying, it's really annoying, why do Lao Qin, Lao Cheng, and Lao Niu live in Taipingfang, and my family has to live in Yong'an Fang? Taipingfang is just one street away from the palace gate, and my home is 108,000 miles away? The difference between Tiananmen Square in Beijing and the Eighth Ring Road in later generations. The duke is valuable, can I say that this marquis of mine is a dog bone? What's even more annoying is how tall is the two stone lions at the door of Lao Qin's house, with a hideous appearance and arrogant momentum, my two lions are like poodles? There are also two iron halberds inserted next to the door, which are said to be the honor guards given by Li Erqin, which makes people feel inferior.

Fortunately, the vermilion gate full of copper nails opened a side door, and a young man in fur stood in front of it. Seeing Yun Ye and Cheng Chumo hurrying forward, "Brother Yun, junior brother Qin Huaiyu is late to greet him, and I hope to forgive my sins." "Respectful etiquette, a serious face that makes people want to smoke. Yun Ye just thought about it, Cheng Chumo had already moved, no, it was a move. is worthy of a family that practices martial arts, kicking his body, just shaking his upper body, and not moving at all.

"Xiao Ye is my brother, and if you dare to kick you in sour water, you won't be killed." Xiao Cheng scolded and threw the reins of the horse to the servant, and dragged Yun Ye into the door. gave Qin Huaiyu a wry smile, grabbed his sleeve and motioned to go in together.

"Brother Huaiyu is outside, Uncle Qin is sick, as a junior, he should have come to visit, he arrived today, is it the younger brother, please don't be surprised."

"Brother Yun's son, listening to the ugly cow talk about your various deeds, the younger brother yearns for it, and he planned to go to the mansion a few days ago to pay a visit, the ugly cow said that Brother Yun's family affairs were complicated and he couldn't make the trip, and today I asked Brother Yun to diagnose my father, which is really ashamed."

"You two are finished, Uncle Qin is still waiting, and no one dares to stop you after beating it open."

Turning the flower hall and coming to the front yard, before the moon gate entered, he heard an angry roar: "Stinky boy, did anyone bring it?" ”