Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Little Master of Gastronomy
In the past few days, when giving incense and accumulating rice, Zhuang Mingyue is always a little distracted.
Today, Dr. Zhao was the last to come, and his spirits were much brighter than the previous times.
Zhuang Mingyue filled him with a bowl full of fragrant rice, and then handed him a small bowl of oil, which was scarce in the local area, but at the same time it was needed by the locals.
The second-hand bought food has almost been eaten in the past half a month, Zhuang Mingyue is worried about Long Yuanxiu's condition, and on the other hand, he is also worried that the food from the imperial court will not come in a few days.
"You don't have much food, you don't need to take special care of me, and the old man just did what he wanted." Doctor Zhao put the small bowl back on the table, quite a high and cold temperament
Zhuang Mingyue didn't argue, she just admired the old man's observation, indeed, now the army even their own soldiers eat in half.
At this time, if there is an army of horses and horses, the consequences are unimaginable......
Doctor Zhao's words interrupted her nonsense in time, and he kindly reminded: "Miss Zhuang, the old man has a detailed introduction to the Nine Dead Soul Rejuvenation Grass, you can get it with the old man." ”
Zhuang Mingyue couldn't ask for it, the local pharmacy said that this kind of medicinal material is rare to see, if it is made according to its medicinal properties, wouldn't it be beautiful?
Ahead is a semi-basement place, and walking on the stairs is a little creepy, even in the spring.
Zhuang Mingyue followed Dr. Zhao all the way down, the steps were slippery, and there were a lot of potholes and moss on both sides.
Inside, there is a cave, just like the layout of the pharmacy, and there are all kinds of small medicine boxes densely distributed on the whole wall.
There were two painful moans in the room from time to time, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't help but lift the curtain and take a look, it was actually two childish children, lying on the bed with their dying.
Zhuang Mingyue was shocked, just like the image of African children he had seen on TV, Zhuang Mingyue could only see huge and helpless big eyes, and only the bumpy bones were visible in the thin body.
Seeing her shaking her head, Dr. Zhao explained lightly: "I picked it up from the halfway road, and I still have to save it." ”
There are still so many people who can't be saved, so it's understandable to choose treatment that can be saved.
On the table next to the two children, on it was Zhuang Mingyue's rice bowl of fragrant rice, it turned out that every time Zhuang Mingyue gave him so much amount, he ate most of them.
Zhuang Mingyue was moved again in her heart, turned her head and saw that Dr. Zhao was tearing off his fake beard, picking up hot water again, and washing all the wrinkles and spots on his face one by one.
Zhuang Mingyue was in place, and she was so shocked that she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
"Your Excellency, is it Zhao Ruyu, the son of the Zhao family? That miracle doctor with better medical skills than his father? ”
Zhao Ruyu bowed slightly, then picked up a small brush and began to copy something according to the ancient book.
Zhuang Mingyue took a closer look, it was about the characteristics of the Nine Dead Soul Restoration Grass. Zhuang Mingyue knew that this book was really important and could not be borrowed.
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to grasp the key points, so I will help you copy the key points, as long as you find the corresponding medicine, there may be a glimmer of life."
Zhuang Mingyue nodded, even more grateful in her heart, and suddenly held Zhao Ruyu's hand, and said excitedly: "When Your Highness is saved, Mingyue will definitely give you a chance to show your strength again." ”
Zhao Ruyu nodded, as if she didn't care, and continued to take care of the two little two on the bed.
Zhuang Mingyue left.
Zhao Ruyu glanced back at her, only to feel that the water in her heart was unsettled, the first to go to the last one in the past, but when she could see her, she felt that she could find a little light in the bleak days.
Now, it is an honor for him to be able to help her.
Zhuang Mingyue began to go to various shops again, and found ten pairs of herbs that could dredge acupuncture points, clear heat and detoxify, and soothe breath, and then put them on the stove to simmer.
Zhuang Mingyue continued to shake the pu fan in her hand with a nose of ash, and the breeze sent it to the fire.
Long Yuanxiu didn't know when he got out of bed, put on a thin silk coat, and walked behind her.
Zhuang Mingyue heard the familiar footsteps, still busy with the work in her hands.
Long Yuanxiu moved a stool beside her, sat down with her, and said quietly: "This hall doesn't need to drink these disgusting medicines, and it can also give birth to dragons and tigers, believe it or not, this hall is going to fight now, and naturally one can be ten!" ”
"Your Highness, don't be reckless, Mingyue is afraid that you will fall to the ground again and won't be able to get up when the time comes." Zhuang Mingyue hurriedly dispelled Long Yuanxiu's stupid idea of not drinking medicine.
Zhuang Mingyue finally found all these medicinal materials, and for this reason, Zhuang Mingyue also wanted Long Yuanxiu to drink them all.
Long Yuanxiu only felt that Zhuang Mingyue was really good for him, and he felt warm in his heart, and he couldn't talk anymore for a while, and said: "This hall sees that you are so attentive, and I promise you any request!" ”
Zhuang Mingyue raised her head and asked with some surprise, "Is it really any request?" ”
Long Yuanxiu nodded, and then seemed to realize that something was wrong, what if Zhuang Mingyue's request was to leave him?
But His Highness's words are difficult to chase, how can he take back his words?
Long Yuanxiu's blazing eyes conveyed his threat, too obvious a threat, it was difficult for Zhuang Mingyue not to perceive it.
However, Zhuang Mingyue really feels that the current life is acceptable, and there is nothing special to want, but how can she, Zhuang Mingyue, let go of such a good opportunity.
"Mingyue has to think about it carefully, and tell His Highness when she thinks about it."
Long Yuanxiu saw that she didn't want to disobey her posture, and she agreed very manly.
Zhuang Mingyue thought that he was always reluctant to drink medicine by himself in his previous life, so this time he decided to make something delicious for Long Yuanxiu to comfort him.
Since there was not much food in the warehouse, Zhuang Mingyue decided to mobilize his wisdom.
"Let's go, Zhanfeng, let's catch fish!"
Walking along the river with the wind of war all the way, Zhuang Mingyue finally stopped at a small river closest to the so-called Lingshan.
"I'm going to open meat with you today!" Sure enough, the closer to the mountain, the quieter the environment, the more fertile the water and soil, and before you start fishing, you can see all kinds of fat-headed and big-eared fish.
Zhuang Mingyue sat down on the spot, moved out of her small bench, and then slowly took out the fishing rod she had borrowed from the locals.
"I'm losing!" Zhuang Mingyue began to learn the posture of an old man and fish quietly.
Zhan Feng felt that fishing like this was really tiring, so he chose a faster fishing method.
He rolled up his sleeves, then split a sharp branch and began his journey along the edge of the creek.
"Die." As soon as the wind of war was strong, there was a big fish on the fork that was fresh and delicious.
Zhuang Mingyue was so startled by the sound of the water that she woke up from her dream, and saw that the harvest was heavy on the side of the battle wind, and she saw that her bamboo basket was empty, and she felt a kind of sadness in her heart.
"Zhan Feng, let's go back," Zhuang Mingyue greeted from afar.
Zhan Feng came over with three huge fish.
"How did Miss Zhuang gain? The little one is a rough man, and can only catch fish in this crude way. ”
Zhuang Mingyue originally thought that he was not surprised by his own fishing method, but when he heard him say this, he didn't get angry: "Battle Commander, you fish so loudly, are you deaf when I am the fish here?" ”
"Huh? I thought my voice was very small, after all, Miss Zhuang didn't notice it at all. Zhan Feng said aggrievedly.
Zhuang Mingyue could hear it, and she almost snored when she slept soundly.
Pouring out a fish from the basket, Zhuang Mingyue took out a needle, and then stabbed at the three acupuncture points of the fish.
Zhuang Mingyue laughed in her heart, and her face remained silent: "Battle Commander, do you know? This person is the same as a fish, there is an acupuncture point, then just like this fish, he can't move. ”
After laughing twice, Zhan Feng Hanhan said: "Miss Zhuang is really powerful, teach our army another day, wouldn't it kill people invisibly." ”
Zhuang Mingyue shook his head: "You rough men, it's still very difficult to operate." ”
Zhuang Mingyue continued to scrape the scales with a knife and clean the flesh.
Long Yuanxiu originally just wanted to go out for a walk, but when he saw the two talking harmoniously, he coughed and interrupted the small talk between the two.
"The fish is good, and the main hall is very satisfied!"
Zhuang Mingyue glanced up at Long Yuanxiu, where was there still a little bit of a patient's appearance.
"It seems that the illness is almost cured, Your Highness will drink some fish soup tonight, and you will probably be cured."
Long Yuanxiu coughed twice: "This is not good, the main hall has not healed yet, you, then rub the medicine on the main hall." ”
Zhuang Mingyue didn't bother to pay attention to him, went to boil the water by herself, and then cut the fish.
Long Yuanxiu walked up to her: "Are you tired?" In fact, the main hall also knows a little cooking. ”
After that, Long Yuanxiu took the kitchen knife in her hand and began to crackle and chop the fish.
Men are strong, and all of a sudden the fish is divided by five horses.
Seeing that the fish was in the pot, Zhuang Mingyue was still not relieved, but Long Yuanxiu let her out: "This hall wants to eat the fish I made." ”
Zhuang Mingyue couldn't compete with him, so she had to hand over the kitchen to him first.
The sons and brothers in the TV series are all ten fingers that don't touch the spring water, can His Royal Highness really cook?
No matter what, Long Yuanxiu still came out, with the fragrance of his body.
There were some black particles on his face, adding some human aura to his usually cold face, which made people feel relaxed.
Facing a bowl of noble fish soup brought by Long Yuanxiu personally, Zhuang Mingyue couldn't help but take a sharp breath, it seemed to smell really good.
"Come, this is the reward that this temple has given you for your hard work. However, in the past few days, the relief food of the imperial court has arrived, and life can be more comfortable. ”
Zhuang Mingyue nodded, drank two sips of warm fish soup, and suddenly felt that her body was warm from the inside out.
It seems that this Long Yuanxiu really has two brushes, this cooking skill, it is best to marry home as a daughter-in-law!