No Worries about Food and Medicine

After a few days of panic and chickens flying away, a bowl of noodle restaurants finally calmed down. Meidou over there is also clever, and Qinghuan will cry twice a day, and she will call out Sister Ai in despair, but the girls in Yicui Pavilion have no doubt about Qinghuan ’s death. Sigh for a while.

In front of a bowl of noodle restaurant is facing a long street that crosses things. Although their facade is narrow, and the decoration is mediocre, there is no character, compared to the merchants around it is ashamed. But despite all this, the fragrant food that the small noodle restaurant scented out every day always attracted many passers-by. Nowadays, it can be regarded as a full house.

Although it is late autumn, the climate is not so dry due to the waterside of the Linhe River in Xin'an County. Today, the top of the head is gray and dark, afraid of rain.

But no matter if it is raining, or if the mother is going to marry someone, you still have to live happily on this day, just--

Mr. Ji's bedtime story he never listens again! It's so boring!

Yu Jinnian climbed up early in the morning, heated the braised pork sauce in the kitchen, and went to check Qinghuan's condition. Unexpectedly, Er Niang was already inside. The two actually got up earlier than him and were talking. Very happy.

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up and looked at the Qinghuan girl." Er Niang smiled. "She was talking too busy, and asked me to find some patchwork to do for her."

Yu Jinnian said: "It's okay to find some work, but don't be too tired. It's still a good life and rest."

Qinghuan had lost blood when she was injured, and her face was still slightly pale at this time. She also smiled: "I do n’t have any skill either, like Brother Nian, who can even sew a broken leg. Brother Nian saved me I ’m still ashamed of my life. I ’m ashamed. If there are any futon clothes to be sewed, or embroidered to make silk, I can do it, I can embroider quickly! "

Er Niang clapped her hands: "I have a few white silks there. I was going to make some small veil for Sui Sui. Now I'm in poor health and I can't sit still, so I will bring it to you. By then, embroidered and let Nian Ge take it out and sell it, even if you have food and shelter. "

Qing Huan panicked and said: "How good is this, only a few dollars for a silk ..."

Er Niang smiled and told her not to quit again, only to say: "Take care of you, if you still have the heart, then stay to help Brother Nian."

Qing Huan didn't know what to say, and nodded hard: "You are Qing Huan's life-saving benefactor, and I will definitely repay if I am a bull or a horse!"

"Don't," Yu Jinnian interjected. "Look, our little yard can't keep a cow or a horse! Well, now all cows and horses are in a hurry, it's time to change the medicine."

The two listened, and covered their mouths and laughed.

Yu Jinnian placed the medicine tray beside the bed, disassembled the cloth strips, gently washed the prodrug with a soft silk dipped in thick onion soup, and changed the Yuhong cream to melt it, then put it on it, wrapped it with new cotton cloth, and then re-board fixed. This jade red ointment has the effects of removing rot and activating muscles, promoting blood circulation and detoxifying, and can converge the knife edge. It is often sold in various pharmacies. After changing the medicine, she taught her how to move her ankle gently to prevent the muscles from stiffening.

When he came back from the Qinghuan room with a medicine bottle and a medicine bottle, Ji Hong only got up and was standing in front of the couch taking off his clothes. He did n’t expect Yu Jinnian to come back so fast, and he could n’t cover it for a while. Looked at the finish.

Yu Jinnian did not expect that he could see such a fragrant scene as soon as he pushed the door, and his feet suddenly stopped, and he subconsciously strayed his eyes, but only moved an inch away, and suddenly thought: he is not a big girl in yellow flowers, I also Non-Dengtu prodigal sons, everyone is a man, the attributes are the same, what is so shameful, it seems strange to suddenly look away at this time!

So he moved back abruptly, greeted like a normal man, and grinned: "Oh brother Ji, how white are you!"

Ji Hong glanced back at him, turned his back, hurriedly put on his clothes, and fastened his belt to death, as if to fear that Yu Jinnian would rush past him.

"..." Ah, Yu Jinnian said in his heart, you might as well pretend not to see, how can a normal man praise others "good white"? You might as well blindly boast about your figure!

Ji Hong dressed well, and Yu Jinnian hurriedly said, "Wear a little more. Today is cloudy, maybe rain will fall."

"Well." Ji Hong Shen Shen responded. Yu Jinnian saw him and didn't want to talk to himself, so he put down the medicine bottle in a disappointed manner. Hong cried out, "Jinnian, come here."

"Oh!" Yu Jinnian closed his feet and ran past with joy, "What's the matter?"

Ji Hongdao: "It's a mess."

"I got a good tie?" For convenience, Yu Jinnian got up with a ponytail in the morning and ran out without looking in the mirror. At this time, after listening to Ji Hong's words, he touched it in wonder, but at once he felt the hand that Ji Hong had raised. The man's hand was still so cool, and the jade-like sense of warmth climbed up along the fingers, and passed to the arm and suddenly dissipated. He muttered: "Isn't it all the same, what's the difference?"

Ji Hong opened the wooden drawer under the closet, pulled out a hair band, and grabbed the teenager's hairline, and wrapped it around lightly twice: "Okay."

Yu Jinnian bent over to look in the mirror, and saw a new duck-and-egg hair band, and the tail was also embroidered with azure clouds, which hung softly behind his ears. He looked at it sideways and novelly said: "Where did it come from, why haven't I seen it?"

Ji Hong said quite often: "You won by casting the pot on the eve of the moon, you forgot."

"Really?" Yu Jinnian was half-trusted and doubtful. Why didn't he remember that there was such a hair band in the colored head of the pitcher?

Ji Hongdao: "Well, just like it."

Yu Jinnian left and thought without thinking, and gave up. His previous hair bands were made of old clothes that Er Niang couldn't wear when picking spikes. Most of the little girls' clothes were bright, but they were only gray and white, and the material was hard. After washing it, they opened the line. He never planned how to dress himself, so he never thought of buying a new hair band, which was just a piece of cake.

But people, don't care about men and women, there is always so much love for beauty. Yu Jinnian touched it happily and nodded, "I like it, why don't I like it!"

Ji Hong's expression softened and smoothed his hair.

Yu Jinnian also saw enough, so he yanked him and opened the store in front of him.

The two have cooperated very well in the opening of the store. You came to me to boil water under you, and you collected money when you passed the dishes. What's more, Yu Jinnian only moves his paws every time, and Ji Hong knows what he wants and can always get it to him as soon as possible.

After being busy with the morning meal, you can have an hour of leisure. At this time, not many people come to order, and Yu Jinnian can also sit down and rest for a while.

Ji Hong's practice is to stand behind the counter and count his accounts. Yu Jinnian lay on the stage to watch him write, and squeezed the already unused countertop into a little room, he was uncomfortable lying down, and Ji Hong also wrote Comfortable. For a moment, Ji Hong raised his eyes and looked at him, wanting to say something, and finally sighed slightly, and moved the account book aside.

Yu Jinnian watched it for a while, and then discussed with him what to eat. The meat's vegetarian, sweet, and spicy were badly sung.

Ji Hong kept on writing, and suddenly remembered the dish of "chopped pepper fish head". For this reason, he walked from the city to the outside of the city. Not only did he not eat it, but he didn't even hear how it was done.

The two were in the same cabinet with different dreams. A woman walked in with a doll that was still eating her fingers. The woman was dressed delicately, but her face was yellow, and the baby was so thin that her chin was sharp, and he looked like a pair of black grapes. His eyes were extremely large, and he looked around curiously.

Yu Jinnian hurriedly walked over and smiled and asked, "This aunt, what do you want to eat?"

The woman looked around at the small wooden sign hanging on the wall and the price above: "Two bowls of tomato juice noodles."

It turned out that he could recognize the word, and wanted to be the lady-in-law of that big family?

Yu Jinnian responded well and went to the kitchen. The little baby on the ground grabbed the woman's clothes corner, biting her finger, and yelled babblingly, "A Niang, want to eat fried three mud ..."

The woman looked a little annoyed: "There is no fried three clay."

The little doll shook the woman's arm reluctantly: "Ma Niang, Hong'er wants to eat fried three clay, want to eat fried three clay ..."

Honger? Yu Jinnian looked back at Ji Hong over there and smiled, and there was a little Honger here, and a big Honger over there! Ji Hong seemed to find his sight and raised his eyes lightly.

The woman was troubled by Xiaohong'er, so he hugged him to the stool and said sternly: "Hong'er is not allowed! Our family is gone, not the past, now we can only go to your uncle's house in Benjin County. There is no fried three mud to eat, have you heard? "

Where the little baby can understand these, only knows that there is no good food, and suddenly burst into tears.

The woman said with air: "Why are you so ignorant!"

Seeing that this was not the way, Yu Jinnian said: "The doll is still small, greedy, and has to be sensible. When he grows up, he will naturally honor his mother, isn't he, Hong'er?" He squatted down and touched the child's head, Wipe his tears and ask, "What does Honger want to eat? Tell me."

The little baby sucked his nose and looked at his mother again. Then he said: "Fried, fried three mud."

Yu Jinnian's eyes bent, and he laughed: "Okay, I will do this. Hong'er, listen to my brother, don't make trouble, okay?"

The child's mother said: "How does this work, so used to him ..."

"Children, it's greedy, and frying three clay is not a big dish." Yu Jinnian waved at the little doll, then stood up, went behind the curtain, and glanced back at the counter before drilling. Take the next sentence, "Hong'er! Brother is going to cook!"

"..." Ji Hongmeifeng twitched slightly, and late in the writing, a drop of thick ink followed the stroke of the pen, ticked down, and rubbed on the paper.

The boy was really, he took the advantage of being fair and just.

Yu Jinnian got into the kitchen with a smile and beat two eggs. The eggs in the fried three clay were only yolks, so he divided the egg whites and put them in other bowls, which could be used for other things. Stir-fried three clay dishes, said to be dishes, is actually more like a dessert. It is made from three kinds of ingredients with different colors and fried into a sweet muddy shape and placed on the plate. Therefore, it is called fried three mud, which has the effect of strengthening the spleen and stomach, and is especially loved by children.

He took a pair of red beans and a pair of peas, washed them separately, steamed them in a basket until they were tender, and the egg yolks were also steamed to noodles. Crush the steamed and steamed three pieces into the mud and set aside.

Afterwards, fry the three muds and fine white sugar separately, collect a little water to make the sugar melt the mud soft but not greasy. Each of the sweet mud has a fan blade, which is distinct and beautiful.

Finally, garnish with a handful of fried sesame seeds and put in a spoon.

Yu Jinnian also made the tomato juice noodles ordered by the child's mother together, washed his hands, happily holding the fried San Ni to the front, opened the curtain, and opened the mouth to call: "Honger!"

Dahong'er and Xiaohong'er turned around in unison.

Yu Jinnian passed over the two dishes, coaxed Xiao Honger, and then ran to the counter. He looked at the Da Honger secretly, and when he saw him with a cold face, he seemed angry, so he said, "Okay, I'll call you a few years, okay? "

Ji Hong's lips moved slightly, and the sound of "nian'er" was really numbing, he couldn't scream.

Yu Jinnian knew that the result was so early, and he laughed.

Ji Hong shook his head and talked about nonsense, he could only admire the disadvantage.

The mother and son used their meals, paid the bill, and gave a gift to Yu Jinnian and left. Seeing that there was no one at this time, Yu Jinnian said that he would go out for a while and return the medicine to the old gentleman in Pingkang Pharmacy.

...

Pingkang Pharmacy's medicinal materials are cheap and cheap, and it never discounts, and the pharmacy is actually the owner of Shourentang next door. Shourentang's reputation as "Benevolent doctor and good doctor" is also known, so Yu Jinnian is also happy to buy medicine at his home.

At this time, a medicine boy hurriedly ran into the back hall, ran and shouted: "Mr. Luo! Mr. Luo!"

A Huafa old man walked out slowly, frowning: "Why run around?"

Seeing him appearing from behind, Yaotong was so scared that a fierce man stabbed his foot and patted his chest before saying: "The person in front of Ding's family came, and I would like to ask Mr. Ding to consult his family's Ding. I called the dagger and it was okay. Now I have a pus. I heard ... their family invited Mr. Zou next door to see it together ... "

"What kind of **** Ding, the account that hurt my disciples earlier has not been settled, and I don't know where the face came to invite me? Besides, one trauma and pus, it is necessary to invite two Langzhong?" Luo Qian heard. It was Ding's family, and he immediately refused. The old gentleman with white hair was so angry that he suffocated two swear words, "Go out and tell them that the old medicine is not around, and will not be consulted for surgery in the near future. Please be smart. "

Yaotong didn't have a good impression of Nadine's house, Mr. Luo just didn't go to see it! He nodded and ran back to reply. It was only he who pushed open the door of the front hall and hit a man head-on.

——It was actually Zou Heng, the "spiritual doctor" in the Ji'an Church next door.

Yaotong is not used to Ding's family and Zou Heng. The two of them are for the sake of being rich, the other is for the price of doctors, it is simply cow dung with shit, and the other is stuffy. Anyone who knows a little about cause and effect knows that this "sacred doctor" was still sealed by Zou Heng himself, so he deceived a patient who didn't know his details.

It is said that Zou Heng and Mr. Luo Lao from his family are also considered to be in the same school. Strictly, Zou Heng should call Mr. Luo Lao to say "Uncle", but it is said that the two of them broke down many years ago. Mr. Luo also never mentioned to them Zou Heng.

The medicine boy blocked the door, and Zou Heng was still squeezing inward with thick cheeks. He squeezed the medicine boy to a stagger, and he walked in, chasing behind Luo Qian, smiling and saying, "Uncle Luo, I haven't seen you for days! "

Luo Qian snorted without responding.

Zou Heng only said when he didn't see it, he didn't have a face or a skinny face: "Ding's family invites people, won't you take a look?"

"Who is your teacher, look clearly and call someone again." Luo Qian looked slightly angry, and still moved the words out, "The old medicine box is borrowed, and I can't see the surgery. You can go to the Ding family yourself!"

Zou Heng heard it and was surprised: "Uncle Shi's medicine can't be moved by anyone else. I don't know who has such a big face and can borrow Sebo's medicine chest?"

Luo Qian said: "What are you doing?" He turned away and slammed the door shut, lifting Zou Hengyi's nose gray.

"..." Zou Heng asked, boring, standing outside the door and cursing in a low voice, "Bah, old stuff!"

The Ding family gave so many consultations, it was a fool not to go! Turning his face, he changed into a grinning face, walked back to the front hall, and walked away with the people of Nading's family.

Just after walking through a street, Zou Heng passed a young man and suddenly noticed a medicine chest hanging on his shoulder.

It is Luo Qian's medicine box!

He ca n’t admit his mistake. Luo Qian ’s medicine box is different from others ’. It ’s a lacquer box with black ink, which is as bright as a mirror and as light as a cloud. Specially made, unique in the world, and somehow, Shizu passed this box to Luo Qian.

Zou Heng stared greedily at the medicine chest, and it only took a while to remember to look up to see who was carrying it.

It's just this, it makes him angry with Qiqiao-this is not the Yu Jinnian who lost his face on that day! But a little cook who couldn't get on the countertop, he was carrying that medicine chest! What did Luo Qian say, the medicine box was borrowed, could it be that he lent it to this kid?

Yu Jinnian did not notice Zou Heng as a person, and stepped into Pingkang Pharmacy lightly.

The author has something to say:

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Ask a question! How should normal men say hello?

Every year: (Raise hands) I know! It's like this ... Brother dei, you look so good--

Tianwai flew a book on his face and died every year.

Ji Hong: (dragging the corpse) Sorry, he is unwell and not suitable for an interview.

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Big Brother dei: I'm steel straight!

Nonsence. Have you seen mosquito coils?