No Worries about Food and Medicine

It was the first year of Jingyou, the new emperor ascended the throne. The cold dew shocked the autumn, and the redness declined.

A member of the team brought two pots of red chrysanthemums, placed them under the beautifully carved window casket, and found a lotus sprinkler to water the loose soil with the two pots of delicate flowers. Ji Fuzhong didn't like to over-sculpt, and Kang He Yuan was not because of the fragile nature of his little master, and he always didn't put those spicy and pungent things. The chrysanthemum is in full bloom, and it is not too deserted.

Mr. Ji's family was born to be burly and majestic, and he was imposing, and the people in Fuchu were not afraid. Today, the old man kindly asked people to send two rare pots of red chrysanthemum to the Kanghe courtyard. The little fellow was happy, and for a time, the locals were not finished.

"It's so bad, you whisper! The little ancestor just fell asleep." A maid came out of the house and whispered towards the nonstop baby.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiao immediately became crippled: "Oh! I know Xu Mammy!"

As soon as the two had spoken, they heard a sound from inside, and the closed door was pushed a little bit out of it, revealing a bare-footed baby with only a tunic on his body. The trousers covered the instep straight, revealing only a few round toes, but it became more and more lined with his powdery jade, like a white porcelain doll. He rubbed his eyes ignorantly and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

"Little son, eh, did you run out like this?" Grandma Xu ran to the house in fright, and went into the house to get thick clothes.

Suddenly, the little doll came to her spirits, and ran out to see the two new pots of red chrysanthemum, looked at it, and smelled it again, unhappy, "Not fragrant!"

The little fellow next to him blinked, and said seriously: "The little boy's body is not good, he can't smell it, and the red chrysanthemum is just right."

"No, Hong'er wants to see osmanthus!" The little baby jumped and jumped, and her two short arms stretched out. "That big osmanthus tree, brother Yan took me to see it!"

The little guy is strange: "When did the second son take the little son to see?"

The little baby frowned and thought, "Well, last time. The day before yesterday, wrong, the previous month ..."

Grandma behind her was carrying a cloak, and the hood wrapped the little doll, and then took out a pair of small shoes from her arms, helplessly said: "That was last autumn, young son. The second son is now when he is studying. If you want to test the merits, there is no time to see the young man. "

"Who said it." Suddenly, a laughter came from the courtyard gate, and another slender figure came in. It was also Yushu Linfeng, with a handsome posture, "Isn't this coming? A Hong, did you hear Ma's words today? ? "

"Brother Yan!" Don't wear baby doll shoes anymore. Go straight to the teenager. The teenager wrapped him up and stopped. "Brother Yan took me to see osmanthus and drink osmanthus tea!"

Ji Yan squeezed the face of the baby in his arms and smiled: "Okay, this is your second brother."

"Second son!" Grandma Xu was startled, "You take the little son out, and later when the grandfather comes, if you blame it ..."

Ji Yandao said: "I'm afraid of anything, so I said I took A Hong out to play, and came back before evening."

Xiao Jihong nodded and learned from the second brother: "Well! Come back before!"

Grandma Xu couldn't do it, watching Ji Yan hug away the little doll, and the big one and the small two went out hand in hand. It's just that Grandma Xu didn't expect that there were two people who talked and laughed when they went out, but there was only a small dumpling who was ill in the house. When she lifted the curtain of the carriage and hugged the unconscious baby, more than three months had passed since the day when she saw Osmanthus.

The second son, Ji Yan, never returned.

**

A bowl of noodle restaurants.

When Yu Jinnian cooked the dishes out, it was such a scene.

Ji Hong leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, seeming to take a nap. The smoky cloak wrapped around him fell on the ground. His face was pale, his eyes were reddish, and his eyelashes swept a light shadow under his eyes. It was so quiet that there was no awe-inspiring chill at the beginning of the afternoon.

Because the time is not early, and the diners in the store are gradually empty. Yu Jinnian is about to close the business in advance. I saw a trot coming in and a hustle. There was no bright lantern in his waist, and a big pot beside him. The gong came into the door cheerfully, saying that he missed the food that Nian Ge made. He also said that after eating this meal, he would rest for a while, and then shot down in front of their noodle shop.

This shot is the first shot after nightfall.

It's time to make up for the day and the night. Dagger is said to have originated from ancient witchcraft, saying that after nightfall, the yin qi is heavier, and it is easy for ghosts and ghosts to enter the world for chaos. Although the words of witchcraft are uncheckable, the people of Daxia are superstitious in the end and think it is auspicious if this first line can be knocked in front of their own door. As a result, many families have elderly children who are sick or have troubled recently, and they will also spend money to ask the husband to knock down in front of his house, so as to eliminate mildew.

Today, the man-in-law intends to rest in a bowl of noodle restaurants and still shoot down at their door. It was a good thing, but ...

Yu Jinnian looked back at Ji Hong, who was still sleeping in the corner of the wall, and Zhao Gengfu made a smile and said: "This is unfortunate, Brother Lu, there are some housework in the shop, I am really sorry ... In this way, you go forward from here After crossing a street, there is a night ravioli shop. The ravioli made is very fragrant and big. Brother Lu is better to go there. There are also sizzling wines that can warm up the body at night. "

The chauffeur was not unreasonable, so he agreed. Yu Jinnian didn't ask him to leave for a trip to regret. After the kitchen, he wrapped a small plate of ingot egg rolls with oil paper and brought him to eat on the way. The chauffeur didn't expect there was such a good thing, but he couldn't hold back his heart, and after a while, he put it in his arms and turned away happily.

Just a few steps out of the noodle shop, he opened the oil paper bag impatiently. Seeing that there were a few very cute flat rolls lying inside, still warm, and really like an ingot copper coin. Circles, these two circles are shells made of egg skins, and in the middle are lotus root fillings. After biting down, the egg and meat aromas enter the mouth together. Not only does it taste good, but the meaning is also good. Ingots and ingots are drawn in.

The man-in-law eats beautifully in his heart, so he makes up his mind and comes to a bowl of noodles in the next day.

At this time in a bowl of noodles.

Yu Jinnian closed the shop ahead of time and clothed the meals lightly. Seeing that Ji Hong was still awake, he moved forward curiously and took a closer look. The man's face was cold and the breath he exhaled was not warm. He seemed to have been dug out of the ice cellar, but the person looked beautiful and unreasonable. The eyelashes grew like a girl's, and Yu Jinnian felt itchy hands. Cheap, always want to grab it.

He had not put the idea of ​​mischief in his heart into practice, only to see that the other person's eyes flickered, and he slowly turned the clouds to remove the mist, exposing the bright and bright Uzuki coming under his eyes.

This situation was unexpected at Yu Jinnian's time. His hands were still resting on people's faces!

Ji Hong opened his eyes and suddenly saw a big, frozen face, so he couldn't help it.

The two stared at each other for a moment, Yu Jinnian laughed twice, withdrew his hand with the speed of thundering and stealing the bell, turned his head and withdrew, shouting: "Second Spike! Eat!"

Ji Hong looked at him as a guilty conscience, and thought he had something on his face. He raised his hand and touched it. When he recovered, he realized that there were four or five dishes on the table in front of him. It's strange to have never seen it before.

There was a kind-faced woman walking slowly through the back hall, with a beautiful female doll in her hand, and she was sitting at the table.

The little girl was not young enough to judge people by appearance, and the classification of the people around her was simple and rough. After being iced twice by Ji Hong, she was automatically placed in the column of “the fierce bad guys”, even though Ji Hong was rumored. Heavenly immortality is also reluctant to sit next to him.

Yu Jinnian could not, so he sat next to Ji Hong and handed chopsticks to everyone.

Although Sui Sui was a little afraid of strangers, she was tempted by the food and gradually stopped eating it. She opened her belly and ate it. She was small and the food was far away, so she pulled Yu Jinnian's sleeve to let him clip the clip , Eating cheeks shining.

Yu Jinnian clipped a spike of chicken wings to Sui Sui, turned his head to see that there was a lot of rice left in the Ji Hong bowl, and did not eat much, so he also clipped a boneless wing and two pieces of squash that were soft and sticky. .

Ji Hong was already full. When he bowed his head, the bowl was pointed again, but the boneless chicken wings were tender and juicy. The vegetables in the bag were rich and crisp, and the pumpkin was salty and delicious. The entrance was melted and spread in The garlic cloves on the bottom of the crock were even deodorized by the garlic. Rao is Ji Hong ’s daily meal in a small bowl. Today, Yu Jinnian asked Yu Jinnian to fill up the stomach pouch.

It ’s not Yu Jinnian ’s original intention to feed Ji Hong. It ’s really that this man is too elegant and elegant. It seems that such rules are pressed out with a wooden mold. The meal must be chewed a fixed number of times before it is swallowed. The three-course meal must be Drinking a spoonful of soup, the bowl is also stiffly placed less than one foot from the chest. Eating the garlic clove can also eat the momentum of the shark's fin bear paw. Yu Jinnian thought it was very interesting and couldn't help but want to give him a dish.

One bite, two bites, three bites ... It's time to drink soup!

Sure enough, counting the third bite, Ji Hong put down his rice bowl on time and took a bite of the side ear soup.

As if the mischief had succeeded, Yu Jinnian snickered with a "chuck".

After watching the youngster glance at himself, he smiled while holding the bowl. Ji Hong looked at him up and down again, and he still found nothing wrong. He was very puzzled, but what was it that could make him laugh like this. Trembling.

At this time, Sui Sui swayed her little feet and screamed softly, "Little Brother, Sui Sui still wants to eat that egg roll."

Yu Jinnian was in a good mood, laughing and saying, "Okay, give Sui Sui a little ingot!"

"Slow down, who won't **** you with you?" Er Niang pulled out a silk kerchief from her sleeve and smiled and wiped her daughter's mouth.

Ji Hong listened to the laughter in his ears and looked at the extremely unusual but delicious food in the bowl. The square table in front of him seemed to have been used for more than a few years. A small gap was also made in the brushing of the sun, the moon, and the distant knocking sound could be heard across the door of the store.

Everything is so ordinary, but so real, just like the smile on the face of the teenager at the moment, there is a warmth at his fingertips, so he can't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

"Give you one too." Hearing a clear, smiling voice, Ji Hong looked up and saw that the teenager was holding two chopsticks to him. "Ruyi Xianggan, Yuanbao Egg Roll, Ji Gongzi will also be happy Ruyi. "

Ji Hong pursed his lips, and his expression could not be softened: "Thanks to you."

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After eating, Er Niang chatted with them a few words, and took Sui Sui back to the room to read a book. Yu Jinnian cleaned up the table and took a small jar from behind the counter like a thief. Before Ji Hong.

"The lychee wine that I brewed just now can be opened, so I will try it with you first."

This lychee is hard to come by. It was a fruit farmer who came to Shudi this summer to send lychees to the north. Everyone knows that lychees "if they leave this branch, their color will change in one day and their taste will change in three days." It is very precious, so there are also individual names called "lizhi". Unfortunately, the fruit farmer had just settled in Xin'an County, and he became uncomfortable with diarrhea, delaying his journey. When Yu Jinnian saw him anxiously, he grabbed a pair of Huoxiang Zhengqijian and drank with him, and the man later didn't know how to thank him, and left a basket of fresh and full Danli.

Litchi has the effect of nourishing blood and nourishing qi, he stripped some of them to Sui Sui Erniang and ate them, and the remaining few went to the altar to make wine. It is not difficult to brew fruit wine, the most important thing is not to see the raw water, otherwise the colony will turn a good wine into bad vinegar, so the litchi must be washed and drained before peeling, and the wine jar is also cooked in boiling water. Yu Jinnian used sorghum wine, which had a higher degree and a more mellow taste. He put the wine together with a layer of white sugar and a layer of lychee into the altar. The mouth of the altar was sealed and placed in a cool partition under the counter. Then it was quiet Waiting.

Now that the self-proclaimed altar has been counted, just as early as March, it is a good time to start wine.

Ji Hongqi's lips wanted to say something. After staring at the wine jar for a while, he refrained and nodded gently.

Yu Jinnian knocked off the mud block of the altar with an empty bowl, and when he opened the red cloth, a sweet fragrance flew out. He smelled several greedily, and poured two small bowls over the altar. The wine was clear. Transparent, exuding the sweet taste of litchi.

The two drank while chatting with the parents in the market. For example, what fruits are cheap and delicious this season, or the bean curd sprouts in Zhangjia Doufang are much more delicious than the tofu Xishi family that is overcrowded all day long, or a few more It's time for the Japanese grapes to go down and you can make wine again ... and so on.

It is said that the parents are short and the natural pattern is very narrow. Most of them are inseparable from "eating". In short, the last thing to pull is to pull back the food, and most of them are described by Yu Jinnian himself, while Ji Hong is silent. Listening, blinking twice as if in agreement, it was also extremely harmonious.

Ji Hong sipped his drink in the bowl, and while looking sideways, the teenager even poured two bowls with boldness, before finally quenching his thirst, stopped the conversation box, and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

Like a cat, Ji Hong thought.

After drinking, Yu Jinnian began to boldly observe the man again-after discovering that the model rules on Ji Hong's body were very interesting, this has become an important entertainment activity for him tonight-but this time he It was boring. The man did not have any strange little movements in drinking, but sat straighter than others and drank slower than others.

He did his peeping business upright and forgot that he forgot to apologize for making a seat today. Fortunately, Ji Hong didn't come for it and didn't care. The two of you raised the altar and I drank a cup for a while. Yu Jinnian suddenly remembered something, suddenly stood up and ran to the back kitchen, but shocked Ji Hong.

"It's so dangerous to forget to give Er Niang the medicine!" Yu Jinnian lifted the curtain and looked back at Ji Hong again. "Don't hurry, I'll make some sober tea."

Ji Hong had been persuaded by the teenager to drink a lot of wine. Although it seemed okay to sit there, it was a little dizzy. I heard the teenager telling him not to go, and he focused slowly. Nodding his head, and shaking it like this, he felt chaotic in his mind as if he had filled the paste, and his chest was depressed.

Those who should not drink or drink should suffer.

A night breeze rolled in and blew out the only lamp on the table. In the dark, Ji Hong could even hear the thumping sound in his chest. He instantly got up to stand up and bumped the things around him seven. Scattered, he was tripped by the legs of the table and walked in a panic direction towards the disappearance of the teenager.

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