The Resplendent Farming Apothecary - Chapter 899

[Eight hundred and ninetieth nine chapters Zizhi]

Mrs. Wan quickly patted her: “You child, how did you talk?”

Ji Xianrong looked nervous: ” Auntie, take it easy, Fang’er has just finished the operation, don’t touch her wound.”

Mrs. Wan pointed at him with her finger: I’m here to help you, haven’t it settled yet? However, seeing that her prospective son-in-law was so nervous about her daughter, Mrs. Wan was still very happy.

Wan Linfang looked at her fiancé somewhat willfully, and said, “I ask you, if I have a conflict with Princess Ning, who will you help?”

“I… Of course I will help you! You are my fiancee, and in the future you will The person who will spend my whole life with me. Who am I not going to help you?”

Wan Linfang just showed a satisfied smile after hearing Ji Xianrong’s words, and then heard him frown and say: “But… you’d better not look for auntie. Trouble. Uncle Ning Wang spoils Aunt Biao to the top of his heart, and will definitely not let anyone who provokes Aunt Biao. His force value is too high, I just want to help you, but it is not enough for others to pinch…”

Wan Lin Fang’s face was pulled down instantly, and she suddenly pulled the quilt over her head, and said angrily: “I’m tired! You go, I’m going to rest!”

“Slow down, don’t pull on the wound!” Ji Xianrong saw that she was tightly covering herself with the quilt, and wanted to help her pull it away. Concerned that her mother-in-law was by her side, she said softly, “Don’t you feel bored? Show your head…”

Wan Linfang ignored it . He, closing his eyes tightly, stretched his breath and pretended to sleep. She had just had an operation, she was weak, and she fell asleep when she was pretending to be!

Ji Xianrong waited for a while. Seeing that his fiancee was not moving, he stood up a little reluctantly and said to Mrs. Wan, “Auntie, let Fang’er rest. I’ll go back first and see her tomorrow.”

Mrs. Wan took him down the corridor, He said to him: “Fang’er’s illness, thanks to you…”

“Auntie, don’t be polite. This is what I should do!” How could he stand by and watch his future daughter-in-law get sick? It’s not to save others, but to save his own daughter-in-law… However, he seems to have ruined Aunt Biao’s return to her parents’ house… Go home and get some good things from the father and the king, and make amends to Aunt Biao tomorrow!

Ji Xianrong did what he said, and the next morning, before Gu Ye got up, he went to the Ning Wangfu to report. Ling Juechen, who had just finished his practice and returned to the yard, saw him but didn’t give him a good look: “Why are you here again?”

“I troubled my aunt yesterday. I specially prepared a gift today to express my gratitude and apology.” Ji Xianrong held a small box and placed it on the table in front of Ling Juechen.

Ling Juechen nodded and said to him: “Okay, we have received your thanks and apology. Is there anything else?”

“Cousin Ning, won’t you open it and take a look?” It’s because of my father that I got this thing.

Ling Juechen opened the box casually, glanced at it lightly, and said, “Oh, it’s Purple Lingzhi! It’s very good!”

“This is not an ordinary Purple Lingzhi. It is said that it was picked by the Lingquan of the Snow Mountain in the northwest. Lingxiu, gathering the essence of the sun and the moon…” Ji Xianrong began to brag.

Ling Juechen interrupted him: “Okay! This purple ganoderma is not ordinary in the end, and the princess will know it when she sees it. If you are all right, go to Wanjia to accompany your wife!”

“No…I…” A shy expression appeared on Ji Xianrong’s face. This guy actually knows when to be ashamed? Strange!

Ling Juechen asked indifferently, “Is something wrong?”

“Cousin, I’m in a hurry to thank my auntie, I haven’t eaten this breakfast yet…” Ji Xianrong had seen the delicious food of Ningwang’s mansion – only when auntie was there. In the past two years since Aunt Biao left, the food in Prince Ning’s mansion… I can’t say enough!

Ling Juechen glanced at him contemptuously, and instructed the servants: “Go and see what breakfast is in the small kitchen, and give Ji Gongzi a little.” After speaking, he turned back to the house to see if the little daughter-in-law was awake, and by the way rushed over Shower and change clothes.

“Wow… soup dumplings, shrimp dumplings, crab roe dumplings… are all my favorites! What kind of soup is this? Egg soup? Pack a jar for me in a while, and I brought the jar…” Ji Xianrong bluntly instructed the servants of Prince Ning’s mansion to take it out for him.

“What kind of porridge is this? Peach gum and white fungus soap rice porridge? Beauty and beauty? Give me a can to take away… And these kinds of steamed buns, also give me two baskets!” Ji Xianrong’s face is super invincible. Can’t penetrate.

Ling Juechen changed his clothes and came out. Seeing that he was turning around in circles under the command of the servants of Prince Ning’s mansion, he glared at him: “Do you think Prince Ning’s mansion is a breakfast shop? Are you full? Hurry up when you’re full!”

“Cousin, don’t do this! It’s true that your cook is very good at cooking. Even ordinary omelettes are better than anyone else’s. I’m not ashamed to have another meal at noon!” Ji Xianronggou Legs smiled at him.

“Why don’t you bring the whole day’s meals with you?” Ling Juechen took a sip of chicken soup. This egg-sprinkled soup is a delicacy in North China. I didn’t expect the little girl to restore it according to the recipe. It was even more delicious than what he drank in his previous life. .

Ji Xianrong’s eyes lit up: “Yeah! Anyway, the temperature is low now, so I’m not afraid of it going bad. Then… give me a few more baskets of soup dumplings to pack and bring…”

Ling Juechen kicked the chair he was sitting on very far. “Go away!”

Ji Xian Rong rushed to the kitchen, licking his face and said to Aunt Yan, who was busy inside: “Aunt Yan, my cousin said, get me a few more cages of soup dumplings and xiaolongbao. Bring it, keep it for me at noon and at night…”

Aunt Yan said with a smile: “Eat buns all day? Isn’t it boring? Well, I have a lot of buns in the morning, and they are frozen outside. You bring the freezer Yes, take it out and steam it when you go back and want to eat it, it tastes better than steaming and reheating!”

“Thank you Aunt Yan, you are really a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!” Ji Xianrong knew that Aunt Yan did not sign the deed, and Cousin Ning Wang and The auntie was also very respectful and polite to her, and she was very attentive to others.

“Aunt Yan, what kind of soup or porridge do you think patients should drink after surgery?” Ji Xianrong couldn’t help but ask.

Aunt Yan has followed Gu Ye for so many years, and has recorded a lot of health-preserving medicinal foods at hand. She thought for a while and said, “I don’t know much: if it’s gastrointestinal tonic, eat pork belly dendrobium soup. If it’s after orthopedic surgery, eat pork chop chop soup. If it’s appendix or colon surgery…”

“Yes, this is it! After appendicitis surgery, what should I eat?” Ji Xianrong stared at Aunt Yan with bright eyes, eagerly waiting for her answer.

“Then eat large intestine Huaishan barley porridge. It’s just sliced fresh large intestine, boiled with Chinese yam, barley and Codonopsis, and taken in the morning and evening, it can strengthen the spleen and benefit the intestines…” Aunt Yan told him carefully, “Otherwise, I Write the recipe for you?”

“That… Aunt Yan, I’m going to buy a pair of large intestines, can I trouble you to cook it? I’m afraid that our cooks are not good at cooking, so they can’t be eaten!” Ji Xianrong wrote thickly A face to ask.

Breakfast is ready, and Aunt Yan is fine. She knew that the two masters did not have many friends, and this young master Ji was one of the few, so she smiled and said, “Don’t buy it. I bought a pair of large intestines this morning, and I was going to do a brain enema. Yes. Since you’re in a hurry, I’ll hold you tight first, right?”

Ji Xianrong took a jade pendant from his body and gave it to Aunt Yan as a gift of thanks. However, Aunt Yan pushed him back: “You are the master’s friend, you are a little busy, how can you accept such a precious gift from the young master? If you do this, I will not do it!”

Ji Xianrong had no choice but to take back the jade pendant.

After Gu Ye got up, he found out that this product was still in the kitchen, so he came to look for him. He kicked Ji Xianrong, who was squatting in front of the stove: “Have you left yet? Come here, I have something to ask you!”

“Good morning, Aunt Biao. How did Aunt Biao sleep last night?” Ji Xianrong looked like a dog.

“I slept very well, after all, I’ve been tired for a long time!” Gu Ye rolled his eyes at him, still brooding at him for destroying his own door.

“Aunt Biao has worked hard!” Ji Xianrong scratched his head a little embarrassedly. Seeing that the Ganoderma lucidum he gave was being played with by Gu Ye, he smiled and said, “Aunt Biao is still satisfied with the gift I gave? Are you trying to get medicine? The master of my family, this Purple Ganoderma lucidum has been kept in my warehouse for many years, and it is almost moldy. Now I make the best use of it and give it to you!”

“I was about to ask you! Is this Purple Ganoderma lucidum from your family’s ancestors?” Gu Ye asked.

“It can’t be considered ancestral, right? It seems that when my father Wang was young, he accidentally rescued a seriously injured and dying person at the border. That person gave it! He said what kind of Zizhi is this… After I got it back, no one recognized it. I don’t know its medicinal properties. My father threw it in the warehouse for decades… I thought, auntie, you have extraordinary medical skills, profound pharmaceutical skills, and extensive knowledge. Maybe it will be useful to you, so I will give it to you. Come here!” Ji Xianrong grinned, smiling stupidly.

Gu Ye looked at the deep purple, faintly glowing, fragrant purple fruit, hesitantly said: “I have never seen this fruit, but… it is very similar to the legendary Zizhi. The fairy medicine Zhiyi records: Earth Vein Zizhi, which grows in snow-capped mountains, is born in Lingquan, with three stems and arches, stands out…”

“Yes, yes! My father said that the man picked it by the spring water on the snow-capped mountains. But there are only fruits in this box, I don’t know. There are several stems and leaves… Aunt Biao, since you recognize it, you must know the medicinal properties of this purple zhi?” Ji Xianrong was also curious, what exactly is this stuff.

Gu Ye’s expression was somewhat inexplicable: “It is said that this kind of fruit is ripe once every 30 years. Ordinary people take it, it can cure diseases and prolong life. People who practice martial arts can improve their skills. Women take it, it will keep their beauty and longevity…”

“Wow It’s so amazing?” Ji Xianrong was a little curious, but he didn’t believe it, “If it’s so amazing, then Daxueshan hasn’t been turned upside down? Most of the legendary things are made up by people.”