After a few days of haste and panic, the Yiwan noodle restaurant finally calmed down. Meidou over there is also clever, always crying Qing Huan twice a day, and calling sister in despair, but it makes all the girls in Yicui Pavilion not have the slightest doubt about Qing Huan's death. Sigh for a while.
The door of Yiwan Noodle House is facing a long street that runs from east to west. Although their facade is narrow, and the decoration is mediocre, it has no distinctive features. But even so, the fragrance of food that wafts out of the small noodle shop every day always attracts many passers-by, and now, it can be said to be full of customers.
Although it is late autumn, the climate is not very dry due to the proximity of the river to the river in Xin'an County. It is only very cold in the morning and evening, and it feels cold and humid. Today, the top of the head is even more gray and dark, fearing that it will rain.
But whether it's raining or the mother is getting married, I still have to live happily ever after, it's just—
He will never listen to Mr. Ji's bedtime stories again! It's so boring!
Yu Jinnian got up early in the morning dejectedly, heated up the stewed meat sauce in the kitchen, and then went to check on Qing Huan's condition, but he didn't expect that Er Niang was already inside, the two got up earlier than him, and were talking Very happy.
"I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up to see Miss Qing Huan." Er Niang smiled, "She was saying that she was in a hurry and asked me to find some sewing work for her."
Yu Jinnian said: "It's okay to find some work, but don't be too tired. It's better to have a good rest."
Qing Huan had lost blood when she was injured, and her face was still a little pale at this time, she also smiled: "I'm not very good at it, I'm not like Brother Nian, who can sew up a broken leg. Brother Nian saved me I am so ashamed that I still live without food and drink. If there are any bedding and clothes that need to be mended, or embroidery to make silk, I can do it, and I can embroider very quickly!"
Er Niang patted her hand: "I have a few pieces of white silk at my place. I originally planned to make some small handkerchiefs for Sui Sui. Now that I'm in poor health and can't sit still, I'll bring them to you. At that time, when the embroidery is finished, let Brother Nian take it out and sell it, and it will count as your food and housing money."
Qing Huan panicked and said: "How good is this, a piece of silk is only a few dollars..."
Erniang smiled and told her not to refuse, just said: "Treat you well, if you still have the heart, I will stay and help Brother Nian."
Qing Huan didn't know what to say, so she nodded her head vigorously: "You are Qing Huan's lifesavers, and I will repay you even if I do my best!"
"Don't," Yu Jinnian interjected, "Look at our small yard, we can neither raise cattle nor horses! Well, now all the cattle and horses should rest quickly, it's time to change the medicine."
After hearing this, the two covered their mouths and laughed.
Yu Jinnian put the medicine tray beside the bed, unwrapped the cloth strips, dipped soft silk in thick green onion soup to gently wash away the prodrug, put another melted Yuhong ointment on it, wrapped it with new cotton cloth, and put it on the wooden board again fixed. This Yuhong ointment has the effect of dispelling putrefaction and promoting muscle growth, promoting blood circulation and detoxification, and can ameliorate incisions. It is often sold in various medicine halls. After changing the medicine, I taught her how to move her ankle lightly to prevent muscle stiffness.
When he came back from the Qinghuan room with the medicine powder and the bottle, Ji Hongcai got up and was standing in front of the couch taking off his underwear. He didn't expect Yu Jinnian to come back so fast, and he didn't have time to cover it up, and the large white back was covered by Yu Jinnian I saw it all.
Yu Jinnian didn't expect to see such a beautiful scene as soon as he opened the door, he stopped suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to look away, but he moved only an inch, and suddenly thought: He is not a big girl with yellow flowers, I am also They are not prodigal sons, they are all men with the same attributes, there is nothing to be ashamed of, it seems strange to suddenly look away at this time!
So he moved back abruptly, pretending to greet each other like normal men, grinning and saying: "Oh brother Ji, you are so white!"
Ji Hong glanced back at him, turned his back again, hurriedly put on his clothes, and tied his belt tightly, as if he was afraid that Yu Jinnian would rush over and moles him.
"..." Ah bah, Yu Jinnian spat in his heart, you might as well pretend you didn't see it, how could any normal man praise someone for being "so white"? You might as well blindly boast about his good figure!
After Ji Hong put on his clothes, Yu Jinnian hurriedly said, "Put on more. It's cloudy today, maybe it will rain."
"Yeah." Ji Hong replied deeply. Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him very much, Yu Jinnian put down the medicine bottle in a bit of disappointment, intending to go out and open the business, but he didn't expect to be caught by Ji Hong before he stepped over the threshold. Hong stopped his voice, "Jin Nian, come here."
"Oh!" Yu Jinnian stopped his feet and ran over happily, "What's the matter?"
Ji Hong said: "It's messed up."
"Did I tie it well?" For convenience, Yu Jinnian got up in the morning and tied a ponytail casually, and ran out without looking in the mirror. At this time, after hearing Ji Hong's words, he felt puzzled, but immediately touched Ji Hong's raised hand. The man's hand was still so cold, the jade-like warmth climbed up the fingers, spread to the arms and dissipated suddenly. He muttered, "Isn't it all the same? What's the difference?"
Ji Hong opened the wooden drawer under the closet, found a hair tie, grabbed the boy's hair, and wrapped it around twice lightly: "Okay."
Yu Jinnian bent down to look in the mirror, and saw a new duck-egg blue headband, with small sky-blue clouds embroidered on the tail, hanging softly behind the ears. He looked sideways and wondered, "Where did it come from? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Ji Hong said very ordinaryly: "You won the pot on the eve of the moon, you forgot."
"Really?" Yu Jinnian was dubious, why didn't he remember that there was such a hairband in the lottery of throwing the pot
Ji Hong said: "Well, just like it."
After thinking about it, Yu Jinnian didn't have the slightest impression, so he gave up. His hairbands used to be made from old clothes that Erniang couldn't wear while picking ears. Most of the little girl's clothes were brightly colored, but the ones that could be used were gray and white. He hadn't planned how to dress himself up, so he never thought about buying a new headband, it was just make do.
But people, regardless of whether they are men or women, there is always a certain love of beauty. Yu Jinnian touched it happily, nodded and said, "I like it, why don't you like it!"
Ji Hong softened his expression and smoothed his hair.
Yu Jinnian had seen enough, so he smiled and dragged him to open a shop in front.
On the matter of opening the store, the two have cooperated very tacitly. You come down to me to boil the water, and you pass the vegetables to me to collect the money. What's more, the tacit understanding is that every time Yu Jinnian moves his paws, Ji Hong knows what he wants and can always deliver it to him immediately.
After being busy with the morning meal, you can have an hour free. At this time, there are not many people ordering food, so Yu Jinnian can sit down and rest for a while.
As usual, Ji Hong stood behind the counter to settle the accounts. Yu Jinnian lay on the stage to watch him write, squeezing the not-so-spacious counter so that there was not even a trace of room. He was uncomfortable lying down, and Ji Hong could not write Comfortable. For a moment, Ji Hong raised his eyes and looked at him, wanting to say something, but finally heaved a sigh, and moved the ledger to the side again.
Yu Jinnian looked at it for a while, and then discussed with him what to eat, meat or vegetable, sweet or spicy, the name of the dish was all that mattered.
Ji Hong kept writing, and suddenly remembered the dish "Chopped Pepper Fish Head". For this reason, he walked from the city to the outside of the city, but in the end not only did he not eat it, but he did not even hear how it was made.
The two were in the same closet, and a woman walked in with a doll who was still eating her fingers. The woman was dressed exquisitely, but her complexion was yellow, and the little doll was so thin that her chin was pointed, making him look like a pair of black grapes. His eyes were extraordinarily large, and he looked around curiously.
Yu Jinnian walked over hurriedly, and asked with a smile, "Auntie, what would you like to eat?"
The woman looked left and right at the small wooden sign hanging on the wall and the price on it: "Two bowls of noodles with tomato sauce."
She can read and write, presumably she is the daughter-in-law of that rich family
Yu Jinnian agreed quickly and went to the back kitchen. The little doll on the ground grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes, biting her fingers, and babbled and shouted: "Aniang, I want to eat fried three mud..."
The woman looked annoyed: "There is no Chao Sanni."
But the little baby shook the woman's arm reluctantly: "Mother, Hong'er wants to eat fried rice, want to eat fried rice..."
Hong Er? Yu Jinnian looked back at Ji Hong over there, and said with a smile, there is a little Hong'er here, and a big Hong'er over there! Ji Hong seemed to notice his gaze, and raised his eyes lightly.
The woman was so annoyed by Xiao Hong'er's troubles that she hugged him onto the stool and said sternly: "No trouble, Hong'er! Our family is broken up, it's not the same as before, now we can only go to your uncle's house in Jin County. There is no Fried Sanni to eat, do you hear me?"
How could the little baby understand these things, only knew that there was no delicious food, and burst into tears of grievance.
The woman said angrily, "Why are you so ignorant!"
Seeing that this was not a solution, Yu Jinnian said, "The baby is still young and greedy, so he has to be sensible. When he grows up, he will naturally respect his mother, won't he, Hong'er?" He squatted down and touched the child's head, Wiping his tears, he asked, "What would Hong'er want to eat? Tell me."
The little baby sniffed, looked at his mother again, and said shyly, "Fried, fried three mud."
Yu Jinnian rolled his eyes and laughed: "Okay, I can do this. Hong'er is good, listen to your brother and stop making trouble, okay?"
The child's mother said: "How can this be done? I'm so used to him..."
"Kids, just be greedy for this one, and fried three mud is not a big dish." Yu Jinnian waved his hand at the little baby, then stood up, went behind the curtain, and turned back to the counter before sneaking in. Put down a sentence, "Hong'er! Brother is going to cook!"
"..." Ji Hong's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the pen was late, and a drop of thick ink ticked down along the tip of the pen, staining the paper.
The boy was really, taking advantage of him openly and aboveboard.
Yu Jinnian went into the kitchen with a smile on his face, and beat two eggs. Only the yolks were used for the fried eggs, so he separated the egg whites and put them in other bowls, so they could be used for other things. The dish of fried three mud is said to be a dish, but it is actually more like a dessert. It is made by frying three ingredients of different colors into a sweet mud shape and then placed on a plate, so it is called fried three mud. It has the effect of strengthening the spleen and stomach, and children especially like to eat it.
He took a handful of red beans and a handful of peas, washed each of them, steamed them in a basket until they were soft, and steamed the egg yolks until they became flour noodles. Then crush the steamed and thoroughly steamed three ingredients into a puree and put them aside for later use.
Then take the oil pan and fry the three kinds of mud and fine white sugar separately, absorb the water a little, so that the sugar melts and the mud is soft but not smashy, then put them out one by one, and put them in a three-leaf cake shape on a large white plate, with three distinct colors Each of the sweet mud occupies a fan leaf, which is clearly separated, which is really beautiful.
Finally, garnish with a handful of toasted sesame seeds and serve with a spoon.
Yu Jinnian also made the tomato sauce noodles ordered by the child's mother, washed his hands, and happily went to the front with the fried three mud in his hands, opened the curtain, and opened his mouth to call: "Hong'er!"
Both Da Hong'er and Xiao Hong'er turned their heads in unison.
Yu Jinnian brought the two dishes over, coaxed Xiao Hong'er, and then ran to the side of the counter, secretly looked at the big Hong'er, seeing that he seemed to be angry with a cold face, he said embarrassingly: "Okay, I'll call you Nianer a few times too, okay?"
Ji Hong's lips moved slightly, the sound of "Nian'er" was so horrifying that he couldn't utter it.
Yu Jinnian knew the result would be like this, so he laughed again.
Ji Hong shook his head, in terms of nonsense, he had no choice but to bow down.
The mother and son had eaten, paid the bill, saluted Yu Jinnian and left. Seeing that there was no one there, Yu Jinnian said that he would go out for a while and return the medicine equipment to the old gentleman in Pingkang Pharmacy.
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The medicines in Pingkang Pharmacy are of high quality and cheap, and the quantity is never underestimated, and the pharmacy is actually the same owner as the neighboring Shou Ren Tang.
At this time, a drug boy hurried into the back hall and shouted, "Mr. Luo! Mr. Luo!"
An old man with huafa walked out slowly, frowning and said, "Why are you running around?"
Seeing him suddenly appearing from behind him, the drug boy was so frightened that he stabbed his feet, patted his chest and said, "There are people from the Ding family coming in front, and I want to ask you to see Mr. Ding from his family. He said it was two days ago. It was cut by a dagger, it didn’t work, and now it’s pus. I heard... their family invited Mr. Zou from the next door to go and see it... "
"Master what a piece of shit, the account of injuring my disciples has not been settled yet, and I don't know where the face came to invite me? Besides, a trauma is bleeding, do you need to hire two doctors?" Luo Qian heard It was Ding's family, so they immediately refused. The white-haired old man was so angry that he uttered a few dirty words, "Go out and tell them that the old medicine and equipment are not around, and he will not accept surgery for the time being. Please be wise."
Yaotong didn't have a good impression of Nading's family, so Mr. Luo just didn't want to see it! He nodded and was about to run back to reply. It's just that he just pushed open the door of the front hall, and bumped into a person head-on.
—It turned out to be Zou Heng, the "miracle doctor" of Ji'an Hall next door.
Yaotong couldn't understand Ding's family, and he couldn't understand Zou Heng either. One of these two people was rich and unkind, and the other was blackmailing doctors for asking prices. It was like cow dung and dog poop. Anyone who knows a little bit about cause and effect knows that this "miracle doctor" was named by Zou Heng himself, and he just deceived patients outside who don't know his details.
Strictly speaking, Zou Heng and Mr. Luo of his family are also from the same school. Strictly speaking, Zou Heng should call Mr. Luo "Master", but it is said that the two fell out many years ago. Mr. Luo never mentioned the matter of Zou Heng to them.
The drug boy blocked the door, but Zou Heng still had the cheek to squeeze in, forcing the drug boy to stagger, then he walked in, followed Luo Qian and said with a smile: "Uncle Luo, long time no see! "
Luo Qian snorted coldly, but did not respond.
Zou Heng pretended he didn't see it, and said shamelessly, "The Ding family is inviting someone, Master, won't you go and see?"
"Who is your uncle, see clearly before calling someone." Luo Qian's face was slightly angry, and he still said the words, "The old man borrowed the medicine kit, and he can't see the surgery. Go to the Ding family by yourself!"
After hearing this, Zou Heng said in amazement: "Master's medicine kit is something that no one else can touch. I don't know who has such a big face to borrow Shibo's medicine box?"
Luo Qian said, "What does it have to do with you?" Then he turned his head and left, slamming the door, knocking out Zou Heng's nose.
"..." Zou Heng made fun of himself, stood outside the door and cursed in a low voice, "Bah, old man!"
The Ding family gave so much consultation money, it would be a fool not to go! Turning around, he put on a smiling face again, strolled back to the front hall, and left with the Nading family with his head held high.
Just walking through a street, Zou Heng passed a young man, and suddenly noticed a medicine box hanging on his shoulder.
It was Luo Qian's medicine kit!
It was impossible for him to admit that Luo Qian's medicine box was different from others'. It was a lacquer box with ink and color, as bright as a mirror and as light as a cloud. It was said that it was rewarded by a certain dignitary above. Specially made, unique in the world, and somehow, the ancestor passed this box to Luo Qian.
Zou Heng stared greedily at the medicine box, and it took him a long time to remember to look up to see who was carrying it.
It's just that this one glance made him so angry that he was so angry - wasn't this Yu Jinnian who hurt his face in He's house that day! It's just a little cook who can't stand on the table, but he is carrying the medicine box on his back! What did Luo Qian say, the medicine box was borrowed from someone else, could it be that he lent it to this kid
Yu Jinnian didn't notice Zou Heng, and walked lightly into Pingkang Pharmacy.
The author has something to say:
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ask questions! How should normal men greet each other
Niannian: (raises hand) I know! That's it... bro dei, you're so pretty—
A ledger flew from the sky and slapped it on Nian Nian's face, Nian Nian died.
Ji Hong: (dragging the corpse) Sorry, he is unwell and not suitable for interviews.
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Brother Nian dei: I am straight!
Nonsence. Have you ever seen a mosquito coil