No Worries about Food and Medicine

Chapter 68: Crispy Qiong Ye

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Yan Rong was uncommonly not angry, but Xun Xun raised his hand to touch his face, intending to sweep away the foreign matter on his face, but because of his drunkenness, he rubbed the pink color even more, making his eyes smudged. His cheeks were as red as a monkey's butt, and he was even more ridiculous than a buffoon on the stage, without any official power at all.

His eyes were also covered with rouge, so he could only squint, vaguely seeing the young man getting up to leave, he couldn't help reaching out his hand to stop him.

Yu Jinnian hurriedly dodged to the side, but in the end Yan Rong touched his neck, leaving a red mark on the side of his neck, and he said: "I didn't expect Mr. Yan to be so frivolous and willing to give away rouge behind his back." Playing, what awe-inspiring demeanor is just showing off with people outside."

Yan Rong stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly scolded someone. After opening his eyes, he saw a few peach blossoms on the boy's neck, and suddenly realized that he had just touched it. It's not the place, his face turned red, and he clarified anxiously: "What are you talking about, I'm not you..."

"How about us!" Yu Jinnian said angrily.

Yan Rong's face turned red, he wouldn't lose his composure like this usually, but he's not good at drinking, he drank too much these past two days, and his mind was dizzy, for fear that Yu Jinnian might mistakenly think that he was also "that kind of" person, " The kind of people who "like to hang out with men, just want to make excuses for themselves, faltering and saying: "You, you are like that... I saw it. In the morning market and Guozi Lane, you secretly... "

Fruit Lane? What's going on in Fruit Alley

Yu Jinnian suddenly remembered that day when he secretly went to peck Ji Hong, a soft sedan chair hurried past behind him, it turned out that the sedan chair belonged to Yan Rong.

Yan Rong said: "I, I won't say anything. You just have a drink or two with me, talk, just for an hour..." It seemed the first time he did such a threatening thing, even though his face deliberately maintained a distorted expression The momentum, in fact, the whole person is cramped and tense, and in the end, even the head hangs down unnaturally. He stretched out a finger, as if to say that his conditions were already very low, and repeated twice to Yu Jinnian: "One...one hour."

Yu Jinnian was about to be laughed out of anger, he never thought it was something shameful, the reason why he hid with Ji Hong was purely because of a kind of interest, who would have thought that Yan Rong would use this as a threat, so He also became a little impatient, and said: "There are so many people in Yan's residence, why is Mr. Yan worried that he can't find anyone to talk to?"

Yan Rong stopped and looked at him speechlessly.

"..." Yu Jinnian looked at him for a while, and finally couldn't help but said, "Isn't it, it's so miserable?"

Yan Rong dodged his gaze, and his two rouge-smeared hands held a pot of Pi Zhenchun in his arms at a loss. He painted it all pink, a little voluptuous for no reason. He turned his head, didn't know what he was looking at, and muttered: "Yes, yes..."

Yu Jinnian: "..."

Yan Rong: "..."

Yu Jinnian was silent for a moment, waved his hands in annoyance, and sighed helplessly: "That's all right, all right, Mr. Yan, don't act like I abused you. Let's go, you can't ask me to squat here with you Drinking? It’s cold, so I don’t want to drink cold water with you, but ask your people to bring up a small clay stove to warm the wine.”

As soon as Yan Rong heard this, he immediately sent someone to make arrangements, cleaned up a shelter from the wind in the garden ahead, and wobbled Yu Jinnian to sit in it.

The pavilion is not a pavilion, but a small pavilion-shaped pavilion with hexagonal eaves, named "Flying Snow to Welcome Spring". There are leaky windows on all six sides. From each window, you can see different scenery in the small garden. It is a few plants of mottled bamboo, maybe a cluster of red branches, or maybe a few piles of rocks. They are not very gorgeous, but most of them are unique and elegant, which make this thin garden a thousand kinds of style.

A young brother came in with a small stove and placed it on the stone table in the middle. Seeing that Yu Jinnian was watching from window to window, he put a lotus wine warmer on the stove by himself, and put the A white gourd porcelain jug sat inside the lotus, and said with a smile: "Every winter when the plum blossoms are in full bloom and the snow is flying, this pavilion is the most beautiful time. The little genius doctor can come and have a look."

He thought that if his eldest son brought him to the Feixue Yingchun Pavilion, which was specially designed to treat guests, it meant that the two of them were close friends, so he didn't speak too cautiously, lest the little doctor would say that he was an official. He is airy, and there is some intimacy for his young master in the words: "Our eldest son never likes to call friends, today it is rare to invite the little genius doctor to have a drink and enjoy the scenery, and the son did not tell us in advance. Prepare things, there are only some hard fruits at home, don’t let the little genius doctor dislike you.”

The boy was about to get a basin of water to wipe Yan Rong's face, but Yan Rong thought he was talking too much, so he waved his hand on the table and drove him out.

Yu Jinnian looked back at the small plates on the table, they were all nuts such as hazelnuts, almonds, raw melon kernels, etc. Yan Rong was holding a small tong to compete with the hazelnut shells, Yu Jinnian didn't eat in the morning, and at this time his stomach was rumbling He called, but he didn't want to eat hard food to go home and hurt his stomach, so he stopped the boy and asked, "What else do you have in the kitchen that can satisfy your hunger?"

The boy said: "There are only a few leftovers from yesterday, some cold steamed cakes, you can ask the chef to make wontons to eat."

"You go ahead and make the wontons. Bring the steamed cakes first." Yu Jinnian pondered, "Then bring a jar of honey and an oil plate, a ladle, a knife, and two empty plates."

The servant led away, Yan Rong looked at the young man sadly, drank the wine alone and said: "This is my family." The implication is that you are smoother to order my servants than to order your own.

Yu Jinnian ignored him, and after a while the servant brought up all the things he wanted and put them one by one at hand, the steamed cakes had become relatively cold, so he took a knife and cut them thinly along the cold cakes , Sliced into shuttle-shaped sheets, placed on a plate, brushed with a light layer of oil, coated with honey, and baked on a small clay oven.

"Crisp Qiong Ye, refurbished cold food, it's better than your hazelnut melon kernels." Yu Jinnian said. He roasted the front side and the back side, and baked three or four sheets one after another. They were all thin and crunchy, with a bright and delicious honey yellow color, and a sweet aroma other than the smell of wine gradually rose from the kiosk.

Yan Rong kept watching his movements with his head propped up, and he couldn't help being greedy. He immediately threw away the hazelnut in his hand, and picked up a piece of crispy Qiong Ye to eat. After chewing it, it was very crunchy in his mouth, and there was also honey-sweet pastry. If you get tired of eating the taste, take a sip of Pi Zhenchun, which is both pleasant and refreshing.

He finished eating one slice, and wanted to eat more. He looked up and saw the young man opposite him took a sip of his wine with his head slightly lowered, and then slowly bit into a piece of Qiong Ye. He looked very obedient. Holding the crisp in his mouth, he put the jug on the stove. When he let go, he seemed to be scalded by the handle of the pot, his eyes suddenly rounded, and then gradually relaxed, only frowning his slender brows in annoyance. Holding his burned fingers and blowing, at this moment, it seems that he is not well-behaved again.

— fresh.

Yan Rong couldn't help thinking of this word, and he also thought of his own wife in Beijing, a daughter from a famous family, who was begged by his father for him. After a busy month, I welcomed people back and treated them with courtesy.

People say they are happy when they get married, but he doesn't think so. Even bed matters can be left alone. Every few days when he has to go on a business trip, he doesn't dare to open his eyes, and his wife is also shy. However, both of them were educated, so the bed curtain was very quiet every time, and there was no movement.

Yan Rong thinks that getting married is nothing more than that. A man needs to marry and a woman needs to marry. It's just a matter of finding a good family to set up a fire to live on. It couldn't be better, so when his father made an engagement for him, he had no objection. What's more, the lady who married into the door has a good appearance and demeanor, which he even thinks is very good.

Private life? Such a thing never occurred to him.

With some food in his belly, Yan Rong felt less dizzy. Seeing that Yu Jinnian had suffered a lot but didn't gain a lot of wisdom, and was going to touch the hot pot handle, he couldn't help being nervous for a moment, and reminded him aloud: "That's hot, I didn't see that the water inside was boiling."

After all, the young man turned a deaf ear and insisted on taking out the flagon, then yelled and pinched his hands on his earlobes. Yan Rong looked at him, frowned and said strangely: "You have always been like this?"

"What kind?" Yu Jinnian was puzzled.

Yan Rong said: "I'm used to taking other people's words as wind."

Yu Jinnian skillfully roasted the crispy Qiong Ye, and said indifferently: "If what this other person says makes sense, I will listen. But if I must do something, it means that it is very important to me , then no matter how this other person persuades, it is useless. Besides, if I listen to everything and take care of everything, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

"To put it bluntly, it's not that you can't do what you want, and you can't do it?" Yan Rong drank a glass of bitter wine, and after a while, he suddenly asked in distress, "Is there no reason for what I said?"

Yu Jinnian was confused: "Which one are you talking about, the one calling me shameless, or—"

What Yan Rong wanted to say was not this, but the young man forcibly turned a corner. He quickly shook his head and waved his hands to stop the other party from continuing. I really don't know whether this young man is thick-faced or generous-hearted. He stared at Yu Jinnian carefully for a while, and felt that the young man could only be regarded as handsome. Apart from his amazing medical skills, there was really nothing remarkable about him, so he asked him puzzled Said: "What secret method do you have that can make everyone look at you differently?"

"What do you mean?" Yu Jinnian didn't understand.

Yan Rong said: "Whether it's Mr. Ji or Yao'er, all the servants in my house are very happy to be with you, even Jiang Bingren, who is so pampered in Chunfeng Deyi Building, came to argue with me, but Because I said two serious things to you."

This is rather strange, Yu Jinnian found it funny when he heard it, but if he asked him why, how would he know? He is simply dealing with people according to his will. But he felt very humiliated for not being able to answer Yan Rong's question. After a while, he blinked and replied, "Hmm...maybe it's because I'm cute?"

"Pfft—" Yan Rong nearly choked to death.

When Yu Jinnian saw that he was really frightened by these words, he immediately felt that it was pointless to tease him, so he sympathetically sat up straight, and said solemnly: "Okay, I won't joke with you. Then let me ask you a question."

Yan Rong listened attentively, only to see the young man tilt his head slightly, looking over from the steam rising from the wine pot, and said: "Master Yan, you hate me so much for kidnapping your Young Master Ji, why... do you still have to ask?" Talk to me?"

"..." Yan Rong was stunned, and suddenly panicked, and he didn't know how to answer.

Earlier, he used the wine of Pi Zhenchun to pour out the sorrow of the fifth sister who was looking for death and life. After leaving the house, he wandered to an unknown street. He smelled the aroma of rouge and gouache, and he couldn't help thinking of Yu Jinnian, so he bought a box by accident. Rouge, after buying it, I realized that there was no one to give it away, it was very miserable.

Today, I saw Yu Jinnian seeing Yao Er, and he didn't know why, he felt very uncomfortable, so he wanted to talk to someone, and wanted to pour out some of the unhappiness in his heart, and take advantage of the breeze to blow it away together—when It was really random, and when I came back to my senses, I had already sent Rouge away, and even said some nonsense words that caused people to misunderstand.

Ashamed, Yan Rong shrugged his shoulders bitterly, influenced by alcohol, he lost the rigid airs of a scholar, his upper body leaned crookedly on the table, and chewed on Yu Jinnian's freshly baked crispy Qiong Ye, He didn't have the energy to pinch anyone, so he broke the can and said, "I don't know, maybe it's because... you're used to ignoring people's words. I always feel that talking to you doesn't seem to be a burden, it's very easy..."

Yu Jinnian shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Yan, if you used to talk to Miss Fifth like you do today, maybe you brothers and sisters would not be in the same situation as today, and Miss Fifth would not commit suicide."

Yan Rong seemed to have eaten a mouthful of Coptis chinensis, and said bitterly: "I used to be very annoying?"

"It's just annoying." Yu Jinnian thought for a while, took a sip of Crispy Qiong Ye, and drank a cup of warm Pi Zhenchun. Feeling relieved, he continued to say the shocking words, "...it just makes people very uncomfortable. I want to put you in a sack."

Yan Rong: "...Yaoer also sees me like this?"

Yu Jinnian pouted: "Then I don't know, you can ask her."

Yan Rong was hit hard, and drank half a pot of wine down again. Yu Jinnian saw that his face was flushed, and his head was like a rotten apple. Obviously, his body's hangover function was too poor. He belonged to the type of person who shouldn't drink a lot by nature, but because he was extremely distressed at this time, Yu Jinnian didn't stop him and let him drink freely.

After a while, the cook brought up the prepared wontons, stuffed with pork and cabbage, with big tails, floating in the soup bowl like clouds, Yu Jinnian was eating happily when he picked it up, when suddenly the porcelain bowl in front of him looked like a long bowl He kicked his legs and ran away with a squeak.

He raised his eyes angrily, and saw that it was Yan Rong who was completely drunk, shaking his bowl and refusing to eat.

"You all say that I don't love Yao'er." Yan Rong suddenly shouted.

Yu Jinnian pointed to the sky and said, "I didn't say that."

"In this family, I, I... love Yao Er the most!"

Because she is the only little girl in the family, Yan Rong loves Yan Yuyao the most, and Yan Yuyao has the deepest relationship with him.

He knew that his father adopted Yan Yuyao because he intended to ask her to marry her someday. All the brothers in the family knew it, and so did his grandmother. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, Yan Yuyao was an orphan. Life is better with them. So these years, Yan Yuyao's upbringing was all for her to be a dignified and virtuous headed mistress in the future.

The younger sister is delicate and cute, and her parents died young. He couldn't help but feel sorry for her when he saw it, and he always wanted to give her more love as much as he could. Sometimes when the younger sister quarreled with other brothers, he would always stand by her side. Back up for her. When the youngest sister was talking about marriage, he still recommended the upright Cangbe Lang to his father, and even tried his best to facilitate the matter. He had a personal relationship with the young Guan Lang, and he thought that marrying Cangbe Lang would be better than marrying an unknown man. The character is down-to-earth.

This time when the old lady celebrates her birthday, whichever brother comes back to celebrate her birthday, he will take Yan Yuyao back with him. Yan Rong was afraid that his daughter's family would not get close to the other brothers and would be lonely on the road, so he volunteered to come back to pick up his younger sister.

Thinking of this, Yan Rong cried: "I am facing my little sister like this, but my little sister turns her head and goes to hang the beam!"

Yu Jinnian: "Yes, yes, then give me back the wonton first, I'm very hungry."

Yan Rong said "Oh", but once a person is drunk, his strength will inevitably lose control. He shook the bowl on the table, and the soup and water were spilled on the table in an instant. eat.

He propped his face on one arm, and while watching Yu Jinnian eat, he muttered: "I don't know who she wants to marry, the one surnamed Cao! But it's a merchant, if you eat today, you may not be able to eat tomorrow, Yao Er followed him What's so good about it? Even though Kurabe is only a sixth-rank court official, he has a close relationship with me, and his future is even more limitless. What's so bad about it? I don't understand..."

Yu Jinnian sighed: "Master Yan, have you ever met someone who caught your eye, made you unforgettable, and made you desperate to be with her, even if she was abandoning her position?"

Yan Rong looked at the top of the pavilion above his head and racked his brains to think about it, but his mind was really empty.

Thinking about it, a person like him doesn't know how to scratch his head and scratch his head when he likes someone.

"Ah Hongzhi and I, Mr. Cao and Miss Fifth, are just such people." Yu Jinnian said, "It doesn't matter whether you are right or not, it's just a moment of recognition, then it will be him in this life, there is no reason to talk about it."

Yan Rong said again: "This is called private life, which is not in accordance with etiquette!"

Yu Jinnian pursed his lips and said, "I don't deny the secular etiquette you mentioned, nor do I deny that most people in the world abide by it. You can abuse me as much as you want, and you can use all means, just because I am the one who doesn't fit in in your eyes , but in the end, whether or not to leave Ah Hong is my own business. The same is true of Fifth Miss. You can say that she is wrong, that she is not polite, that she is ungrateful, but there are good and bad things to say, what she chooses is her own idea , including seeking death."

Yan Rong retorted: "I am his elder brother, and it is my father who engaged her in marriage. She should..."

"But she is a human being." Yu Jinnian frowned, and asked back, "A human being has his own thoughts, so he can die. What can you do? Tie her hands and feet, put her in a sedan chair, and welcome her back after a few months A tablet? Of course, these are all up to you, after all, you are her elder brother, and I am just a young doctor who cures diseases and saves lives, and you paid for an hour to talk with you."

Yan Rong was puzzled and said, "You mean, I'm wrong? I'm doing her good and wanting to promise her a better family. Is it my fault? What did she say... What sold her? Our Yan family is better, what's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong, you're all right, it's just that you can't help yourself." Yu Jinnian finally finished eating the wontons in various tortures, then rinsed his mouth with wine, and cleared his throat hotly, "Master Yan, if, I said if... "

Yan Rong stared at him drunkenly, raised his brows to signal him to say.

Yu Jinnian said: "If Miss Fifth's eye disease is a chronic disease in the womb, if you want to recover, you must use medicine to fight the poison, but the medicine is strong and fast, and it is very likely to damage your womb, making it difficult for your offspring. Although it can only be cured with slow medicine Blindness, I can also do it, but the stasis poison must be cured by strong medicine, otherwise, within three to five years, the fifth lady will have a splitting headache and die... Lord Yan, how do you deal with this situation? "

Yan Rong suddenly straightened up, as if he woke up for a moment, and asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

Yu Jinnian called the servant outside the door, asked for a wet towel to wipe his fingers, and replied slowly: "That's what the words mean. It's to hide the truth from Miss Fifth, let her get married, conceive and have children, so as to strengthen your strictness." The power of the family... still want to save the fifth lady's life? Anyway, everyone is married. If she dies in five or six years and leaves behind a baby, maybe it will make the relationship between you and your son-in-law even better. Why is it so deep?"

Yan Rong reached out and grabbed the corner of Yu Jinnian's clothes, and said in surprise, "Which one of your sentences is true and which one is false?"

Yu Jinnian looked back and saw that Yan Rong's red face was still dyed with two strange blushes, which was very funny, and he couldn't help but smiled and said: "Didn't I say it, is it 'if'? And Mr. Yan, you said it yourself, you I love Miss Fifth the most."

Yan Rong wanted to say more, but the door of the small pavilion was suddenly pushed open.

A gust of cold wind came in, rolled up a few residual leaves in the garden, and blew them on the face, both of them narrowed their eyes at the same time, and saw a servant leading a handsome man .

The man's clothes were encouraging, and he spoke calmly. He said it was a greeting, and there was always some coldness in his words, but if he said it was malicious, there was a smile on his face. He walked in Shi Shiran, followed Yan Rong's hand holding the boy's clothes kept seeing Yu Jinnian's puffy face, and then it froze on the side of the boy's neck impressively, and then the chill all over his body increased sharply, and he said grimly, "Master Yan and Boss Yu are playing with rouge." Zhi, why don't you invite someone from last Ji to enjoy the wine at the scene?"

Yan Rong's heart suddenly turned cold, and he thought: It's over, I can't keep this hand today.

Yu Jinnian's heart also suddenly turned cold, thinking: It's over, the washboard at home will not be able to keep today.