"However, Aunt Biao, I believe you, you can definitely use this thing in the right place. It's getting late, I'm going to deliver porridge to my fiancee... By the way, Aunt Biao, I can use it in the morning these few days. Can't we all come to eat?" Ji Xianrong licked his face.
"Okay, come if you want! If this thing is really good, I'll leave you a copy of the potion!" Gu Ye patted his shoulder. One of the reasons why she is willing to meet Ji Xianrong is that this guy has a pure heart and doesn't have so many tricks.
For someone else, after hearing the legend of Zizhi, there will definitely be a little bit of heartbeat and a little bit of unwillingness. But this guy only thought about helping his fiancee get breakfast. In the future, he will definitely be a wife and slave, and he will be bullied to death by that guy Wan Linfang!
When Ji Xianrong left, he was carrying a large food box. For the sake of his fiancée, this guy went to Ning Wangfu to guard him early in the morning. When he arrived at Wanfu, people just started to use breakfast.
Lord Wan hadn't come back in the morning, and several uncles and brothers also went to the yamen. In these few days, Mrs. Wan has spared her daughter-in-law's morning and evening time. At this time, only the sixteen-year-old son Wan San accompanied her for breakfast.
"Auntie, third brother, I have brought you soup dumplings and shrimp dumplings. Auntie, try this peach gum soap rice porridge, it can improve your face and delay aging. Third brother, this is egg soup, it tastes very delicious. ..." Ji Xianrong put all the breakfast from the robbery of Ning Wang's mansion on the table.
As for the frozen steamed buns, he did not see the place and ordered the servants: "Keep these frozen, and steam them when you want to eat them!"
"Wow, this soup dumpling is so fresh, but it's a bit cold. If it's piping hot, it will definitely taste better than the last time I ate at Qingfeng Building. Brother Xianrong, where did you buy it?" He ate the soup dumplings with a big mouthful of satisfaction.
"Buy? There's nowhere to buy it!" Ji Xianrong said slightly, "You think about it, in this entire capital, even in the entire Yan Kingdom, who's cook can surpass Qingfenglou?"
"Prince Ning's Mansion! Although I didn't have the chance to taste it, it's spread all over the capital! No way, you went to the kitchen of Prince Ning's Mansion and stole it..." Wan San was young and his temperament was rather detached. He opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief.
Mrs. Wan glared at him: what to steal? You don't have a door!
Ji Xianrong gave him a white look: "How talented am I to be able to steal from Prince Ning's mansion? These were sent by my auntie! There is also this bowl of porridge, which is helpful for recovery after appendicitis surgery. Aunt Yan in the kitchen cooked it for Fang'er! It took more than half an hour, or else I would have come earlier!"
"Xianrong, you have a heart!" The son-in-law ran to Prince Ning's mansion early in the morning, it turned out to be for his daughter! Mrs. Wan was even more satisfied with this son-in-law.
Wan San looked at the future brother-in-law with admiration on his face: "Brother Xianrong, I really belong to you! You actually treat Prince Ning's mansion as his home, not only eating but also holding it!"
"That's because Aunt Biao was moved by my sincerity! She promised me that before Fang'er could eat regular food, I could go to Prince Ning's Mansion to get medicated meals every morning! With the medicated meals prescribed by Aunt Biao, Fang'er's wounds will definitely be very fast. It can be healed. By the way, this is a scar removal cream, and I took it back. My aunt said that it cannot be used for the time being. After the stitches are removed, apply a layer every day..." Scar cream delivered.
"That... Auntie, has Fang'er eaten?" Ji Xianrong asked, scratching his head.
"No! Her wound was a little sore in the morning, and she said she had no appetite!" Mrs. Wan replied.
"I... I'll go see her!" Ji Xianrong hurriedly walked to his fiancée's yard with the large intestine yam and barley porridge.
Mrs. Wan hesitated for a moment—this is out of order! Wan San, who was enjoying the meal, said, "In two months, Brother Xianrong will be my brother-in-law, so what's there to avoid suspicion? Besides, it's a good thing that Brother Xianrong cares about my sister so much. isn't it?"
Mrs. Wan sighed: The situation is special, maybe Ji Xianrong made a joke, Fang'er can forget the pain and eat more.
"Mother, try this shrimp bun, it's a hundred times better than the one made by our cook. Didn't you praise his shrimp bun when you dined at Qingfeng Building a few years ago? I think this is better than the one you ate that day. I ate too much. Oh, and this egg soup... It's really delicious!" Wan San's stomach was full, but he still couldn't bear to stop. Thanks to the future brother-in-law, he finally tasted the delicious food of Ning Wangfu. When the academy starts, he must show off with his classmates!
"Fang'er, try this porridge, it's very helpful for your wounds." Ji Xianrong's two ha, when facing his fiancée, instantly turned into a warm man golden retriever, "I know your wound hurts, so you need to eat more or less. Son. I didn't eat anything yesterday, and my body couldn't handle it!"
Seeing Wan Linfang frowning and shaking his head, Ji Xianrong continued to persuade: "How about you smell this fragrance? Although it is a medicinal diet, it has no medicinal smell. Just smelling this fragrance makes people drool. Fortunately, I am full in the morning. Otherwise, I'll have to swallow in front of your face!"
"If you don't want to drink porridge, then take a sip of soup first to moisten your throat." Ji Xianrong opened the food box, poured a bowl of eggs into the soup, and tried the temperature, "The temperature is just right, come, have a taste!"
Wan Linfang was so annoyed by him that he opened his mouth to let him feed him. Huh? This egg soup is very different from what I usually drink. The chicken soup is delicious and the frangipani is tender. After being fed a few mouthfuls of egg soup by Ji Xianrong, Wan Linfang's taste buds were awakened and had some appetite.
"What kind of medicated diet are you talking about, is it good for my recovery from surgery?" Wan Linfang couldn't help asking, smelling the smell of porridge.
Ji Xianrong quickly picked up the porridge, nodded and said, "Yes! I specially asked the chef of Ning Wang's mansion to cook this porridge specifically for your situation. I have tasted it, it really has no medicinal smell, and it tastes good!"
When Wan Linfang heard this, she paused when she was drinking porridge, and slowly swallowed the porridge in her mouth: "It turned out to be the craftsmanship of the chef of Ningwang's house, I thought your family had changed the cook! You ran away early in the morning. Is it annoying for people to beg for food at home?"
"It's not annoying, it's not annoying! Aunt Biao said that I'm welcome at any time. I made a reservation with the small kitchen in Prince Ning's mansion, and I'll go get porridge, soup, etc. that will help your body every morning. Aunt Yan said that. , I'll cook black fish soup for you in two days, and it won't itch when the wound heals!"
Because it was the first day after the operation, the large intestine inside was not easy to digest, so it was already picked out when the porridge was served. Wan Linfang only felt that the porridge had a special fragrance, but did not know what it was made of. However, she is not a pretentious and charming girl. In the face of special ingredients such as large intestine and brain flower, she will not lose her face and stay away.
Drinking the soft and fragrant porridge, with food in her stomach, Wan Linfang's mood also improved. She watched Ji Xianrong feed her porridge attentively, so close that she could even see the fine fluff on the other person's face - not to mention, when the slimmed down Rong Xiaopang was not guilty, he was quite handsome .
"Do you... have a good relationship with Prince Ning's mansion?" How could Prince Ning allow him to occupy his own small kitchen? With King Ning's indifferent temperament, it was time to throw people out.
"Of course!" Ji Xianrong said proudly, "Which of the people in the capital can easily enter the gate of Prince Ning's mansion? It's me! Even the prince of Prince Jing is not as good as me and Prince Ning. Uncle is getting close! How is it, isn't your future husband likable?"
"I think others are not as thick-skinned as you, right? It's no wonder that King Ning's temperament will take care of you!" Wan Linfang rolled his eyes at him and urged him to continue feeding.
"Who said that Uncle Ning Wang ignored me? He said a lot to me this morning. Add it up... How come there are hundreds of words?" When not speaking, rarely speak.
"Are you sure King Ning doesn't bother you and wants to drive you away?" Wan Linfang complained about him.
"Of course not! However, since Cousin Ning met Aunt Biao, he has finally become a man, and he talks a lot. I've even seen him laugh!" Cousin Ning smiled. , can't let Fang'er see his smile, how can it be good to be hooked
Wan Linfang raised her eyebrows: "Oh! You said that King Ning is not a human being? They asked you to eat and drink, and even take out food, but you actually said that behind your back... I didn't expect you, Xiaopang Rong, to be such a person!"
"No, I'm complimenting him! I'm praising him for getting better and becoming more and more human..." Ji Xianrong saw that his fiancee was in the mood to joke with him, and a big smile evoked the corners of his mouth, "Come on, take another bite... "
"After the operation, eat less and eat more frequently, and don't eat too much!" Yueyuan put her arms around her chest, stood by the door for a long time, and ate a mouthful of dog food. At her feet, there was a huge medicine box.
"Miss Moon Yuan is here? Have you eaten? Would you like to use some more?" Ji Xianrong was very attentive to the people around her aunt.
"I've used it!" Yueyuan rolled her eyes in her heart. I brought out a box full of food from our house, how can I not know that they have already eaten? Is this borrowing flowers to offer Buddha? Even if she didn't eat, she couldn't grab food from the sick patient
"Okay, this breakfast is almost finished. You go out first, I'll change the patient's medicine!" Yue Yuan threw people out.
"That's good... I'll be waiting outside, call me for anything! Fang'er, I'll come back to you later to tell you about the legend of Zizhi Zhimai..." Ji Xianrong was reluctant to part, turning back three steps at a time. Let Yueyuan almost think that she is a wicked man who beats mandarin ducks!
After checking the wound and calling for the medicine, Yueyuan took out the prepared medicine and prepared to infuse the patient. Wan Linfang saw that it was a bottle and a tube, and she had to poke the back of her hand with a thin needle. This... What is this operation? Didn't those old doctors in the past just diagnose the pulse and prescribe medicine
Yesterday's surgery and infusion were almost all done while she was in a semi-conscious state. When she was awake and faced everything, she was really nervous.