Chu Lian's eyes widened in surprise. Did the chief steward of Zheng Guogong's mansion make a mistake? Please, she's not an imperial doctor, she doesn't know medical skills, and she doesn't have any golden fingers. How can she save old Zheng Guogong
Mrs. He was also puzzled, but she saw that the butler of Zheng Guogong's mansion who was kneeling at her feet did not seem to be lying, and the worry and sadness on his face could not be pretended.
"What's going on? Sanlang's daughter-in-law has no medical skills, how can she save the old man?"
Hearing Mrs. He's question, the housekeeper of Zheng Guogong's mansion felt embarrassed for a moment, but there was no way to hide it. In the end, he honestly told Mrs. He and Chu Lian the reason.
Until Chu Lian had already boarded the carriage to Zheng Guogong's mansion, his mind was still dizzy.
This is really an "ancient anecdote". Who would have thought that the old Zheng Guogong's illness was caused by not being able to eat the food he wanted...
No wonder Zheng Guogong's mansion kept everything a secret, and they didn't dare to reveal any rumors. They only said that old Zheng Guogong was old, his health was not good, and he was bedridden.
If the upper class in Shengjing knew that Old Zheng Guogong was on a hunger strike because he was too picky, and his health was getting worse day by day, and if people laughed, Zheng Guogong's mansion would instantly become the laughing stock of the nobles in Beijing.
Chu Lian's forehead twitched, Old Zheng Guogong really suffered from a disease of wealth...
Because of this, Chu Lian also understood why the old lady of Zheng Guogong's mansion was so eager to invite her when she came out of the palace that day.
But since it was because of this reason that he asked her to come here, Chu Lian was not a cold-hearted person. Saving someone's life was better than building a seven-level pagoda, and besides, the person he saved was the well-known old Zheng Guogong in Beijing.
But she couldn't say anything to death, and she just promised the housekeeper of Zheng Guogong's mansion to do her best.
Even so, the butler continued to express his gratitude as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
Seeing Chu Lian's behavior in front of him, Mrs. He nodded secretly. Sanlang's daughter-in-law is kind-hearted, but she is not soft-hearted. She knows her depth and does not try her best. The ability to steer is good.
On the way to Zheng Guogong's mansion, Chu Lian was not idle either.
She first asked Old Zheng Guogong, the chief steward of Zheng Guogong's mansion, about his dietary preferences, and then asked about his physical condition. After careful consideration, she initially decided on what dishes to make.
The butler got Jinyi Xiangjun's order, and immediately ordered a follower who was with him to hurry back to the mansion to prepare the ingredients that the Xiangjun mentioned.
Mrs. He and Chu Lian arrived at Zheng Guogong's mansion two quarters of an hour later.
After getting off the carriage at the second gate, Mrs. Zheng Guogong personally welcomed him into the backyard and entered the old Zheng Guogong's bedroom.
When Zheng Shizi returned to the mansion, he only saw a few more carriages parked at the second gate, and the servants in the stables at home were taking care of the extra horses.
Xiao Bojian rolled over from the horse's back, swept his gaze, and said strangely: "Tiancheng, this seems to be the carriage of Jing'an Bofu."
Zheng Shizi took a closer look at the emblem on the carriage, it was true, Zheng Shizi only knew that his grandfather was in poor health, and it got worse in the past two days, but his parents did not confess to him the real reason why his grandfather was seriously ill, so Zheng Shizi is still being kept secret. in the drum.
He glanced at Chang Sui who was following him, the clever Chang Sui quickly went to inquire, came back after a while, and whispered a few words in Zheng Shizi's ear.
Zheng Shizi was surprised, "Brother Xiao, it's the old lady of Jing'anbo Mansion and Jinyi Township Lord who came to the mansion."
Xiao Bojian was also a little surprised, and at the same time, there was a faint sweetness in his heart, look, he still has a predestined relationship with Lian'er, when he came to Zheng Guogong's mansion today, he met her.
Although Zheng Shizi is still thinking about the delicacies made by Mr. Jinyixiang, but these days his grandfather's health is getting worse every day, and he is not in the mood, but anyway, he ate the dishes made by Mr. Jinyixiang that day, so he planned to If you meet in the backyard, thank you in person.
Xiao Bojian's eyes moved. Although he didn't say anything, there was an instant measurement in his heart.
Although Xiao Bojian and Zheng Shizi are good friends, they are foreigners after all, so they cannot easily enter the backyard of Zheng Guogong's mansion.
He often came to Zheng Guogong's mansion as a guest, but rarely set foot in the backyard, most of the time he and Zheng Shizi went to the study in the front yard of Zheng Guogong's mansion, and this time was no exception.
The old lady of Zheng Guogong's mansion had been watching anxiously at the gate of the courtyard. As soon as she saw Mrs. He and Chu Lian, she went up to greet him.
When he got close, he held the hand of Mrs. He, tears welling up in his eyelashes, "Old sister, I finally hoped for you to come!"
Mrs. He patted her hand, and said in relief: "Don't be polite, let's go and see the old man first, and then you can talk to Sanlang's wife about the taboos that the old man said."
Mrs. Zheng Guogong wiped her tears, nodded vigorously, and led Chu Lian and the old lady into the inner room.
Old Zheng Guogong was indeed seriously ill, maybe he fell into a coma and was dreaming, and he was still murmuring subconsciously, but his voice was hoarse and weak, and Chu Lian came to his ear to understand what he said.
Can't help but see the black line on the forehead, this old man who stepped into the coffin is about to die, and what he dreamed was "oranges, fat crabs..."
How much does he like to eat!
Chu Lian didn't know how to take the pulse, let alone the principles of traditional Chinese medicine. The imperial physician who was taking the old man's pulse was still waiting, so Chu Lian asked the imperial physician carefully about the dietary taboos of the old man's current illness. He led Xiyan and Mingyan to the small kitchen prepared in advance by Zheng Guogong's mansion.
There were all kinds of ingredients in the small kitchen, and some of them had just been brought in according to Chu Lian's previous order, and they were all the freshest ingredients.
It was autumn, and the crab meat was plump and delicious, and the oranges were ripe. No wonder the old Zheng Guogong would talk about these two things.
Since he was thinking about these two things, Chu Lian already had a plan in mind, why not make a crab stuffed orange.
When you see a doctor, you should prescribe the right medicine, and you should also do what you like when cooking.
The method of stuffing oranges with crab is not complicated. The main thing is to choose good fresh oranges and fat crabs. There are a lot of crabs here, but there are no fresh and plump yellow oranges.
Let Xiyan immediately tell the woman who is guarding outside to find high-quality fresh oranges. Fresh oranges are on the market at this time, and it is not difficult to find them.
The mother-in-law and the two little maids hurried to the front yard to find the manager of the shopping.
Chu Lian personally handled the crabs, dug up the crab paste, and ordered Xi Yan to help while Ming Yan went to cook ginseng porridge.
Soon, the crabs were processed, and the woman brought over the fresh oranges that Chu Lian needed.
Bright oranges and oranges, one by one, exudes a fruity fragrance, and the shape is uniform. You can tell that they are the best oranges at a glance. These oranges need to be cut open one by one, and the flesh in the center should be dug out, then filled with stuffing mixed with crab meat, pork, water chestnuts, minced ginger, rice wine, etc., covered with the original cut orange slices, and steamed in a steamer.
The mother-in-law who delivered the ingredients did not dare to stay in the small kitchen to watch, she lowered her head and led the little maids to guard outside the small kitchen.
Xiyan washed the oranges one by one and handed them to Chu Lian. In order to increase the appetite of the eaters, Chu Lian even carefully carved simple patterns on the orange peel before cutting the oranges. Suddenly, the edge of the knife was knocked, Chu Lian frowned, picked up the orange and broke it open, unexpectedly found a slender iron pipe in the heart of the orange!
Xi Yan's eyes widened suddenly, her face full of shock.
On the contrary, it was Chu Lian who was startled for a moment and then calmed down. She glanced at Xi Yan, then at Ming Yan who was busy cooking porridge on the stove, and signaled Xi Yan to keep quiet.
Chu Lian's slender fingers swung the thin iron pipe twice, and found the mechanism. With a soft click, the iron pipe opened, and inside was a rolled up thin piece of paper.
The reason why Chu Lian is so familiar is because it has been described in the original text that Xiao Bojian likes to pass messages to Chu Lian in this way. He has used this special slender iron pipe before.
Before opening the rolled up note, Chu Lian saw the word "Xiao" the size of a grain of rice on the outside of the note.
Sure enough, it was Xiao Bojian who handed her the news!
Why is this Xiao Bojian so self-confident and lingering, Chu Lian is really angry.
Immediately, I didn't have any mood to read what was written in the note, and in front of Xiyan, I threw the unopened note together with the slender iron pipe into the fire chamber under the stove, and the fire started. Sparks flickered in the chest, and turned the little note into ashes.
Seeing Chu Lian doing this with her own eyes, Xi Yan also breathed a long sigh of relief, she knew that her master had no idea about Young Master Xiao, and her master's decision was right.
She is now the third grandmother of the Jing'an uncle's mansion. Although she is not the mother of the first house, she is also the mistress of the first house. Now she is the Lord of Jinyi Township. If the master no longer contends with the world, the responsibility and reputation on her shoulders cannot be relieved. What's more, besides the fact that my uncle went to the northern border, he didn't have any regrets about the third mistress. Not to mention my aunt's good looks, just the He family's family style is worthy of my master's maintenance. Those aristocratic ladies who married into high families rarely have to face their husband's concubines after marriage.
These alone are enough to make me sad.
Moreover, He Sanlang was born well, so he is not sure how much higher than Mr. Xiao.
It's all the fault of Young Master Xiao, their young ladies are already married, why are they still sucking on like leeches!
Xiyan hated Xiao Bojian in her heart, but the generous and gentle servant girl greeted all eighteen generations of Xiao Bojian's ancestors in her heart.
Chu Lian took a look at Xi Yan, and told her calmly and softly: "Just pretend you didn't see it."
Xiyan nodded.
Afterwards, Chu Lian continued to deal with the remaining yellow oranges as if nothing had happened.
An hour later, the nourishing ginseng porridge and the delicious crab-stuffed orange were ready, and Chu Lian specially mixed two refreshing side dishes with his own hands.
Old Zheng Guogong has been bedridden for a long time and has been on a hunger strike for several days, so he can't eat those hard dishes. This time, the few things she chose are just right.
After tidying up, Chu Lian hurried to Old Zheng Guogong's dormitory with her maid carrying the food box.
In the study room in the front yard of Zheng Guogong's mansion, Zheng Shizi has already gone to the back yard, leaving Xiao Bojian alone.
There are many books in the study room in the front yard of Zheng Guogong’s mansion, Xiao Bojian often came here to borrow books, at this time Wei Jia, who was always dressed in casual clothes, whispered a few words in Xiao Bojian’s ear.
Xiao Bo and Jian Jun frowned, slightly angry, "What, she burned the note without even reading it?"
Wei Jia stood aside respectfully and nodded.
Xiao Bojian's chest heaved in anger, and he leaned on the boxwood chair and closed his eyes for a while before calming down his anger.
Lian'er! Why are you so stupid, you just don't believe me! Do you know what was written in the note I gave you!
Xiao Bojian thought bitterly and helplessly in her heart, she really wanted to catch that annoying little woman in front of her and bully her wantonly.