Chapter 899 Zizhi

Seeing his proud face, Wan Linfang couldn't help complaining: "You have a thick skin, so you insisted on posting it?"

Mrs. Wan quickly patted her: "You child, how do you talk?"

Ji Xianrong looked nervous: "Auntie, please be gentle, Fang'er just finished the operation, don't touch her wound."

Mrs. Wan pointed at him with her finger: I am helping you, haven't you settled yet? However, Mrs. Wan was very happy to see her prospective son-in-law so nervous about her daughter.

Wan Linfang looked at her fiancé with some willfulness, and said, "Let me 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 you will be the one who will spend my whole life with me in the future. If I don't help you, who will I help?"

After listening to Ji Xianrong's words, Wan Linfang showed a satisfied smile, and then heard him say with a sad face: "But... you'd better not trouble Aunt Biao. Biao Uncle Ning Wang spoiled Aunt Biao to the tip of his heart, sure I won’t let anyone who provokes Aunt Biao be spared. His force value is too high, and I just want to help you, but it’s not enough for him to pinch with one finger..."

Wan Linfang pulled his face down instantly, pulled the quilt over his head suddenly, and said angrily: "I'm tired! You go, I'm going to rest!"

"Slow down, don't pull the wound!" Ji Xianrong saw that she was covering himself tightly with the quilt, and wanted to help her pull away, but also worried about the mother-in-law by his side, and said softly, "Don't you feel bored? Show your head..."

Wan Linfang ignored him, closed her eyes tightly, took a long breath and pretended to be asleep. She had just had the operation, her body was upright, and she really fell asleep while pretending!

Ji Xianrong waited for a while, seeing that his fiancée hadn't moved, he stood up reluctantly, and said to Mrs. Wan, "Auntie, let Fang'er rest. I'll go back first, and I'll come see her tomorrow."

Mrs. Wan sent him to the corridor and said to him, "Fang'er's illness is thanks to you..."

"Auntie, you're welcome. This is what I should do!" How could he stand by and watch his future daughter-in-law get sick? It's not about saving others, it's about saving his own wife... However, he seems to have ruined his aunt's return to her mother's house... Go home and get some good things from the king's father, and apologize to my aunt tomorrow!

Ji Xianrong did what he said, and the next morning, before Gu Ye got up, he ran to Prince Ning's Mansion to report. Ling Juechen, who had just returned to the courtyard after practicing, didn't give him a good face when he saw him: "Why are you here again?"

"I troubled Aunt Biao yesterday, and 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, don't you want to open it and have a look?" Ji Xianrong managed to get his hands on this thing after torturing his father last night.

Ling Juechen opened the box casually, glanced lightly, and said, "Oh, it's purple ganoderma! It's very good!"

"This is not an ordinary purple Ganoderma lucidum. It is said that it is picked next to the Lingquan in the Daxue Mountain in the northwest, where it gathers the beauty of heaven and earth, and gathers the essence of the sun and the moon..." Ji Xianrong began to brag.

Ling Juechen interrupted him: "Okay! Whether this purple ganoderma is common or not, the princess will know when she sees it. If you are fine, go to Wanjia to accompany your wife!"

"It's not... I..." Ji Xianrong showed a shy expression on his face. This guy actually knows when to be ashamed? Strange!

Ling Juechen asked lightly: "Is there something wrong?"

"Cousin, I'm anxious to thank my aunt, I haven't had breakfast yet..." Ji Xianrong has seen the food in Prince Ning's Mansion—only when Aunt Biao was here, and the food in Prince Ning's Mansion after Aunt Biao left for two years... ...indescribable!

Ling Juechen glanced at him contemptuously, and ordered the servants: "Go and see what breakfast is in the small kitchen, and serve some for Mr. Ji." After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to the room to see if the little daughter-in-law was awake, and rushed over Take a bath and change clothes.

"Wow... Soup buns, shrimp buns, crab roe buns... are all my favorites! What kind of soup is this? Egg soup? What kind of soup? Frangipani made with chicken soup? Can you still eat it like this? It's so fresh! Pack a jar for me later, I brought the jar..." While Ji Xianrong was feasting, he rudely ordered the servants of Prince Ning's Mansion to take it for him.

"What kind of porridge is this? Rice porridge with peach gum, white fungus soap, and rice porridge? For beauty? Give me a jar to take away... and these kinds of buns, give me two baskets as well!" Ji Xianrong's face is super thick-skinned. They are impenetrable.

Ling Juechen changed his clothes and came out. Seeing him turning around the servants of Prince Ning's Mansion without notice, he glared at him: "You think Prince Ning's Mansion is a breakfast shop? Are you full? Get out if you're full!"

"Cousin, don't be like this! It's really because your cook is so good, even ordinary omelets are better than anyone else's. I'm not embarrassed to have another meal at noon!" Ji Xianrong dog Smiled at him.

"Why don't you bring all the meals for the day?" Ling Juechen took a sip of chicken soup. This egg soup is a delicacy in North China. Unexpectedly, the little girl restored it according to the recipe, and it was even more delicious than what he drank in his previous life. .

Ji Xianrong's eyes lit up: "That's right! Anyway, the temperature is low now, so I'm not afraid it will be damaged. Then... give me a few more baskets of soup dumplings to pack and bring..."

Ling Juechen kicked the chair he was sitting on far away: "Get lost!"

Ji Xianrong hurriedly ran to the kitchen, licked his face and said to Aunt Yan who was busy inside: "Aunt Yan, my cousin said, get me a few more baskets of soup dumplings and small steamed buns to keep. I eat at noon and at night..."

Aunt Yan said with a smile on her face: "Eat steamed buns all day? Don't you get tired? How about this, I made a lot of steamed buns in the morning, and I frozen them outside. You take the frozen ones with you and steam them when you want to eat them when you go home. The hotter it is, the better it tastes!"

"Thank you, Aunt Yan, you are truly a living Bodhisattva who saves those in need!" Ji Xianrong knew that Aunt Yan had not signed the contract of sale, and that Uncle Ning Wang and Aunt Biao were also very respectful and polite to her.

"Aunt Yan, what kind of soup or porridge should you drink for patients after surgery?" Ji Xianrong couldn't help asking.

Aunt Yan has followed Gu Ye for so many years, and has recorded a lot of medicinal diets for health preservation. She thought for a while and said, "I don't know much: if it's for intestines and stomach, eat pork belly and dendrobium soup. If it's after orthopedic surgery, eat pork ribs and broken tonic soup. If it's for appendix and colon surgery..."

"Yes, that's it! What should I eat after appendicitis surgery?" Ji Xianrong stared at Aunt Yan with bright eyes, eagerly waiting for her answer.

"Then eat large intestine, yam, and barley porridge. It is sliced ​​fresh large intestine, boiled with yam, barley, and Codonopsis pilosula, and taken in the morning and evening, it can strengthen the spleen and intestines..." Aunt Yan told him carefully, "How about I Write the prescription to you?"

"Well... Aunt Yan, I'm going to buy a pair of large intestines, can I trouble you to cook them for me? I'm afraid our cook's skills are not good, and the ones I made won't be imported!" Ji Xianrong asked with a cheeky face.

Breakfast has been prepared, and Aunt Yan is fine. Knowing that the two masters don't have many friends, and this Mr. Ji is one of the few, she smiled and said, "Don't buy it either. I bought a pair of large intestines this morning. I was supposed to do brain enemas." Yes. Since you are in a hurry, why don't you go first?"

Ji Xianrong was so grateful, he took a jade pendant from his body and gave it to Aunt Yan as a thank you gift. But she was pushed back by Aunt Yan: "You are the master's friend, how can you accept such a precious gift from the young master if you are a little busy? If you are like this, I will not do it!"

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

After Gu Ye got up, he learned that this guy was still cats in the kitchen, so he came to look for him. 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.

"Slept very well, after all, I've been tired for most of the day!" Gu Ye rolled his eyes at him, still brooding over his sabotaging his return home.

"Aunt Biao has worked hard!" Ji Xianrong scratched his head in embarrassment. Seeing that the ganoderma lucidum he gave was being played by Gu Ye, he smiled and said, "Aunt Biao is still satisfied with the gift I gave you? Are you making medicine?" Master, this purple ganoderma lucidum has been stored in my warehouse for many years, and it is almost moldy. Now make the best use of it, and give it to you!"

"I was just about to ask you! Is this purple ganoderma inherited from your family?" Gu Ye asked.

"It can't be regarded as ancestral, right? It seems that when my father was young, he accidentally rescued a seriously injured and dying person at the border. That person gave it to him! He said it was Zizhi... After he brought it back, no one recognized it, and he didn't know it. I don’t know its medicinal properties. My royal father threw it in the warehouse for decades... I was thinking, Aunt Biao, you have extraordinary medical skills, deep knowledge in medicine, and a lot of knowledge. Maybe it will be useful to you, so I will give it to you. Come here!" Ji Xianrong grinned, smiling foolishly.

Gu Ye looked at the deep purple, faintly glowing, fragrant purple exotic fruit, and said hesitantly: "I have never seen this fruit before, but...it is very similar to the legendary Earth Vein Zizhi. It is recorded in the fairy medicine Zhiyi: Earth Vein Zizhi grows in snow-capped mountains, born in Lingquan, with three stems surrounded by arches, and each branch is unique..."

"Yes, yes! My father said that the man picked it by the spring on the snow-capped mountain. But there are only fruits in this box, and I don't know how many stems and leaves there are... Aunt Biao, since you recognize it, you must know the medicinal properties of this purple lucidum. Huh?" Ji Xianrong was also curious as to what the hell this was.

Gu Ye looked a little inexplicably: "It is said that this kind of strange fruit, ripened once in thirty years, ordinary people take it, can cure diseases and prolong life, people who practice martial arts take it, it can improve their skills, women take it, it will keep your face and prolong your life..."

"Wow! So amazing?" Ji Xianrong was a little curious, but he didn't believe it. "If it's really so magical, then the Daxue Mountain hasn't been turned upside down? Most of the legendary things are made up by people. "