Chapter 900 Eat and Drink

"However, Aunt Biao, I believe you, you can definitely use this thing in the right place. It's getting late, and I'm going to deliver porridge to my fiancée... By the way, Aunt Biao, I'm Can we all come and eat?" Ji Xianrong licked his face and said.

"Okay, you can come if you want! If this thing is really good, I will save a copy of the potion made for you!" Gu Ye patted him on the shoulder. One of the reasons why she is willing to associate with Ji Xianrong is that this guy has a pure heart and doesn't have so many small calculations.

If it were someone else, after hearing the legend of Dimai Zizhi, there would definitely be a little heartbeat and a little bit of unwillingness. But this guy only thinks about making breakfast for his fiancée. In the future, she will definitely be a wife and slave, who will be bullied to death by that guy Wan Linfang!

When Ji Xianrong left, he was carrying a big food box. For his fiancée, this guy went to Prince Ning's mansion early in the morning to guard him. When he arrived at Wan's mansion, they had just started to eat breakfast.

Lord Wan hasn't come back yet, and several uncles have all gone to the yamen. There are many things these few days, and Mrs. Wan spared her daughter-in-law's morning and evening sleep. At this time, only sixteen-year-old Mr. Wan San is with her for breakfast.

"Auntie, third brother, I brought you soup dumplings and shrimp dumplings. Auntie, try this rice porridge with peach gum soap, it can beautify your skin and delay aging. Third brother, this is egg soup, it tastes very delicious ..." Ji Xianrong put the breakfast he robbed from Prince Ning's Mansion on the table.

As for the frozen steamed stuffed buns, he ordered his servants out of nowhere: "Continue to freeze these, take them out 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 hot, it's definitely better than the last time I ate it in Qingfeng Tower. Brother Xianrong, where did you buy it?" Wan San took a big bite He ate the soup dumpling with big mouthfuls, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Buy it? There's no place to buy it!" Ji Xianrong said with a slightly smug expression, "Think about it, in the entire capital, or even in the entire Yan Kingdom, whose chef's skills can surpass that of Qingfeng Tower?"

"Prince Ning's Mansion! Although I didn't have a chance to taste it, it has spread all over the capital! No way, you went to the kitchen of Prince Ning's Mansion to steal it..." Wansan is young and has a rather detached temper. He opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief.

Mrs. Wan glared at him: What are you stealing or not? You don't have a handle on your mouth!

Ji Xianrong rolled his eyes at him: "How capable am I that I can steal things from Prince Ning's mansion? These were given by my auntie! There is also this bowl of porridge, which will help recovery after appendicitis surgery. I specially asked my auntie Aunt Yan from the kitchen boiled it for Fang'er! It took more than half an hour, or I would have come early!"

"Xianrong, you have a heart!" The son-in-law ran to Prince Ning's mansion early in the morning, so it was all for his daughter! Mrs. Wan was even more satisfied with this son-in-law.

Wan San looked at his future brother-in-law with admiration: "Brother Xianrong, you really have it! You actually treat Prince Ning's Mansion as your own 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 every morning to get herbal diet! With the medicated diet prescribed by Aunt Biao, Fang'er's wound must be very fast It will heal. By the way, this is the scar cream, and I brought it back. Aunt Biao said that it can’t be used for the time being. After the stitches are removed, apply a layer every day..." Ji Xianrong, like offering a treasure, put The scar cream is delivered.

"Aunt... Aunt, has Fang'er eaten?" Ji Xianrong scratched his head and asked.

"No! Her wound hurt a little in the morning, and she said she has no appetite!" Mrs. Wan replied.

"I... I'll go and see her!" Ji Xianrong hurried towards his fiancée's yard with a large intestine, yam and barley porridge.

Mrs. Wan hesitated for a moment - this is against the rules! Wan San, who had eaten happily, said: "In two months, brother Xianrong will be my brother-in-law, what is there to avoid? Besides, it is 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 jokes, and Fang'er could forget her illness and eat more.

"Mother, try this shrimp bun. It's a hundred times more delicious than the one made by our chef. Didn't you praise his shrimp bun when you dined in Qingfenglou 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 so delicious!" Wan San was so stuffed, but he still couldn't bear to stop talking. Thanks to the blessing of his future brother-in-law, he finally tasted the delicacies of Prince Ning's Mansion. When the academy starts, he must show off to his classmates!

"Fang'er, try this porridge, it's very helpful for your wound." Ji Xianrong, when facing his fiancée, instantly turned into a warm golden-haired man, "I know your wound hurts, so you should eat some Son. I didn’t eat all day yesterday, and my body can’t handle it!”

Seeing Wan Linfang frowning and shaking his head, Ji Xianrong continued to persuade: "How about smelling the fragrance? Although it is a medicinal diet, it has no medicinal smell. Just smelling the fragrance makes people drool. Fortunately, I am full in the morning. Otherwise, I have to swallow in front of your face!"

"If you don't want to drink porridge, then drink some soup first to moisturize your throat." Ji Xianrong opened the food box, filled a bowl of egg soup from it, and tested the temperature, "The temperature is just right, come, have a taste!"

Wan Linfang was so annoyed by him, she opened her mouth to let him feed her. Huh? This egg soup is very different from what I usually drink. The chicken soup is delicious and the frangipani is tender and smooth. After being fed a few mouthfuls of egg soup by Ji Xianrong, Wan Linfang's taste buds were awakened and she gained some appetite.

"What kind of medicinal diet are you talking about, which is good for my recovery from surgery?" Wan Linfang couldn't help asking when she smelled the porridge.

Ji Xianrong hurriedly picked up the porridge, nodded and said, "Yes! I specially asked the cook of Prince Ning's Mansion to cook this porridge specially for your situation. I tasted it, and it really doesn't smell like medicine, and it tastes good!"

After hearing this, Wan Linfang paused for a moment while drinking the porridge, and slowly swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "It turned out to be the work of the cook of Prince Ning's Mansion. I thought your family had changed cooks! You ran to the kitchen early in the morning. Is it bothering people to beg for food at home?"

"Don't bother, don't bother! Aunt Biao said, I'm welcome to go anytime. I've made an appointment with the small kitchen in Prince Ning's Mansion. Every morning, I go to get porridge, soup, etc. that are good for your body. Aunt Yan said , I will make black fish soup for you in two days, and it won't itch when you drink the wound healed!"

Because it was the first day after the operation, the large intestine inside was not easy to digest, and it had already been picked out when the porridge was served. Wan Linfang only felt that the porridge had a special fragrance, but she didn't know what it was made of. However, she is not a hypocritical and delicate girl, and she will not lose her face and keep her away from special ingredients such as large intestine and brain flower.

Drinking the soft and fragrant porridge, with food in her stomach, Wan Linfang's mood improved accordingly. She watched Ji Xianrong concentrate on feeding her porridge, so close that even the thin fluff on the other's face could be seen - not to mention, the thin Rong Xiaopang was quite handsome when he didn't make mistakes of.

"You...do you have a good relationship with Prince Ning's Mansion?" How could King Ning allow him to occupy his own small kitchen? With King Ning's indifferent temperament, he should be thrown out.

"Of course!" Ji Xianrong said with a proud face, "The capital is full, which one can easily enter the gate of Prince Ning's mansion? It's me! Even Prince Jing's son is not as good as me and King Ning's Biao Uncle is close! How about it, is your future husband likable?"

"I think that others are not as thick-skinned as you, right? With King Ning's temper, it's no wonder he would ignore you!" Wan Linfang gave him a blank look and urged him to continue feeding.

"Who says Uncle Ning Wang ignores me? He said a lot to me this morning, adding up... there are hundreds of words, right?" Uncle Ning Wang is famous for cherishing words like gold. When I can not speak, I seldom speak.

"Are you sure King Ning is not annoying you and wants to drive you away?" Wan Linfang complained about him.

"Of course not! However, since Uncle Ning Wang met Aunt Biao, he finally became more humane and talked a lot. I even saw him laughing!" When Ning Wang Cousin smiled, it was absolutely stunning... No, I can't let Fang'er see his smile, what should I do if I'm hooked out of my soul?

Wan Linfang raised his eyebrows: "Oh! You said that King Ning is not a human being? They let you eat and drink, and also take out, and you actually said that behind his back...I didn't expect you, Xiaopang Rong, to be such a person!"

"No, I'm just praising him! I'm praising him for getting better and becoming more and more human..." Ji Xianrong saw that his fiancée was in the mood to joke with him, and a big smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Come on, have another bite ..."

"After the operation, you should eat less and more frequently. You should not overeat!" Yue Yuan folded 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 Moon is here? Have you eaten yet? Do you want some more?" Ji Xianrong treated everyone around his aunt and aunt very attentively.

"Used it!" Yue Yuan rolled her eyes in her heart. They brought a food box full of food from our house, how could they not know that they had already eaten? Is this borrowing flowers to offer Buddha? Even if she didn't eat, she can't compete with the patient for food, can she?

"Okay, this breakfast is almost done. You go out first, I'll change the patient's medicine!" Yue Yuan pushed people out.

"That's good... I'll wait outside, call me if you need anything! Fang'er, I'll come back later and tell you about the legend of Zizhizhi..." Ji Xianrong was reluctant to part, turning his head every step of the way. Yue Yuan almost thought that she was a villain who beat mandarin ducks!

After checking the wound and calling for medicine, Yueyuan took out the prepared medicine and prepared to infuse the patient. Wan Linfang looked at the bottle and the pipe, and even pricked the back of her hand with a thin needle. This... what kind of operation is this? Didn't those old doctors in the past just diagnose the pulse and prescribe medicine?

Yesterday's operation and infusion were almost all done in a semi-conscious state, and when she was awake and facing everything, she was really nervous.