Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

The trouble caused by Cheng Jiaoniang's return has been temporarily resolved.

Second Master Cheng spent a few days to gently resolve the troubles caused by those absurd old acquaintances, and Mrs. Cheng did not have to worry about this hot "daughter" for the time being.

Cheng Liuniang and Cheng Qiniang don't have to worry about her name being changed, and that idiot is also locked up, so don't be afraid of being frightened.

Mrs. Cheng doesn't have to worry about the birth division of the second-bedroom couple, the family is harmonious, and there is no noise from her daughter in her ears.

The days seem to return to the past, calm and peaceful.

Banqin and Cheng Jiaoniang had a good life, they didn't have to worry about wandering and wandering, they had enough to eat and drink, and they had their own small kitchen, so they were no longer afraid of their picky eaters.

"My lady, is this okay?"

Banqin's shout came from outside.

Cheng Jiaoniang closed her eyes, not knowing whether she was asleep or awake.

Banqin yelled and had already reached the door, holding up a piece of buttery dough in her hand.

Cheng Jiaoniang opened her eyes and looked.

"One more spoonful of honey," she said, "and then you can press the dough."

Banqin happily responded yes.

"Ah..." She was about to run away and then turned around, "Miss, you used chopsticks to open it and..."

Cheng Jiaoniang got up from the table, stretched out two fingers left and right, and made a few movements in the air.

Her movements were slow, and Banqin could see the details.

"I see." She said, turned around and hurriedly ran into the small kitchen.

Cheng Jiaoniang pursed her lips, this was her slight smile, and continued to lean on the table.

"My lady, what's this called? It's so beautiful, I really made it." Banqin said happily and surprised.

The golden fried food is fan-shaped and placed on the low table like warp thread, which is pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand and picked up one, put it in her mouth and chewed slowly, it was sweet and crisp, and it melted in the mouth.

"I don't know." She said slowly.

"Young lady, it's amazing to think of this method." Banqin also broke off a small root and ate it.

Cheng Jiaoniang was silent for a moment.

This is not what she thought of, but it is in her memory.

"It's just a trail," she said.

She only took a few mouthfuls and stopped eating, and Banqin filled her with water.

"But lady, do you really not drink tea?" she asked.

"I don't want that kind of tea." Cheng Jiaoniang said, picking up the water and drinking it slowly.

Banqin stuck out her tongue.

"What kind of tea does the lady eat?" She asked helplessly.

Cheng Jiaoniang drank the water slowly and put down the glass.

Her memory didn't recover much, except for remembering her own reaction, she thought about it and explored it by herself, but she couldn't get anything.

For example, sometimes when I see pasta, my brain will jump out of the way, but sometimes there is no reaction. For example, I am not used to drinking tea, except that my brain refuses to eat it. As for what kind of food to eat, there is no response. .

She seems to be her, but she can't control herself, it's really helpless.

"I don't know," she said.

This was an answer to Banqin's question. At that time, Banqin had already moved the short table away, and she was used to the lady's slow answer.

"My lady, it's time to take a nap," she said.

Cheng Jiaoniang hummed, helped her to stand up, stepped over the bamboo curtain, and walked towards the bed.

Soon the room fell silent.

A servant woman outside looked inward, and through the bamboo curtain, she saw that the girls on the bed inside were sleeping soundly under the bed, and then she saw a plate of golden crispy food on the table in the middle hall. of.

The maidservant's eyes lit up, and she came in on tiptoe carefully, reached out and pinched a small piece into her mouth, her expression of admiration was even stronger.

There was a thin snoring sound coming from the house together with the summer wind.

"Sure enough, a fool knows how to eat and sleep." She whispered, curling her lips, "Wasting food for nothing."

She glanced inward, thought for a moment, picked up the food and the plate, turned around and went out.

There are two people in this yard, one is himself, and the other is a rough envoy.

The little girl went out to play every day, but at this time she was nowhere to be seen.

The maid took the food, looked around and saw the door.

The sun is in full bloom, the lotus in the lotus pond is wilted, and the cicadas in the forest are weak. It is the time of lunch break, and there is no sound in the garden.

The servant woman hurried out with the tray, walked through the garden, exited the corner door, and walked through a narrow alley to her home.

"Hey."

A girl's cry suddenly came from above her head.

The maid paused, and looked around in a panic.

"Here." The female voice called out.

The maid looked up and saw three girls standing in the small pavilion on the rockery.

"Sixth Lady, Seventh Lady, Fifth Lady." The maid hurriedly lowered her body to salute.

Wu Niang is the oldest, but she is at the bottom. It's not that the servant girl has lost her head, but that this is the distinction between the concubine and the concubine.

"You old man, what are you doing so sneakily?" Cheng Qiniang said.

Cheng Liuniang's sharp eyes saw the plate in the maid's hand, she tugged on Cheng Qiniang's sleeve and pointed.

"What did you get? Stealing kilometers to subsidize yourself!" Cheng Liuniang said.

She is 12 years old now, and at the age where she can be married, she has also started to learn to manage housework from her mother, who is in charge of the lady, and knows that these servants are the most stealthy.

Putting this charge on, if it is light, it will be beaten, and if it is serious, it will be sent to the government. The servant woman was so frightened that she knelt down.

"Liu Niangzi, this old slave would never dare, this is what Jiaoniang eats and she is about to throw it away. The old slave saw that the good pasta was ruined, so I wanted to take it home for my grandson to eat, and it was not stolen. " she kowtowed and said.

Cheng Qiniang groaned, and only then did she know that this old slave belonged to Cheng Jiaoniang, because she hated that fool, she couldn't bear to see this servant by the way.

"It's that idiot's, don't worry about it." She pulled Liu Niang's sleeve and said.

Wu Niang next to her pursed her lips and smiled, then shook her head again.

Sure enough, these servants were cunning one by one, and pushed it to the fool. No matter what, she was justified, and she was not afraid of confrontation.

Cheng Liuniang heard that she was from the fool's place, so she wanted to throw it away in disgust, but she couldn't take her eyes off the golden plate of food.

She suddenly remembered the fragrance she smelled when she opened the window at the fool's place that day.

"Hey, bring that over here," she said, pointing to the plate.

The maid didn't dare to be negligent, she didn't expect to take the things home at this time, but the three little ladies just didn't want to pursue it anymore, and immediately offered them up respectfully.

"Why do you want this?" Cheng Qiniang covered her nose and said with a bit of disgust, "Don't be infected with stupidity."

Cheng Wuniang took the initiative to take the plate from the maid, and held it to Cheng Liuniang with a smile.

"Sister, what do you want to play with this?" she asked.

"Let's go feed the fish." Cheng Liuniang said, rolling her eyes.

"Eating fish will make you stupid!" Cheng Qiniang shouted.

"It's better to be stupid, it's easy for us to fish." Cheng Liuniang smiled, picked up her skirt and went to the lotus pond.

Cheng Qiniang pouted.

"Then I won't play with you anymore." She shouted pretending to be threatening.

Cheng Liuniang was not afraid of her, and urged Cheng Wuniang to hurry up.

Cheng Wuniang smiled and pulled Cheng Qiniang.

"You won't become stupid if you eat something from a fool, and it's not hers, it's ours." She said with a smile.

Only now did Cheng Qiniang say "oh", and half pushed and followed.

The maid took the opportunity and ran away.

With a gentle kneading, the crispy pasta will be scattered on the water surface, and after a while, fat fish under the lotus leaves will be attracted to eat.

"What is this, why haven't I seen it every day?" Cheng Liuniang said, after feeding the fish for a while, she couldn't bear the smell of the thing in her hand and looked at it again and again.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either." Cheng Wuniang said.

"The food for that fool is naturally different from what we eat." Cheng Qiniang said, covering her nose and standing a few steps away.

Cheng Liuniang rolled her eyes again and again, reached out and picked one up and put it in her mouth, causing Cheng Qiniang to yelp in fright.

"Ah." Cheng Liuniang immediately called out.

Cheng Wuniang understood a little bit. I heard that the fool's place had a separate small kitchen, but there was no cook, only a rough servant and a rough girl. What kind of food can such servants and girls make, but this fool also There is no need for delicious food, for a fool, eating is just to satisfy one's hunger.

I've never seen this kind of food, it's not what they often eat, it must have been cooked alone in that fool's small kitchen, it's no wonder it's delicious.

But the next moment Cheng Liuniang didn't spit it out like she imagined, but reached out and grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Delicious!" she said vaguely.

Cheng Qiniang and Cheng Wuniang's eyes widened, looking at Cheng Liuniang, who had lost everyone's ladylike demeanor.

"Liu Niang has become a fool!" Cheng Qiniang yelled, and ran away with her skirt in her hands.

Mrs. Cheng didn't stop for three days, and her ears were buzzing again from her daughter.

This old girl originally wanted to stay for a few more years, so it seemed that it would be better for her to get married earlier.

"Mother, mother, I want to eat this, I want to eat this too." Cheng Liuniang said, kneeling on the mat, shaking her mother's arm.

On the low table in front of him was a plate of food, which was broken loosely.

"Liu Niang, you are already 12 years old, how can you be so greedy." Mrs. Cheng said with a frown.

"Mother, I don't want to listen to this, you're biased, cook delicious food for that fool, and don't give it to me." Cheng Liuniang pouted, "You still want her to be Liuniang and me to be Qiniang!"

Mrs. Cheng has a headache.

"Why is it delicious?" She stretched out her hand and squeezed a piece into her mouth, her eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded, "Well, not bad."

Seeing her mother saying yes, Cheng Liuniang became more confident, and Mrs. Cheng couldn't stand the quarrel.

"Go, ask that cook what he did." She could only say.

Not long after, the maid on Cheng Jiaoniang's side knelt outside the hall in fear.

Such rough servants are not qualified to enter the house.

She thought that something happened, and her words could fool the young girls in the family, but the mistress couldn't fool her no matter what.

This is miserable, I'm going to be kicked out, I blame this fool for messing around with food.

The servant woman both hated and was afraid of bending over to fight on the ground.

"You did this?" Mrs. Cheng asked.

The servant woman listened to it twice before she understood what she was asking.

"No, no, that girl Banqin did it." She hurriedly waved her hands and said loudly.

half celery?

Mrs. Cheng thought for a while before she realized who it was, and nodded again, yes, since Mrs. Zhou gave this girl to serve that fool, it can be seen that she has carefully selected it. What a fool needs is nothing more than food and clothing. It's normal to be a good cook.

"Mother, I want that girl." Cheng Liuniang said, sitting up straight.

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