Song Xian has always been calm and there is no other expression on his face, but he didn't want to speak, but now he has to speak.

Cheng Yanzhao has not yet come back to his senses.

Song Xian looked at the chicken soup in front of him: "What's there in it?"

Xie Liangchen said: "Old hens, Polygonatum, rice and miscellaneous grains."

Song Xian confirmed again: "It's gone?"

Xie Liangchen said decisively: "It's gone."

Xie Liangchen said the same thing, Song Xian had to recall whether it matched the things he had just eaten.

Cheng Yanzhao, opposite the table, still looked ugly and closed his mouth tightly.

The first time Song Xian saw Cheng Yanzhao like this, thinking of his noise on weekdays, his chest was inexplicably refreshed.

Cheng Yanzhao's two eyebrows were about to frown together, and finally he breathed a long sigh: "Miss Xie, what about me?"

Xie Liangchen said: "Egg white, toad oil, meat sauce."

Cheng Yanzhao saw the dried toads. He remembered that he asked, "Why did this toad want to be eaten?" Unexpectedly, this thing came into his mouth.

"Toad oil is a good medicinal material." Song Xian's faint voice came.

Xie Liangchen also saw Cheng Yanzhao's strangeness, with a bit of comfort, and agreed with Song Xian's words: "Although it is a medicinal material, it tastes very good after it is prepared."

Speaking of the taste, Cheng Yanzhao thought of the silky texture, and his stomach was stirring again.

Song Xian continued: "It is only available in the large pharmaceutical shops in Beijing. It is a blessing for you to eat it." As he said that, he reached out and pushed the remaining three eggs into Cheng Yanzhao.

Cheng Yanzhao's face looked even more ugly.

Song Xian turned his head and looked at Xie Liangchen: "How many can I eat?"

Xie Liangchen understood Song Xian's intentions and secretly sighed for Cheng Yanzhao. At the moment, she was not going to cooperate with the creditor, but she really couldn't afford to offend him, so she could only feel wronged Lord Cheng.

Xie Liangchen said: "It doesn't matter if you eat all three, especially the soldiers who often fight outside. Eating more is beneficial."

Song Xian looked at Cheng Yanzhao: "You have always had a good appetite. You were injured a few days ago. Miss Xie just sent the medicinal materials. Don't let the good intentions of the Chen family villagers."

Cheng Yanzhao gritted his teeth. Aren’t he talking more in the past two days? How could Song Xian do this to add to the point of injury?

Knowing that Song Xian deliberately disgusted him, he still couldn't find other words to refute.

Cheng Yanzhao gritted his teeth and said, "You eat."

Song Xian looked calm: "We have to take care of you first."

Song Xian didn't taste the taste, so naturally he could do whatever he said. Cheng Yanzhao knew that he was inferior, so he had to shut up honestly.

After enduring for a while, after finally suppressing the discomfort in his throat, Cheng Yanzhao stood up and looked at Xie Liangchen: "Miss Xie, do you still have chicken soup? I'll serve it again."

If you drink some chicken soup and go smoothly, you may not be able to remember it.

Before Cheng Yanzhao's feet moved, he saw Song Xian handing the bowl to Chang An next to him: "Supply another bowl."

Without waiting for Chang An to move, Xie Liangchen took the bowl over and said, "I'll go."

Cheng Yanzhao stood there, not knowing whether to Xie Liangchen enter the kitchen before or hand the bowl to Chang'an for help. Xie Liangchen went back after hesitation.

A bowl of chicken soup was placed in front of Song Xian, and Xie Liangchen then looked at Cheng Yanzhao: "I'm sorry, Lord Cheng, the chicken soup is gone."

Cheng Yanzhao's whole face suddenly collapsed.

Suddenly seeing Cheng Yanzhao's long face, Song Xian couldn't help it, and his throat shook and he laughed out loud.

Hearing Song Xian's laughter, Xie Liangchen looked up and saw that Song Xian's eyes curled slightly, and his cold expression on weekdays suddenly disappeared.

There was a clear and clean eye between the eyebrows and eyes, and there was a hint of warmth on the corners of the upturned mouth. At this moment, it looked like a handsome young man.

This was the first time she saw Song Xian look like this.

But just a joke, she had already left enough chicken soup. Xie Liangchen wanted to return to the kitchen and give Cheng Yanzhao another bowl, but was stopped by Cheng Yanzhao.

Cheng Yanzhao said: "Thank you, Miss, I'll go by myself."

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere in the room.

Xie Liangchen thanked Song Xian: "The Xie family members also went to the village."

When she said this, Xie Liangchen paused for a moment.

Song Xian noticed something strange and looked up at Xie Liangchen and said, "What?"

Xie Liangchen said: "The head of the Xie clan told me that after the bad news about my parents came, his manager might have met my father when he returned to his hometown in Dengzhou."

Song Xian put down his chopsticks: "When?"

Xie Liangchen said: "The bad news about my parents was sent back in June of the ninth year of Yuanping. The manager returned to his hometown in Dengzhou in September of the ninth year of Yuanping. I was seven years old that year, but now I can't be sure that it is my father."

If that is indeed the father, then what reason does not return to the Xie family in Zhenzhou and continue to look for him?

Xie Liangchen also has many questions.

Chang Yue had already told Song Xian about this incident, and Xie Liangchen's every move in Chenjia Village could not escape Song Xian's eyes.

Since Xie Liangchen told the truth, Song Xian was in a good mood today and said straight away: "I was saved at the sea in October of the ninth year of Yuanping." He didn't see clearly the appearance of the girl who saved him, but the one who reached into the wooden box was a small hand. If Xie Liangchen's parents were still alive, maybe it was their family who saved him back then?

Song Xian said: "I will ask someone to go to Dengzhou to inquire about the news."

Xie Liangchen responded: "Thank you, General Song."

Song Xian raised his foot and walked towards the desk. Chang An looked at the chicken soup that was about to be seen again. He felt a sense of joy. It was rare that the old man could sit down and have a meal slowly, and he had eaten so much.

He sometimes couldn't swallow those hard cakes and jerky, so he was fine in the military camp. Now that the war was over, the old man should make his life more comfortable.

Especially just now, the old man laughed, it was something that has not happened for many years. Chang An hopes that Miss Xie can come here a few more times.

Song Xian remembered something and went to see Xie Liangchen again: "Li You mentioned the situation in the north with me, and when the imperial court was preparing to open a pharmacy, I suggest that Li You can try it first in the north."

Two people don’t have to say it too clearly, so they will understand each other’s meaning.

In the previous life, the imperial court opened a pharmacy, and the price of medicinal materials was reduced a lot, but that happened four or five years later. Now with Song Xian's promotion, if it goes well, everything will come sooner.

If she knew Song Xian’s meaning in advance, she would be able to collect the medicine with confidence.

Xie Liangchen thanked Song Xian again.

Song Xian said: "Don't thank me, just remember who you are doing for."

Xie Liangchen said: "Don't worry, uncle."

Song Xian lowered his eyes and continued to read the official document. He thought Xie Liangchen would retreat, but found that the slender figure was always standing there, his eyes seemed to fall on his face.

After a moment of silence, Song Xian couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at Xie Liangchen, but unexpectedly he did not look at her. Her eyes did not fall on him, but stared behind him.

Song Xian turned his head and there was a bow he used hanging on the wall. Now he thought it was too light.

"Want?" Song Xian said lightly.

Xie Liangchen really wants to take it down and take a look.

Song Xian reached out and took the bow and placed it on the table: "Take it away, let Chang'an get some arrows for you."

Xie Liangchen was surprised and happy. Song Xian was particularly easy to talk to today. Could it be that it was because he was very happy just now?

She gave medicinal materials to express her gratitude. Although the process was different from what she thought, it seemed to have achieved the result she wanted.
Chapter completed!