Cheng Hanyan is best at guessing people's hearts, and he also knows what kind of bad remarks are spread outside, and how much impact they will have on children.
"Is Mingxuan okay? Does it have any impact on his studies in the academy?"
Cheng Hanyan is so insightful into people's hearts that he can see the key to the problem at a glance.
Song Yutong originally wanted to hide it more, but she didn't expect that he was so smart and could guess it right with just a casual guess.
"It has some influence."
Cheng Hanyan saw that the expression on Song Yutong's face was a bit far-fetched, and then spoke again.
"Did that also have an impact on the restaurant's business?"
Song Yutong lowered his head and nodded.
"It's all my fault, but this time the general has rewarded me, and I can get at least a sixth-grade official position. I will definitely make you get back all the humiliation you have suffered."
Cheng Hanyan made a serious promise when he held Song Yutong in his arms.
Song Yutong naturally believed that what he said was not lying to her, and now it had spread outside.
Cheng Hanyan attacked the Southern Barbarians this time and single-handedly captured the head of the Southern Barbarian leader's son. Under the encirclement and suppression by General Feng Yi, he worked together to capture the head of the Southern Barbarian leader.
If two important figures were given a high-ranking official position in exchange for one, I'm afraid the offer would be too low.
But it was enough to scare the shit out of anyone who had ever insulted or bullied their family.
The county magistrate is only a ninth-rank sesame official, the lowest is sixth-rank, so there is no way this position can be lower than his.
Song Yutong felt ashamed when she thought of the county magistrate's attitude of adapting to the changing circumstances.
This time, after her husband returns, he must drag Cheng Hanyan to sit in the county magistrate's office, so as to destroy his prestige.
Obviously when I first met the county magistrate, he was still a submissive and conscientious person.
It seems that after listening too much to Master's words, he becomes more and more out of tune.
It's not that Song Yutong can't understand the county magistrate's desire to do something for his son and daughter, but it's just that the cooking method and appearance of the food are too ugly.
"The medicinal food I made is almost cold. Drink it quickly. It is made from the best medicinal materials and spiritual spring water. Look at the general who just ate most of it while we were talking.
It really gave him an advantage."
Song Yutong saw that only half of the medicinal meal she had made was left, and couldn't help but muttered.
Just as he finished mumbling, he turned around and saw Feng Yi walking in, wiping his mouth, holding an empty bowl in his hand and planning to make another bowl.
Being caught speaking ill of others, Feng Yi thought that Cheng Hanyan's wife was shy and would be embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, Song Yutong rolled her eyes directly at him, and then the whole pot was brought to Cheng Hanyan.
Obviously, he didn't want Feng Yi to take advantage of him and get free food.
Cheng Hanyan was a little amused when he saw how he was protecting his food, so he explained to others.
"This is the first-grade general Feng Yi. General, this is my wife, Song Yutong."
Feng Yi was so happy that he didn't take it to heart even if he rolled his eyes.
He said with a smile. "Brother and sister, if you are so good at your craftsmanship, you will never be so stingy. It's because your cooking is delicious that I tasted two more bowls. You should be happy."
Feng Yi's familiarity and shamelessness left Song Yutong a little speechless.
"No matter how delicious it is, this is also medicinal food. I prepared it for my husband. Even if you try two more bowls, you should leave more for him. The food is almost exhausted, so why not just two bowls?"
No matter how thick-skinned Feng Yi is, he feels embarrassed now.
However, Song Yutong didn't really want to gain General Feng Yi's face, he was just deliberately betraying his favor.
"If you are really greedy, it's not that I can't make it for you. It's just that I prepared it for my husband."
When Song Yutong said it, there was a hint of grievance in her tone.
General Feng Yi scratched the back of his head in an honest manner, and felt happy after hearing that Song Yutong was willing to make this medicinal meal for him.
I know she is not such a stingy person.
Indeed, a woman who was willing to bring out so much beef sauce to build a good relationship with Cheng Hanyan in the military camp could not be a stingy person with a shallow vision.
"Brother and sister, this is my fault. Now you can make another one for me and I can give your husband a few extra days off. What do you think?"
Feng Yi also knew how to give Song Yutong a good deal.
I haven’t eaten the medicated food she made before, so I don’t know, but these two bowls of medicated food are enough for me.
Feng Yi only felt that the many old wounds left on the battlefield would be unbearably painful every rainy day.
No matter how many doctors and military doctors I saw, no one could cure me.
But after drinking this bowl of medicated food, Feng Yi clearly felt a warm current nourishing the injured area, making it itch and feel very comfortable.
Feng Yi was shocked to realize that there must be a secret in this medicinal diet.
It’s not just the old wounds that give rise to a feeling of being nourished and about to get better.
Even my body feels a lot lighter and is not as tired as before, as if I am carrying a mountain on my back.
Now the mountain has moved away from him.
Feng Yi has no doubt that he can jump around casually and is not afraid of getting hurt at all.
There was also a wound on his hand that was unintentionally left in a previous battle. After treating it yesterday, the military doctor said it was inflamed and asked him to change the dressing frequently.
But it was numb and itchy just now, and when Feng Yi wanted to scratch it, the already tattered bandage fell apart.
A wound that was originally inflamed is almost healed.
This magical scene made Feng Yi very surprised.
"General, you are so stingy. Why did you only take a few days off? You have to know that in your pot of medicinal food, I put a lot of good things worth thousands of gold. The most important thing is that I put a life-saving medicine in it.
, a life-saving elixir that can heal wounds quickly.”
"That's a life-saving elixir that I got from begging the medical fairy for more than two years, and it's all put in this soup. You have tasted it yourself, so you naturally know how many benefits this soup has brought to you? Isn't that right?
Your hidden wounds have been healed a lot?"
"If this were a medicinal meal that I usually make, I wouldn't put so many good things in it."
Song Yutong knew how magical the medicinal diet brewed from Lingquan water was, and how much trouble it would cause if a reasonable explanation was not given.
After hearing this explanation, Feng Yi immediately believed Song Yutong's words.
After all, he could clearly feel the changes in his body.
It is precisely because of this that I suddenly feel even more embarrassed.
"Well, let me agree to one more condition. Do you think it's feasible?"
"Okay, deal. I can make you a medicinal diet, but I need to know how many hidden wounds you have on your body, where they are, and what characteristics they are associated with. To be honest, that medical fairy is my ancestor, and I made this medicinal diet
Although it is not as strong as the life-saving elixir, it can still nourish your body."
"It is possible to recover if you take it for a long time."