Minghua followed Yun Wu's eyes and saw Ye Xiang sitting by the window.
That figure, that demeanor, and the large black cloak with a wrought hood that she has recently become obsessed with, all indicate that this is her uncle the regent.
She quickly ran over and saluted: "Uncle Fifteen, why are you here?"
Ye Xiang said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"
Minghua raised his head and saw Ye Xiang's perfect profile. The light from the window shone in and hit him, making his cold white skin shine even more.
My uncle is really a man with a face that kills both men and women. No wonder he wears a ghost mask every day when he goes out. It is because his face is so good that people ignore his true character.
It was very rare for Minghua to see Ye Xiang's true face. She would always remember the first time she saw him, when she dropped her favorite food on the ground.
Minghua looked at Yun Wu and then at Ye Xiang. Could it be that Uncle Fifteen was the dog that bit Yun Wu.
Ye Xiang took a sip of wine, took another bite of fried chicken, and said coldly: "Stand back."
Minghua glanced at the plate of fried chicken placed in front of his table and wanted to eat it!
Maybe it was because Ye Xiang was not wearing a mask, and without the usual sense of oppression that would make people afraid to speak nonsense, Minghua had the courage to act coquettishly: "Uncle, give me a chicken leg, I want to eat it too."
Ye Xiang didn't say anything, he just stretched out his jade-like hand with clear joints and moved the fried chicken plate to the side away from Minghua.
Minghua: "..."
Yun Wu took a sip of the soup and said, "I am your niece after all. If I want to eat, please be generous. Just a chicken leg."
Ye Xiang said coldly: "It's gone."
Yun Wu sighed: "Forget it, Minghua, I will ask them to cook you something more delicious tonight, and you can stay here for dinner tonight.
The regent will have to leave soon, so we won't feed him anything at night. We'll eat hot and sour noodles at night."
Ye Xiang's ears twitched in his hood. What is hot and sour noodles? He has never eaten it...
Yun Wu glanced at Ye Xiang and continued: "And Minghua, don't worry, I will write down the recipes for you in the recipe book.
Once you have the recipe, you can ask your cook to make it, and you can eat as much as you want. You don’t have to ask your stingy uncle for it, and don’t give it to him next time he asks you to eat it.”
Ye Xiang stood up and said, "I have something to do, so I'll come back tonight."
He walked out of the room very quickly and said to Bao Yi outside the room: "You stay."
Bao Yi smiled and said: "Okay, Master, I will leave a bowl of hot and sour noodles for you."
Ye Xiang gave him a cold look: "Would this king care about it?"
Yes, you can. Bao Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Master, please walk slowly."
Thunder: I also want to stay.
In the room, Yun Wu poked her head out to look at Ye Xiang who had really left and said quickly: "Go get it quickly, your uncle will let you eat it all."
Minghua's eyes widened, he held the plate in his arms, picked up a chicken leg and started to chew on it.
Yun Wu glanced at her round cheeks and said, "Eat less, otherwise you will have no stomach if there is something better to eat at night."
"Hehe, that must be impossible. If there is delicious food, there will be no time when I can't eat it. My stomach can support a boat."
Yun Wu sighed: "It's a blessing to be able to eat, Minghua, isn't our country a bit poor now?"
When mentioning Panax notoginseng yesterday, it was clear that Ye Pai had no intention of using it on soldiers. This thing is indeed expensive, but it is indeed useful.
It is said that Ye Xiang will not be stingy in this regard. Military strength is the foundation of a country. No matter how stingy it is, it cannot be stingy in terms of military strength.
After all, Dazhou is not very stable now.
Minghua turned his head and looked at her: "Why did you ask about this... Weren't we always fighting wars before? We were fighting externally and corrupting internally. The national treasury should be quite nervous now."
When Minghua mentioned that the chicken drumsticks in her hands were not very fragrant, she sat by the bed and said sadly: "We in Ling'an are okay, everyone has no worries about food and clothing, but I heard from my father that in many remote areas, the food supply is less than 10% per year."
If you don’t have enough to eat, you will be hungry in the winter.”
Minghua put the chicken legs on the plate: "Sometimes I think about it, what's the use of reading so many books? I can't do anything for the country and the people."
Yun Wu smiled: "You can't say that. Reading can help you understand things. This is the most important thing. Besides, we can do what we can without being an official."
"What about?" Minghua asked curiously.
"For example, if you think about why there is a shortage of food, the first is definitely less, the second is less production, and the third is natural and man-made disasters.
Earth, we really can't do anything about natural disasters and man-made disasters, these are matters that the court has to take care of, but we can help increase production."
Minghua was confused: "Me? Can I? I've never planted land?"
"Yes, as long as the seeds are improved to increase the yield."
Minghua felt that this was nonsense: "I don't even know how to plant the ground or how to improve the seeds."
Of course, although she has never farmed, she has read many books, including books on farming.
"Just because you haven't planted it doesn't mean you can't do it. If you haven't planted it before, you can give orders to others. You see, I can't cook, but I'm still guiding the Amon tree to make delicious food."
"That's because you have a recipe, but how can you find the food seeds?"
"I do." Yun Wu smiled at her so hard that her eyes turned into crescent moons.
Minghua's eyes widened in surprise: "You even know how to farm?"
"What's the point? I also know how to grow medicinal materials. I will discuss these matters with the Minister of Tobe after I recover from my injury. If you are interested, you can come along."
"Okay." Minghua said happily.
Although she has nothing to do with farming, it doesn't stop her from listening to it.
In the evening, Yun Wuzhen taught Ashu how to make hot and sour noodles. Ashu was much more talented in cooking than Amon.
Although this ancient period was backward, it had a characteristic of being very open, and it had trade with the grasslands, the Western Regions and even further places.
So there are many things introduced to Dazhou, including chili!
But it's obvious that people these days are not interested in chili peppers at all. They are usually left in the grain and oil shops and no one cares about them.
Yun Wu asked the help of Duke Wei's Mansion to find it.
Ye Shang was busy until midnight before he came over. He said with a cold face: "I, the king, take a look at your wound."
Yun Wu carefully exposed half of her shoulders. She was wearing a loose undershirt, and when she pulled it off, the wound would be exposed. Fortunately, the weather was getting hotter now, so she didn't feel anything.
Ye Xiang looked at her wounds carefully.
Yun Wu's scab was very mature and would fall off in less than two days. He frowned. Even so, he was still unhappy when he saw the wound on Yun Wu's snow-white shoulder.
I really should have cut those dogs with countless knives, but even if I cut them with countless knives, they could not eliminate Yun Wu's pain.
"Your medicine is quite miraculous." Fortunately, this woman knew how to make medicine herself, otherwise she would have suffered for who knows how many days.
She is also a person who is completely intolerant and cannot bear any pain.
Yun Wu said proudly: "Of course, this is the real secret medicine. You are here just in time. Help me apply the scar-removing gel. I don't want to leave any scars."