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Chapter 87

Not far away, Ji Changan watched Song Tuanyuan come out of the pork shop carrying a bag of things, then got on the carriage, chatting and laughing with Hao Lixian, who was driving the carriage, and drove away.

Ji Changan couldn't help but frown.

Others didn't know it, but he was familiar with Hao Lixian. With his arrogant temperament, when had he ever worked as a carriage driver for others?

"Young Master, I asked the servants of the Hao Mansion. It seems that someone in the Song family is ill. Song Tuanyuan came to ask for Doctor Hao. Doctor Hao was going to review Prince Cheng today, so he asked Master Hao to go!" Dashan came panting.

Report.

"I know!" Ji Changan said quietly, and after thinking for a while, "It seems that we haven't gone to the countryside to collect things for a long time!"

Dashan was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "Sir, I have found what you want, why are you going to the countryside? What good things can there be in the countryside? The pile of junk you collected last time is still being thrown away in the warehouse, taking up space!

"

Ji Changan glanced at Dashan coldly.

Dashan quickly smiled and said: "That's right, no, it will make people think that you are stupid and rich, so you can't get what you want, right?"

Dashan said, looking at the ring on Ji Changan's hand, "Sir, I got this thing, but the person didn't show up!"

Ji Changan said quietly: "It will appear!"

Dashan could only nod.

"Let's go, go to the countryside today!" Ji Changan shook his sleeves and walked away.

Dashan could only sigh and follow.

Song Tuanyuan reviewed the technique of taking pulse in the car, and asked questions when he encountered something he didn't know how to do. The time along the way was not wasted.

It was already noon when he got home. Song Fugui did not go to town because of family matters, but asked Uncle Niu to ask for leave.

The little girl had no milk and the baby kept crying. Song Shuangxi was sick again and couldn't get out of bed, so Song Xiaoxiao was lighting the fire to cook.

Song Xiaoxiao can only cook sweet potatoes.

Song Tuanyuan entered the yard and felt a little uncomfortable when she saw this scene. She quickly asked Hao Lixian to see Song Shuangxi while she processed the pig's trotters, chopped them into large pieces and stewed them.

Song Xiaoxiao lit the fire, and Song Tuanyuan had time to go in and see Song Shuangxi.

Hao Lixian is writing a prescription.

Song Shuangxi's energy seemed to be much better, and she even called "Mother" when Song Tuanyuan came in.

"How?" Song Tuanyuan asked.

"It's nothing serious. There's a little blood on the back of my head. I took a look at your prescription last night. It's symptomatic, plus two medicines to remove blood stasis and soothe the nerves. Just keep drinking it. Don't move around too much. Just lie in bed for a few days!"

Hao Lixian said.

Song Tuanyuan was aware of the taboo of concussions. Now that Hao Lixian said it was not serious, she breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it's not serious, she can treat the rest!

"How's the braised tendon doing?" Hao Lixian asked.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Song Tuanyuan said with a smile, "Then you prescribe the medicine first, and I'll make the medicine!"

"I'll make the medicine. I'm very hungry now and need to eat!" Hao Lixian said in a deep voice.

Song Tuanyuan understood immediately and hurried to see the pot.

Pig's trotters are not easy to cook, so Song Tuanyuan had to add firewood and simmered for two quarters of an hour, which was about it. He divided it into two pots, one pot added Tongcao and then stewed, and the other pot added sauce and sugar to braise.

This time, because of the sauce and sugar for coloring, the pig's trotters look bright red, making people want to eat them when they see them.

Afraid of being too greasy, Song Tuanyuan added a handful of green onions, which looked particularly appetizing.

Both ways of eating it were good. Song Tuanyuan gave it to Wang Yulan to breastfeed first.

Looking at the pig's trotters that night, Wang Yulan glanced at Song Tuanyuan guiltily: "Mom, it's a lot of money, right?"

"Money doesn't matter, your health is important. Eat this, don't be anxious anymore, drink more water, rub it, and the milk will slowly come down!" Song Tuanyuan said.

Wang Yulan blushed and nodded.

"Song Tuanyuan, where's my food!" Hao Lixian shouted in the yard.

Song Tuanyuan was about to go out when he heard Hao Lixian shout again, "Hey, why are you here?"

Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment and hurried out. Outside the fence, he saw Ji Changan, dressed in Tsing Yi, passing by with Da Shan. When he heard Hao Lixian calling, he stopped and looked back at Hao Lixian.

With a slightly surprised expression on his face, he glanced at Song Tuanyuan who came out of the house, pointed at the house and asked: "This is..."

Song Tuanyuan stepped forward and said: "Mr. Ji, what a coincidence, this is my home!"

Ji Changan suddenly realized something, cleared his throat and said, "I came to the countryside to collect things today. I had nothing to do and took a walk around. I didn't expect to wander over to your house!"

Song Tuanyuan smiled awkwardly: "What a coincidence!"

"Hurry up and start dinner, I'm hungry!" Hao Lixian had already smelled the aroma of braised pig's trotters and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Song Tuanyuan nodded and turned to the kitchen.

Seeing Ji Changan standing still, Hao Lixian asked casually: "Mr. Ji, have you eaten? Do you want to eat something together?"

"Okay!" Ji Changan agreed happily, pushed the fence door and went in.

Hao Lixian was stunned for a moment. Ji Chang'an has always been picky about food. After the cook he was accustomed to returned to his hometown, he couldn't even pick seven or eight cooks in the town. I heard that a new cook came to the Ji family recently.

The food was very good, but he hadn't had a chance to taste it yet.

Why is Ji Changan willing to come to such a shabby courtyard in the countryside to eat now?

Ji Changan walked to the stone pier in the courtyard. Dashan quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it before sitting down.

Hao Lixian had no choice but to step forward and sit down, but still glanced at Ji Changan suspiciously.

Ji Changan sat as calm as a mountain, without squinting, as if he was just passing by for a meal.

Song Tuanyuan thought Ji Changan had left, so he came out with braised pig's trotters and only a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing the two men sitting face to face, Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment and had to put down the pair of bowls and chopsticks first, then turned around to get another pair.

When Song Tuanyuan turned around, Ji Changan and Hao Lixian both stretched out their hands, and one of them grabbed the side of the bowl and chopsticks.

"Mr. Ji, this braised tendon is made for me. I want to try it first!" Hao Lixian said.

"You call me to dinner. You are the host and I am the guest. Naturally, the host will let the guest go!" Ji Changan said.

Hao Lixian suddenly dragged the bowl and chopsticks in front of him. Ji Changan used his strength and dragged the bowl and chopsticks in front of him again. The bowl and chopsticks clattered on the table.

Song Tuanyuan came out with another pair of bowls and chopsticks and glanced at the two childish men.

Ji Changan refused to let go.

Hao Lixian had no choice but to let go of his hand.

There was a proud smile on Ji Changan's lips.

Song Tuanyuan placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of Hao Lixian and said, "There are still bowls and chopsticks!"

"Junior sister, is this braised tendon?" Hao Lixian took a look and found that the color looked pretty good.

"Absolutely!" Song Tuanyuan felt a little guilty. She was in a irritable mood today. She didn't have the mood to shave his tendons. It would be nice to have pig's trotters to eat!

If Wang Yulan hadn't given birth to milk today, there wouldn't be any pig trotters to eat!


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