Early the next morning, Chen Jingke ran to the palace with a box of gifts.
After seeing Changsun Wugu, he wiped his eyes with his fingers and tears started to fall down: "Aunt, I have been bullied, you have to seek justice for me."
As he said that, he was about to hug his thigh.
The eldest grandson Wugou was very happy. This child really has me as his aunt in his heart.
But there was a look of disgust on his face, and he kicked him away lightly, saying: "What do you look like when you stand still? Are you being bullied? Why did I hear that a man named Wang was beaten so hard that he was almost inhumane?
I don’t know who did it.”
Chen Jingke paused for a moment, then quickly shouted: "Slander, naked slander. They are four big men, each of them is eight feet tall and eight feet tall. How can I beat them?"
"Pfft haha..." Changsun Wugou laughed so hard that tears almost came out: "You... you brat can't even lie to others. You are eight feet tall and eight feet wide. You are just a ball. How can anyone look like this?"
Chen Jingke said with a "hehe" smile: "Exaggeration, this is an exaggeration. I just want my aunt to understand more vividly how big the disparity in combat power between me and them is."
"How could a kid like me, who has sick little arms and legs, beat them? In order not to be bullied by them, I had to strike first."
Changsun Wujia knew clearly that he was talking nonsense, but she liked this way of talking, and no one had ever dared to talk to her like this before.
She pretended to be distressed and said: "Really? Come and give your aunt a good look."
When Chen Jingke came closer, she grabbed the hand that was rubbing his eyes and put it in front of her nose to smell it. She raised her eyebrows and said:
"You brat, how dare you lie to me. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, don't blame me for being rude."
Chen Jingke didn't expect that his little trick would be revealed so quickly, but he didn't panic. He rolled his eyes and said with a sad face: "I am so happy that I can't cry when I see you, so I put garlic juice on my hands."
"But my conscience, my feelings for you are more real than gold. In my heart, you are like... no, you are my biological mother."
Changsun Wugou stretched out his finger and tapped his forehead, saying, "You can make your aunt happy with your smooth tone."
Then he said: "You don't have to worry about Wang Xiuqi. The saint has sent people to investigate the matter of him torturing and killing the female slaves. Now the Wang family is eager to keep the matter quiet and not dare to cause trouble for you."
"That tooth man Zhao Mulezi has also been dealt with strictly by Wannian County. Are you satisfied now?"
Chen Jingke wanted to express his dissatisfaction. What he wanted more was to abolish human trafficking. But he knew that this was unrealistic and would make people think that he did not know how to advance or retreat.
So he pretended to be happy and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. Mainly, thank you to my aunt. You are so kind to me."
Changsun Wugou smiled with satisfaction and said, "Your Majesty will definitely be very sad if he finds out about this."
Chen Jingke muttered: "I am your nephew and not his, who cares about him."
Changsun Wugou was amused again and said: "Okay, okay, if you keep talking, the saint will really get angry."
Chen Jingke also knew that the joke should not be too much, so he changed the subject and said: "Aunt, I am planning to open a restaurant. If everything goes well, I will open restaurants all over the country and abroad."
"You also come to participate. If Your Majesty is not allowed to participate, the money you make will be your own money."
"You still have some conscience." Changsun Wugu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you so sure you can make money?"
Chen Jingke said sternly: "I'm absolutely sure, I know a brand new cooking method - not just a few dishes, but a cooking method, the same as frying, boiling, stewing, and steaming."
"This cooking method can be expanded into countless dishes. With the new cuisine, the restaurant's business should not be bad."
Changsun Wugou became interested and said: "New cooking method, is this why you bought slaves?"
Chen Jingke said: "Yes, new cooking methods require new kitchen utensils. Buying a blacksmith is to make new kitchen utensils, and buying a handy person is to let them learn new cooking skills."
Changsun Wugou said: "Okay, then I will participate in one share. How much does it cost?"
Chen Jingke smiled flatteringly and said: "How can I ask for your money? I will give you a piece of my share, so I am filial to you."
"I just have a small request. When the restaurant is built, His Majesty can go there to have a meal during his private visit in disguise. It would be even better if he could write an inscription on it."
"Huh." Changsun Wugou sneered, "Thirty percent."
This was an agreement. Chen Jingke said happily: "Okay, just 30%. You can't lie to me. Aunts don't lie to nephews."
Changsun Wugou said angrily: "How can you come up with so many lies? If you continue to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will lock you in Zixiao Temple and never come out."
"Yes, yes, I don't dare to do it anymore."
Chen Jingke quickly changed the topic and said: "By the way, there is something I want to report to you, which is related to Duke Yi Guo's condition."
Changsun Wugou showed a genuine expression and said, "I know you have a way. Please tell me how to treat it."
He talked about the blood transfusion and told the current problem: "Blood transfusion is very dangerous. Even if Yi Guogong accepts this method, he cannot be treated directly."
"It's best to find some people to do experiments to accumulate experience, and then perform blood transfusion surgery on them after they have a certain degree of confidence."
Changsun Wujia was very surprised by the blood transfusion thaumaturgy, but it was not unacceptable, and she attached great importance to it. She valued any progress in medical skills, because she might one day use it on herself.
He immediately said: "Okay, I will inform your majesty right now and ask him to transfer some death row prisoners to real people for experiments."
As for human rights and the like, who cares about them? Even Chen Jingke will not pay attention to the human rights issues of scum. Being able to contribute to the medical progress of mankind is already the greatest kindness to them.
After confirming this matter, Chen Jingke did not say any more, but said: "Where have the sisters gone? I even brought them gifts."
Changsun Wugou looked at the box behind him and said, "Ying'er and the others have gone to school. Sizi and Yin'er are playing in the yard... Go and find the ladies."
The second half of the sentence was addressed to the maid.
Soon Princess Jinyang ran back at the lead and hugged him as soon as she saw him. Princess Xincheng was still young and didn't know anything, but she couldn't stop giggling when she saw him.
I opened the box and took out various toys: building blocks, windmills, ice-breaking blocks, etc.
Princess Xincheng was most interested in the windmill and had a great time playing with it. Princess Jinyang was most interested in building blocks and was fully engrossed in the game.
Changsun Wujia was particularly happy about this, even happier than making money from a partnership.
She also played an icebreaker game with Chen Jingke enthusiastically for a while, and then she fell in love with it. God knows how monotonous her life is, and she finally has a puzzle game to play.
Chen Jingke stayed in the palace for more than two hours and came back after having lunch with his eldest son, Sun Wugao.
Then he turned around and devoted himself to the research and development of new cooking techniques.