Volume 2 Imperial Physician with Red Makeup Chapter 51 Simple Taste, Simple People!
"I like the little doctor. He wants to marry me as his wife when I grow up." Little Lihua added happily.
"When you grow up, little doctor will be old." Pippi said unhappily.
"Nonsense, the little doctor is the most handsome!" Xiao Lihua stomped her feet angrily.
At this time, one of the girls suddenly looked at Qian sitting on the bed with a bright red face, smiled, and said softly: "Brother Qian is so handsome. I want to marry him when I grow up."
"Shy, shy, shy..."
Several little kids laughed and made noise and pushed the short little girl towards Qian Xiaoxiao, making them all lean forward and backward with laughter.
Qian Xiaoxiao was speechless, but even if he glared at these little kids coldly, they didn't cry out of fear like they did the first time. It can only be said that children's adaptability is really amazing.
At this time, a gust of wind blew into the house from the door, carrying with it the aroma of food.
"Fried rice cakes!" The children's eyes suddenly lit up, their faces looked greedy, and they even swallowed their saliva.
At the same time, Yu Zhujun's slender figure appeared at the door, with a bowl of steaming soup in his hand, but there was no fried rice cake. The children all looked at him eagerly.
He grinned and said: "The fried rice cakes are placed in the pavilion outside. You can go and eat them. Don't bother Brother Qian. Hey, be careful, don't touch me."
Only halfway through his words, several children cheered loudly and dispersed.
Finally calmed down, Qian Xiaoxiao has never been so grateful for Yu Zhujun’s appearance!
His expression clearly revealed his mood, and Yu Zhujun burst into laughter: "Either these children's father is gone, or their father does not care for their mother and does not love them. Their lives are also very difficult, and they have no snacks to eat during the Chinese New Year."
Their favorite rice cakes are their favorite. Although the Chinese New Year is still far away, there is a store in the city that sells rice cakes all year round, for people to worship their ancestors or to congratulate..."
"I'm not interested in hearing this." He interrupted coldly.
Here we go again! Yu Zhujun pursed his lips in displeasure, put the decoction on the table, then approached him and said, "What interests you is that I went to the city to see a doctor. Did you see anyone looking for someone?
If I didn’t say yes, I would take the initiative to say no, and it would be in vain for you to ask.”
He looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Yu Zhujun suppressed the fire that burst out of his chest and said patiently: "I know you are anxious to know who you are and why you fell into the river, but you should have heard the saying 'take things as they come'...
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"How long will it take for my injury to heal?" No one was looking for him, so he went out to find the answer. Even if he was trapped in this remote mountainous area every day, he would not get the answer.
Interrupting him again, this guy is really stubborn and domineering! Yu Zhujun said: "You never listen to people finish their sentences? Understand, this is my family, you were saved by me, do you want me to teach you what it means to know the current affairs?
You are a talented person, but you have to bow your head under the eaves? This doctor doesn't owe you a single thing!" Yu Zhujun scolded him angrily.
It was the first time he saw this handsome face with a straight face, and Qian Xiaoxiao reluctantly said: "I'm sorry."
The atmosphere was tense. Yu Zhujun couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere, so he said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter, I don't hold grudges." Shaking his head, he regained his smile: "Let me answer your question, I think.
Your original kung fu should not be weak. Even if you are covered in injuries, you can still protect your heart with your deep internal strength. However, your internal organs are still seriously injured. Skin injuries heal quickly, but internal organs injuries take time to heal and will not heal quickly.
Yes, you will definitely have to drink those painful medicines for two or three months." Having said this, he quickly turned around and brought the bowl of medicine to him, and told him: "This bowl is very expensive, drink it while it's hot.
It’s all made from ginseng and bird’s nest.”
Qian Xiaoxiao took over and saw a few remaining vegetable leaves floating in the dark soup. It was very expensive. He glanced at Yu Zhujun intuitively, and that look was full of doubts.
Yu Zhujun grinned and said: "This is called common people's ginseng and bird's nest. It has the same nutrition, so I can just drink it."
In fact, it is mountain wild celery, which is very nourishing. It can adjust the imbalanced yang energy in the body, nourish liver blood, and add some medicinal materials, but it is very nutritious.
Qian looked at him with a smile and took a silent sip. However, he immediately frowned as soon as he took the mouthful. This bowl of medicine was so bitter that he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but he still drank it one after another. If it weren't for his strong self-control,
, he must have vomited!
Such a decoction should really add some honey or sweet juice to neutralize the bitterness.
As if responding to him, the aroma of fried rice cakes floating in the air became stronger and stronger. It smelled really delicious, but he had no memory of what it tasted like.
"Hahaha!" A group of smiling children ran into the house holding a plate of fried rice cakes, biting and nibbling the rice cakes one by one while shouting "hot, hot, hot", but with the satisfaction in their eyes and the smiles on their lips,
And the hungry look that couldn't wait to take another bite all showed how delicious the fried rice cake was.
Not long after, all the rice cakes went into their stomachs. The little guys reluctantly licked their greasy fingers, looking like they were still unfinished, and then looked at Yu Zhujun eagerly.
But he boldly issued an eviction order: "Go home as soon as you are full, and you are not allowed to run around."
These children were considered very well-behaved and did not dare to ask for food anymore and went back happily.
Qian Xiaoxiao drank the soup in a depressed manner and unconsciously looked at the empty plate. Even Yu Zhujun took the empty bowl and walked out without noticing.
When he returned, Yu Zhujun had a small plate in his hand with two hot pieces of fried rice cakes on it. He smiled and said, "I left it especially for you. It's freshly fried and very hot.
"Does it smell delicious? I wrapped the rice cake in dough with eggs and salt and fried it until it was golden and crispy. Try it." Yuzhu-kun blew the rice cake for him.
Seeing this, an unspeakable picture immediately appeared in Qian Xiaoxiao's mind. But the bitter taste in his mouth was even more unpleasant. Comparing the two, he felt superior. He reached out and took the fried rice cake handed to him by Yu Zhujun and took a bite.
, the crispy sound of "Kacha" appeared immediately, he chewed it gently, it was sweet and a little salty, with a simple and good taste.
It was delicious! He was so pleasantly surprised that he couldn't help but take another bite, and then another bite. Just when he was about to eat the second piece, he saw Yu Zhujun taking another piece of rice cake away from the plate.
He frowned, wasn't that specially reserved for him?
"It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together, do you have any opinion?" Yu Zhujun glared at him first, and then took a big bite of the rice cake with a smile on his face.
Bold! No one has ever dared to challenge him so blatantly! Qian Xiaoxiao stared at Yu Zhujun’s smile with half-closed black eyes, and then noticed...
Never? Who is he? Why does he have such arrogant thoughts?
Half a month has passed. Qian Xiaoxiao's external injuries are almost healed, but his internal injuries are only a few percent better. It's still a little difficult to get up neatly. He can only barely walk a few steps. The worst thing is that his memory still hasn't returned at all.
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Yu Zhujun said that fortunately he had a very strong Qi in his body, and his recovery speed was much faster than that of ordinary people. However, he also reminded him that he should not use Qi rashly until he was well, otherwise he would be in trouble if he could not control his anger.
There is no such thing as good or bad in the years in the mountains. If there is anything that makes him unable to adapt, it is that his appetite is really not very good. Maybe he used to have a bad mouth or was fond of eating delicious food, but a poor person can
What more could he ask for in food? It’s just his body and taste that can speak for itself, but he just finds every dish difficult to eat.
But facing Yu Zhujun, who always glanced at him with raised eyebrows, he couldn't complain, because both of them ate the same food, and he had a soft mouth, so he could only swallow it obediently.
On the other hand, he could eat several pieces of fried rice cake. It was the only food he thought he could eat.
But Yu Zhujun said: "Fried foods are easy to cause irritation and should not be eaten regularly."
He said that, but he often smelled the smell of fried rice cakes but didn't take half a bite, so he asked him.
"Just fry a piece to satisfy your craving." Yu Zhujun replied.
Qian Xiaoxiao was a little depressed. Even if he wanted to eat, he couldn't open his mouth to beg. Only those black eyes looked at him expectantly...
"I ate it!" Yu Zhujun said with a smile.
His dark eyes dimmed for a moment, and he resignedly waited for the next time. But often on the day when the rice cakes were fried, the group of little sparrows would sweep away a large plate of fried rice cakes like locusts passing by. He, who was too elegant in eating, could only taste one piece.
He doesn't want to eat quickly, but his body has its own rhythm. One bite after another, if he wants to eat quickly, he will only end up choking.
"Aren't you so delicate..." At this time, Yu Zhujun would look at him sympathetically, and specially leave another two yuan for him.
When Qian Xiaoxiao felt grateful and thought about whether he would bite off another piece, he would smile and say: "I kept four pieces for myself."