Chapter 2254 Light Gate Lintel 54
After a while, a table of dishes was cooked. There were a lot of dishes, so Xining called over the others.
After the four people sat down, Xining served himself a small bowl of rice, looked at the two empty chairs, and said to Yeying Yebing who was standing next to him: "You guys should sit down too."
The two of them didn't speak, just stood behind her and Xi'an.
Xining frowned: "As the Romans do, we have no masters or servants at Xuanhumen. If you two are not used to it, please go back to Huoyun Villa."
"Don't!" Liu Yulang, who was already eating with chopsticks, said quickly: "This dish is so delicious, it can even compare to the chef of Zuixianglou."
Xining grinned and said softly: "What does Zuixianglou do?"
Liu Yulang paused and then started eating smoothly: "It's a restaurant."
Everyone looked at him with contempt. Restaurant? Go ahead and fool the devil.
Xining turned to continue the topic: "Have you decided whether to live according to the rules of Xuanhumen or return to Huoyun Villa?"
Xi'an said: "It's better to listen to my junior sister and sit down and eat together."
The two looked at each other, sat down silently, and reached for the rice.
Rice is already more expensive in the north. In order to avoid waste, the rice is placed in a large basin and you can serve as much as you want.
Xining took a bite of the dish and nodded slightly. It tasted really good. The most important thing is that today's ingredients were brought by two people, including chicken, fish, mushrooms and tofu. Even the pork is fragrant, the male pork has a strong flavour, and all female pork is used. I have always eaten whatever I had, but suddenly a new dish appeared, and I naturally thought it was delicious.
Liu Yulang ate very happily: "As expected, it's Huoyun Villa, with a lot of money. This mushroom stewed chicken is very delicious. I'll ask you young owner to bring some more when you have time."
Wu Jue glanced at the heartless Liu Yulang, said nothing, added a piece of fish and put it into his bowl, lowered his head and ate in silence. Mind your own business, I still have nine thousand two hundred and seventy taels of ransom money to pay, so there is no need to enlighten this fool.
After finishing the meal, Ye Bing put away the dishes, Ye Ying went out to see the progress of the felt tent in the yard, and the others dispersed.
Xining returned to his room and read a book. Xuanhumen left behind many medical books, some of which were orphaned and were mixed with medical notes from former disciples. During the period after Xuanhumen was destroyed, the body master sorted out these parts and hid them in a secret place. That's why she specially picked some to take with her when she escaped this time.
Some things need careful consideration, so I haven’t finished it yet.
Xuanhumen's medical skills have indeed reached a very high level, involving acupuncture, bone setting, medicine, nursing, etc. It can be said that his achievements are definitely no worse than those of traditional Chinese medicine in any plane. It would be a real pity if it were lost.
You need to seize the time and read it quickly. After reading this pile, when it is absolutely safe here, go back once and bring all the remaining medical books.
At this time, the door curtain was raised, and Ye Bing walked in, holding a basket with red needles in his hand: "Little miracle doctor, can I do needlework here?"
"Okay." Xining pointed to the other side of the low table: "Sit there, it's warm on the kang." Ye Bing was stunned, glanced at the small stool in front of the kang, and after thinking about it, he took off his shoes and got on the kang. , sitting cross-legged like the locals, took out the needle and thread from the basket and started sewing.
Although Xi Ning held a book in his hand, he was watching every move of the other party.
According to Ye Bing's status, she was not allowed to sit on the kang, so she could only sit on the small stool in front or on the footboard. This was someone else's slave, so she didn't bother to care about it. The main reason was that since she was here and hanging around under her nose, she could make someone else feel comfortable. The life of a two-legged beast is very short, and in this business, you don’t know what tomorrow will be like today.
Xining read for a while and felt tired. His eyelids drooped involuntarily and he fell asleep unconsciously. When he woke up, Ye Bing was no longer in the house. She was covered with a quilt and slept for more than an hour.
I opened the window and looked outside. I saw that the felt tent was almost set up. It would be over in about an hour. Ye Ying and Ye Bing were giving sweet water to the workers to drink. It looked like it should be ginger syrup or something like that.
When it was finished, Xining went out to see what was new. Li Zheng happened to be leading the villagers, bringing them the steamed buns and steamed meat. It was neither too early nor too late.
Everyone who came to work got four large white steamed buns with a thick slice of steamed meat inside. Some people took one out and ate it on the spot. While eating, they walked away to where the bullock cart containing them was parked. The meat is steamed until it becomes pulpy, and when you bite into it, it bursts with oil, and you can't stop eating it. It attracted several people to sit in the car and take one out of the paper bag to eat. People in the car all praised the owner for his generosity and good heart.
Maybe others can't see it, but Xining understands it at a glance. These people are basically ordinary coolies or craftsmen, and they basically bring their families with them. The meat-filled steamed buns are meant to be taken home and shared with their families.
In this era, white steamed buns are pretty good to eat. The grains and bran eaten in many places, and meat are even more rare. You may not be able to see them for ten days and a half. If the family is poor, they can only eat some meat during festivals and birthdays.
Think about your family or children, they must be as happy as if they were celebrating the New Year after eating such delicious food. That's why there are those who are reluctant to eat. Watching their companions eating while they are hot, they swallow their saliva and hold on, but instead hug the paper bag containing the steamed buns tightly.
The oxcart carried the dismantled felt tent when it came, and transported people when it left. The cheerful workers looking at the car were as happy as children who were given candy.
The people in the car were getting further and further away. Xining couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and said to Li Zheng: "Come to my place later to get money. The money for the steamed buns and meat will be counted at Xuanhumen."
Li Zheng waved his hand: "No, no, the little miracle doctor took such good care of our village. Last time we ate on the flowing water mat when hanging the plaque, the little miracle doctor confiscated our money. This time when building a new house, he just treated us as a follower. It's not a small thing to show respect."
"Okay, then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Xining talked about other things as if chatting: "I think there are more than 20 children in the village, right?"
"Yes." Li Zheng said with a smile: "The harvest in the past two years is not bad, and I can still have a few children with peace of mind. I remember the drought three years ago, and there was no harvest in the fields. It was so miserable. Which village didn't starve to death?" Fortunately, we had our backs against the mountains and no one was starving to death.”
Xining seemed to be lost in memories: "Yeah, at that time everyone in Xuanhumen went out to provide disaster relief. The rich people didn't have to pay for medical treatment. They only had to give porridge at the door for three days. I don't know how many people were saved at that time. Many people immediately responded afterwards. To achieve longevity, burn incense and pray for me every day.”
It's a pity that Xuanhumen was still destroyed. Perhaps God couldn't stand it anymore, so this little girl named Xuejian had a chance to live.
Xi'an, who was standing nearby, frowned: "Don't the government open warehouses to release grain? The court will also distribute relief grain."
Now it was the others' turn to look at Xi'an like a fool. If the people could get food, would people still starve to death?
(End of chapter)