Wishing You Eternal Happiness Chapter 151: : Cousin, does the soup taste good?
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"Get ready and go to your cousin's yard." Yu Youyao directed Xia Tao to bring the medicinal oil, leggings, and various prescriptions, and then went to Qingtuyuan.
Seeing Yu Youyao coming, Chang An hurriedly said: "Master, last night, for..." Thinking of the master's instructions, he swallowed the words in his mouth again, and changed the topic: "My leg hurts badly. I've been through it for a while." I didn't sleep, so I asked Uncle Sun to get an injection. The pain in my leg felt better, so I fell asleep, and I'm still awake."
The implication is, don’t disturb the young master’s rest.
Yu Youyao also understood and felt that his cousin really needed to rest more, so he told Xia Tao to put the things he brought in the house: "I will go find Uncle Sun first."
Uncle Sun was reading a medical book in the room. Yu Youyao came over and took out a pile of paper filled with words and showed it to Uncle Sun: "My cousin needs to take good care of his health. Aunt Xu and I After some discussion, we made a rough arrangement for my cousin’s care. Can you take a closer look and see if it’s useful?”
Uncle Sun was a little surprised. He raised his head and glanced at Yu Youyao: "You do mean it. Although I am good at medicine, I usually prescribe some medicinal foods for the young master to replenish his body. But when it comes to replenishing his body, I am not as proficient in this as the people in the palace. My grandma is more careful."
Normally, he didn't ask the young master to take good care of his legs, but the young master didn't care about his legs, so there was nothing they could do no matter how anxious they were.
Take a closer look at Yu Youyao's arrangements. In addition to breakfast, dinner every day, there are also warm and tonic medicated meals in the morning, afternoon, and evening. Foot soaking before going to bed, medicated bath once a day, and all the incense used. Promotes blood circulation and removes dampness.
Uncle Sun nodded: "With this kind of care, although the effect will not be seen for a while, the young master's body is weak and cannot be replenished. As his daily life gradually improves, the effect will be more obvious."
After saying that, Yu Youyao went to the small kitchen again and told the cook inside: "This is the medicine for soaking. I have prepared the ingredients. You put it in the pot and boil it. When my cousin wakes up, brew it. It will be more comfortable if you take a bath."
Back in the hall, Zhou Linghuai had already stood up, wearing a deer fur coat and a charcoal pot at his feet.
Yu Youyao was heartbroken after seeing this, and walked to her cousin: "Chang'an said that my cousin had leg pain last night and didn't sleep all night. Why didn't you sleep a little longer? Does the leg hurt again?"
The little girl’s voice was gentle and soft, and Zhou Linghuai suddenly realized that the unbearable bone pain in his knees was no longer so painful: “It’s not bad!”
The pain in my legs was not that bad when I first got the needle. Even after I slept for a short while, my legs felt cold and painful again not long after. I added two thick quilts and four soup ladies were placed under the quilt. It didn't work, I couldn't sleep warm, and it got colder and colder as I slept.
As soon as the little girl arrived, he knew it and immediately lost his sleepiness.
Yu Youyao curled her lips. Her cousin was trying to make her feel at ease by telling her: "I made some deer antler and ginseng chicken soup for my cousin, and put it next to the charcoal stove to warm it. It's just the right time to drink it. The weather is cold. "My cousin can't stand the moisture. Although he can't take a lot of supplements, he still needs to take supplements, otherwise his body won't be able to bear it."
Zhou Linghuai looked at the half-man-high copper stove not far away. The charcoal fire was burning brightly in the copper stove. There was a food box next to it, which was brought by Yu Youyao. He saw it as soon as he entered.
Yu Youyao took the food box and took out the soup cup inside. The food box was placed next to the charcoal stove to bake. As soon as the soup was put into the bowl, white smoke came out.
The delicious and mellow smell of chicken soup suddenly spread out and filled the whole room.
"This is also my first time to make soup. The taste is not as good as the ones made in the kitchen. My cousin can't dislike it." Yu Youyao strictly followed the requirements of "Ding Shi Fang" to make the medicinal diet.
Mama Zhao also prepared the oil, salt, spices, etc., and she was also watching the heat, so she took charge of it. Before coming, I tasted half a bowl, and it still tasted good.
Zhou Linghuai was startled and looked at the little girl's fair and tender face.
Most of the sisters from wealthy families have to learn some things about the kitchen, but they don't do much and direct the servants to do it.
At this moment, Chang An walked into the house and smelled the smell of chicken soup: "Cousin, why did you make chicken soup for the young master? You don't know that the young master..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Linghuai glanced at him lightly.
Chang An's back stiffened immediately.
Yu Youyao handed the chicken soup to her cousin like a treasure: "Cousin, how do you like it?"
The chicken soup was light and served in a white porcelain bowl. It was as yellow and attractive as amber. Even Chang An couldn't help but glance at it and swallow his saliva.
Zhou Linghuai hesitated for a moment, then took it, and under Chang An's strange gaze, calmly brought it to his lips and took a sip.
The chicken soup is fresh and fragrant, and it doesn't seem to taste as bad as imagined.
At this time, Yu Youyao finally thought of something and turned to look at Chang'an: "By the way, what were you going to say just now?"
Chang'an was extremely speechless and didn't even want to say anything.
The young master drank the chicken soup into his mouth. Can he still say that the young master has been picky since he was a child, dislikes the greasy chicken soup, and dislikes drinking chicken soup the most?
He finally understood that whether the young master drinks chicken soup depends on his appearance.
"What is going on?" Yu Youyao felt a little nervous, worried that something was wrong with her cousin.
And Zhou Linghuai also put down the spoon in his hand and looked at him.
Chang An faced the young master's heavy gaze and could only bite the bullet and said: "The young master usually eats a lighter diet and is not used to eating too greasy food. I'm worried that the young master's stomach and intestines can't bear it."
Yu Youyao breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's it. That doesn't matter. I made the chicken soup light, so it won't stop my cousin from eating some."
Chang An closed his mouth.
Yu Youyao turned her head and looked at her cousin with bright eyes: "Is the chicken soup good?"
"Very good!" This cup of deer antler and ginseng chicken
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The soup is light but very nourishing. Even Zhou Linghuai doesn’t like the taste of chicken soup, but he has to admit that after eating a bowl of hot chicken soup~IndoMTL.com~ it’s as if it warms the blood from the belly. , The body is no longer so cold, and even the pale face has a little more vitality.
Zhou Linghuai's pale lips were a sickly white color, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled, just like a tea flower in full bloom - he was in the prime of his youth!
At this moment, the woman in the kitchen walked in with a wooden bucket: "Master Cousin, the medicine for soaking your feet is ready."
Zhou Linghuai was startled and turned to look at Yu Youyao.
Yu Youyao said quickly: "I asked the kitchen to cook it. From now on, my cousin will have to soak his feet morning and night. Although it can't relieve the pain in his legs, soaking in the heat will make him feel better. My cousin just doesn't pay attention to himself. Even Chang'an has been careless about your body. Don't be like this in the future. You must listen to me. This is good for your health."
When Chang An heard this, his eyes suddenly opened with anger, like a frog's eyes.
What's wrong with him is that he's careless. It's clear that the young master doesn't take his body seriously. He refuses to listen to his words or persuade him. He, a servant, can't even twist his thigh with his arms.
What can be done?
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