In the past two days, he has eaten a lot of food. Meat and vegetables are served at every meal. She also goes to the deep pool of Dagu Mountain every day to fish for two fish.

For today's dinner, Chu Xintian made yam stewed pheasant, pickled rabbit meat and soft fried fish fillet with salt and pepper.

Although the big pot of rice doesn't look so exquisite, the wood-fired big iron pot, in addition to the fierce stir-fry with sufficient materials, Chu Xintian's cooking skills don't need to be said, so the taste of the food also wafts outside the house, making everyone salivate.

No wonder Zhao Wu proposed to try Chu Xintian's craftsmanship.

Smelling the smell of such delicious food, who wouldn't want to eat it, and who would want to eat bland, oily food

Chu Xintian took out the bowl that Bai Yongjing usually eats and served him a bowl of rice.

He took out another large plate and picked out some of each of the three dishes according to Bai Yongjing's usual meal.

Then, Chu Xintian put the meal she had just cooked for Zhao Wu's patient in a large bowl.

This is the ginseng hen porridge that Chu Xintian specially cooked for Zhao Wu according to his condition.

Chu Xintian filled the porridge and put the bowl in Chu Yuan's hand, and then she brought Bai Yongjing's rice: "Okay, give it to them"

Chu Yuan looked at the medicinal porridge in his hand, and then looked at the food in Chu Xintian's hand. He said in amazement:

"Sister, the young marshal said, don't eat these, eat your food"

"The injuries on his body are not very good. He can't eat hair and greasy things. Everyone knows this simple truth, don't you need me to say it" Chu Xintian thought that Zhao Wu was a big man and very greedy. There is no one else.

Although Chu Xintian said this, Chu Yuan still felt very embarrassed. After all, he was Zhao Wu's subordinate, and Zhao Wu instructed him to carry it out habitually.

Seeing his younger brother like this, Chu Xintian also understood: "Okay, I'll tell him in a while that he doesn't listen to your advice, and he should listen to me, the doctor."

Chu Yuan had no other way, so he had to listen to Chu Xintian's words and walked in with the medicinal porridge. Chu Xintian also followed him.

"Young marshal, let's eat" Chu Yuan carefully placed the bowl in front of Zhao Wu.

He felt that in order to resist the order of the young marshal, he was worried that Zhao Wu would lose his temper.

Chu Xintian didn't care. He walked over to Bai Yongjing and put the food in front of him

"Jing'er, this is your meal."

"Mother, Uncle Xiaoshuai also wants to eat these meals you make" No one else spoke. Bai Yongjing opened his mouth first.

"The medicinal porridge is also made by my mother, which is very helpful for wound healing."

When Chu Xintian said this, he deliberately glanced at Zhao Wu beside him.

Although she said it to Bai Yongjing, she actually said it to Zhao Wu.

"But, mother, that bowl of porridge is white. It has no color and smells weird. It must not look good."

Bai Yongjing looked at the food in front of him, looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him, and he felt that the young marshal was very pitiful.

Before Bai Yongjing fell ill and caught a cold. He wanted to eat delicious food that his mother made herself. As long as he says it, Chu Xintian will do it for him.

The same is sick, why can Zhao Wu only eat a bowl of white porridge without any taste

And Bai Yongjing had just heard the conversation between Zhao Wu and Chu Yuan. He knew that Zhao Wu didn't want to eat the tasteless porridge, but wanted to eat the delicious food made by Chu Xintian himself.

He saw that Chu Xintian didn't give Zhao Wu food, so because it was unfair, he couldn't help but open his mouth to appeal for Zhao Wu.

"Child, do you remember what your mother used to tell you that when you eat, you must not be picky. You can't eat whatever you want. It's good for your health, isn't it" Chu Xintian touched Bai Yongjing's head and said to him with a smile:

Chu Xintian's words were ostensibly to educate her son, but everyone in the room could hear them. She said it to Zhao Wu on purpose.

Chu Xintian said such things, didn't he treat Zhao Wu as a four or five-year-old Bai Yongjing.

Zhao Wu is very powerful. He was a big hero on the battlefield. Who would dare to treat him like this