Xin Yang found that Gongzi Ye was in a particularly good mood in the past two days. When entering and exiting the door, he would laugh unconsciously, and occasionally hum a little tune. The footsteps are brisk, and the wind set off by the hem of the long-sleeved robe is full of the smell of spring breeze.

Xin Yang guessed that it may be because the epidemic is under control.

When the family came to report, Xin Yang stepped forward to serve tea, and heard the master say that the new prescription for preventing the plague was miraculous, and within two days, three or four thousand people took the medicine, and only five people were infected with the plague. Three of them had mild symptoms and were quickly brought under control after taking the medication.

And last night, Gongzi Ye discussed with the old doctor Yan, and several doctors who returned from the front-line severe epidemic area until the fourth watch, and set a set of prescriptions for seriously ill patients.

After receiving the prescription, the medicine house stepped up the decoction and sent it to the winter nursing home for those endangered patients to take, and the dangerous symptoms faded before dawn, turning the danger into safety.

It works for most patients.

As soon as the new medicine came out, the number of dead disease patients sent out for burial from the Winter Nursery this morning dropped sharply.

Not only Chang Qianfo, Jiang Yue, Yang Ping, but also Li Jinshan and others came to report and ask for instructions in the morning, they were all overjoyed.

Xinyang was also happy.

Although she was not on the front line, she saw the most painful situation with her own eyes. But when I heard the news, I was also sad.

This plague hung over the entire Huairentang like a thick cloud, making everyone depressed and out of breath.

Now the clouds have finally cracked, allowing hope to shine in.

She felt like she was energized again.

Xinyang leaned against the door frame and took a nap, and a gust of wind passed by him, bringing a sweet fragrance of flowers.

Xinyang remembers that this is the fragrance of Xifu Begonia, Xifu Begonia is precious, and only two plants are planted at the end of the flower gallery of Jushatang. Isn't there someone from the account room?

Xin Yang opened his eyes, but saw that it was Chang Qianfo.

At this time, he had already sat down in front of the bookcase, took his own oil smoke ink ingots and studied ink on the Huangzhou inkstone, and sprinkled his pen with enthusiasm, and wrote in one go, not knowing what he wrote.

I lifted the ink paper to dry it again, and admired it for a while, with a smile at the corners of my eyes and lips, soft and warm, like a bubble of spring water soaked in willow branches and floating and falling petals.

Xin Yang suddenly realized that he was not thinking roughly.

Gongzi can't be happy for the past two days, I'm afraid it's not just for the epidemic to be controlled, right?

I ran out early in the morning, I didn't have time to eat, I couldn't sleep, but I came back more energetic.

Isn't it, the beautiful woman went?

Xin Yang got up and rubbed his eyes, turned into the tea room, took the food from the beast face pattern double-bottom warm food copper square tripod filled with hot water, and went out to put it on the table.

At this time, Chang Qianfo had already put down the paper, his eyebrows were heavy, and he still looked at the pulse case.

Xin Yang greeted with a smile: "Childe, it's not early, let's see it after dinner." ”

Chang Qianfo made a mark on the scroll with a pen and replied casually: "Okay." ”

Still looked at it again, put down the pen and got up, cleaned his hands with half a basin of water on the wooden shelf behind him, and walked to the dining table.

I saw that the food on the table was quite rich.

A large bowl of hand-rolled noodles covered with a thick layer of meat sauce. Two pan-fried soft-boiled eggs, lotus root flour, three large beef buns, and a large bowl of fresh licorice duck porridge.

Chang Qianfo said: "Didn't you say that you eat the same as everyone, why do you have so much?" ”

Xin Yang said with a smile: "The head of the house specially let people buy it, saying that the son works hard, and he must not be sloppy in his meal." Otherwise, it is an iron body, and it can't bear to boil so without eating or sleeping. ”

As he spoke, he took a white porcelain bowl and Chang Qianfo porridge, and said with a smile: "This is the old duck porridge bought from the Zhimei porridge shop." Their porridge is a must in Chuzhou City.

The porridge is boiled by a 60-year-old grandmother, who only sells ten cans of porridge a day, and only sells this one flavor.

Single is a little more single, but the taste is really authentic, once eaten, I want to eat the second time, childe, you try it. ”

Chang Qianfo took it, took the spoon and tasted it, it was really thick and delicate, the taste was strong and fragrant, and it was evocative. His heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Has Yang Nursing Home been here?" ”

Xin Yang smiled: "No." Childe has something to do with Yang Huyuan, so I'll call him. ”

As he was talking, Zhao Ping walked in with a thick stack of pulses, turned his head and shouted: "Old Yang, the son is looking for you." ”

After a while, Yang Ye came out from behind a row of big mulberry trees in front of the door, and he didn't know what he was doing, and his hands were full of plaster.

"Who is looking for me? What's up? ”

Chang Qianfo looked at Yang Ye with disgust, and asked Xin Yang to fetch water to wash his hands.

"There's a good errand for you." Didn't a junior apprentice help you solve the problem of raising a pot yesterday? It's done beautifully, and you have done a great job. You send this pot of porridge to Jushatang, thank you. ”

Even the reason helped me think of it.

Yang Ye sighed: "This hasn't passed the door yet, so I'm distressed?" You have to go yourself, so that your sister-in-law knows, you have to pick my skin. ”

Chang Qianfo smiled: "Sister-in-law, I'll help you carry it." What kind of friendship do we have, you can't help with this help, right? ”

Yang Ye couldn't stand his grinding, came up and opened the lid to take a look, and said: "Zhimei Shop's porridge, your sister-in-law was still talking about eating this bite yesterday, buddy was so angry that she didn't buy it for her." ”

Yang Ye is afraid of the first in Huairentang. After finishing speaking, he covered his mouth and snickered, Chang Qianfo didn't tear him down, and said with a smile: "My sister-in-law wants to drink porridge, and Ming'er will let people buy an extra cup." ”

Yang Ye waved his hand and said, "I'm not used to her problem." ”

He said, "I heard that your new prescription yesterday worked?" ”

Chang Qianfo nodded, quite worried: "There are still a small number of people who are not right. ”

Yang Yedao: "The plague is a stubborn disease, ten rooms and nine infections, seven injuries and eight deaths, and it is already good to be able to treat some people." Take your time and don't push yourself too hard...... Well, I'm going to bring you porridge. ”

Chang Qianfo smiled: "If you have work, I have time to invite you to drink." ”

"Okay, call that kid Li Zhe, drink the strongest burning knife, you have to drink it down."

Not long after Yang Ye went, Jiang Fan came, and Chang Qianfo inquired about the situation of the soup pot for soup porridge cloth and instructed Jiang Fan: "...... The requisition of water tanks continued, and fifty pots were replaced from the porridge shed for the purpose of boiling tea and soup, and providing hot water for the hall.

From noon, the kitchen has resumed its normal food supply, and the big guys are working hard to add more hard dishes...... In addition, count how many bird's nests are left in the warehouse, and if the quantity is enough, take it out and stew it, and divide it into each room......"

The housekeeper of Changjiabao has always been generous, and there are rich New Year's silver, grain, oil, silk and so on. On weekdays, food and lodging have never been disadvantaged.

But like Chang Qianfo, as soon as he opened his mouth, he had to pour the bird's nest in the warehouse to share the food, but I really haven't seen it.

Xin Yang sighed in his heart: Strange people always say that wealth is big, and wealth is big.

There is silver in his hand, and he is so atmospheric when he speaks.