Ask for PK tickets, pink tickets, recommended tickets ~ I want tickets ~)

Zhao Yuan, who was guarding outside Wang Jiuzhi's house, rubbed his sore wrist, and the fall in front of him was not light, and now he couldn't move his hand. Looks like you'll have to ask the doctor to take a look at it for yourself.

After a while, when the doctor came out, Zhao Yuan immediately stood up, rushed forward and asked, "Doctor, how is it?" ”

The doctor took out the recipe and handed it over: "Feed him mung bean soup a few times to force the poison out." Take the medicine according to the prescription, take two doses in a row, and rest for a few days. ”

Zhao Yuan read 'Amitabha Buddha' on the spot, and he thanked the doctor again and again.

The doctor glanced at Zhao Yuan twice: "Your hand is not light, let me help you take a look, can you hurt your tibia?" ”

Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly: "I still have to bother you." I can't even move. ”

The doctor tried to move Zhao Yuan's wrist, but he couldn't help but hum: "It's okay, just rub it with medicinal wine." ”

"I can't even move this hand, how can I be fine."

The doctor took a bottle of medicinal wine from the medicine box with a cold face: "Three times a day, seven days is fine." ”

Zhao Yuan had no choice but to take it, ask someone to send the doctor out, and immediately rushed into the house.

Wang Jiuzhi was already asleep, and Rui Xue sat on the edge of the bed and took care of it.

"Sleeping?"

Ruixue motioned to Zhao Yuan to be quieter, folded the quilt for Wang Jiuzhi, and quietly walked outside the house: "What's the matter?" How can it be poisoned? ”

Kuroko cried with a sad face: "It's me, it's all me, I mixed the yam with Gansui." ”

He was crying, Rui Xue didn't understand at all, so he had to look at Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan gave himself a brain: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't put my father's medicine indiscriminately, the sunspot wouldn't have been put into the soup by mistake, and Master Wang wouldn't have ......."

Zhao Yuan...... Brother Yuan ......" Tomson from the kitchen panted and smiled at Rui Xue, "Where is Master Wang?" It's going to be served over there. ”

Zhao Yuan also panicked: "Master Wang is still lying down!" ”

Tomson was so anxious that he jumped to his feet: "Then what should I do?" The old lady and the third young master have finished playing chess, and they are called to pass the meal. ”

Zhao Yuan looked at Ruixue pleadingly and stomped his feet: "Master Wang is still asleep, how can he cook, forget it, you go and get it." ”

"Me? Brother Yuan, let's laugh! How can I do it? It's you, too. ”

Zhao Yuan held up his injured right hand: "How can I cook like this?" Master Wang has taught you for a few years, can't you stir-fry a single dish? ”

Tomson said with a bitter face: "It's okay to say that the old lady, you don't know how poisonous the third young master's mouth is." I don't want to be scolded! ”

"So what to do? Hungry young master? ”

"You also know that the young master would rather be hungry than eat what we made. Let's explain it to the old lady! ”

Zhao Yuan said: "How to say, even if something happens, it's not the same as having to eat." Serve cold dishes first! ”

*

Zhao Xihou frowned and spit out the dish: "Who made today's cold dish?" ”

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiyun asked strangely.

Zhao Xihou asked for water to rinse his mouth, and said unhappily: "The smell of beany has not been removed." ”

Zhao Yuan gave a straight thumbs up in admiration: "Third Young Master, your tongue is too poisonous." Today it was Tomson who made it. ”

Old lady Zhao put aside her chopsticks and asked, "What about Wang Jiuzhi?" Didn't he tell him to do it himself? ”

Zhao Yuan said with a smile: "Master Wang is sick. ”

Old lady Zhao tasted the cold mung bean sprouts: "Sick?" Isn't it okay at noon? How's the people? ”

Zhao Yuan said: "It's okay, Lang Zhong has already come to take a look." ”

When Zhao Xihou heard that Wang Jiuzhi was sick, he lost his chopsticks and sat uninterested.

Old lady Zhao smiled and said to Zhao Xihou: "Wang Jiuzhi said early in the morning that he wanted to give you food, presumably the wild pigeon soup has been stewed." I sent it a few days ago, and I have eaten it with your five sisters, and I have left a few for you to come back to eat. ”

Zhao Xihou smiled at this time: "It's still grandpa who feels sorry for his grandson." Only the grandfather remembers his grandson. My grandson has lost weight these days. ”

Old lady Zhao listened to his pitiful words, and scolded with a smile: "Nonsense! You won't eat without me? So how are you spending your days these days? ”

"On the way, I ate the snacks that Uncle Wang brought. There are still good home-cooked dishes in the house, but it's not as good as having grandpa by your side. Grandpa, you will follow your grandson in the future. ”

Old lady Zhao shook his head when he heard this: "Your mouth is broken." If you had been born in my time, where would you have been so particular now? ”

Zhao Xihou smiled and said, "Grandpa only knows that I am, aren't you also a non-inkstone who can't write?" ”

Old lady Zhao didn't bother to talk about him, and only asked him to eat vegetables.

"I'd better drink the soup!"

*

Tomson almost knelt on the ground and begged Ruixue: "Ruixue, you have to help with this." You can't die without help. ”

Rui Xue didn't look at Tom Chen, just looked at Wang Jiuzhi, who had been asleep, this first medicine had been poured in, but why hadn't my father woken up yet.

She lay on her stomach in front of the bed and held Wang Jiuzhi's hand tightly. This hand, unlike others, is missing an index finger, and this hand has countless calluses, but it is unusually large and unusually warm.

These hands comb their hair and dress themselves, make food for themselves, bring themselves up, and shelter themselves from the wind and rain. The hand, which was missing a finger, still gave himself everything he had.

But now the owner of the hand is asleep. She was scared...... She prayed that her father would wake up soon.

Seeing that Ruixue still didn't agree, Zhao Yuan held his right hand that couldn't move and gritted his teeth: "Tomson, go, it's a big deal, I'll just abolish this hand." ”

"However, the third young master is going to drink soup now. That soup has been stewed a long time ago, and now it's ...... to say" Tomson turned his face, pulled Rui Xue's sleeve, and looked at Rui Xue pitifully, "Rui Xue, you can help make a pigeon soup." ”

"Daddy is still unconscious! How can I get out of it? ”

Zhao Yuan said: "I'll serve, can't I serve?" It's just a soup, and Master Wang's craft is the most similar to what you learned. ”

Tomson also came to him, turned his face and said, "I'll serve, can't I serve?" ”

Zhao Yuan pushed Tomson to the side: "You serve, then who will do it?" You go and give Rui Xue a hand, I have my own way. ”

Si'er, who came in a hurry, came over and said, "Ruixue, you can go." There's me here, don't miss the big thing. ”

Rui Xue had to agree, thanked Zhao Yuan, and followed Tomson to the kitchen.

*

"Why haven't you sent it yet? You go down and urge! Old lady Zhao felt that the dish was a little slow today, so he sent someone down to urge the dish, and saw Tomson coming over with a tray and a casserole.

"Wang Jiuzhi is sick, can't you even bring a soup? It's so slow to serve soup! ”

Tomson just smiled dryly, carefully placed the casserole in the center of the table, and stood on the side with his hands down.

Zhao Xihou looked at the casserole and was a little eager to try, he had been hungry for half a month, and now he could satisfy his hunger.

Zhao Xiyun saw that he was lying still, covered his mouth and chuckled, and said next to Zhao Xihou: "Third brother, is it so urgent?" ”

Zhao Xihou smiled embarrassedly: "I've endured it for half a month, I can't stand it anymore, I think about Uncle Wang's dishes every day." ”

"Even making a fuss?"

Zhao Xihou secretly glanced at Old Lady Zhao and nodded gently. But he didn't want this careful action to make Zhao Xiyun smile.

Old lady Zhao motioned for someone to serve the soup, and when she saw that the brother and sister were whispering at first, she smiled again, and also smiled: "What are you talking about?" Say it and make me laugh too? ”

Zhao Xiyun hurriedly put away his smile and stopped talking, just signaling Zhao Xihou with his eyes.

Zhao Xihou cleared his throat and said, "It's nothing." The fifth sister said that this pot of soup came out after a long time, and now it is still 'holding the pipa and half covering her face'. ”

Old lady Zhao couldn't hold back and laughed, and pointed at Zhao Xihou with a trembling hand and didn't speak.

Zhao Xiyun couldn't help laughing, left his position and walked behind Old Lady Zhao to stroke his chest and wipe his back, and it took a long time for Old Lady Zhao to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a bluffed face: "It must be what you want, Yun'er, but it won't be like this!" ”

Zhao Xiyun replied: "Exactly, grandpa must be the master for his granddaughter." ”

Zhao Xihou personally held the wine and served it to Mrs. Zhao, and said with a smile: "I coax grandpa to laugh, the ancients entertained relatives with colorful clothes, I can't make a big face, so I only know how to tell two jokes." ”

Old lady Zhao took a sip of wine with a smile: "I know that it is your filial piety, I haven't been able to laugh so happily for many days." Drink the soup quickly, the pigeon meat is sparse and delicious. ”

Rongyue reached out and opened the lid of the casserole, and everyone was stunned.

Instead of pigeon soup in the pot, it's ......

White rice mixed with soup, a few spinach sticks, a few pieces of tofu.

Zhao Xihou's face suddenly sank.

Rongyue turned around and reprimanded Tomson: "What is this? Didn't you say pigeon soup? Don't you know that the young master likes to eat meat? ”

Tomson had already broken his face, and he knew it would be like this. Just now, he begged Ruixue, since he didn't have time to stew pigeon soup, it was good to take fresh pigeon meat and make shredded meat soup. But Rui Xue didn't listen to him at all, just poured rice, spinach, and tofu into the casserole, and asked herself to serve it when it was cooked.

Knowing that this was the case, he cooked it himself, where to beg Ruixue. And then Master Wang's daughter, but she is only a twelve-year-old child, and she is only a little taller than the pot stove, how can you expect her to make any delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Rong Yue looked at Tomson and didn't react at all, and her face was scolded: "Call Wang Jiuzhi!" ”

Tomson muttered: "It's because of the pigeon soup master that he got sick, and this was done by Ruixue." ”

Zhao Xiyun was slightly surprised and said, "What's going on?" Didn't we eat the day before yesterday? ”

"Yes. Knowing that the third young master likes to eat Master Wang's dishes, ask Rui Xue to help make them, and she can still make a little bit of Master Wang's craftsmanship. "I saw that the faces of the few people sitting were a little bad, but the faces of the third young master were ...... He became more and more careful, and put the soup on the new cover, intending to serve it and remake it.

"No need, serve me a bowl!"

It was Mrs. Zhao who spoke, he stared at the pot of mixed vegetable soup and rice with old and decadent eyes, but his somewhat dizzy eyes wanted to tell a long-ago matter.

Zhao Xiyun filled a bowl for Mrs. Zhao, and looked at him squinting his eyes with rare and satisfaction, as if it was a delicacy in the world.

She couldn't help but fill herself a bowl.

Very common, very ordinary stuff with almost no features.

She couldn't understand why her grandfather was so obsessed with this bland and strange thing.

Old lady Zhao, who had eaten two bowls in a row, looked at the person who didn't do anything, and said without doubt: "You all eat some." ”

Zhao Xihou reluctantly ate two bites and almost wanted to throw away the chopsticks, what is this, the spinach is still astringent, there is no taste, how to eat.

"That year when I went to Beijing to take the exam, I fell ill in the capital, it was a husband who cooked this for me to eat, and saved my life...... On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. You all eat, all eat some. ”

*

Red-billed Green Parrot: It's spinach, actually.

I remember when I was a child, my father pointed to the spinach on his plate and told me the story of spinach. said that when Zhu Yuanzhang had not yet made a career, he fainted on the side of the road in a cold and hungry winter, and an old man rescued him and cooked a pot of soup and rice for him to eat with tofu, spinach, and leftovers. Later, after Zhu Yuanzhang made his fortune, he searched for the old man and asked what kind of dish it was. The old man said that he was called the red-billed green parrot. (You can listen to Liu Baorui's stand-up comedy pearl jade white jade soup, the story is very similar.) ）

Later, I checked the information and found another legend related to the red-billed green parrot. According to legend, when the emperor of the Qing Dynasty traveled in Jiangnan Weifu, he ate a delicious dish in the people's homes. After returning to the palace, the emperor asked the imperial kitchen to concoct the same method, and the dish was called "gold inlaid white jade plate, red-billed green parrot".

Although the two stories are different, they both talk about spinach tofu.

Spinach should be eaten by people with high blood pressure and diabetes; Hemorrhoids have blood in the stool, and those who habitually have dry stools should eat;

On weekdays, we always say that spinach and tofu are cooked together, and if you eat too much, you will get stones. In fact, raw spinach should not be boiled with tofu, if it is blanched with boiling water, it can be cooked with tofu.

Spinach and tofu soup is delicious.