Chapter 171: The Sandpiper and the Clam Compete for the Fisherman's Profit

After the summer solstice, the sun grows longer and longer.

Behind the shady sycamore leaves, new cicadas are already chirping.

Just after noon, Nanyang knocked on the door of Biwu Pavilion with hot soup.

As soon as the door was closed, Imperial Physician Fu took the freshly boiled white fish and cashmere vegetable porridge with both hands. The white fish and velvet vegetables are ground into tiny grains, and the soft and glutinous japonica rice is cooked, and the smell of the fragrance is gluttonous.

"How?" Gao Lang asked out loud.

Imperial Physician Fu nodded: "I have been given Shi Xiangsan." ”

"How so!" Nanyang was surprised, "My eyes have never left this soup for a moment, and no one will be able to do it!" ”

"Where's the ingredients? This fish, this dish, and rice? Imperial Physician Fu asked one after another.

Nanyang shook his head again and again: "This white fish is caught from the river by me, and the vegetables are also grown from the garden. ”

"That's not right...... No...... "Imperial Physician Fu muttered, "Shi Xiangsan has already gone in, so someone must be ......doing it."

"Can you do what I said, and keep all the rest of the ingredients?" Gao Lang spoke softly.

Seeing Nanyang nodded, he stood up: "Then please ask Imperial Doctor Fu to go with us, and check the ring to see what went wrong." ”

Imperial Physician Fu followed behind His Royal Highness the Seventh, walked through the wind and rain corridor, and walked towards the kitchen.

Nanyang used the remaining ingredients and ordered Wenmei to lock up, half a slice of white fish, half a velvet cabbage, and a small handful of japonica rice.

Wen Mei didn't even bother to eat lunch, and kept staying in the kitchen, and when she saw that the Seventh Highness had come down, she quickly took out the ingredients she had left and presented them to Imperial Doctor Fu.

Imperial Physician Fu sniffed them one by one, but they all shook their heads: "It's all clean." ”

"So, then look at the casserole jar?" Wen Mei turned around and took the casserole that had not been washed after Nanyang had just boiled the soup.

As soon as he picked it up, Imperial Physician Fu's face changed, and the casserole had not yet touched his nose, and he had already spoken: "Shi Xiangsan, there is Shi Xiangsan in the casserole." ”

"Is it a casserole, or is it the soup left over from the casserole?" Gao Lang frowned.

Imperial Physician Fu picked up a small soup spoon and scooped a spoonful of the remaining soup, scraped some casserole mud with a knife, and after carefully distinguishing it, he said, "It's soup, and the casserole is no different." ”

"This ...... What's going on...... "Nanyang is the first time that there are no masters of the six gods, this soup is obviously boiled by her own hands, and she endures it when she wants to go to the thatched house in the middle, but she is afraid that there will be the slightest problem, so she didn't let it get close to this casserole even a fly."

How did it end up being drugged?

Gao Lang was also puzzled, he believed in Nanyang, but Shi Xiangsan would not jump into the pot by himself.

He raised his head slightly, which was just an unconscious movement while thinking, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

The beam above the kitchen was not high, and there was some wind-soaked meat hanging from the beam not far from the beam, and on the beam above the stove, a large trace of water had been raised.

Nanyang saw that the seventh master was silent for a long time, followed his gaze, twisted his eyebrows, and said: "That's the water vapor rising up, we boil on the stove every day, and the water vapor will rush straight up, and a beam was rotted not long ago, this one has just been replaced with a new one, and it seems that it won't last long." ”

"When did you change it?" Gao Lang asked.

"Seventeen days ago." Nanyang folded his hands and counted them, "The little guy who delivered the wood that day looked up and saw the appearance of our beams, saying that if you don't replace it with a new one, beware of collapsing it down, not to mention destroying the kitchen, and hurting people, so I quickly asked someone to replace it with a new one." ”

Gao Lang bowed his head, and his eyes were handed to Imperial Doctor Fu.

Imperial Physician Fu comprehended, lifted his robe, climbed onto the stove, and as soon as he stood up, he already smelled a large smell of stone incense.

"That's right, it's this beam that has a ghost!" Doctor Fu stood on tiptoe, but still couldn't reach it, so he had to bring another stool, and after standing up again, after a closer look, there was a result, "The beam has been soaked for a long time with the water scattered by stone incense at the end of the stove." ”

Doctor Fu continued: "I think it is that when the Nanyang girl was boiling the soup, the water vapor rose up and attached to the beam above her head, because the beam was soaked in Shi Xiangsan, and the water vapor mixed with Shi Xiangsan condensed into water droplets and fell into the casserole at the bottom. Therefore, even if Nanyang girl you watched closely, you didn't pay attention to the water droplets on the top of your head at all. ”

"What a vicious scheming!" Gao Lang's hand squeezed tightly, "Nanyang, bring the little guy who instigated to change the beam, and the craftsman who made the beam, and say that the wooden beam is strong and durable, and the beam in the Mandarin Duck Hall is also old, let the little guy find the craftsman and redo it." ”

"Yes!" Nanyang received the order and immediately retreated.

Not long after Nanyang left, Lu Yun rushed to the kitchen, and as soon as he stepped into the door, his voice had already shouted: "Your Highness the Seventh, the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper is awake!" ”

The joy in Gao Lang's eyes was about to pop up, and he couldn't care about anything, so he hurried to the Biwu Pavilion. Imperial Physician Fu also got down from the stool in a panic, and Lu Yun hurriedly came to help him, followed behind His Royal Highness the Seventh, and ran all the way.

Gao Lang almost used all his strength, and he didn't even fight so hard.

He wanted to see her, he wanted to see her.

Seeing her open eyes, the pair of watery starry eyes looking at herself.

When he arrived at the door of the Biwu Pavilion, Gao Lang stopped, straightened his robe, took a deep breath, and then pushed the door open.

As soon as she entered, she saw Jin Xiaolou leaning on the bed, and Lin'er lying on her lap.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jin Xiaolou raised his eyes, and without thinking about it, the person he saw was naturally Gao Lang.

smiling slightly, where his eyes touched, was a soft and down-to-earth blend of the two.

The two hearts are also warm and abundant together.

"Lady, you're finally awake." Gao Lang stepped forward and hugged the two of them tightly.

Jin Xiaolou sneered: "Don't you still want me to accompany you for the rest of your life?" It's still been so long, how can I bear to leave you alone and fall asleep. ”

Gao Lang tightened his hands again, his face was close to his face, it was so comfortable to iron.

I just feel that even if he is holding it like this, he is willing to hold it for the rest of his life.

Willing to trade everything.

I don't know how long it took, but Imperial Doctor Fu couldn't help it, and finally knocked on the door.

Gao Lang let go of Jin Xiaolou at this time, and as soon as the imperial doctor came in, he saluted Jin Xiaolou and stepped forward to check her pulse.

"Miss Xiaolou is already well, but after all, the long needle is so close to the heart, and you need to pay more attention in the future, don't overthink it and hurt your ......heart," Doctor Fu instructed one by one.

The family happily had dinner, Jin Xiaolou hugged Lin'er on the bed to read the picture book and play, and Lu Yun accompanied him.

"Shopkeeper, you've finally woken up, but you're scared of Luyun." Lu Yun spoke quietly while helping Jin Xiaolou pinch his legs.

Because he had been lying on the bed for too long, Jin Xiaolou's legs were a little swollen, and he couldn't stand for too long now.

"I'm worried about you." Jin Xiaolou smiled, and then asked, "How is Linlangfang?" ”

"Good." Lu Yun said, "Aunt Xia and Chaoyi are in charge of Linlangfang, because of the funeral of the former prince, the Dachong Pass has not been opened, but the craftsmanship of Chaoyi is good, and there are many people who come to eat sweet water every day, and the income of the workshop is considerable." ”

"The shop next door has already been repaired, and I have put our own twelve girls in it, and practice dancing behind closed doors every day." Lu Yun continued, "Just wait for the former prince's funeral period to pass, and you can listen to the shopkeeper's arrangement and open for business." ”

"Former prince?" Jin Xiaolou was a little strange.

Lu Yun suddenly woke up and explained: "On the day that His Royal Highness the Seventh came back from Wulijiang, the emperor announced to the world that the twelve princes were the crown princes. ”

"The Twelve Princes...... Already a prince? Jin Xiaolou was surprised.

Seeing Lu Yun nodding, he couldn't help but sigh and said slowly: "It's really a competition between snipes and mussels, and the fishermen benefit." ”

After thinking about it, he shook his head again, only thinking that the twelve princes were so small, but they were just reduced to a weapon of power.

……

Here, in the Mandarin Duck Hall.

Gao Lang was sitting by the window, and after a while, Nanyang came in.

"How?" Seeing Nanyang's expression, Gao Lang took the lead in asking.

"The craftsman is cunning, saying that the hall is not as good as the kitchen, and the beams are wide and not suitable for changing, and he can't do this job without this skill, so he won't come to anything." Nanyang stomped his feet in annoyance.

"I guess I'm aware of it." Gao Lang bowed his head, and after Nanyang stepped back, he was still sitting alone in front of the window, playing with a small jade plaque in his hand, looking at the moonlight like water outside.

After a while, Chang'an came to the hall again, and said to Gao Lang: "The seventh master is like a god, Nanyang went to find the craftsman and just left, and the craftsman closed the shop and ran out in a panic. ”

"I followed all the way, and saw him shrink his head into a narrow alley, and after waiting for a long time, a big man came." Chang An said slowly, "I look familiar with that man, and it didn't take long for me to recognize it, it was Chixiao beside the fifth prince." ”

Gao Lang's fingers were slightly forced, and Shengsheng broke the jade plate in his hand in half.

"It's Chixiao again, it's Qinghong again, and the people around Lao Wu can't keep so much." Gao Lang said lightly.

"Yes!" Chang'an comprehended.