Jiang Jiang stayed in the Yunyang Medical Center for three days before he saw the hanging pot boy.

He was still dressed in a cloth robe and wearing a mask.

When I saw Jiang Jiang, I only bowed my head slightly as I usually met, and asked her with a smile: "Are you still used to living here?" ”

It was as if he didn't know that Jiang Jiang was in danger at all, and he sent someone to bring Jiang Jiang here for refuge.

Although he can pass by lightly, Jiang Jiang is always grateful to him in his heart, and he can't help but say: "Hanging pot boy, thank you really this time." ”

"You don't have to be so polite," the tone of the hanging pot boy always seemed to be so gentle: "Yuwen Zhengji wants to help you with all his might, and we are also friends, this is a matter of duty." ”

"By the way, Childe, I also want to ask you how the situation in Yuwen Mansion is now? No one is embarrassed by Yuwen anymore, right? Jiang Jiang asked him.

In fact, she seems to be living a very leisurely life here, but she has been thinking about Yuwen Zhengji and the situation on the side of Coolie Street, but the people here don't seem to go out much, so Jiang Jiang is embarrassed to ask them.

Now that the hanging pot boy is here, he has made friends with Yuwen Zhengji, so it is naturally okay to ask him.

"Don't worry! The Yuwen family tree has deep roots, and this small twist and turn will not move its roots. The boy of the hanging pot comforted Jiang Jiang: "It's too peaceful on the side of Coolie Street, you don't have to worry." ”

"Huh-" Jiang Jiang listened to his words, took a long breath, and finally let go of his heart, and couldn't help complaining: "That Xiao Xu is really hateful, of course, there is also that Zhaojing prince, who uses the power in his hands to do mischief, bullying the weak, he is really not a big husband!" ”

When the hanging pot boy heard her say this, he remembered that he still hadn't figured out what the relationship between her and Shen Tuwen was, so he asked her tentatively: "Do you know Prince Zhaojing?" Have you seen him? ”

Jiang Jiang twisted his head when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "How can a small person like me who is ascending to the Doudou have ever seen Prince Zhaojing?" I'm just an ant who was almost crushed to death by him, but I've seen Xiao Xu, that guy looks like a dog, but it's a pity that his behavior is really bad. ”

When she said this, the hanging pot boy felt even more strange. I had obviously seen her portrait in Brother Wang's study at that time, which showed that Brother Wang had seen her, but why did she say that she had never seen Brother Wang?

Oh, I guess she didn't know the identity of Brother Wang.

"But will Xiao Xu give up?" Jiang Jiang's heart just let go, but he felt that it was wrong: "Childe, isn't he afraid that I am worried about deliberately lying to me, right?" ”

Originally, she had already planned to go to Xiao Mansion to turn herself in, if she went by herself, then Xiao Xu might no longer be entangled with Yuwen Zhengji. But the problem is that he is now here in the hanging pot boy, so Xiao Xu is very likely to be angry and angry, and he will retaliate against Yuwen Zhengji even more frantically.

It's unlikely that he will even let go of the people on Coolie Street, I have heard that Xiao Xu is a person who will repay him, and he has tried to find trouble for himself several times but has not succeeded, which will only make him even more crazy.

Not to mention that he is now proud, how can he easily give up?

"Of course I didn't lie to you," said the hanging pot boy, "Xiao Xu is indeed a villain, but Prince Zhaojing is not as bastard as you think." ”

"Whether he's a bastard or not, I don't know," Jiang Jiang shook his head and said, "Anyway, God willing, let me never see him in my life." ”

"Do you hate him so much? Why? The boy asked curiously.

"Don't you hate him?" Jiang Jiang asked the boy of the hanging pot rhetorically: "Such a murderous and arbitrary person, is he still a relatable person in the eyes of a miracle doctor like you?" I only have one head, and it won't grow again if I cut it. Yuwen Zhengji has been diligent and careful to protect him for ten years, and in the end, he didn't say that he would close other people's shops, and he didn't say anything about it, and he didn't even say hello. So I think such people must stay away, and the farther away the better. ”

Jiang Jiang admits that the world is diverse, and people are naturally all kinds of people, and there are all kinds of people. A person like Shen Tuwen, who treats human life like a mustard, can't have real friends at all.

He is in a high position, and the stars hold the moon. Then it is natural to be an extremely self-centered megalomaniac who does not consider the feelings of others.

"Childe, Miss Jiang, it's time to eat." The little maid Mai Dong came over and said, "There is the son's favorite sunflower soup." ”

Jiang Jiang has always felt that the hanging pot boy is a special Buddhist person, whether it is eating or wearing, he is very casual.

Although his identity is mysterious, he has an easy-going personality. Compared with Yuwen Zhengji's sleekness and Su Shen's boldness, the character of the hanging pot boy is not only gentle but also gentle.

Jiang Jiang and the boy of the hanging pot entered the dining room together, there was only one table in the Yunyang Medical Hall, and everyone sat at this table during the meal, regardless of the dignity of the master and the servant.

Jiang Jiang actually prefers this way of dining, which is closer to the lifestyle of her previous life.

"Jiang Jiang, if you don't mind, show your cooking skills one day," the hanging pot boy began to encourage Jiang Jiang before he ate.

"Wow, it turns out that Miss Jiang can cook!" Mai Dong looked at Jiang Jiang with admiration and said.

"I don't know what everyone likes to eat," Jiang Jiang certainly won't shirk this: "Actually, I can do a lot." ”

"Of course, we have to do something we haven't eaten," the little caryophyllus and Jiang Jiang are already familiar: "I'll go out and buy whatever dishes I need." ”

"I see that the carp in the barrel over there is very good," said the boy with the hanging pot, "I wonder if you are good at making fish?" ”

"Of course, as long as the fish is fresh enough, it's fine." Jiang Jiang said simply: "If the prince is willing, I will make you a sweet and sour carp tonight." ”

"It's really the first time I've heard of this name, is it sweet and sour and fish together?" Uncle Gegen loves fish the most, and as soon as he heard that Jiang Jiang was going to make fish, he became interested, and he usually didn't talk much.

"You old thing, you're really a glutton," Banxia's mother-in-law glared at her wife with disgust: "You haven't eaten it yet, how do you know it's not delicious?" ”

"I've tasted Miss Jiang's craftsmanship many times before," said the boy who hung the pot, "every time it's amazing, and we're blessed today." ”

After eating, Jiang Jiang deliberately walked to the wooden barrel and looked at the carp, which was alive and kicking, and it should weigh five catties.

Of course, dinner is the main course, and it needs to be properly matched with a few dishes to eat, not to mention the big stomach of fullness!

So after eating, Jiang Jiang stayed in the kitchen to check the existing ingredients, and planned a menu in his heart.

Then make a list of everything that needs to be bought and hand it to Shi Zhu, so that he can buy them all before dinner.

"There's nothing to do here, just get a stone mill and grind tofu," Jiang Jiang said to himself, "The hanging pot boy hasn't eaten the tofu I made yet." ”