Chapter 141: A Bowl of Soup
"Where did you get this?" Chen Yanfeng looked at Yu Shu and asked, Yu Shu's body was involuntarily lowered by his gaze, "Li ...... Lijiahou Lake. ”
Chen Yanfeng's two eyebrows couldn't be higher, "The fire in the Li family at night?" ”
"Yes......" Yu Shu's tongue was knotted, and his fingers were pointing wildly, "He...... No, I ...... It's him. ”
Chen Yanfeng ignored Yu Shu, holding the iron box in his hand, squinting at Zhou Rui, for a while, he exhaled, "You guts...... Yes, there is the wind of Ling Zu, in the future, I see that you are the same as Ling Zu, you don't know how to die, you don't need to go back, look at your ...... now"
"Chen Ye ......" Yu Shu was anxious when he heard this, and as soon as he said two words, he was interrupted viciously by Chen Yanfeng, "Shut up!" Yu Shu stretched his neck choked, not daring to spit out a word, he was afraid of this Chen Ye, and he was afraid that he couldn't find the reason.
"Let's go." Zhou Rui was dizzy, and when he was awake, he was dizzy, grabbed Yu Shu's hand tightly, and lifted himself up with all his might.
Chen Yanfeng held the iron box, struggled to stand up obliquely, and Zhou Rui, who staggered and walked out with one foot deep and one foot shallow, watched him walk out of the place where he shot, turned his hand and threw the iron box into his sleeve pocket, touched a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and handed it to the little guy with low eyebrows and lowered eyes, as if he hadn't seen anything, "Give it to him, eat it all in one go, ask a good doctor to recuperate and recuperate, maybe you won't die." Find a car to take him back. ”
The little guy agreed, took the porcelain bottle, and chased after Zhou Rui and Yu Shu with flying steps, Yu Shu handed Zhou Rui to the little guy to support, hurriedly opened the porcelain bottle, held his toes, and poured four or five pills into Zhou Rui's mouth, "Swallow quickly, swallow quickly!" Old...... The life-saving elixir that the Nineteenth Master gave you, swallow it quickly, hard! ”
Yu Shu swallowed the pill according to Zhou Rui's mouth, and when he turned around, Chen Yanfeng was no longer visible.
Chen Yanfeng walked to his yard, took out the iron box, lowered his head and looked over and over, the water pavilion in the back lake of the Li family, a fire at night, burned into the lake, and the water pavilion had to be burned to get it, this iron box was hidden in the back lake by the old Prime Minister Li Cheng, how did Li Yan know?
The Li family's shy face known as the ancestor of Zhongxing? No way! If he knew, it was impossible for the Li family not to know......
"Where's Min Da?" Chen Yanfeng turned his head to look around, and the little guy immediately stepped forward, "Go back to the nineteenth master, the little one is going to ask Steward Min to come over?" ”
"Come to my yard." Chen Yanfeng commanded, held the iron box, and strode back.
Chen Yanfeng entered the upper room, cleaned his hands and just picked up the tea, and Min Da signed up outside to ask for a meeting.
"What's going on with the fire in the Li family at night?" Chen Yanfeng called into Min Da and asked.
"Back to the Nineteenth Master, several commanders of the Yamen of the Beijing Mansion and the army in front of the palace have all gone to the palace to see it, and they have not found anything unusual. Among the Li family, it is rumored that it is haunted, the back garden of the Li family, and the Yutan Courtyard where Miss Li lives, and the rumors of haunting have been there since the death of Prime Minister Li since childhood. ”
Min Da replied calmly, the seventeenth master left overnight, together with the eldest lady of the Li family who disappeared from the capital inexplicably, the capital has been rumored these days, no need to command, he also knows to keep an eye on the Li family, Chen Yanfeng asked, he is too confident.
"The Li family has issued a strict order, not to say that it is haunted, that the weather is dry and dry, and it is common to walk in the water, and Li Yanzhen's excerpt of the guilty has been handed into the palace half an hour ago, saying that the back garden is in disrepair, and the subordinates are careless for a while."
"The Li family doesn't think there's anything wrong with this fire?" Chen Yanfeng looked at the black iron box on the kang table, Min Da followed Chen Yanfeng's gaze and glanced at the black iron box, "It seems that even if you feel that something is wrong, you plan to press it." ”
Li Yanfeng snorted, those people in the Li family didn't know about this box.
"Where are you seventeenth masters?" Chen Yanfeng changed the topic.
"Back to the Nineteenth Master, this, the little one really doesn't know." Min Da had a bitter face, how could he know this, if he knew this, it would be good.
Chen Yanfeng kept scratching his head with one finger, thought for a long time, and waved his hand, "You go, keep an eye on the Li family, haunted things, hear something new, tell me." Min Da agreed to quit.
Chen Yanfeng stood up, walked around the house a few times, grabbed the iron box, walked to the door, turned back again, found a thick cloak to put on, tied the iron box into his sleeve, and went out of the house.
Chen Yanfeng looked extremely bored, aimlessly wandered around the small half of the city, turned into the chaotic but lively streets and alleys in front of the East Water Gate, this area is famous for the fresh river and lake, Chen Yanfeng walked and looked, shook to the East Water Gate, crossed the river from the bridge, and then shook back, shook past more than a dozen shops, finally found a home that was pleasing to the eye, shook in, shook a sentence just picked up, and went straight to the private room on the second floor.
After half a cup of tea, the dishes came up like water, and a table full of them was set up in a short time, Chen Yanfeng carried chopsticks, dialed this, and picked that.
At the door of the open private room, a man with a humble and kind face who sold snacks in a clay bowl kept bowing, "Do you want to taste the authentic clay pot cuttlefish soup?" ”
Chen Yanfeng put down his chopsticks and beckoned, "Give Ye a bowl, there is nothing to eat on this table." ”
The man came in, put down the clay bowl, served the bowl of soup with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Master Sheng said, if there is anything, please ask Master Chen for instructions." ”
"This soup has been sold for decades, hasn't it?" Chen Yanfeng took a few sips of soup.
"Yes, it's been a hundred years, a family heirloom." At this sentence, the man did not lower his voice.
"This," Chen Yanfeng gestured to the iron box on the table, "Send it to Miss Li, the sooner the better, and hand it over to Miss Li personally." ”
"Yes." The man didn't say a word, he reached out to take the money, lowered his hand, and the iron box on the table was gone.
Chen Yanfeng asked for another bowl of soup, put his feet on the windowsill, drank it slowly, called the guy in, asked him to remove all the dishes on the table, fried a plate of clams for him, held the clam plate, and asked for another plate after eating a plate, and ate four or five plates in a row, then he stood up and shook back contentedly.
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Li Yan only said that Fenghua Xueyue was eating, drinking and having fun, Pei Qing seemed to want to ease the relationship between the two, since that sheep's hoof, the two of them have gone from being separated from each other to having a meal together almost every day, and then chatting for half an hour, there is a trend of becoming more and more harmonious.
When it was dark, Li Yan ate from the front cabin and chatted again, returned to the back cabin, and was thinking about Pei Qing's words today, when a knock sounded on the door, "Miss, the medicinal soup is ready." ”
"It's a little early today." Yushu swept his eyes and opened the door, and a slightly thin middle-aged man bowed his head and came in with a large wooden barrel of steaming medicinal soup.
This is the recipe of Gao Liang, and I boiled my feet every night.