Zhang Jinwen was completely stunned, it turned out that Brother Yu's father was also one of his uncles, but he didn't know which knowledge he had learned from his ancestor.

Ma Langzhong said with a smile: "In this way, Lord Zhou also has a relationship with this Apricot Forest Pavilion. ”

Zhou Zhengyi smiled: "It's good to come today!" Yay! ”

After taking a sip of tea, Zhou Zhengyi recognized the word "Shuxin", which was the handwriting of Master Sun Sheng.

Taking the meaning into the word, taking the word as the medicine, is the originality of Sun Shengshou.

He was destined to study with Sun Shengshou back then, and it coincided with the stage of Sun Shengshou's research on "entering all things with intention, and everything is medicine", so he accepted him as a disciple.

It's a pity that the master's evaluation of him is a sentence "A martial artist, but he is too fame and fortune, it is really difficult to be soft, how can he mean it?" After only half a year, he refused to teach again, and he was not allowed to ask again.

He didn't have the shame to mention it to anyone.

Since following Tang Guogong to fight, he has been injured countless times and brushed with death countless times in order to protect the lord.

Every time he was injured, he thought that he could go back to Zhongnan Mountain to find his master.

As a result, when he was unable to walk and could no longer go to the battlefield to fight, he got news from the master.

It doesn't get much more comforting than that.

His leg was saved.

God help me.

Ma Langzhong was curious: "Lord Zhou, can you give us this 'wonderful' and be happy?" ”

Zhou Zhengyi sold Guanzi: "I can't say it for the time being." You'll know when the time comes. ”

Dr. Chen disagreed: "I said, Master Zhou, have you used this tactic on us as well?" ”

Zhou Zhengyi smiled: "If it can be used on Dr. Chen, then my tactics have worked, haha." ”

Although Zhou Zhengyi is now a civil official, his laughter reveals the boldness of a military general.

The whole private room was filled with his laughter.

Everyone laughed along.

The atmosphere in the private room has become more like a family banquet, and the sense of intimacy is so strong that it cannot be dissolved.

Zhang Jinwen was still a little nervous and resistant, but she was melted away by the laughter in this room.

Aunt Zhang's unintentional joke "The Zhou family is not your mother-in-law's family" made Zhang Jinwen feel slightly aggrieved, and when she explained that she just loved Zhou Ziyu's family, Aunt Zhang smiled even more.

Zhang Jinwen felt that Aunt Zhang had misunderstood herself, all because she couldn't speak, and she was suddenly depressed.

So much so that when she saw Lord Zhou coming in, her expression couldn't be lighter, just to show Aunt Zhang that she wanted to draw a line with the guests.

Zhang Jinwen's target was Ma Langzhong, and she began to pay attention when she heard Zhu Qing say that Ma Langzhong was in charge of medicine in the Ministry of Rites.

The wound medicine she prepared was to open a breakthrough from Ma Langzhong.

She didn't expect that Zhou Ziyu's father had such a deep friendship with Ma Langzhong, and he was still her uncle.

God help me.

Dr. Chen's wife and Zhou Zhengyi's wife are cousins, and the two families have been in contact very frequently.

The more Zhou Zhengyi didn't say anything, the more Dr. Chen's curiosity was aroused, and with his understanding of Zhou Zhengyi and his research spirit of breaking the sand pot to ask the end, he turned his target to Zhang Jinwen, and he could definitely find the answer.

"Excuse me, what jokes are added to the tea in your restaurant? Why did Lord Zhou laugh so happily? ”

Zhang Jinwen pursed her lips and smiled, before she said, "Maybe Lord Zhou saw the word 'comfortable'." ”

Sure enough, Dr. Chen stood up and looked at the scroll closely: "Who wrote this?" Why can't you get paid? ”

Without waiting for Zhang Jinwen to answer, she said: "Although there is no payment, and the strokes are not Zhouzheng, but I can see that my heart is full of joy, it is indeed a good word, a good word!" ”

walked back to his seat and teased Zhou Zhengyi again: "You stand in front of the word and take a look, maybe you will be comfortable and happy from now on, haha." ”

Zhou Zhengyi really stood up, leaned on crutches, and moved over step by step.

Standing in front of the word "Shuxin", I looked at it for a while, stretched out my hand, and carefully touched the ink.

Ma Langzhong got up and stood beside him, looking like he was looking at the word axis, but the corner of his eye was paying attention to Zhou Zhengyi's every move, ready to support Zhou Zhengyi at any time.

Zhang Jinwen looked at Zhou Zhengyi's walking posture, it was obvious that the broken bones were crooked, when standing, the center of gravity was on the right foot, the robe covered it could not be seen, as soon as he walked, he was one high and one low, and his left foot could not be stressed at all, which was very hard.

And Zhou Zhengyi, at this time, was paying full attention, observing Zhang Jinwen without a trace.

He recognized the handwriting of his master, Sun Shengshou, and deliberately took the initiative to reveal so much information, but this Jin'er was not overjoyed, nor did he come forward to call him uncle.

Or is Master in this Apricot Forest Pavilion?

This speculation made Zhou Zhengyi excited,

He wanted to see what else surprised him besides the words and the tea.

What Zhou Zhengyi didn't know was that using medicine into the diet and diet as medicine was just a matter of the past few years, and it was because of Jin'er's special situation that he came up with an idea.

He let out a sigh of relief, slowly moved back to his seat and sat down, and looked at Zhang Jinwen: "Excuse me, how long will you have to wait for the meal?" We took the liberty of coming early today and disturbed us. ”

Zhang Jinwen took the opportunity to salute everyone and retreated: "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." ”

She had already thought about it, and she would serve the dishes she had come up with on the fly, and the success or failure would be in one fell swoop.

Soon, Zhang Jinwen came in with a large tray with several bowls on the tray and the sauce she had concocted.

Zhu Qing came in with a large soup pot and set it on the charcoal stove, and the white soup in the soup pot soon began to tumble, and unknown spices rose and fell in the soup.

Bamboo Core came in with a tray with a frozen leg of lamb on it.

Putting down the tray, Zhu Xin picked up the leg of mutton in one hand and a knife in the other, and the knife fell in his hand, only to see the thin slices of mutton falling into the soup pot like snowflakes.

The two little girls immediately exclaimed.

Zhang Jinwen took out the lamb that had been scalded to eight medium-rare, mixed two plates with and without hot sauce, and brought them to the table.

This kind of hot and freshly eaten practice, Zhou Zhengyi ate it countless times when he was in the army, but the soldiers didn't pay attention to eating, cutting it into slices or pieces, whether it was seasoning or not, they didn't care about it, as long as it was cooked, as long as it was eaten.

The mutton slices are very thin, the seasoning is special, and when you eat it, there is no taste at all.

Mrs. Zhou and several of them have been here, and they absolutely believe in the food served by Jin'er, no matter what it is, it must be delicious in the world, and they are not welcome, and they eat their own food.

Ma Langzhong was most disgusted by the smell of beef and mutton, but seeing that Zhou Zhengyi was eating happily, even the ladies and ladies ate without speaking, and couldn't help but stretch out their chopsticks and take a bite and taste it.

This, this, this mouth, in addition to the fragrance, is still the fragrance.

Ma Langzhong was very interested, stood up, walked to the bamboo core, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the knife, I'll try it." ”