The little guy gave Jiang Yan good medicine and waited to get dressed.

As soon as I cleaned up, there was a sound outside.

"Twenty-one Lang, Your Majesty remembers that you love to eat fish tart, so you specially ordered someone to send it!"

The little eunuch carried the food box, came to the hall, and said respectfully.

Jiang Yanchi had a paralyzed face, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

What is this?

A slap in the face, a sweet date?

Just whipped him and gave him another bite to eat?

However, in the era when there were differences between monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, and respect and inferiority, the emphasis was on "thunder, rain and dew, all of which were the emperor's grace".

I was beaten, and I want to be grateful.

When you have been rewarded, you must give thanks.

Jiang Yanchi clenched his fists, bowed, and saluted in the direction of the county government: "Minister, thank Your Majesty for your favor!" ”

In front of the little eunuch, Jiang Yanchi personally opened the food box and respectfully took out the sweet white porcelain plate.

On a white plate, slices of sashimi are arranged in the shape of flowers.

There is also a small plate in the food box with the sauces prepared by the chef.

Jiang Yanchi frowned slightly, this chef is obviously not from the palace, he doesn't know Jiang Yanchi's taboo - not to eat dogwood.

Dogwood has a spicy taste, and in ancient times, when there were no chili peppers, it was basically used as a "spicy" seasoning.

The spicy nature of dogwood is not pure spicy, and it is easy to eat.

Jiang Yanchi has a madness and can't stand such a smell.

It's just that this is the emperor's reward, even if the dish is poisonous, you have to eat it all in one bite.

What's more, just don't like it very much?

Jiang Yanchi had a wooden face, picked up a thin sashimi with a silver chopstick, dipped it in some sauce, and threw it directly into his mouth.

Rumble!

It belongs to the unique pungent taste of dogwood, and it instantly rushes from the mouth to the heavenly spirit cover.

Jiang Yanchi's face instantly became ugly.

However, he still kept his senses and ate the rest of the sashimi in three or two bites.

Then, he endured his irritability and said to the little eunuch in a cold voice: "It tastes excellent, and it is worthy of being a delicacy rewarded by His Majesty!" ”

"Minister, Jiang Yanchi, thank you!"

As he spoke, he saluted in the direction of the county office.

Seeing that Jiang Yanchi had eaten all the fish chest, the little eunuch was satisfied with the things he packed up, carried the food box, and left.

In the dark night, two sneaky shadows flashed around—

"Eaten? He ate it all? ”

"Hmmm! I watched him eat it all with my own eyes! Not even the sauce was left. ”

"That's good! Jiang Yanchi, you're dead! ”

“…… Can you really kill him? He's a natural power! ”

"What about a lot of strength? Can it survive the epidemic? ”

That's the poisonous scab on the sick cow, which can be infected if it is stained on the body, let alone eaten in the stomach?

Jiang Yanchi, even if he doesn't die directly, he will be infected with the epidemic.

Plague!

That's deadly.

Even if Emperor Yuan'an favored Jiang Yanchi, he would not joke with his own life and that of thousands of people.

Throwing Jiang Yanchi out and letting him wait for death alone in the wilderness is the greatest mercy of Emperor Yuan'an.

If it were a different person, Emperor Yuan An might kill people and dig a pit to bury the corpse deeply!

And the person who poisoned him wanted Jiang Yanchi to be abandoned, suffer alive, and wait for death alone!

Killing people and punishing his heart, such revenge, can relieve the hatred in his heart.

……

After eating the braised pork, Chef Zhu also got in touch with Qianniuwei's benefactor.

Mama Wang took medicine, washed up, and went to the bedroom to rest.

However, after a day of hanging on the phoenix chariot during the day, Mama Wang was either sitting or lying down, and she took a few naps during the period.

She's not sleepy at all.

Seeing this, Shen Wu asked the little palace maid to chat with her and do needlework.

"Mama, you can make me a riding suit."

"I've been staying in Fenglin for the past two days, I'm a little tired, and I want to ride a horse."

When Shen Wu said this, she didn't really want to instruct Mama Wang to work.

After all, among the palace people she recruited, there were little palace maids from the Shanggong Bureau, who embroidered and cut clothes, all of which were professional.

Shen Wu said this, but she was just trying to find a way to let Mama Wang pass the time.

"Good! Good! The old slave does it for His Highness! ”

After two days of recuperation, Mama Wang's voice has improved a lot.

Although he is still a little hoarse, he is able to speak normally.

However, in order to recover better, Shen Yu often reminded her to talk less and drink more medicinal tea that nourishes her throat.

When it came to medicinal tea, Shen Wu thought of the doctor again.

The paste has been boiled for several pots, and it is now the end of April, the end of spring and the beginning of summer.

It's a little cooler in the morning and evening, and it's already a little hot at noon.

Some of the pastes have gone a little sour.

Calculate the time, and in another three or five days, you should be able to send out mold.

Next, penicillin is purified.

This step is difficult, especially in ancient times, when the level of science and technology was very backward.

Moreover, it is necessary for professionals to repeatedly study and conduct certain in vivo experiments to finally determine whether it is effective.

"Imperial Doctor, I don't have eyebrows for the time being, why don't you find a good doctor in Jing County first?"

Shen Wu thought secretly.

She's a doer who puts ideas into action as soon as she has them.

Although it was late, and there was a curfew in the Dasheng Dynasty, it was different now.

The emperor and the magnates in Beijing came to Jing County, and the county town was full of traffic and night was like day.

Curfew?

No way.

Even the emperor kept urging the county order to raise money and grain overnight.

The county government is full of people, and people come and go.

In the county, the elites are either vying for houses or shopping materials, which is also very lively.

There are also pieces of soldiers stationed outside the city, as well as some petty officials and small rich families who are not qualified to enter the city.

The small Jing County is more noisy than ever.

In the deep night, flickering candles, blazing bonfires, and constantly moving torches and lanterns illuminate this small county town brightly and conspicuously.

I don't know, I thought it was the Lantern Festival.

The people and merchants in the county town are a little worried about this kind of grand scene that has been rare for decades.

Those are nobles.

Any one, maybe it's a noble person that the county lord can't even provoke.

These lowly merchants and ordinary people, even if the whole family is combined, is not more expensive than the gold of the upper family.

The people can still close their doors and hide, and the merchants will not be able to do it.

Especially the grain shop, the butcher shop, the medicine shop, etc., if the door panel is closed, it will also be smashed open by the slaves.

Shen Wu quietly followed the crowd into the county seat, and walked around the street at will.

Grain shop?

No, there is a huge amount of grain piled up in Shen Wu's space, and there are all kinds of coarse grains and fine grains.

Butcher shop?

There is no shortage for the time being, and in the evening, Goldman Sachs took a few little eunuchs to buy pigs and sheep from nearby villages.

found a butcher and slaughtered it, and they were all put into the space by Shen Wu.

Her space has a fresh-locking function.

What it looks like when you put it in, what it looks like when you take it out, you don't have to think about deterioration at all.

Herb?

Shen Wu emptied the capital, including the imperial palace pharmacy and the private collections of the major magnates.

Shen Wu is also not short of medicine.

She lacks a doctor.

It's just that the doctor in the county town lives well in his hometown, unless he is forced to do so, who wants to leave his hometown and follow a stranger to beg for a living?

Unless, the rebels chase after them, Jing County will not escape the poison of the rebels!