Medical Road Fanghua

Chapter 6

How they behave in daily life is not mentioned.

It's another thing to be seen by the lady now.

Yuehuan's face was pale, and she glanced at the two little maids who were kneeling, wondering if she should also kneel first before talking?
"Hold the lamp and go to the big kitchen."

But I didn't want the lady to leave such a sentence and go straight away.

Yue Huan froze for a moment before recovering.

She frantically lit the lantern and chased the young lady out of the courtyard.

She glanced back again and didn't seem to see Vanilla.

The young lady in front walked at a leisurely pace, she turned her head and trotted to catch up, and carefully illuminated the way ahead for the young lady.

I don't know when, no, it seems that since last year, it is not allowed to light lamps in places where the master is not around.

So at night, whether it is under the corridor or in the garden, it is always dark.

The two of them walked through a narrow alley, and passed through a few verandahs, only then did they see the brightly lit big kitchen in the distance, and there were vague noises coming from it.

It seems that something went wrong.

Yue Huan glanced at the young lady very quickly, then lowered her head.

The young lady still walked steadily, and walked towards the big kitchen at a leisurely pace.

But before he got close, he heard a crisp "pat" sound, accompanied by a sharp roar.

".You black-hearted little hoof, the old lady finally got Korean ginseng from Guangmingtang, and you ruined it like this, you"

From a distance, Yuehuan saw two women pinning one person down, that person was kneeling on the ground, and the mother Wang, who was in charge of the big kitchen, was slapping her hands while cursing and slapping her left and right.

Maybe she heard the footsteps of the two, or maybe it was reminded by someone, Wang looked back, turned around and "patted" each of them, and then turned back with her hands.

"This old slave has met the eldest lady." Wang was neither humble nor overbearing.

The other two women holding the vanilla looked at each other, then withdrew their hands and saluted.

Without the support of the two women, Vanilla fell limply on the cold floor.

Wang's body is stout, his palms are like palm-leaf fans, and his hands are heavy.

The kneeling vanilla had already been beaten to a bloody mess, her cheeks were swollen, and a lot of blood was spilling from her nose and mouth.

This is really hit to death!

Yuehuan was startled.

"Miss." Vanilla opened Lao Gao's swollen eyes vigorously, and murmured.

Gu Ruoyao looked at Xiangcao's injury and confirmed that the injury was not serious and would not leave any sequelae. Then she took a look at Yuehuan, and Yuehuan hurriedly threw the lantern to help Xiangcao up, and sat on a long bench under the corridor superior.

Vanilla was weak, so Yuehuan stood aside and let her lean on him.

"What's the matter?" Gu Ruoyao asked after looking around at the crowd.

Her voice was neither arrogant nor impetuous, as if the breeze was blowing on her face, she didn't seem to be angry at the scene in front of her at all.

Mrs. Wang straightened her chest.

"So that the eldest lady knows, the girl Yueya next to the old lady ordered that the old lady felt a headache and dizzy when she rang, and asked the old servant to take the Korean ginseng that I bought from Guangmingtang last time and stew it, and send it to the old lady at night. , but I don’t see this cheap hoof, maybe I haven’t seen any good things.”

Mrs. Wang glanced at Xiangcao disdainfully, "The shallow-sighted ones stole the ginseng soup and left. When we realized something was wrong, the dead hoof threw the soup pot and tried to get away with it. This is the old lady's life-saving soup!"

"This kind of black-hearted and rotten slave, even if the old slave beat her to death, it can be regarded as an explanation to the old lady, right?" The flesh on Wang's face trembled twice, and she looked at Gu Ruoyao in a blink of an eye.

But in his mind, he thought it was a pity, if the eldest lady came a little later and killed or maimed the dead girl, the eldest lady would have no choice but to admit it.

Mrs. Wang is Mrs. Jiang's companion. She has been in charge of the big kitchen for many years. On a three-acre land, it is natural that she will do what she says.

"I don't have me." Vanilla shook her head eagerly, wanted to refute but touched the wound at the corner of her mouth, tears and snot flowed from her nose.

Gu Ruoyao signaled her not to worry.

"Bring me the broken soup cup and let me have a look." It's useless to ask clearly what happened, since Mrs. Wang has done this, naturally there will be no details missing.

To save people, we can only find another way.

Mrs. Wang waved her hand, and a little maid came forward with a tray.

"Miss, please take a closer look." Only after seeing it can you give up, right?

Wang sneered.

Gu Ruoyao ignored Wang's cynicism and looked at the things on the tray seriously.

The porcelain-white soup cup was torn apart at this moment. Although the heat dissipated, the strong smell of chicken soup could still be smelled. In addition, there were a few slices of ginseng scattered on the tray.

Other, nothing else.

She stretched out her light-white fingers, picked up a ginseng slice and looked at it, then glanced at the tray, then threw the ginseng slice and took out an embroidered handkerchief to wipe her hands.

Gu Ruoyao knew at a glance that this ginseng soup was made from the old hen stewed for several hours, then took out the chicken, added ginseng slices to the remaining soup and stewed it slowly over low heat, so the chicken soup tasted That's why it's so mellow.

But, here is the problem——
Gu Ruoyao turned around and asked Wang, "Is there any remaining Korean ginseng?"

Wang thought that Gu Ruoyao wanted her to cook another pot of soup.

Then she raised her eyelids, "Of course there are, but." She looked at Gu Ruoyao, "Miss, you must know that Korean ginseng is rare, and the stewed soup takes three or four hours. , and there was no time to send it to the old lady at night, the old lady blamed it—"Your maid naturally can't afford to walk around.

What's more, the old lady is waiting for you to intercede.

Naturally, Gu Ruoyao never placed any hope on Wang Shi to help her.

She smiled, and if there are more ginseng, it will be fine.

"Then let's go to the old lady. We made a mistake, we should have an explanation." Gu Ruoyao signaled Yuehuan to support Xiangcao, and the three of them walked ahead first.

Wang Shi thought that Gu Ruoyao was afraid and wanted to go to Jiang Shi's to intercede in person, so she curled her lips and waved her hand to call everyone in the big kitchen to follow.

In case the eldest lady has anything else she wants to ask, everyone is there, so it will be convenient for the eldest lady to ask, isn't it?It's also good to convince the eldest lady.

So Gu Ruoyao followed many people behind her, and a group of people headed for the main courtyard in a mighty manner.

main house.

Mrs. Jiang had just finished her dinner when she heard the news and moved to the warm pavilion.

At this time, there was no one else in the main courtyard.In recent years, Jiang's health has become worse and worse. Apart from the occasional headache and dizziness, she can't sleep well at night. She needs to get up once every half an hour. In recent years, she has never slept a full night. felt it.

So except in the morning, at night, Jiang shi avoided greetings from all the juniors. In the past, at this time, she should go to bed early after tidying up.

A group of people came in a mighty way, and the only ones who were qualified to enter Jiang's house were Gu Ruoyao, Wang's family, and Yue Huan, who was holding Xiangcao.

After Jiang shi heard the maid's reply, she raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Ruoyao.

"So, are you here to beg for mercy?" Jiang's expression was light.

Now that it's out, if you're smart, you should know what she wants.

Although she made a fuss in the next ring, she was ashamed, but—as long as she wanted, she could get it back immediately.

　Signed a daily request ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)