Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1148 Famine and Natural Disaster 308

"Your Majesty, please come in."

Cheng Dazhu took the lead to speak and invite.

Zhou Ting nodded gently and led Mingyi past everyone into the lobby.

There were two tables in the center of the hall, one for men and one for women. Cheng Dazhu asked Zhou Ting to sit at the men's table, "Your Majesty, please take a seat."

"Yeah." Zhou Ting rarely ate with others at Cheng's house, and most often ate alone with Mingyi.

He led Mingyi to the upper seat, pulled out a chair, carried Mingyi up first, and then sat on the other side.

The female relatives here.

Luo Cuihua's eyes flickered, and she wanted to come forward and say a few words several times; however, Cheng Dazhu did not object or say anything, and happily sat down at Zhou Ting's desk, while Mingyi's desk was Cheng Yuanxi, and it was Cheng Yuandong who , Cheng Yuannan and several grandchildren.

A round table for entertaining guests is just big enough to sit on.

Looking at the Eight Immortals table used by the female relatives, Luo Cuihua, Li Lianhua, Feng Juhua, Chen Daya, as well as Cheng Mingyi, Cheng Mingzhi's wife, plus Cheng Mingyue, there is only one seat left, which belongs to Mingyi.

Mingyi was at the men's table, and the women's table was empty.

"Your Majesty, the simple meals are not as rich as the meals in your house." Cheng Dazhu said politely.

Zhou Ting waved his hand, "That's very good. No need to be polite. Let's eat first."

After speaking, he first picked up the chopsticks and handed them to Mingyi.

After Mingyi took it, he picked up the chopsticks in front of Mingyi.

Cheng Dazhu understood in his heart that they must be hungry after running on the mountain for most of the day; he was really unappetizing at the moment and had no eyesight.

Buwei followed into the house and used a serving chopstick to serve food to Mingyi first, and then to Zhou Ting.

Cheng Dazhu saw everything and looked at it a few more times. This man was considerate and considerate around the prince of Zhou. He was very respectful to Mingyi, which was no different from the prince of Zhou. It can be seen that his little granddaughter was in the palace of the prince of Zhou. You must live a life of gold and jade.

After finishing the meal quietly and chatting with the Cheng family, Zhou Ting said goodbye and left.

Mingyi returned to the courtyard for a lunch break.

Aunt Zhao and Aunt Rong, one was waiting inside the house and the other was waiting outside.

After boarding the carriage, Zhou Ting looked at Buwei who was following him and felt a little disgusted, but he didn't say anything.

"After you return to the palace, you make another trip to deliver another piece of roasted whole lamb beef to Miss Cheng. See if the owner still has any tiger meat. If so, give one as well; after that, go there every morning. If you buy some pastries sold in Chengjiazhuang and Fucheng, you should bring some of them if they taste good.”

Buwei secretly smacked his tongue, but he didn't dare to talk too much, "I remember this, I will send it to you every day. Prince, don't worry."

Zhou Ting leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.

Not wanting to see this, he quietly got out of the carriage and went to sit outside with the driver.

When they arrived, they were led by elite soldiers, but when they returned, they were the only ones escorting the prince.

After returning to Fucheng, as soon as he entered the palace, Zhou Ting sent Buwei out of the palace again; Buwei asked the coachman to take him to a merchant's house that made roasted whole lambs, and bought a roasted whole lamb and half steak. Knowing that the tiger meat was gone, I had no choice but to give up.

The coachman asked suspiciously when he saw the oil paper bag being loaded into the carriage.

"If it's not for father-in-law, where are we going?"

"Go to the pastry shop first, and then go to Chengjiazhuang." Buwei sighed and climbed onto the carriage and got into the carriage. The coachman drove forward, and after hearing Bu Wei's words, he guessed that when he went to Chengjiazhuang to deliver something, he could only give it to the young lady of Chengjia.

I don't feel like I have a headache just staring at the two tightly wrapped oil paper packages; I have to deliver them every day, which is nothing. It's just that the prince is too kind to Mrs. Cheng, too much.

Serving the ancestors is not such a method of serving.

Inside the Prince Zhou's Mansion.

Zhou Ting looked at the medicinal materials, ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum sent by the people, and ordered people to find a highly respected doctor in the city who had profound pharmaceutical skills to come to his house.

The servant personally came to the door and invited an old man with gray hair, but his face looked full of energy and blood. Although there were wrinkles on this man's face, they were not very obvious, and his eyes were clear. If you hadn't known that this man was eighty years old, , my hair has turned gray, and some people believe me when I say I am in my early forties.

"Hua Yunshen of Cao Min Hua's Medicine Shop goes to see the Crown Prince of Zhou. The Crown Prince is well at peace."

The old man has a strong body and nimble hands and feet. When he kneels, he can kneel more easily than many young people, without any sign of reluctance.

Some old people start to tremble when they reach the age of fifty or sixty. Let alone saluting, it is difficult to take even two steps. This old man is well-maintained, you can tell by looking at his full face and strong body bones.

Zhou Ting inevitably has some respect for such old people, simply because most long-lived old people are people with good merits; another reason is that long-lived old people are rare in ancient times, and meeting one is a happy event.

"Old Doctor Hua, you don't have to be polite, please get up." Zhou Ting glanced at the servant waiting beside him. This person was a secret guard who could temporarily come out as a personal attendant when he was away.

"Here."

The secret guard made an invitation with one hand and pointed to the first chair on the right side of the study, "Old Doctor Hua, please sit down."

Old Doctor Hua stood up and thanked him, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing the old man sitting down, Zhou Ting said calmly.

"Old Doctor Hua, I've called you here this time because there's something I need to trouble you to do."

"Your Majesty, you have killed the common people. If you have anything to do, just give me an order. You and the King of Zhou have protected the people of the northwest for generations. The common people and others are very grateful. They can't find a way out if they try hard on weekdays. If you have something to do, just ask the common people. Whatever the common people can do, it will be done.”

Doctor Hua only thought about the current problem of the Northwest Army. It was said that the imperial court had excessive control over the Northwest; this year's military pay had not yet come down, so he thought that the Zhou Palace wanted to solve the military pay issue.

But he thought about it and felt that something was wrong. If the army rations were to be prepared, his drug shop should not be the one to do it; and he was the only one who came here recently, and no other businesses were seen, so he was not sure whether his guess was correct.

"Bring the things in." Zhou Ting said to the secret guard serving him.

The secret guard bowed and left, and came back after a while, bringing two large sacks; one sack was filled with ginseng, and the other sack was filled with purple Ganoderma lucidum. After coming in, he put them down carefully, untied the ropes, and pulled open the sacks to show Doctor Hua.

Zhou Tingdao: "We invite Old Doctor Hua to come here this time just for them."

"Purple Ganoderma?" Dr. Hua's mouth trembled slightly, his hands trembled, and he didn't care about etiquette. He stood up and walked to his pocket, pulling out the contents of his pocket. There were five purple Ganoderma lucidum as big as an umbrella, one of which was particularly big.

Zhou Ting stood up and walked out of the desk and came closer, "Has Dr. Hua ever prepared purple Ganoderma?"

"It was concocted more than 20 years ago. As far as I'm concerned, the purple lingzhi that was concocted by ordinary people over 20 years ago is not as big as the purple lingzhi you have today; it is only more than 20 years old, and your five purple lingzhi are The smallest year is also a hundred years, and the largest year is five hundred and eighty years.”

It can be seen that this batch of purple Ganoderma lucidum is rare.

Purple Ganoderma cannot be cultivated artificially because its growth conditions are extremely harsh; and the requirements for trees are equally demanding. If the environment is not suitable, it cannot be grown, and its medicinal properties will increase and decrease in different places.

Therefore, no one can cultivate purple reishi.