The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Chapter 104 Don't Want to Recognize Big Brother and Want to Trick Us?

"This pot does not look good, but the effect of the medicine is the same."

Ye Xiuyan took three small spoons and gave them to them with a smile.

The waiter took the spoon and scooped it up unwillingly. Just as he put it in his mouth, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He kept his mouth shut and smiled pretending to be delicious.

"Is it tasty?"

Lin Jingcheng was dubious, so he took a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Master, how does it taste?"

Seeing that he also kept his mouth shut, Shi Jian was a little frightened.

Lin Jingcheng and Shishu nodded together, smiling, expressing that it was delicious.

"Really?"

Shi Jian actually didn't believe it, but Shizi ate it, he didn't dare not to eat it, so he took a bite.

In the next second, the expressions of the three of them changed, and they rushed out of the kitchen.

Lin Jingcheng took a ladle of water from the bucket, gulped it into his mouth, and then spouted it all out.

Shi Shu and Shi Jian were not much better either. They competed to rinse their mouths and poured a spoonful of well water to wash away the bad smell in their mouths.

Shi Jian's teeth were cold from the cold: "Girl Yan made it, it's not medicinal food, it's almost like poison."

"I go."

It was rare for the servant to swear: "This taste is so sour."

Lin Jingcheng covered his mouth and smiled wryly: "She doesn't want to recognize me as a big brother, so she deliberately mistreats us?"

"No."

The two attendants wailed in unison: "That's too tragic, the little girl has too many ghosts."

"Brother Lin, is the medicinal food not tasty?"

Ye Xiuyan heard the complaints of the three, took out the remaining medicinal food from the pot, and walked out of the kitchen with the bowl, intending to throw it away.

"Uh."

Lin Jingcheng and the two attendants misunderstood what she meant, and mistakenly thought that she wanted to punish them, so they scrambled out of the courtyard and disappeared.

"Hey."

Ye Xiuyan couldn't laugh or cry with her job bowl in her hand.

She doesn't have so many ghosts, she really wants to get rid of it!

*
The medicinal food made by Ye Xiuqing is fragrant and pleasant, although it has a bit of bitter taste due to the addition of herbs, compared to Ye Xiuyan's, it is already considered delicious in the world.

Ye Junlan eats very elegantly, scooping it up with a small spoon, one spoon after another, and it tastes delicious.

"Brother Lan, is it delicious?"

Ye Xiuqing watched Ye Junlan finish eating without any leftovers, filled with indescribable joy.

"good to eat."

Ye Junlan smiled gently, put down the spoon, and wiped her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

"I'll make it for you every meal after it's delicious."

Ye Xiuqing's ears turned red, and she felt that Brother Lan's movement of wiping his mouth with a silk handkerchief was also so gentle.

"Thank you, sorry to bother you."

Ye Junlan smiled lightly.

"No trouble."

Ye Xiuqing really wanted to say that she liked making medicinal meals for Brother Lan very much, but she was afraid that he would think she was frivolous, so she lowered her eyebrows and dared not speak out.

Wu Juan was as careful as a hair, and when she saw this scene, she felt something was wrong.

Looking at the young girl in love, and thinking of the huge difference in their identities, she sighed deeply.

*
It was late at night, before falling asleep, Qingyang cooked the herbs for the master, and returned to the wing with the basin.

Ye Xiuyan also walked in through the curtain with the newly bought silver needles and cupping jars.

Lin Jingcheng and Qingyang supported Ye Junlan to sit down beside the bed.

While soaking his feet, Ye Junlan pointed to his legs, and with a wry smile told the history of blood and tears in the treatment.

"My leg is poisonous in the blood. I have invited countless famous doctors, but they all say it can't be cured."

"When I was young, I invited a genius doctor from Yaowang Valley, who said he knew the technique of blood separation, and could use spiritual power to separate toxins from the blood."

(End of this chapter)