Villager of Daming

Chapter 125
"Heavy eight, wood chips are simple, you can make them anytime, find someone to try tomorrow."

Empress Ma is not entangled, she will use it if she has a way!People have given enough.

"Send the imperial doctor to take a look? Fang Ke, the judge of the imperial hospital, has been to the village."

The prince couldn't confirm the situation of the villagers in Fuhualou, and he couldn't go out now.

"Yes." Zhu Yuanzhang agreed, and arranged for Fang Kui to take the two of them with him.

In the kitchen of the restaurant, Zhu Wentian brought his friends to cook and borrowed a stove. There was no stove in the yard, otherwise he would cook there.

Slice the beef, put rice wine, pepper, starch, salt, grab and grab.

The seasoning sent by the palace is normally used in Xiaqiu Village. Four of the friends came, and two of them picked celery leaves beside them.

Take off the leaves without throwing them away, wash them in a while, blanch them in hot water, and put some salt as pickles.

The other two peeled the radishes and used them to stew the beef in a while. The skins had to be washed and soaked in mature vinegar.

Don't use coriander, don't eat it at night, and it's hot today, it's not good to eat coriander.

When I came back, I bought six more watermelons. The flesh of the watermelons was taken out to make a fruit plate, and the inner skin of the watermelons was also used as a cold dish.

As long as there is something that can be eaten, Xiaqiu Village will not waste it, that is, it is not in the village, otherwise the rind of the watermelon will be used to feed the chickens.

The shopkeeper was even busier, visiting customers for a while, and running over to watch the idiot cook.

Turn around and go to the yard to see Zhu Wentian's other little friends chopping beef there, making meatballs, croquettes, not boiled.

The shopkeeper really wants to ask, do you run a restaurant?

Zhou Zong came with three imperial physicians from the imperial hospital, and Fang Kui was the one with the highest status.

"Zhu Lichang, I heard that you are taking medicine, so let's take a look here." Fang Kui said looking around.

"Thank you three, nothing happened. The villagers are old and it's hot today. They didn't want to rest from morning to night. They took some medicine and some meat tonic."

The head of the village thanked him first, and the village elder was not worried about his health, he was just staring at him.

"What medicine did you take? How about we meet someone?" An imperial doctor next to Fang Kui asked Fang.

"I'm sorry to trouble you all." The head of the village couldn't stop him, and took them to see the village elders.

The three imperial physicians took the pulse, and the symptoms of the village elders were basically the same.

Insufficient Qi, deficiency of the spleen and stomach, shortness of breath and fatigue are not serious problems.

"Shenling Baizhu powder should be used." The imperial physician who spoke just now gave a prescription.

The chief nodded: "Awesome! We've already drank it."

The other imperial physician thought about it: "Let's eat some stewed radish with beef! It's best to add... yes, I will send you medicine, astragalus and Atractylodes macrocephala."

"Thank you, thank you very much, the beef has been stewed, and the radish will be served immediately, just waiting for these two things." The chief thanked again.

The court judge laughed: "I won't talk about using tranquilizing incense to help sleep at night. This fragrance is quiet and delicious."

The incense burner next to it is burning incense, and the village elders are in good condition.

The three of them wondered for a while, who showed it?It is impossible for anyone to look at it and dare to give medicine.

Will the chief meet?I don't even believe it.

It seems that Xiaqiu Village is well prepared!If people dare to let the old village elders come, they can guarantee that there will be no problems.

"Fang Yuan sentenced you to stay and help to try this tonic recipe, as well as the stir-fried vegetables."

The village chief invited him to dinner. Obviously he hadn't eaten dinner yet at this time, so he came here in a hurry. What are you going to eat when you go back?
The other two imperial physicians hesitated, and Fang Kui decided to agree: "Okay, our meal today is rice and stewed fish, and we still eat beef."

He is not polite, knowing the situation in Xiaqiu Village, he can eat whatever he wants, His Majesty doesn't care.

The consultation fee cannot be collected, because they have the means, and there is no need for the three of them to see a doctor.

After waiting for a while, the other dishes came first, and the stewed beef, radish and astragalus had to wait.

The village elders eat half a bowl of rice for each person, and eat vegetables slowly. When the beef and radish are ready, they can go to bed after eating a small bowl.

The three imperial physicians, Zhou Zong and Fang Kui, finished eating and left early, they dared not drink alcohol.

The head of the village, Hanhan and the older boys drank some rice wine and drank slowly, mainly to accompany the village elders.

After the pot is ready, serve it up, and the village elders eat it in small bites, not touching the fried beef balls.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant also ordered three bowls to taste. He and the two chefs tasted it, and he watched as he made it.

It is said that this dish can nourish the deficiency of Qi and weak spleen and stomach, so the restaurant will have an extra dish.

Three imperial physicians from the imperial hospital actually came, and the court judge came in person. In addition, Zhou Zong, the knife-bearer from the Prince's residence, sure enough, he has a good relationship with the palace.

After the people in the village finished eating, the table was withdrawn, and everyone went to bed.

The shopkeeper continues to be busy, and the most profitable time is at night, so the curfew depends on where.

The Qinhuai River is fine at night, and so is Fuhua Building. Rich people are different from ordinary people.

The Nanjing curfew is mainly to close the gates of the city, the gates of the outer city, and the gates of the inner city.

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It was gradually getting brighter, and the village elder woke up first, put out the incense, washed up, and sat in the yard to listen to the birdsong.

Everyone got up one after another, and Zhu Wentian took his friends to make shredded radish soup, stir-fried chopped green onion, and put minced ginger and shredded radish to cook the soup.

Boil another big pot of tea eggs, and the friends are knocking patiently there.

The shopkeeper was watching the school again, he felt that the tuition he gave was less, and it was just providing free board and lodging!
What's more, the beef last night was given by the palace, and today I provide radishes and eggs, and the tea is brought by myself.

I didn't have time to give the staple food, and it came out of the palace.

The palace sent sheep-eye steamed stuffed buns, stuffed with beef and fennel, which were all arranged yesterday when Zhou Zong left, and the palace didn't care about the soup.

Pork is not suitable for the villagers to eat, so I don't go anywhere today, and no matter how tired I am, Zhu Wentian can only change the recipe.

The prince will get married tomorrow, so there must be no problems.

In fact, it is very good to have such occasional ailments, and usually the more such people live longer.

The key is that someone needs to help treat a minor illness, or the minor illness becomes a serious illness.

Having nothing to do after dinner, Zhu Wentian's friends took out the Four Treasures of the Study and practiced writing.

They memorized and wrote at the same time, memorized and wrote by themselves, interfering with each other, which was very interesting.

Only Zhu Wentian pretended to be a fool and was in a daze. In fact, he was thinking about some things. He had to plan ahead, and he couldn't wait until the fire was imminent.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was busy with the group of customers in the morning. He looked behind and listened to the children reciting and writing, feeling in a trance.

Looking carefully at the children's pens, inks, papers and inkstones, he was speechless, they were all good things.

He didn't know that these things were actually gifts from the palace, Zhu Wentian bought cheap ones at first, just for training.

Later, I learned that all the children in Xiaqiu Village were studying, and the prince didn't need to discuss with anyone, just give it directly, how much is the thing worth, no matter how expensive it is?

Books are also given away, but the books do not know how to write short stories, and the children are more willing to listen to Brother Hanhan's lectures.

The head of the village and others watched from the side, helping to grind the ink, with the same look in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes when he was optimistic about the eldest son's study, full of anticipation.

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished his meal, he took his ministers to see and test the firecrackers. There was a wooden horse's firecracker.

Empress Ma said yesterday that it would be made today, and Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't wait, so he ordered it directly. It's just a piece of wood, and it's not difficult to make.

(End of this chapter)