Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 315 Chicken Plague
"My lord knows that a big tree attracts attention, so I hope that today's matter will be mentioned to outsiders in a hurry. The slave family is just a low-level citizen and doesn't want to attract attention."

"You don't want to make money anymore?" Lu Yuancheng was a little surprised, it's not like her.

"I think so, but compared to money, my family knows that life is more important." Wen Shu lowered his head, pretending to be terrified.

Lu Yuancheng coughed and said, "There's no need to be so pessimistic. Since the little lady has such good cooking skills, it would be a pity to hide her here."

"What do you mean, my lord?" Wen Shu alertly recognized his voice.

Sure enough, the next moment Lu Yuancheng said: "Although the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion is not a big tree, it is easy for no one to dare to mess with it. I have a way, I wonder if the young lady will be interested."

"May all ears be heard."

"You show your skills, and we jointly open a tea house or restaurant, and the money you earn is four or six cents, you six, and I four. In this way, with the Weiyuan Hou Mansion behind you, the little lady doesn't have to worry about her safety. Start to make money."

Unexpectedly, it was this suggestion that he made. Wen Shu hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Thank you for your help, but I have never thought about it. I hope you will give me a few days to think about it."

"That's natural. When the little lady thinks about it, go to the Hou's mansion to find Lu Xi."

Wen Shu nodded.

After eating, the brothers and sisters of the Lu family left. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Wen Shu didn't go out through the back door of Suiyuan until everyone had left.

It was not past three o'clock when she got home, because she had an appointment with someone in the evening, so she only rested for a while, and then went to the kitchen to boil water and prepare to pluck the chicken.

For the sake of convenience, she plans to pluck a few more at a time, so as to save time-consuming plucking before cooking every time, anyway, it will not be damaged if it is placed in the storage basket.

Since he only made blue-feathered yellow-tailed chickens from the peach forest, Wen Shu only took three yellow-billed chickens, two pink-billed chickens from the apricot forest, and two white-billed chickens from the pear forest. Come down and try it too.

The process of plucking the seven chickens was undoubtedly arduous, but fortunately, her father came to help when he saw it during the work.While they were busy, the Zhao family at the end of the alley was gloomy.

Zhao Da hastily invited the doctor to check the pulse of several people, and carefully asked about their recent diet, and after contacting their symptoms, they concluded that they had eaten something bad.

As for what was eaten, the doctor couldn't judge.

After all, it was the summer solstice, and every family ate a lot of food. It was really hard to tell what was bad, so I could only prescribe some antidiarrheal and strengthening medicine to see if it could relieve it.

However, after Zhao Da took the medicine and poured all three of them down to his mother, he didn't see any improvement.The two sons were still running to the toilet non-stop, and the wife was still lying flushed, and even started talking nonsense.

Zhao Da was in a hurry.

Just as he was thinking about whether to invite another doctor, he heard someone knock on the courtyard door. When he opened the door, it turned out that some women from the alley came to buy chickens.

He didn't care to deal with it, and when he was about to tell them to come back another day, he heard a woman pointing behind him and screaming: "Oh, Zhao Da, your chicken is sick."

He turned his head and looked, and saw a chicken in the chicken coop, twitching and falling to the ground, its legs were still staring at the ground, and it didn't move after a few strokes.

The woman outside the courtyard screamed: "Oh, I'm dead, I'm dead."

"It's a good death, it can't be some kind of plague." Another person said.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was startled, and the women who were standing by the courtyard door took a few steps back unconsciously.

Mrs. Guo even covered her mouth and said: "Since Mrs. Zhang is not feeling well, let's come back another day." After finishing speaking, she slipped away.

What I thought in my heart was, don't pass it on to others.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, Wen's girl bought her chicken from Zhao's house, right?
Ouch, God bless, don't be.

Mrs. Guo prayed and walked back, and the other ladies also scattered.

In Zhao's courtyard, Zhao Da looked at the fallen chicken in the chicken coop, and his head became dizzy for a while, it couldn't be such a coincidence!
A chicken also died yesterday, and my mother-in-law talked about it for a long time, saying that it was a good thing it was not bought by the girl of the Wen family, otherwise she would definitely think she was lying.Later, she stewed the chicken and asked him to eat more at noon to make up for it.

But after a few words before the meal because of some trivial matters, he got angry and didn't eat a mouthful, while the three of them ate.

"Carpenter Zhao, I see why you went to invite the doctor. Is your wife okay? What did the doctor say?"

Zhao Da looked at Mrs. Lin, who was passing by the door with a blue bag, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, "The doctor said to try two medicines first, Sister Lin, did yesterday's chicken soup taste good?"

"It's delicious, it's delicious. Your wife is a good crafter. My grandson drank it all in one go."

"Is he all right?"

"It's fine, it's very good, I don't know where the madness has gone." After speaking, Sister Lin suddenly realized something, and said suspiciously: "What do you mean by asking this, is Sister Zhang really okay? "

"It's okay, it's okay, the doctor said it was something bad from eating, I'm afraid it's the chicken's problem, so just ask, as long as the whole baby is fine."

"Oh, it's nothing. I was in good spirits when I had lunch." Sister-in-law Lin said so, but secretly worried.

She lifted her feet and walked home, and as soon as she entered, she saw her eldest granddaughter Lin Xiaomo sitting in the yard picking vegetables.

"Mother-in-law." Lin Xiaomo called out.

"Well, picking vegetables." Mrs. Lin replied: "This vegetable needs to be picked carefully, and the parts where the tail can't be pinched are all gone. By the way, where is your brother, do you know?"

"I don't know, I just saw him go to the south." After speaking, he coughed lightly.

Lady Lin didn't care, she just said, "He's back, call me."

"Hey."

Hearing that the eldest grandson of the Lin family was fine, Zhao Da felt a little relieved.The child's resistance is worse than that of adults, and he is fine, so it should not be a matter of chicken soup.

However, the chicken did die inexplicably.Zhao Da held the dead chicken's foot in distaste, and threw it into the basket by the well, intending to deal with it when he came back.

The most urgent thing is to invite another doctor.

With the passage of time and the sinking of the sun, the intoxicating fragrance came from the Wen Family Courtyard again.Mrs. Guo smelled it at home, wiped her hands and went out immediately.

"Girl, are you stewing chicken again?" Outside the Wen Family Courtyard, Mrs. Guo asked.

"Yeah, my dad said it was delicious, so I thought about killing another one."

"Oh, it's really different. Several families can afford to eat two chickens a day."

Wen Shu smiled and said nothing.

Perhaps realizing that she had strayed off topic, Mrs. Guo hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Where did you buy your chickens, girl? It couldn't be Mrs. Zhao."

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Oh, you don't know yet, the Zhao family's chickens are plagued."

"Have a plague? Can't you?" Wen Shu turned to look at the two chickens in the courtyard.

"Why not, one just died in the next afternoon, and I saw it with my own eyes. It was well and it stopped moving after a while." Mrs. Guo whispered: "I heard that Mrs. Zhao's mother-in-law has been infected, so let's get rid of it." for breakfast”

"Don't worry, Auntie, the chickens I bought from Uncle Zhao's house haven't been killed yet. I bought them elsewhere for breakfast." Wen Shu pointed to the two chickens in the yard to show her.

"That's good, that's good, but I was scared to death." Mrs. Guo patted her chest, rolled her eyes and said, "That's right, Auntie has something else I want to ask you."

(End of this chapter)