Food Poems
Chapter 20 Honeysuckle and the Fairy
Chapter 20 Honeysuckle and the Fairy
Giselle's mother-in-law's herbal medicine shop.
Yeats walked into the store and smelled the aroma of herbs in the air. Various bottles and jars were placed on the shelves, and garlic, mountain flowers and tangerine peels were drying on the ropes.
When Giselle learned that the lord was here to visit Regirev, a flash of surprise appeared on her wrinkled face. Her cloudy eyes flickered as she spoke softly:
"It rained a few days ago, and the child caught a cold. He will be fine after resting for a while."
Ye Zhi felt relieved and secretly reminded himself.
Illness and drug shortages are common in this world. Morning Frost Ridge should also provide basic drug security as it develops.
The main ingredients of modern cold medicines are ginger, mint and verbena.
But these three herbs prefer sunlight and are not suitable for cultivation in Morning Frost Ridge.
There is only one kind of herb with strong growth ability that can withstand the cold wave and thrive in Morning Frost Ridge.
Its name is honeysuckle, and its local name is honeysuckle. It is a good medicine for clearing heat and detoxifying.
If a honeysuckle field can be opened up in Morning Frost Ridge, it will become an important source of medicine for Morning Frost Ridge.
"Take me to see Regis Lev."
"My Lord, Regirev is still sick. I'm worried that you will be infected by her."
More than a hundred years ago, a sudden epidemic swept across the continent.
No matter human, elf or orc, they could not escape the infection of the disease.
It was also at that time that humans on the continent of Middle-earth began to understand the transmission of diseases.
"It's out of the way."
At Yeats's firm request, Giselle led him and his guard Grey into another room.
There was no fireplace in the simple bedroom, only a fire pit made of earth. Ridgelove was lying on a straw mat on the ground next to it. She was curled up in an old wool blanket, her face flushed with fever.
"I met this child in the forest." Gray crossed her arms and said, "I saw her picking blue mountain flowers. I went up to her and asked her and found out that she didn't have enough materials, so she wanted to come out and pick some herself. I saw that she was not in a good state, so I brought her back."
"It was my fault for being so careless," said Giselle. "The child often went to play in the forest. I didn't pay much attention to her at first. It wasn't until Miss Grey brought her back that I realized she was already very ill."
Ye Zhi frowned slightly: "If you don't have enough materials, why don't you tell me?"
"Lord Lord..."
The firelight from the fire pit illuminated Rigidlove's smooth golden hair. She opened her misty blue eyes and said uneasily in a voice as thin as a mosquito's hum:
"Please... don't blame Grandma Giselle. I went to pick the flowers myself..."
"Why not just ask Yeats to buy it directly?" Gray interrupted.
Rigidrev's eyes dodged and she lowered her head again.
"I think this will save the Lord a few copper coins..."
Ye Zhi was stunned... In any case, she was not suitable for working anymore.
"The job of making potions is not suitable for Reggie Reeve. What do you think, Grandma Giselle?" Ye Zhi turned around and asked.
"Everything will follow your orders, Lord."
“No.” Tears welled up in Rigidreif’s eyes as she begged, “It’s my fault… Lord, next time, I will never dare to get sick again…”
Yeats's heart softened immediately.
This job, which paid seventy copper coins a day, could greatly reduce the burden on the family, so Little Red Riding Hood was unwilling to give it up.
However, given Reggie Love's current condition, if she were to continue working, she would be hung up on the street lamp.
At this moment, Yeats felt the corner of his clothes being grabbed. Regis raised his thin arms, tears of grievance in his eyes, and he had no strength to say anything more.
Yeats sighed.
"Do Reggie Reeve's parents know she's sick?"
"I haven't had time to tell them yet." Gray said, "I'm telling you first. After all, she works for you."
"Then there's no need to notify her. I'll cure her right away," said Ye Zhi.
Grey and mother-in-law Giselle were both stunned.
"I'll borrow your kitchen for a bit, Mother-in-law Giselle. All the moutan bark and honeysuckle I take from your shop will be charged to my account!" Yeats walked to the counter.
Giselle hesitated and asked, "Is the Lord going to make the medicine himself? But what is he doing in the kitchen?"
Gray looked at the silver-haired boy's back, looking relieved, and said with a smile:
"For him, making medicine is like cooking!"
Cortex Moutan, honeysuckle, honey...all kinds of ingredients were added by Yeats into the red-hot pottery jar.
The pleasant aroma gradually blends with the herbal scent.
It is said that good medicine tastes bitter, but the medicine made by the lord smells fragrant, which makes Giselle full of doubts. "Food not only brings deliciousness, but more importantly, it brings health."
Ye Zhi murmured to himself, and unknowingly, he had a better understanding of the food spirit.
To simply describe this understanding, food and medicine are essentially the same thing.
Therefore, Yeats can not only turn potions into food, but also put medicine in food, integrating the two!
"This is really the spirit of drugging——"
Ye Zhi complained in his heart, scooped the hot syrup out of the pot and checked its properties.
[Honeysuckle and honey syrup: two stars. Made from honeysuckle and honey, the syrup is sweet and soothing to the throat. Drinking it can cure colds and other illnesses.]
"Mother-in-law, please give Reggie Love some medicine." Ye Zhi ordered, "Give me a hand, Gray, help her up."
"okay."
The firelight shone on the thin girl's sickly red cheeks. She opened her mouth weakly and drank a spoonful of syrup.
Gradually, a glimmer of light appeared in Ridgelife's eyes as blue as the sea.
Giselle pressed her forehead against Ridgelove's, with a look of surprise in her eyes.
The fever actually went away.
My Lord, your attainments in alchemy are truly admirable!
Regislove's anxious voice echoed in the room.
"My Lord...I..."
Yeats interrupted her thanks and smiled.
"Using your talents is the greatest help to me, understand?"
Ridgeline's throat rolled up and down, and tears dripped from her chin onto the quilt.
She was too weak to speak, her eyes flickered, the figure of the silver-haired boy was reflected in her eyes, and she nodded slowly and firmly.
*
three days later.
The Starlight Chamber of Commerce and Ye Zhi completed the handover of the payment for the goods. The first batch of 200 gold coins has been transported to Morning Frost Ridge and have been fully invested in the construction.
During the transaction, Lena also presented a transaction book. Ye Zhi couldn't understand it, so she asked the professional Grey to check it and then signed her name.
Since the payment for the goods was used for construction, the manor had no money to repair it, but the villagers spontaneously reinforced it and the leaks were finally fixed.
On a hillside not far from the rye field, several acres of honeysuckle fields were opened up.
The frail girl, wearing a red hood and leaning on a long oak cane, followed closely behind the noble boy.
Looking at the newly opened fields, Yeats was filled with joy, smiling, with his hair swaying in the wind.
"Regirev, do you know what field this is?"
"My lord, I don't know..." Little Red Riding Hood said stammeringly.
"It's honeysuckle, also known as honeysuckle."
Yeats looked out over the fields on the hillside.
"It is a plant that has low requirements for soil, water and climate and can grow almost anywhere. It can be used as an ornamental flower and as a herbal medicine for clearing away heat and detoxifying."
Yeats' voice was filled with emotion:
"Not even a cold snap can beat it!"
"I remember," Ridgelove said softly, "that day, you made me a herbal syrup using honeysuckle."
The gentle voice was immediately blown away by the wind and did not reach the boy's ears.
She looked up uneasily and saw the young man's back, standing in the strong wind on the hillside, as tall as a pine tree.
"The family emblem of the Brondi family is an ox working on fertile soil. Hardworking people will eventually reap rewards. This is the family motto of the Brondi family..."
Ye Zhi's eyes reflected the construction work going on in the Frost Ridge, and he murmured to himself:
"But this moral does not apply to Morning Frost Ridge. All we have to do is to endure the winter like the honeysuckle."
After saying that, Ye Zhi turned around and said, "Okay, I've taken you on a field trip. From now on, you will be responsible for managing the honeysuckle field."
"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Yeats glanced at Little Red Riding Hood who was in a daze.
"Lord Lord."
Rigidrev's cheeks flushed, her hands tightly grasped the oak stick, her head lowered under the red hood, and she said softly:
"I want to take you to see a friend of mine."
"Which friend?"
"A fairy who lives in the forest outside the village..."
Ye Zhi was slightly surprised.
A fairy who is a good helper in farming?
(End of this chapter)
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