The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Illness comes like a mountain.

Jiang qianxia never thought that he would be ill one day. He was dying.

The nose is full of tears. It's the same as being tortured at any time. I don't know whether it's tonsil or lymphadenoma. My face and neck are connected together. It's difficult to breathe and drink water. Don't mention eating.

For Jiang qianxia, who advocates food for the people, there is really little difference from torture.

It's hard to eat, hungry to death, get low blood pressure, turn over and get dizzy. You can't go to peace, otherwise you can't breathe, or you can't sleep too high, or your head will hurt and explode.

In short, this illness can be regarded as the end of the discomfort and acclimatization accumulated during the period of coming to Daqian.

The news that Chang ruigui's daughter is seriously ill and Yasha's life is not long spread all over the city. Wanbaoge informs the guys about Jiang qianxia's condition three times a day to appease the people. The gentlemen of Shihui hall simply follow sun Changsheng, who was hurriedly found back, to turn over the medical books and see what's going on with her.

After Li Guangxiao sent someone to comfort her for several times, he heard that Guli, boundless, ghost one ghost two ghost three, Angelica dahurica, several close students, even his own son and the crown prince of Daqian were infected. After a row, he almost couldn't sit still and asked people to seal up Jiang qianxia's small yard as an epidemic area.

"Empress, what's the matter with Chang Rui's illness? It's only a few days. How come all the people who came to her are basically destroyed?"

Li Guangxiao, who carried his hands on his back, walked around impatiently and couldn't help asking, "Taoist Sun said that she was worried, overworked and became ill. She broke out in a cold wind and was unstoppable. Is this true, or did Taoist sun deliberately say so in order to cover for her?"

With a gentle smile, the anxious Li Guangxiao sat down. The eldest Sun Queen said softly, "Your Majesty, Chang Rui is really tired."

"You see, since she became a noble girl, she has been involved in all kinds of things and has nothing to do every day. But in fact, in a stall as big as Shan Wanbao Pavilion, thousands of guys eat with her. How can she really be idle?"

"Hum! Is it my fault that she can't spare time? She asked for it!"

Not to mention that it was ok, Li Guangxiao patted the table angrily.

"Tell me about her, a woman who gave birth to a daughter for Guli. If she doesn't teach her husband and children at home and teach her students well, why does she try her best to make so much money? She's not ready to rebel!"

Although his words are easy to be misunderstood, what Li Guangxiao said is actually what empress Chang sun, including many people who love her and don't like her.

Now Daqian has been regarded as the most prosperous empire in this era, but compared with later generations, it is still seriously short of materials.

Jiang qianxia's current wealth, as long as she doesn't want to recruit troops and start a rebellion, even if she eats her old capital, it's enough for her to eat delicacies every day, wear silk and satin, and do whatever she likes. She's more comfortable than the Emperor Li Guangxiao.

Why make more money? Those who are also matchmakers want to carry out the arms trade with the West. They don't make enough money and run to disaster people?

After all, with such money, she can travel around the world and buy all kinds of top luxury goods in future generations. She is tired of changing sports cars for yachts. She is no longer happy to burn planes. The earth can't satisfy her. She can also go on a space trip to witness the miracle of the stars.

But these are only for future generations. Even if she earns all the money in Daqian, she doesn't go abroad to travel. It's to suffer, distribute herself, and support when she's full.

People who don't know Jiang qianxia's identity as a shopkeeper of the chamber of Commerce and who need to brush the transaction volume regard Jiang qianxia as a fool in the eyes of losing money, but they don't know that Jiang qianxia's store transaction volume has reached the critical point of breaking through level 10.

Jiang qianxia is sure that after level 10, she will be able to unlock the new "employee reward" of the chamber of Commerce. However, no matter how she throws money into it, the progress bar remains motionless and firmly makes her gnash her teeth.

If the faint Jiang qianxia knew the rumors from the outside world, she would cry loudly - where is she busy and tired? She was thinking about brushing the progress bar all day. The "Internet addict" girl was anxious about grade practice. She was dying suddenly!

No matter what it was for, in a word, under the dual care of sun Changsheng and song Fuwen, five days later, Jiang qianxia finally got rid of that state of unconsciousness and slowed down.

"Cough... Oh, I'll go. It'll cost me half my life this time."

Like a turtle, he turned over hard and looked at the arm pressed on his waist. Jiang qianxia was sweet and distressed and returned to Guli's arms with the same fever. He found cold, fever and anti-inflammatory drugs from his personal space, divided them into more than ten parts and gave them to song Fuwen, who had been staring at her with disgusting eyes.

"Go and bring water. I'll feed Guli's medicine first, and take the rest to other sick seedlings."

Angrily, he stuffed the water cup into her hand. Song Fuwen couldn't help frowning after seeing her hard feeding Guli. After taking the medicine, "others have all the medicine. Where's yours? Don't tell me you're too stingy to give yourself the medicine."

"How can I? I've already taken this medicine when I'm dizzy these days. I just don't have the strength to ask you to help distribute the medicine."

The medicine was bitter in his mouth. Jiang qianxia frowned wrongly and muttered, "there may be a physical problem. I'm a little more resistant to these drugs. I feel like I didn't eat it. It's terrible!"

"Girl, it's not the old man who said that although the effect of these pills is fast and good, you hurt people when you eat too much. What drug resistance is that? It's not as good as traditional Chinese medicine. Even if you drink traditional Chinese medicine all your life, there's no such saying!"

Grandpa sun came in with a medicine bowl. After Jiang qianxia drank it skillfully, his face wrinkled even more - bitter.

"No, no, it seems that some things should be prepared early."

Pulling the quilt and sliding back to the nest, Jiang qianxia said with a strong nasal voice: "it's been hard for you and song Fuwen these days. When everyone is a little energetic and can get out of bed, tell me that I have something to show you."

"About what?" Sun Changsheng was quite curious.

"About why people get sick..."

This sentence is like chicken blood. Old doctor Sun took song Fuwen and ran out. In the next two days, Jiang qianxia realized what drinking medicine is like drinking water.

Although she still can't eat, she's not hungry at all now - she burps when she drinks medicine!

Of course, the effect is also quite outstanding. Drink medicine and the old man's daily massage. On the third day, a group of sick people who are dying can go down to the ground with pale faces, help each other

The old, weak, sick and disabled gathered in Jiang Wenjie's laboratory. Jiang qianxia took out a piece of glass from his carry on space, sneezed hard at the top, then held up the wet glass and said to a group of disgusted onlookers: "come on, tell me, what do you see?"