Before opening another chapter, I shamelessly asked all my brothers and sisters to add it to my collection, but the collection results were disastrous. I only had less than 500 collections after 140,000 words. I am so embarrassed that I beg you to take three seconds to click on it. Please beg me.
As soon as the sky turned white, Yun Ye got up. It wasn't because of how diligent he was, but because he couldn't sleep because of the charcoal fumes in the room. The damn charcoal basin was burning for half a night, and it couldn't bring much heat, but he gave birth to a damn child.
There was a lot of carbon monoxide, and I felt dizzy. If I continued to sleep, I might be killed. I went to the old lady’s house to have a look, and then went to the little girls’ rooms to open the doors and windows for ventilation. Fortunately, no poisoning incident occurred, and the little girls slept
She was unconscious. The thick fur blanket covered her body very warmly. She tucked the children into bed and quietly walked out of the room. The old woman looked out the window, her eyes a little moist. This was what she had to do every day.
Now my brother cares about them. I don’t know what kind of virtue these little girls have accumulated in their previous lives. In this life, they have such a brother who knows both coldness and warmth.
I ran a few laps along the garden and did a full set of radio gymnastics. After warming up, I picked up the long gun on the weapons rack and practiced the marksmanship taught by Cheng Chumo several times. I don’t know whether it was because of my mood or because my marksmanship had improved. Today’s set
There is nothing awkward about the practice of marksmanship, it is smooth and natural, and it is natural. When you are excited, you let out a roar and the gun follows your legs, turning into a long dragon and thrusting towards the arrow stack in the courtyard. With a snap, it penetrates the target, and the tail of the gun is still there.
Shaking up and down, not bad, not bad, hit the three rings. While he was proudly appraising his work, he saw Lao Zhuang emerge from behind the tree, with a look of lingering fear on his face.
"Master Hou's spear technique of Hundred Birds Chaofeng, which was passed down from Zhao Zilong, has become more and more exquisite. He can hit the target within five steps, which makes the young Haosheng admire him."
"Are you praising me, or are you trying to hurt me? The art of hitting the target within five steps and the spear technique of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix are obviously the most popular battle formation techniques in the army."
"That must be my misremembering. I've been in the army for twenty years and can't recognize the marksmanship in the army. It's really damning." "Get out!"
Zhuang San stopped rolling halfway and came back again,
"Master Marquis, please don't practice spears when there are many people in the future. I'm really worried about the eight young ladies in the house, what if they are hurt by Master Marquis' domineering attitude." After saying that, he shut up and looked loyal.
The appearance of liver and gallbladder.
Forget it, Yun Ye sighed, I am not a material for martial arts training. After practicing a set of marksmanship for half a year, someone still admitted that he was wrong and insisted that it was taught by Zhao Zilong. He seemed to see the sad and angry look of Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver spear.
Turning grief and anger into appetite, after swallowing two bowls of millet porridge and planning to swallow another bowl, Cheng Chumo came.
The boy pulled a cart of gifts and respectfully paid homage to the old lady in the living room. Then he dragged Yun Ye to the side hall. He said he was in a hurry in the morning and had not eaten breakfast. He asked Yun Ye to get him some pig's trotters.
Let’s have a big bowl of braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, and preferably a big bowl of whatever. There was too little last night, and I was kicked away by Lao Cheng after only a few bites. I deliberately left my belly to eat in the morning.
Have a meal.
Who eats those things early in the morning? Not afraid of getting tired of them? Seeing Cheng Chumo’s hopeful face, it’s hard to say anything. Anyway, there is nothing that the old Cheng family can’t digest. Go ahead and order the braised pig’s trotters that were cooked last night.
Braised pork liver, cut some and brought it up, heated up another bowl of pork belly, and made another bowl of braised lion head. Forget it, let's do it ourselves, the kitchen can't produce the right taste yet.
Cheng Chumo leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, chewing on a large piece of pork liver and watching Yun Ye cook for him. The two brothers had nothing to do with each other for a long time. There were no guests at other houses waiting for dinner at the door. The man of the house was busy in the kitchen.
Especially for a small prince and a marquis. If word spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation, and it may lead to the impeachment of the imperial censor. But they don't care. One thinks that it is natural to ask for food from his brother, and the other thinks that he should cook for his brother.
It was a matter of course to eat. The cook walked all the way tremblingly. He felt that not being able to meet the master's requirements was a stain on his career. But the Marquis was too difficult to serve. He burst into tears after tasting the dishes cooked by the Marquis last night.
Manmian, this is not for human consumption, it is probably only of this level for gods to eat.
On the small kitchen table, Cheng Chu silently finished the dishes, touched the spout, picked up the teapot and poured half of it into the spout. Then he let out a sigh of relief: "Dad is looking for you. I want you."
Take the doctor with you and go to Duke Yi's Mansion."
"I'm not a doctor. I need to see a doctor when I see a doctor!"
"Dad, I think you are much better at treating doctors than doctors. Besides, what can those quack doctors do about Uncle Qin's illness? Huaiyu has been begging me for several days. If you hadn't just come back, things at home would not be in order. The first day
I'm here to find you. Uncle Qin and Dad are close friends of life and death, will they let you go?" Cheng Chumo said nonchalantly, picking his teeth.
Qin Qiong must be anemic. She lost a lot of blood in her early years and her hematopoietic function declined. Her blood was less active and could not carry enough oxygen molecules, which made her frail and sick. She would be bedridden if she had a headache or fever. I wonder if a blood transfusion would be better? In the spirit of treating people as human beings.
Just go and have a look at the medical principles of animal treatment. I can’t explain it anymore. In any case, it is better than the Tang Dynasty doctors who used lime as a wound medicine.
Instruct Liu Jinbao to go to the military camp to get his coal stove back, and get some coal. Tell the old lady to find a blacksmith to build several similar stoves, and then make dozens of iron buckets for later use. It would be best if you can make an iron kettle. The old lady
It was not easy to teach her grandson a lesson in front of outsiders, so she just asked the housekeeper to go to Ci'en Temple to find a few familiar neighbors. He remembered that there were several blacksmiths. If the things they made were useful, they would be kept at home. She made up her mind not to let her grandson
The secret recipe is passed on to unrelated people.
Yun Ye took the first aid kit and put a small bottle of liquor in it, ordered his servants to take the big green horse, and planned to go out. However, he saw Cheng Chu was lingering in silence, not moving.
"What else do you want to do? I have prepared the things. Let's go quickly. After seeing the patients, I have to come back to install the stove. I was so smoked last night that I couldn't sleep well."
"There are still a few things missing." Cheng Chumo looked enigmatic.
Yun Ye checked everything and everything was there. The simple stethoscope he made in the military camp was also there. There was no shortage of it.
Cheng Chu silently pointed in the direction of the kitchen. He knew that Yun Ye's kitchen utensils were all specially made and could not be obtained in the kitchen of Duke Yi Guo's mansion.
"Do you want me to see a doctor or cook? The house is a mess. I can't eat, I can't sleep. I almost fell into the manure tank when I went to the latrine. I need a few more pieces of good paper to wipe my butt. Grandma
I pointed at my nose and scolded me for a whole day. I couldn't get through the day. I had to take a few more showers and my sister would have to work for a long time. The bed was as hard as slate, and the blanket was as heavy as a covering stone. How do you expect me to survive? How can I have the time to do it?
I don’t have enough rice, let alone even fucking vegetables. You see, I have barbs on my fingers.” Speaking of the miserable life in Chang’an City these days, Yun Ye was filled with tears and runny nose.
of.
Cheng Chumo looked at him as if he were a monster. The meal just eaten by the royal family may not be as delicious as it is, but it is still hard to swallow. Who doesn't light a brazier in the house in the winter? The poor people don't even have a brazier and cover themselves with furs.
That's the enjoyment that only nobles can enjoy. Who doesn't use bamboo sticks when squatting in a hut? Only emperors use silk ribbons. With your Majesty's temper now, you might also use bamboo sticks to shave your buttocks. Eat green vegetables? Eat green vegetables in the winter? Wen Tang Jian can't do it every day.
The output of 100 kilograms is not enough to supply the emperor, the emperor, and the empress. How can there be extra for others to eat? Even if an important official in the court is ill, your majesty will occasionally give you three or two kilograms. Who has seen others?
"Brother, you naturally don't lack these things when you are with the old god. Aren't you already in the world? This is how we live in this world. Don't worry about it. You can't live without repaying the hardships?" After Cheng Chumo said this, he felt that he should
After being slapped, he quickly said: "The Duke of E has already lost his temper. He said that he didn't share in the delicious food last night. It's because you didn't respect the old man. He wanted to come and beat you. Dad persuaded you to stop after talking hard. Now I will talk to Duke Wei.
Your Excellency is waiting for you at the Qin Mansion, so hurry up and ask the servants to move the guy up, and we two brothers will go quickly. If you get angry in a while, it will be unlucky for us two brothers."
I can't afford to offend him! He's an old guy who came out of the robber's den! In desperation, he had to ask the servant to follow him with a full set of kitchen equipment and seasonings.
It’s so irritating, it’s really irritating. Why do Lao Qin, Lao Cheng, and Lao Niu live in Taipingfang, and my family has to live in Yonganfang? Taipingfang is just across the street from the palace gate, and my family is only 100,000 yuan away.
Eight thousand miles? The difference between Beijing’s Tiananmen Square and outside the Eighth Ring Road in later generations. A Duke is worth money. Do you think I, a Marquis, are just a dog bone? What’s even more annoying is that the two stone lions in front of Lao Qin’s house are as tall as each other. They look ferocious and arrogant.
, the two lions in my house are like poodles? There are also two iron halberds stuck by the door. It is said that they are a guard of honor given by Li Erqin, which makes people feel inferior.
Fortunately, the vermilion door full of copper nails opened a side door, and a young man covered in fur stood in front of the door. Seeing Yun Ye and Cheng Chumo rushing to greet them, "Brother Yun, my younger brother Qin Huaiyu welcomes you."
I hope you will forgive me." The respectful etiquette and serious face made people want to twitch. Yun Ye just thought about it, Cheng Chumo had already moved, no, moved his feet. As expected of a family who practices martial arts, he kicked
On the body, only the upper body swayed, but the feet did not move at all.
"Xiao Ye is my brother. If you dare to make acid water and kick you to death again." Xiao Cheng cursed and threw the horse's reins to the servant, dragging Yun Ye into the door. He gave Qin Huaiyu a wry smile, grabbed his sleeves and motioned to go in together.
.
"Brother Huaiyu is out of town. Uncle Qin is ill. As a junior, he should have come to visit a long time ago. He just arrived today. It's my fault. Please don't take offense, brother Huaiyu."
"Brother Yun, a son of a master, I heard Chou Niu talk about all your deeds. I am yearning for you. I planned to go to the mansion to visit you a few days ago. Chou Niu said that Brother Yun has complicated family affairs and cannot make the trip. Today I asked Brother Yun to diagnose my father's illness.
, I’m really ashamed.”
"Are you two finished? Uncle Qin is still waiting. After a while, he was beaten away but no one dared to stop him."
After turning around the flower hall and coming to the front yard, before entering the moon door, I heard a roar: "You bastard, have you brought me here?"
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our biggest motivation}