The Queen Mother was ill, and Mu Yunhan also handed a sign to the palace to say hello.
But no news came from the palace, and the Queen Mother had no intention of meeting her.
If you don’t know anything, how can you give this medicine?
And if the method is not appropriate, it will inevitably be labeled as spying on the inner court, and the gain outweighs the loss.
Gu Fenglin said slowly and calmly: "I have prepared the donation of medicine to the Queen Mother. The medicine is made by the medical elder, and you can take it with you tomorrow.
Before the investiture ceremony, you will have the opportunity to meet the Queen Mother. All you have to do is persuade her to take the medicine, and then you don’t need to worry about anything else."
So, he knows everything about the Queen Mother's palace?
He has not been idle these days in Lingxiao Temple?
His power has actually penetrated this far?
Mu Yunhan suppressed all these questions and said: "Let's eat first. I'll let them get some of various kinds of wine. You guys can try it. Two of them are new wines that have just been made."
The biggest advantage of running a restaurant and raising a group of good cooks at home is that you can eat like a god every day.
Whether you want to eat light, exquisite, grand, rich and greasy, or include northern and southern cuisines, you can make it, and every meal will be different.
There are only a few dishes prepared by Mu Yunhan himself.
They are all home-cooked dishes, but they are Gu Fenglin's favorite taste.
Meng Jia didn't know that she had made these, so she was disgusted when they were served: "Although vegetables are expensive in winter, if you eat them all the time, you won't have enough energy, right?"
Your cook is getting better and better. I heard that Xuan Wu rarely cooks anymore. His apprentices do all the cooking?
Look what all this is for! Tsk! You are going to open the restaurant tomorrow during the conferment ceremony. You are not going to just serve this to others, hahahaha..."
Mu Yunhan smiled good-naturedly and did not explain.
Gu Fenglin didn't even bother to explain. He quickly put the food into a bowl and ate it quickly with his head down.
Since coming to Beijing, he has rarely been able to eat home-cooked meals made by Mu Yunhan himself.
His health is not good enough, and he doesn't like or adapt to greasy food. What she cooks is the most suitable for him, and it is comfortable and healthy to eat.
Meng Jia saw that he was eating deliciously and felt unhappy. He picked up a large chicken leg and threw it into his bowl: "Do you know why you are so thin? Because you eat too little meat."
As he spoke, he took a plate of shepherd's purse dumplings into his own bowl in retaliation and ate one in one bite.
Immediately, his eyes narrowed into slits, and it took him a long time to sigh: "Ah, it's delicious..."
Gu Fenglin looked at him expressionlessly, grabbed the chicken legs and stuffed them into his mouth, saying calmly: "These are added with medicine, they are all mine, these meats are made for you to eat."
Meng Jia was shocked when he heard that medicine had been added. He pulled off the drumstick and said, "What medicine was added?"
Gu Fenglin said calmly: "A blood-nourishing medicine. Without the medicine, it will only produce one drop of blood, but with the medicine, it will produce ten drops of blood."
He looked Meng Jia up and down seriously: "If you eat this dumpling, you will have an extra bowl of blood. After eating this plate of dumplings, you will have more blood than you can hold, and your blood vessels will burst."
Meng Jia suddenly had a lump in his throat. He looked at Gu Fenglin and then at Mu Yunhan. He felt that the truth could not be seen from the faces of these two people, so he asked Mu Ying: "Xiaoying, is it true?"
Mu Ying said: "I saw my sister adding something to it." (To be continued)