Chapter 900: Eat and drink

"But, Auntie Cousin, I believe you, you must be able to use this thing in the right place. It's getting late, and I'm going to deliver porridge to my fiancee... By the way, Auntie Cousin, I've been these few mornings Can you all come and eat?" Ji Xianrong licked his face.
"Okay, come if you want! If this thing is really good, I will keep a copy of the potion made out!" Gu Ye patted his shoulder. One of the reasons why she is willing to intersect with Ji Xianrong is that this guy has an innocent heart and doesn't have so many small calculations.
After changing someone else, listening to the legend of Dimai Zizhi, there will definitely be a trace of heartbeat, a trace of unwillingness. But this guy only wanted to help his fiancée early. In the future, it must also be a wife and slave, who was bullied to death by Wan Linfang!
When Ji Xianrong left, he was carrying a big food box. For his fiancée, he ran to Prince Ning's mansion to guard him early in the morning. When he arrived at Wan's Mansion, he had just started using it earlier.
Master Wan hadn't come back early, and several elder brothers also went to the Yamen. In the past few days, Mrs. Wan has spared her daughter-in-law’s morning and twilight. At this time, only the 16-year-old son Wansan had breakfast with her.
"Auntie, third brother, I brought you soup dumplings and shrimp dumplings. Auntie, you can try this peach gum soap rice porridge. It can nourish your face and delay aging. Brother, this is soup with eggs and it tastes delicious. ......" Ji Xianrong put all the early robs from the Ning Palace on the table.
As for the frozen steamed buns, he did not see the other person and ordered the next person: "Continue to freeze these and steam them when you want to eat them!"
"Wow, this soup dumpling is so fresh, but it's a bit cold. If it's boiling hot, it will definitely be better than the last time I ate it at Qingfenglou. Brother Xianrong, where did you buy it?" Wan Sanguo He ate the soup dumplings and looked satisfied.
"Buy? There's nowhere to buy this!" Ji Xianrong said slightly, "Think about it, this is full of capital, even the entire Yan Country, who cooks can surpass Qingfeng Building?"
"Prince Ning's Mansion! Although I didn't have a chance to taste it, it was spread all over the capital! No way, you ran to the kitchen of King Ning's Mansion and ate it..." Wan three years old, with a more volatile temper. He opened his eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief.
Mrs. Wan glared at him: What did you steal? You don't have a door on your lips!
Ji Xianrong gave him a blank look: "How capable am I to steal things from Prince Ning's Mansion? These are from my auntie cousin! And this bowl of porridge, drinking this after appendicitis surgery will help to recover. I specially made auntie cousin young Aunt Yan from the kitchen made it for Fang'er! It's been more than half an hour, otherwise it's early!"
"Xian Rong, you are interested!" The son-in-law ran to Prince Ning's Mansion early in the morning, because it was all for his daughter! Madam Wan was more satisfied with this son-in-law.
Wan San looked at her future brother-in-law with admiration: "Brother Xian Rong, you really belong to you! He actually took Prince Ning's Mansion as his own home, not only eating but also holding it!"
"That's because Aunt Biao was moved by my sincerity! She promised me that before Fang'er can eat regular food, I can go to Prince Ning's Mansion to get medicated food every morning! With the medicated diet prescribed by Aunt Biao, Fang'er's wound must be very fast It can be healed. By the way, this is the scar removal cream, which I took back easily. Aunt Biao said that it is not available for the time being. After the stitches are removed, I apply a layer every day..." Ji Xianrong offered treasures. The scar removal cream is delivered.
"Um... Auntie, has Fang'er eaten?" Ji Xianrong scratched his head and asked.
"No! She had some pain in her wounds in the morning, saying that she had no appetite!" Madam Wan replied.
"I... I'll go see her!" Ji Xianrong carried the large intestine and yam glutinous rice porridge, and hurried to his fiancee's yard.
Mrs. Wan hesitated for a moment-this, it's not compliant! Wansan, who ate happily, said: "In two months, Brother Xian Rong will be my brother-in-law, what can I avoid? Besides, Brother Xian Rong cares about my sister so much, this is a good thing. Isn't it?"
Mrs. Wan sighed: The situation is special, maybe Ji Xianrong is gagging, Fang'er can forget the illness and eat more.
"Mother, you try this shrimp bun. It's a hundred times better than our chef's. Didn't you praise his shrimp bun when you ate at Qingfenglou a year ago? I think this is better than the one that was eaten that day. I've eaten too much. Oh, and this egg soup...It's so delicious!" Wansan was so full that he could not stop talking. Thanks to his future brother-in-law, he finally tasted the delicacies of Prince Ning's Mansion. When the college starts, he must show off with his classmates!
"Fang'er, you taste this porridge, it is very helpful to your wounds." Ji Xianrong, the two ha, when facing his fiancee, instantly turned into a warm male golden retriever, "I know your wound hurts, so I have to eat some more. Son. I didn’t eat anything yesterday, and I can’t hold it!"
Seeing Wan Linfang frowned and shook his head, Ji Xianrong continued to persuade: "How about smelling this scent? Although it is a medicinal diet, there is no medicinal smell. Just smelling this scent makes people drool. Fortunately, I am full in the morning. Otherwise you have to swallow in your face!"
"If you don't want to drink porridge, then take a mouthful of soup to moisturize your throat." Ji Xianrong opened the food box, poured a bowl of egg and sprinkled soup from it, and tried the temperature. "The temperature is just right, come and have a taste!"
Wan Linfang was so annoyed by him that he opened his mouth and let him take a bite. Huh? This egg soup is very different from what I usually drink. The chicken soup is delicious and the plumeria is tender and smooth. After being fed several mouthfuls of egg soup by Ji Xianrong, Wan Linfang's taste buds were awakened and he had some appetite.
"What medicated diet you mentioned is good for my recovery from surgery?" Wan Linfang could not help asking, smelling the scent of porridge.
Ji Xianrong quickly picked up the porridge and nodded: "Yes! I specially asked the chef of Ning Palace to cook this porridge specifically for your situation. I have tasted it. There is really no medicinal taste and it tastes good!"
Wan Linfang paused when he drank the porridge, and slowly swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "It turns out to be the craftsmanship of the chef of Prince Ning's Mansion. I thought your family had changed their cooks! You ran away early in the morning. Are they annoying if they ask for food at home?"
"It's not annoying, it's not annoying! Aunt Biao said, you are welcome to go anytime. I have booked a small kitchen in Prince Ning's Mansion. Every morning I go to get porridge, soup, etc. that will help your body. Aunt Yan said. , I will boil black fish soup for you in two days, and drink it when the wound grows better!"
Because it was the first day after the operation, the large intestine inside was not easy to digest, and it was picked out when the porridge was served. Wan Linfang only felt that the porridge had a special fragrance, but he didn't know what made it. However, she is not a hypocritical girl, and she will not lose her color and stay away from special ingredients such as the large intestine and brain flowers.
Drinking soft and fragrant porridge, with food in his stomach, Wan Linfang's mood also improved. She watched Ji Xianrong feed her porridge intently, so close, even the fine fluff on the other's face could be seen—not to mention, the thin Rong Xiaopang was handsome when he did not commit a second of.
"Do you...have a good relationship with Prince Ning's Mansion?" How could King Ning allow him to occupy his own small kitchen? With King Ning's indifferent temperament, he should be thrown out.
"Of course!" Ji Xianrong said proudly, "This is full of capital, which one can you look at that can easily board the gate of Prince Ning's Mansion? That's me! Even the fellow of King Jing is inferior to King Ning and I. Uncle is close! How is it, your future husband is likable?"
"I think, no one else is as thick as you, right? King Ning's temperament, it would be blamed if he cares about you!" Wan Linfang gave him a white look and urged him to continue feeding.
"Who said Cousin Wang Ning ignored me? He said a lot to me this morning, adding up...how come there are hundreds of words?" Uncle Wang Cousin is famous for cherishing words like gold. When you can't speak, you rarely speak.
"Are you sure King Ning is not annoying you, and wants to drive you away?" Wan Linfang complained about him.
"Of course not! However, since meeting Aunt Biao, Cousin Wang finally has a taste for someone, and talks a lot. I have seen him laugh!" Cousin Wang Ning smiled, that would definitely overwhelm the country... No, I can't let Fang'er see his smile, how can I be stunned?
Wan Linfang raised his eyebrows: "Oh! You said that King Ning is not a human? People asked you to eat and drink, and take out. You actually said that behind your back... I didn't expect you Rong Xiaopang to be such a person!"
"No, I'm complimenting him! I praise him for being better and more humane..." Ji Xianrong saw that his fiancee was in the mood to joke with him, and the corner of his mouth raised a big smile, "Come on, take another bite." ..."
"After the operation, eat less and more meals, not too full!" Yueyuan embraced her chest with her hands, stood by the door for a long time, and took a mouthful of dog food. At her feet, UU reading www.uukanshu.com put a huge medicine chest.
"Miss Yueyuan is here? Have you eaten? Would you like to use more?" Ji Xianrong treated the people around his aunt cousin very diligently.
"Used it!" Yueyuan rolled her eyes in her heart. Bringing a box full of food from our house to eat, do you know that they have already eaten? Is this to offer Buddha through flowers? She just didn't eat it, and she couldn't grab it with the sick number?
"Okay, this breakfast is almost done. You go out first, and I will change the dressing for the patient!" Yueyuan drove people out.
"Okay... I'll wait outside, what can I do! Fang'er, I'll be back to tell you the legend of Zizhi..." Ji Xianrong reluctantly turned his head one step at a time. Let Yueyuan almost think that she is a villain who beats a mandarin duck!
After checking the wound and calling for medicine, Yueyuan took out the prepared medicine and prepared to give the patient an infusion. Wan Linfang looked at the bottle and the tube again, and had to pierce the back of her hand with a thin needle. This...what is this operation? Don’t those old doctors just check the pulse and prescribe medicine?
Yesterday's surgery and infusion were almost done in a semi-comatose state. When facing everything soberly, she was really nervous.