V1.Chapter 139

Yu Wan is very confident in the uncle, let alone one chef, even ten, and they are not the opponents of the uncle!

Little did he know that the uncle had been so frightened that his legs were weak...

"Is Chef Bao really that good?" Yu Feng asked in confusion. With his father's cooking skills, he had never taken anyone seriously.

The uncle stroked his heart and said, "This chef is not the best at those dishes on the market."

"What is that?" Yu Feng asked.

"Medicated diet." The uncle said, "It is rumored that taking a sip of his medicinal diet can prolong his life for ten years, which is more effective than any panacea. Do you think your father can compare with me?"

Yu Feng was speechless: "Is it such an exaggeration?"

The uncle sighed helplessly: "How do I know this? He doesn't make medicated meals easily, and I haven't tried them, but even if it's a home-cooked meal, no one can compare to it."

Yu Feng began to worry about his own business, Bao Shenchu ​​was so powerful, didn't they lose? If you lose stinky tofu, you will get a discount...

Good, good meat pain!

Yu Wan didn't know that her stinky tofu was in danger of being discounted. She promised to supply it to Qin Ye, not only in the Zuixianju in the capital. There were also several branches in the nearby city. Qin Ye meant that Yu Wan could start at any time. For delivery, how much she provides, how much he wants, he will send someone to pick up the goods, the price will be based on the previous price, and a more formal contract will be negotiated later.

Yu Wan went to the warehouse to order some, and found that they didn't have much stock on hand.

Aside from the bad ones, there are only 700 catties of stinky tofu and 30 jars of fermented bean curd in total. These are barely a day's supply. Their output can't go up. Apart from the fact that they are all beginners and not skilled enough, tools are also a problem. , For example, they use blue bricks to press tofu, in Yu Wan's opinion, they are far inferior to jacks.

I don't know if there were jacks for sale in ancient times. If not, she would have to go to the iron shop to make them.

Speaking of iron, Yu Wan remembered the iron bead sent by Bai Tang. She had been busy rushing goods for the past few days, so she forgot to show the bead to Yan Jiuchao.

It's already night, I don't know if the guy slept.

When approaching the door, Yu Wan paused, and finally walked over and knocked on the door of Ding's house.

However there was no response.

Yu Wan came to the back door again. She and the three little milk buns often used the back door to go in and out, so this place was never closed. Who knew that when she got closer, she found that the back door was locked.

This is... gone?

Yan Jiuchao did leave, and he left in a hurry. For no other reason, the emperor was ill.

There were signs of wind and cold a few days ago, but he was barely able to hold the court.

The comatose emperor kept shouting the words of Yan Jiuchao, Wang Gonggong went to the young master's mansion without stopping, and the guards of the young master mansion came to Lianhua Village again. At that time, Yu Wan was discussing business with Qin Ye, so he did not know about Yan Jiu. The group left in a hurry.

Yu Wan raised her eyebrows oddly, turned around and went back to the house.

Little Tie Dan came to her bed again at some point, Yu Wan couldn't laugh or cry, wouldn't it be good to sleep in a big bed? Have to squeeze her into this little bed?

What's more, she has been sleeping very hot recently, and she can always wake up in the middle of the night.

Yu Wan carried the hot little iron egg back to Jiang's house, and lay on the bed herself, only covered with a thin quilt.

"It's hot."

The spring night was cold and windy, but Yu Wan was so hot that she ripped off the quilt.

...

In the imperial palace, the emperor with a feverish fever lay on the bright yellow dragon couch.

The queen was not favored, and now the emperor is serving the sickness in front of the emperor is the concubine Xu Xian of Quanqing's harem and the second highness Yan Huaijing from the concubine Xu Xian.

Concubine Xu Xian took the imperial doctor down and inquired about the emperor's condition in detail. Yan Huaijing came to the dragon couch with a bowl of steaming soup.

Eunuch Wang went to pick up Yan Jiuchao, and the guards in the hall were some confidants and little palace maids and little eunuchs.

"Jun Cong... Jun Cong..."

Jun Cong is the character of Yan Jiu Dynasty. It is said that it was given by the emperor himself. Cong means beautiful jade. The beautiful jade of Jun shows the emperor's love for Yan Jiu Dynasty.

The palace maids and eunuchs looked at their noses and hearts, as if they didn't hear anything.

Yan Huaijing glanced at the crowd, and said without anger, "You guys step back first."

"Yes." Everyone bowed respectfully.

Yan Huaijing scooped up the medicinal juice in the bowl and called softly, "Father."

The emperor opened his eyes slightly, looked at Yan Huaijing on the dragon couch, and called weakly, "Jun Cong..."

Yan Huaijing, who was mistaken, opened his mouth: "My son is not Jun Cong."

The emperor grabbed Yan Huaijing's hand: "Jun Cong..."

The medicinal juice in Yan Huaijing's hand spilled out, and he took the medicine bowl with the other hand and put it on the stool beside him.

The emperor's dry lips moved slightly.

"What did you say?" Yan Huaijing listened.

The emperor regarded him as Yan Jiuchao: "Jun Cong, I, I want..."

What do you want?

Want to save?

Before Yan Huaijing could understand, Eunuch Wang walked in excitedly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Young Master Yan is here!"

Yan Huaijing hurriedly straightened up and calmly picked up the medicine bowl on the table.

This action happened to make Yan Jiuchao, who entered the house, look straight.

Yan Jiuchao ignored him and walked directly to the dragon couch.

Eunuch Wang looked at Yan Huaijing in embarrassment: "Second Highness..."

Yan Huaijing understood that he was being expelled. Although he was the emperor's most important son, in front of his father, he would never be as good-looking as Yan Jiuchao.

His powerful concubine in the harem stopped his father's own son, but he couldn't stop Yan Jiuchao's nephew.

Yan Huaijing put down the medicine bowl, stood up and said, "I'll go to see what's going on with the imperial doctor first, and I'll have to trouble my cousin to feed the soup to the emperor."

Yan Jiuchao didn't even look at the medicine on the table, nor did he take a straight look at Yan Huaijing.

Yan Huaijing left coldly.

Wang Gonggong's sincere advice came from behind him: "...Young master, why is this so hard..."

What's the matter? Why bother to offend his prince?

Eunuch Wang has never been so trusting with him before.

Yan Huaijing went to the side hall.

Concubine Xu Xian was talking with the imperial doctor about the emperor's condition. She saw that her son looked different and asked the imperial doctor to retire first.

"What's wrong?" Concubine Xu Xian asked.

Yan Huaijing stopped.

Concubine Xu Xian smiled lightly and said, "What did your father say?"

Yan Huaijing said, "He said it, but I didn't hear it."

Concubine Xu Xian stepped down from the seat, walked to Yan Huaijing, raised her hand and took care of Yan Huaijing's clothes: "Then why am I worrying?"

"Mother concubine." Yan Huaijing looked at her fixedly, "Is Yan Jiuchao the son of the father?"

Concubine Xu Xian paused while arranging his clothes: "Where did you hear this?"

Yan Huaijing said: "No one dares to say it in front of me, I guessed it myself."

Concubine Xu Xian smiled disdainfully: "So what? What if it isn't? A sick seedling who can't live to twenty-five years is destined not to be a stumbling block for you!"

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Chef Bao: What? Medicated food? Medicated meals are not for you! I only serve it for my grandson-in-law!

Brother Nine: Grandpa.

Chef Bao: Tu Yan╭（╯^╰）╮