return to the garden

Tang Yue glanced at the door, and saw a girl holding the door frame and looking inside, which made people feel unhappy.

"Young master?" Seeing that the young master was silent, Zhigui thought he hadn't heard, so he called out again.

Looking at the material of the clothes that the man changed, Zhigui knew that he was rich again, and most likely a powerful one. She wanted to cast a wide net, so she habitually hooked up.

In fact, although Liao Qing is a master of Juren, he is still a moneymaker, but he seems to have no idea about Zhigui at all, and Zhang Xiaolin is just a poor boy. Now that a better one is coming, Zhigui can't hold back up.

"There's no need for anyone to serve you here." Tang Yuechao waved his hand unhappily.

His family is aristocratic, and he can tell at a glance that Zhigui's clothes are made by maids, and he can also tell that Zhigui doesn't look like an honest person, but his family has strict rules, and he hates this kind of woman the most.

Zhigui walked away resentfully, going to the kitchen to help Nanny Song cook together.

"I asked you to deliver a medicine. The master has finished drinking and brought back the medicine bowl. You haven't come back yet, what can you do!" Nanny Song reprimanded Zhigui with a stern face.

After all, she is her own daughter, if she can avoid detours, Nanny Song definitely wants to give him a hand.

Zhigui rolled her eyes, straightened her temples, and didn't care what her mother said, just doing her own thing.

……

After dinner was over, Zhigui went to the study to ask the two masters to have dinner.

Liao Qing went to wake Zhang Xiaoli up.

Zhang Xiaoli fell into a drowsy sleep, sweating all over, and his fever subsided a little.

"Will Xiaoli eat in the room or go out..." Liao Qing asked, but changed his mind when he saw Zhang Xiaoli was not feeling well, "Let me help you bring the food."

Zhang Xiaoli's fever subsided, but his mouth was still bitter, and his whole body was limp, and it was not easy to go out for a shower, so he nodded and asked Liao Qing to help bring the food.

The bed table was set up, and Liao Qing just put a tray of meals on it.

When Zhang Xiaoli was sick, Nanny Song cooked some light dishes, boiled fish porridge, some light side dishes, and some hot and sour vegetables to appetize Zhang Xiaoli.

Zhang Xiaoli likes the fish porridge the most. He didn't expect that porridge can be salty, and fish can be used to cook porridge, but it is really fragrant and delicious.

Fish porridge is not difficult to say. Use a pinch of starch, an egg white and some fine salt to marinate fish fillets for a quarter of an hour. Wash the greens and cut them into shreds. Soak the shiitake mushrooms, wash them and blanch them in hot water. Chop shiitake mushrooms into minced green onions, cut shallots into minced green onions, put water in the pot to boil, add rice and cook together, when the rice porridge is almost cooked, add marinated grass carp slices, stir evenly and bring to a boil.Then add shredded green onion and ginger, stir evenly, simmer on low heat for half an hour, before leaving the pot, pour in the minced shiitake mushrooms that have been blanched in water, cook for a while, then add shredded lettuce and stir evenly, and finally drop 7 drops of sesame oil. When it was served, the porridge was mellow, the fish fillets were tender, salty and delicious.

Zhang Xiaoli ate happily, so Liao Qing waited for him to finish, packed up his food and went out to eat.

Zhang Xiaolin was still waiting, the two of them finished their meal, and then went to bring a bowl of fish porridge to Tang Yuechao. Compared with Zhang Xiaoli's tray, Liao Qing also added an extra plate of candied fruit for Zhang Xiaoli's sweet mouth configuration, which is really a bit Poor feeling.

After taking a sip of porridge, Tang Yuechao became anxious, and only talked to Liao Qing after she finished drinking.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, my lord..." Tang Yuechao cupped his hands at Liao Qing.

In his opinion, Liao Qing is capable, and saving him again is enough for him to put down his dignity and treat each other with courtesy.

Liao Qing waved his hand.

"I don't know what your plan is next?" When to leave.

"It will take two days to raise me, so I will find a way to inform the servants to help take me back. In these two days, I will disturb you son." Tang Yuechao smiled embarrassedly.

Two days, Liao Qing has no objection, anyway, it won't delay the matter, even if it's troublesome, it won't last long.

"Okay, I don't know the name of the young master?" Tang Yuechao adjusted his posture, and Liao Qing saw that he was struggling, so he went up to give him a hand.

"Liao Qing." That's all, Liao Qing didn't introduce much.

"Next to Tang Yuechao." Tang Yuechao didn't ask further.

Liao Qing raised his eyebrows. The surname "Tang" can be regarded as the imperial surname in this dynasty.

People didn't ask more questions, so Liao Qing naturally didn't intend to ask more questions. After talking in a friendly manner for a while, Liao Qing left.

Anyway, after confirming that there is no harm to people, there is no need to continue the awkward chat. It is very interesting to go to the study to give Zhang Xiaoli a walk, and it is also very good to read a book to Zhang Xiaoli. There is no need to waste such a long paragraph time to chat with people.

Zhang Xiaolin went to practice calligraphy as a matter of course. Liao Qing gave him a few words every day, and his calligraphy improved by leaps and bounds. The faster he improved, the more enthusiastic he became about practicing calligraphy. Whenever he had time, he would go to the study to write, every day The paper used for calligraphy practice every day can write half a knife.

Liao Qing went to see how Zhang Xiaoli was doing.

Liao Qing went in and Zhang Xiaoli was still sleeping. Liao Qing touched Zhang Xiaoli's head, but found that the fever had subsided and he was sleeping more peacefully, so he didn't disturb Zhang Xiaoli's sleep anymore. He took his carving tools and went to the study room to carve Zhang Xiaoli Red steps shake.

Zhang Xiaolin was very happy when he saw him coming, so he just asked Brother Liao about something he didn't understand.

The two get along quite harmoniously.

It was getting dark, and Zhang Xiaoli finally woke up. Although her whole body was still a little limp and uncomfortable, she was already much better, so she asked Nanny Song to prepare the bath water to wash off the sweat first.

After taking a bath, it was time to eat. Liao Qing was about to bring Zhang Xiaoli a meal in when he saw Zhang Xiaoli coming out of the bath with some hot steam. Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes.

"Why just take a bath, is it cold or not, and don't get typhoid fever again." Liao Qing nagged a few words.

Zhang Xiaoli smiled obediently and looked at Liao Qing, "I feel uncomfortable from sweating, I asked Nanny Song to heat up the water."

Liao Qing went to rub Zhang Xiaoli's hair, it was a bit damp, but it was steamed and unwashed, so it was considered proper.

Zhigui put the plate of burritos with vegetables on the table, and Liao Qing ordered him to deliver some food to Tang Yuechao.

"Just bring something light and easy to digest." If Tang Yuechao's wound irritated it, it might not be very good.

Zhigui responded, lowering her eyebrows and raising her eyes, showing the style she trained hard.

It's a pity that when the blind man was cast winking, Liao Qing didn't even look at her. Instead, Zhang Xiaoli cast a veiled glance at Zhigui, his eyes were as scary as knives.

Zhigui was taken aback, and didn't dare to look around. She winked and went to the kitchen to tidy up and deliver food to Tang Yuechao.

Liao Qing didn't know this crop, so he ate happily.

The burritos for dinner are thin, translucent, but very chewy, and they are delicious when rolled up.

For the rolled dishes, Grandma Song prepared scrambled eggs, fried sliced ​​rabbit meat, boiled bean sprouts, fried spicy shredded pork, mixed wild vegetables, finely chopped green onion and ginger, and a plate of particularly fragrant chili oil.

When eating, spread out the burritos, put your favorite vegetables on top, apply some chili oil, roll them up, and take a bite. It’s delicious and satisfying. Zhang Xiaolin ate happily, with a stick of burrito on the side of his mouth. circle of chilli oil.

The porridge that comes with it is a porridge made from several kinds of beans and rice. There are red beans, mung beans, and peas with some black rice added. It is very fragrant, and it is delicious with burritos.

Liao Qing felt that he was going to get tired of this kind of happy life of landlord Lao Cai.

Zhang Xiaoli's appetite improved and his mood improved, so he ate and chatted with Liao Qing.

"When the one in the house is picked up in two days, we will set off for Yunzhou, and come back after two or three months to see the progress of the village, and we can live in it when we come back. How does Xiaoli think? "Liao Qing rolled a light burrito for Zhang Xiaoli and handed it to Zhang Xiaoli's mouth.

Zhang Xiaoli took a bite, took it embarrassedly, and nodded indiscriminately.

The two of them planned well, but it's a pity——

"I can't get in touch with my servant for the time being." Tang Yuechao embarrassedly half leaned on the bed and half sat, his words were really embarrassing.

That's unexpected, even the messenger was killed, so that he couldn't get the news out.

"Then Mr. Tang, is there any other way, I'll deliver the letter for you again." Liao Qing shook the newly changed gold-painted wealth and honor flower fan.

Tang Yuechao's eyes focused on the fan in Liao Qing's hand.

He has good eyesight, and he can tell at a glance that the fan is a good thing. He has grown so big, and he has never seen such a delicate and good thing.

He grew up in the palace, and he could not stop seeing good things since he was a child, but he never expected that in such a rural family, he could actually see such good things. Tang Yuechao became cautious towards Liao Qing.

"This... I was kidnapped from Yunzhou, and my subordinates are still in Yunzhou. If it is convenient for Mr. Liao, send someone to take me to Yunzhou. I will thank Mr. Liao if I find my servants." Tang Yuechao could only think of it. Such a way.

Yunzhou——Liao Qing had a second thought, anyway, he and Zhang Xiaoli were also going to Yunzhou, and it was not difficult to pick someone up by the way, just to throw out this hot potato.

"It just so happens that Xiaoli and I are going to play in Yunzhou in a few days. If Mr. Tang doesn't mind, we can go together." Brother Liao put away his fan.

Tang Yuechao looked at the carving on the uppermost fan bone of the folded fan, and discovered for the first time that she still likes fans.

In the past, I always watched those people who claimed to be romantic and talented, shaking their fans in the winter, and always respecting and thanking them for holding a fan in their hands. I never thought that I would still like a fan.

Tang Yuechao thought in his heart that when he arrived in Yunzhou, if Liao Qing was willing, he could buy it at a high price, it was rare to like something.

After the two discussed it, Liao Qing went to tell Zhang Xiaoli about it. Zhang Xiaoli hadn't met Tang Yuechao before, and only knew that he was a nobleman, so he didn't object, and nodded obediently.

The two discussed which day would be better to leave.