After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

"Why don't you leave Si Yun by Chu Shao's side, Your Highness?"

After Si Yun finished writing what Huai Zhen wanted, Murong You took the opportunity to rescue Si Yun from the cage.

Huai Zhen took his eyes away from the four pages of paper, glanced at Si Yun who had retreated outside the hall, and then noticed that the several wounds on his face had healed, and almost no traces could be seen.

In just a few days, only Miracle Doctor Murong can heal the injury to this extent.

"You have selfishness towards him." This is not a question.

Murong You: "His throat injury is rare, I want to try new medicine on him."

As for selfishness, he did not answer directly.

For the sake of the four pages in his hand and the good characters taught by Chu Shao himself, Huai Zhen felt a little kind: "He doesn't need to go back to the prison, there are many vacant mansions in the city, find a prison nearby He is still under strict guard, and he is not allowed to go out, but he should be fed and clothed, and treated as a guest."

"As for letting him return to Chu Shao." The light in King Yu's eyes dimmed, "We can't let him touch Chu Shao."

Si Yun didn't know that Chu Shao was bewitched, and Huai Zhen's goal hadn't been fully achieved, so naturally he couldn't put such an unstable factor around him.

Murong You knew that this kind of treatment was already a kindness from King Yu, so he didn't dare to ask too much.

Si Yun found out where he was going outside the hall. He glanced at Murong You, and tentatively signed sign language. His sign language was created by himself, and only Chu Shao could understand it.

Murong looked at it for a long time and didn't understand what the little mute wanted. He didn't have a pen and paper at hand at the moment. After thinking about it, he stretched out his right hand in front of Si Yun and spread it out: "Write it on the palm of my hand."

Si Yun then used his index finger to write on the palm of Murong You's hand. His strength was not heavy, and Murong You's palm was itchy when he scratched it.

"I, think, look, look, sir."

This was a bit difficult, Murong You went in on his behalf to ask Huai Zhen for instructions.

Huai Zhen was still pondering over the four pages when he heard Si Yun's request, and Chu Shao just fell asleep again.

Thinking of his loyalty to Chu Shao, Huai Zhen allowed Si Yun to stand by the screen and take a look from afar.

Chu Shao just fell asleep, he was lying on his side, Si Yun could just see his side face.

Murong was glad to have untied the thin silk on Chu Shao's forehead last night, and the scar between his eyebrows was just covered by fine hair. Si Yun stood far away, so he couldn't see the wound clearly. He only saw the scar on Chu Shao's body. The quilt was tightly covered, and there was an earth dragon beside the bed for heating. It was cold these days, but the inner hall was as warm as spring.

Murong You said: "Your son is well fed and warmly dressed here, don't worry."

Si Yunyi reluctantly took a second look before giving up. He walked up to Huai Zhen, knelt down on both knees, and saluted him solemnly.

Without words, Huai Zhen could guess that he was probably thanking himself.

If Si Yun knew that just a few days ago, His Royal Highness King Yu coaxed Chu Shao to kowtow to him until his head was covered with blood and passed out for three days, I am afraid that today he would not kneel down, but punch hard.

His Royal Highness King Yu was very guilty, raised his hand to let Si Yun get up, and then ordered him to be taken down quickly.

At the same time, Ning Yuanqiu brought a piece of news that annoyed Huaizhen: the decree to reduce taxes by [-]% can only stimulate small stalls and hawkers, and those shops and restaurants with good appearances have accumulated a certain amount of financial resources themselves. But no, they would rather pay more taxes, but also support their backs.

If you really want to take advantage of the interests of these medium and large merchants, I am afraid that taxation must be exempted.

Such a move would treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If Qizhou could not pay the taxes, then the vested interests of recovering the city would be completely compromised.

Huai Zhen thought about it, and quickly grasped the root of the problem: "If a group of sheep walk in one direction, the problem must be with the leader. This group of merchants are so tacit, there must be a leader secretly. Organize ventilation and tame the leader, I don't believe that the city will not be able to open a market."

"Your Highness means...?"

"Fanxianglou is the most prestigious merchant in Nanqi." In the past few days, Huaizhen has figured out the situation in Qizhou City. He said, "The boss is kind and generous. Obviously the most likely leader."

Ning Yuanqiu: "Catch and kill this 'sheep'?"

"No, this king wants to convince people with virtue." King Yu looked at the second page written by Si Yun, and there was also the famous Fanxiang Tower on it, and he thought Chu Shao was a frequent visitor here.

"Let someone go to Fanxiang Building to invite a chef to come. If you don't come, you will be arrested, and if you can't be caught, you will be tied up."

Ning Yuanqiu: What about convincing people with virtue? !

Tu Wei at the door took orders to do it.

Tu Wei was a fierce-looking man, and when he stopped at the entrance of Fanxianglou, all the staff in charge of the restaurant were so frightened that their legs went limp.

Silent protest is one thing, but if the officers and soldiers are really recruited, these little ordinary people are naturally still afraid.

Tu Wei expressed his intention: "Hand over the best chef in your shop."

A middle-aged man with a round figure was pushed out by the manager, who said, "This is a living sign in our building, Chef Wang Zhengwang."

Wang Zhengqiang smiled happily, bowed down and said hello to Tu Wei.

Tu Wei mentioned Wang Zheng to the imperial dining room in Nangong. The imperial kitchen had run away, and now all the chefs in charge were military cooks.

Wang Zheng, the fat man, was the petite one among them.

He thought he was caught as a helper, but he didn't expect that the group of cooks gave him the kitchen directly.

Tu Wei said: "My lord asked you to cook some Nanqi's special dishes. They don't interfere with you, they just help you. If you have any orders, just say it. As long as you cook this meal tonight, you will naturally be rewarded."

Looking at the cleaned pot and the various fresh ingredients prepared on the table, Wang Zheng finally calmed down a little.

After all, this is the Imperial Dining Room, the highest palace in the hearts of all cooks. It is a great honor to be able to cook here - if Nanqi did not perish, the honor would be even greater.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, he did not dare to disobey that King Yu's order.

He set out to cook the most common dishes in Fanxianglou. He was a little uncomfortable at first, but when the oil in the pan was hot, the cook's instinct was aroused. After a while, the guard at the door came Smell an attractive fragrance.

The group of cooks under Huaizhen also concentrated on fighting, and did not disturb Wang Zheng's performance.

The fish soup in the pot comes out first.

Seeing that the group of Zhongqin's cooks were all concentrating on helping him, and no one was paying attention to him for the time being, Wang Zheng glanced at the door again. Although the guards were patrolling, they didn't look into the kitchen.

Wang Zheng seized this opportunity and took out a small handful of lime from his pocket—he had taken it from the stove in the kitchen of Fanxianglou before he was brought here.

When people face unknown dangers, they always want to grab something familiar to defend themselves.

The target of the kitchen knife and iron spoon is too big, so I have to grab a handful of lime. If it is really dangerous, throwing it in the enemy's eyes can still buy a little chance to escape.

Now it seems that there is no such danger.

He was so bold that he had other thoughts.

This lime is sprinkled into the soup, and it will not attack immediately. It usually takes a day or two before the abdominal pain is unbearable.

He thought gloomily: If that majestic King Yu drank this bowl of fish soup, he would definitely have diarrhea and collapse! !

Because it didn't happen immediately after eating food, this matter must not be held to him.

With that in mind, he sprinkled lime into the hot fish soup.

The dusty lime quickly melted into the milky white thick soup, and after stirring it with a spoon, there was no abnormality at all. At most, there was a burnt taste, but he could explain that Nanqi's fish soup is this taste.

"My lord, the fish soup is ready!" He shouted to the guards waiting outside.

The person who came in to get the soup was an old servant with a kind face, who looked like someone close to King Yu.

Wen Yan took out a silver needle and tried the fish soup. Everything was as usual, so he picked up the plate himself, and before taking the fish soup away, he turned around and asked, "Can the spines of this perch be removed?"

Wang Zheng murmured in his heart: What a noble King Yu, he can't even pick the thorns anymore, and he argued respectfully on his face: "The perch has few bones, if you pick the thorns, it will affect the deliciousness of the fish."

After hearing this, Wen Yan said: "Then I have to tell Mr. Chu to eat carefully."

"Wait!!" Wang Zheng rushed forward to stop Wen Yan, "Eunuch just said, who is this soup for?"

Wen Yan didn't know why he reacted like this: "This fish soup is for Chu Shao."

"Chu Shao? This is for Chu Shao?!" Wang Zheng was stunned for a moment.

Wen Yan walked around him, ready to serve the fish soup while it was still hot.

Wang Zheng quickly stopped in front of him again, almost hitting the soup.

Wen Yan was slightly angry: "What are you doing in such a hurry!?"

This movement also alarmed the guards outside.

Wang Zhengqiang calmed down, put his hands on the food plate: "Elder-in-law, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to add salt to this soup."

Wen Yan: "How can a restaurant chef forget to add salt?"

"Isn't this..." Wang Zheng deliberately glanced at the guard at the door, "This is the first time for me to cook for a nobleman, and I was so terrified that I forgot it for a while."

Wen Yan didn't blame much, so he had to return the fish soup to him, ready to let him add the salt before taking it away. Unexpectedly, as soon as the fish soup arrived in Wang Zheng's hands, he suddenly staggered and dropped the whole bowl of fish soup on the ground. It's on the ground!

It took a whole fresh sea bass to stew for an hour to get such a bowl of milky white thick soup. Now the bowl was dropped and the fish soup was completely destroyed.

"you?!"

"Forgive me, father-in-law, the small ones are not intentional."

Wen Yan: "What's the use of my forgiveness! The prince is still waiting for this soup!!"

"Redo the little one immediately! Redo this one!"

"There is only one bass today." Huaizhen's imperial cook reminded, meaning that the fish on the ground was ruined, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to make a second bowl of fish soup today.

Wang Zheng boldly asked: "Is this fish soup Chu...Mr. Chu ordered to eat?"

Wen Yan: "This fish soup is used to nourish Mr. Chu's body. I heard that you can make good soup, so the prince invited you here. I don't want you to be so fussy!"

Wang Zheng immediately said: "Since it is the fish soup that Chu Shao wants to eat, I will definitely make this soup today!!"

Someone poured cold water on him: "The market in the city has been closed for many days, and there is no place to buy fish if you have money. You can catch one, but it will take too much effort."

Zhongqin has a huge storehouse of grain and grass, which is enough to feed the entire army for half a year. They do not rely on Nanqi's market, but if they can't buy fresh fish, they can only send people to catch them. It takes a lot of work, so compared to pigs, cattle, sheep and chickens that can be raised in captivity, fish is rare and expensive.

There is no place to buy ready-made fish now, and it will take at least an hour to send someone to catch one back and forth, which seems to delay the matter.

Wang Zheng calmly said, "Masters, please come with me, I will take you to the city to buy!"

He is the chef of Fanxianglou, no one has more research on eating than him, and naturally he knows which fish shop in Nanqi City has the most delicious fish and which one sells the freshest vegetables.

The common people closed the market to the outside world, but secretly circulated large and small transactions internally, and only veterans like Wang Zheng knew about these secret transactions.

He took four army chefs to buy three plump fresh fish from Li's house in the east of the city, fresh vegetables pulled from the field to Zhang's house in the north of the city, and went to a department store in the south of the city to buy Nanqi fish. Unique tea.

He familiarly knocked on many stores that had been closed for many days to thank customers, explaining that he came to buy ingredients for cooking for Chu Shao, and those merchants immediately sold the best ingredients in the store at the lowest price, and the boss insisted I bought a thousand-year-old ginseng, saying that adding it to the soup can nourish the body.

The four cooks from Zhongqin were secretly surprised. Yu Wang tried his best and failed to restore Nanqi's market to normal, but Wang Zheng just borrowed Chu Shao's name and knocked on everyone's door.

Chu Shao is more useful than money in Nanqi folk.

Because someone led the way, they purchased all the ingredients in just half an hour. Wang Zheng was in charge of the spoon again, carefully handling the bones of the fish, and every dish he cooked was a secret dish that Fanxianglou only entertained distinguished guests. Chu Shao used to love Biluo shrimp most, so he arranged them together.