Ding Tian's Ancient Life

The elderly should eat a light diet in order to live a long and healthy life.

What's more, this old man is as fat as a ball, and he eats big fish and meat, and never taboos.

Seriously, you should eat a light diet instead of eating big meat buns and drinking jujube porridge.

Jujubes are very good for generating blood and tonifying qi. Patients with high blood pressure can't even eat a mouthful of red dates, and their blood pressure will rise immediately after eating.

Salted fish, salted duck egg yolk, the salt content is still high, this old man is in his 70s and almost [-], and he still eats that?

There is a lot of oil and salt without paying attention to maintenance, and some dragon essence and tiger pills to add to the fun, and there is a little daughter-in-law who is like a wolf and a tiger... Where can I go if I don't die suddenly?

After listening to Ding Tian's deduction, the Zhang family was dumbfounded for a long time before realizing that the old man really did it by himself.

But Mr. Zhang looked at his little mother several times, and Mrs. Zhang started crying again, looking like a shrew.

Mrs. Zhang was much calmer, Ding Tian asked her again: "So what did you have for dinner last night?"

"In the evening, I ate braised mutton, fried shredded pork with leeks, white rice, and steamed egg custard."

"Is there no such thing as ginseng soup?" Jin Buhuan asked her, "Ginseng chicken soup?"

"When the old man ordered food yesterday, he didn't ask for this." Mrs. Zhang said, "The big kitchen didn't prepare ginseng."

"The old man drank ginseng and chicken soup at night..." Jin Buhuan said a little sullenly: "And he drank it before going to bed... Then for dinner, he ate mutton, something hot and dry... Hehe, man, he was caught in the middle of the night I can't sleep because of the fever, but when I get up, I will show off my glory......,,

It turned out that he couldn't succeed, so he took two small pills... It's no wonder he didn't die.

Master Zhang's face was distorted and he ordered the housekeeper Zhang: "Take people to the small kitchen and ask them who made the ginseng chicken soup!"

"Yes!" Butler Zhang quickly took the man away.

"Small kitchen?" Ding Tian glanced at Master Zhang suspiciously, the meaning was obvious, and he wanted to give an explanation.

"Originally, we ate together in the big kitchen... But later, my mother disliked the food from the big kitchen being cold, and it is better to eat the stir-fried dishes as soon as they are out of the pan. So here is a small kitchen, where I can make some snacks, Side dishes and the like..." Mrs. Zhang said, "It's also for the convenience of the two old people...."

Butler Zhang reminded in a low voice: "The old lady has to eat something good every day, ranging from soup made with ginseng and ganoderma, to braised pork... if there is less, she will start cursing..."

The whole family was also tortured enough, but the small kitchen in the back garden made the others feel uncomfortable, so...the main house also had its own small kitchen, and the five large courtyards also had their own small kitchens.

Therefore, the Zhang family has seven small kitchens and one large kitchen.

But anyone who can have a small kitchen has the final say in the Zhang family.

"Is there something wrong with ginseng chicken soup?"

"Ginseng is originally a great tonic, but the old man's sudden death was caused by various reasons." Jin Buhuan tried his best to say as much as possible.

some.

It's really that the food this old man eats is a bit too complicated, plus it's soup and small pills...

"Is it you who gave the old man ginseng chicken soup?" The first thing that Mr. Zhang looked at was Mrs. Zhang.

"Fart!" Mrs. Zhang exploded like a powder keg, "Ginseng is heavier than silver.

If I want to drink a little, I have to send someone to you to open a note, so that I can open the warehouse to get ginseng. Guarding my wife is stricter than guarding against thieves...!

"

Mr. Zhang had a sullen face, looking at Mrs. Zhang as if he had been poisoned.

"Old lady, did you order ginseng chicken soup yesterday?" Ding Tian asked old lady Zhang with the corners of his mouth twitching.

If the two of them were allowed to keep fighting like this, they probably wouldn't even have dinner, and they would have to spend here for an unknown amount of time. "No!" The old lady Zhang curled her lips: "I'm tired of drinking ginseng and chicken soup all day long. I was thinking of changing it to peach gum and white fungus soup. Who still drinks ginseng?"

"Look at the small kitchen here, who made ginseng chicken soup." Tian Butou immediately sent someone to the small kitchen.

After a while, the cook from the small kitchen was brought over. The chubby cook had the charm of the Zhang family, but she was a girl, and no matter who she was or what she was doing, she would kneel first. Kowtow down.

"Did you make ginseng chicken soup yesterday?" Tian Tutou asked her, "Who asked you to make it?"

"My servant made ginseng chicken soup and boiled it for a long time." The cook said tremblingly: "It was the golden lady in the kitchen who asked this servant to make it. She needed to put a whole old hen and a handful of ginseng slices, one by one. It's as big as the belly of a thumb!"

"If Mrs. Jin tells you to do it, you do it. If she tells you to die, why don't you die?" Mrs. Zhang was the first to scream, "I put the ginseng slices in stock for Cheng Cheng's body. It was actually used? You..."

After a swearing speech, the cook was scolded bloody.

It seems that he is in a hurry.

Ding Tian asked Butler Zhang: "Where is Mrs. Jin?"

"Stay in the side room over the kitchen at the back." Mrs. Zhang said with a grim face, but Mrs. Zhang had an even more grim face.

too.

Tian Butou didn't care about this, and directly ordered people to bring him.

After a long while, a middle-aged woman was twisted and pulled over by the yamen servants, and the old woman kept wailing: "Let go of me! Do you know who I am? I am my wife's companion... I am my wife's wet nurse. Daughter...you guys...hey kiss!"

"Catcher, it's her!" The two catchers quickly said, "She asked the cook to make ginseng chicken soup!"

Before Catcher Tian asked, Mrs. Zhang came over and started fighting with Mrs. Jin with all her teeth and claws: "Well, you heartless old bastard, you are used to domineering under my nose, and you dare to murder the master! Use my Participate in the film, that is my sincerity... you...!"

Even though Mrs. Jin might seem like a servant, she was extremely powerful in fighting. She tied with Mrs. Zhang: "What do you think you are? The old man is gone. The old man in this family is the biggest. You are a widow..."

The two of them fought with no regard for face, Mr. Zhang rolled his eyes angrily, and almost lost his anger!

"Pull away! Pull away!" Ding Tian hurriedly commanded his hands to pull the two shrews away.The two clawed out all fours, their clothes were scratched and their hair was messed up.

Ding Tian admired Mrs. Zhang very much, so he tore them apart. The first was Mrs. Zhang, and the second was the golden lady.

"Who is Mrs. Jin? How can someone make ginseng chicken soup?" Ding Tian asked old lady Zhang.

"She may be impatient, didn't you hear what she said? She is the wife's companion, and even the daughter of the wife's nanny. She flirts with the old man all day long... Bah!" Old lady Zhang has strong hands-on skills, but also the ability to move her mouth. Very sharp: "What about the wife's companion? The wife who is a daughter-in-law asks her companion to seduce the old man? What a shameless thing! You are showing off in my yard because you are sent by the wife What? What!"

Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes and fainted immediately!

My own companion seduced her father-in-law, if she said this, would her reputation still be lost?

In particular, the Zhang family is a scholarly family, and they are very strict in this regard. As the wife in charge, I will have no face to face others in the future.

Over there, Jing Tian had already asked the cook and the fire girl in the kitchen, and they all said that Mrs. Jin is the housekeeper of the small kitchen here, because she is familiar with the wife, she is the daughter of the wife's nanny, and married a steward of the Zhang family. The steward died after five years of marriage, leaving behind a son who is not in good health. She managed the small kitchen job because she begged her wife to get it, because the small kitchen is full of oil and water, and she can pretend to be a tiger on weekdays Let the small kitchen cook something good, and leave a bowl for her, so that she can take it back to replenish her son's body.

"Why do you let the small kitchen cook ginseng and chicken soup?" Tian Jing asked Mrs. Jin.

"I... this is what the old lady wants..." Mrs. Jin said nonsense: "Why don't the old lady make it for him, but let the servants make it..."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Zhang retorted in a clear voice: "The old man hasn't drank ginseng chicken soup for many years. He is not enough to make up for it. Only my son and I are sincere about drinking ginseng chicken soup. Everyone in the yard knows."

Mrs. Jin panicked, and Tian Jing snorted: "Tell the truth! Otherwise, if you are a slave, I will punish you on the spot and beat you to death! The Zhang family will not let you go, don't count on Mrs. Zhang, she is also the Zhang family the housewife."

Moreover, Mrs. Zhang passed out, and Jin Buhuan is being rescued there.

"If you don't tell me, you will be punished!" Ding Tian babbled, "What kind of whip, tiger stool, pepper water... I heard that female prisoners are tortured by stripping their clothes... piercing them with embroidery needles...."

What he said was unremarkable, and Tian Butou and the others shivered when they heard it.

Mrs. Jin was in Zhang's house on weekdays, and she also saw servants who made mistakes, how they were dealt with by the master's family, and Zhang's family valued rules the most, so there were many ways to deal with people.

Not to mention the yamen, although she has never been there, she has seen some operas, and knows that the various methods in the yamen are more ruthless than those at home, and she was immediately frightened.

"Speak, slave! Say, slave!" Wiping her tears, Mrs. Jin began to say, "The son of slave's family is not in good health, and this is the only servant I have.

A son has to be raised with medicine, and it has to be a great tonic such as ginseng.

When the master, he ate stewed chicken with ginseng every three to five times, and the servants could fill a bowl and take it back for his son to drink...

"

This woman is not a quiet master. At first, she divided some from Mrs. Zhang's pot, and then divided it in half. However, Mrs. Zhang is a powerful character. After getting some people's hearts, she naturally took a closer look at the luscious place like the small kitchen, but Mrs. Jin is Mrs. Zhang's person, and she felt superior to others, so she used some tricks to protect her own three-acre land. It's a pity that she is a servant after all, and Mrs. Zhang doesn't like to drink ginseng chicken soup anymore, so there is no need to cook soup in the kitchen.

Ginseng is a precious thing. Mrs. Zhang drank it every three to five days, and then only drank it once every ten days and a half months. This left Mrs. Jin with nowhere to profit.

Mrs. Jin found another way, Mrs. Zhang... is old at heart, this Mrs. Jin is no worse than Mrs. Zhang when she dresses up, and a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is worse than stealing. Stealing is worse than not being able to steal.

Mrs. Jin was extremely flirtatious in the pit. Old Mrs. Zhang’s Dragon Essence and Tiger Pill was made by Mrs. Jin. This Mrs. Jin became very happy immediately after being favored. She spent the whole day drinking and drinking in the kitchen. All the ganoderma soup is made for my son to eat.

She is the wife's companion, the daughter of the wife's nanny, and a widow. She has an affair with the old man, and the old lady Zhang can't do anything about it, so... this guy started to domineering in the backyard.

Not to mention being caught now, that ginseng chicken soup was one of the causes of Mrs. Zhang's sudden death.

Mrs. Zhang woke up now, but her complexion was pale, even if she was covered in mouths, she couldn't tell clearly.

Ding Tian glanced at the old lady Zhang, and found that there was resentment in the woman's eyes. Although the expression was mournful, in fact, there was a bit of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth.

Is this old man sudden death or murder?

Ding Tian became suspicious, and pointed at humanity: "Since you have doubts, why don't you take them all back to the government office for a trial."

Jing Tian was a little surprised by Ding Tian's voice, and Zhang's family was even more surprised. Their family's report to the official was true, but they didn't expect the trouble to be so big. The Zhang family still valued family style....