"Give me a bowl of soup. You're sweating, and you're not allowed to take off your clothes." A man with a sledgehammer squeezed in.
As he spoke, he picked up a bowl and scooped the soup himself, pretending not to see the two people.
"Uncle Wu, this is the magistrate of Chang 'an. He's on good terms with Dongzhu." The woman said with a smile.
"Oh, I thought the officials were coming to bully us." The man with the sledgehammer smiled at Pei Yaoqing embarrassedly.
"It's okay. I'm glad that we can take care of each other." Pei Yaoqing waved his hand and picked up a bowl. He scooped a spoonful of soup, some minced meat, and a dozen pickled vegetables.
Fan Ai was speechless again.
He couldn't understand. He was a county magistrate of Chang 'an, a seventh-grade official. Wasn't this too much?
The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. So he also picked up a bowl to drink the soup to comfort his wounded soul.
After a mouthful of soup, he was surprised.
"Huanzhi, this soup is delicious." He said to Pei Yaoqing.
Pei Yaoqing had already grabbed the spoon and scooped it. "It's delicious."
"It wasn't the same a few days ago." The man with the sledgehammer said, "There wasn't as much meat on the bones as there is now. Without the seasoning and ginger, Zhang's village is not as rich as Dongzhu."
The woman continued, "Yes, the day before yesterday, Dongzhu came and said that the pickled vegetables stew time was short. The village took out two pots to rotate.
When Dongzhu wanted ice, the bone soup was provided by Zhuangzi. Of course, it was different.
There was chicken soup, big bone soup, melted fat, seasoning, ginger, and orange peel. "
"It must be different with Brother Yi's help." Pei Yaoqing agreed. Li Yi did things thoughtfully.
"He's rich." Fan Ai echoed. He happened to eat a small piece of ginger. Suddenly, he felt so comfortable that his pores opened.
Then he asked, "How long was it cooked?"
"It was changed every day. The bones without meat were cracked open to see if there was any marrow. If there was, give it to the children. If not, grind it into powder and feed it to the poultry."
The woman said that the bone soup rotation problem.
Then she whispered, "You don't know? If the chicken eats the bones, the eggs it lays are not soft. We don't even throw away the fish bones when we eat fish. Dongzhu says it's called calcium supplements. "
"So that's how it is." Fan Ai was the most touched. He also raised a few chickens at home in order to lay and eat eggs.
In the end, it turned out to be a soft-shelled egg. The reason was that it had no bones.
"If you say it out loud, aren't you afraid that Li Yi will be angry?" Fan Ai was suspicious. The woman couldn't be lying, right?
The woman glared at him. "Dongzhu said that the more obscure the news is, the faster it spreads. If you tell it to others like it's a secret, it won't be long before everyone knows that it was Dongzhu who spread it."
Fan Ai stared blankly. He was convinced. He wondered if the yamen could do the same in the future if it wanted to promote something that would benefit the people.
When he made a formal announcement, the people did not listen or believe him.
There was no need to rush to spread the news. It quickly spread among the people, saving them a lot of trouble and worry.
Pei Yaoqing revealed a smile, in line with Brother Yi's usual behavior.
"This bowl of soup warms the heart. I wonder where Brother Yi is?" Pei Yaoqing put down the bowl and asked.
"It is indeed heartwarming," Fan Ai admitted.
What he drank was not soup, but a peaceful and peaceful life.
"It's not noon yet. He should be in the courtyard. I don't know," the woman thought and said.
"Let's go and find Brother Yi." Pei Yaoqing bent down and put the bowl of soup in the sink with soap water.
Fan Ai quickly drank it and put it in the sink as well.
The two of them did not take the carriage and led the yamen runners to the courtyard of Zhuangzi's main house.
The yamen runners kept their knives and sticks, as if they did not want to take them out.
They were afraid that Zhuangzi had a crossbow. What if someone misunderstood and shot him to death?
The yamen runners were glad that the Ming Residence was on good terms with Zhuangzi's Dongzhu and did not want to deal with the young Dongzhu.
Otherwise, if they were sent to arrest him, they would not be able to withstand the resistance of the villagers!
It was said that Zhuangzi had good war horses and armor.
In other words, Zhuangzi had armored cavalry at the crucial moment. The main roads were so smooth that the cavalry could charge …
When they reached the empty space outside the main house, they stopped.
A man in a cotton jacket stood in the cold wind. He held a short crossbow and stood motionless.
Pei Yaoqing knew that the Emperor did not come today. Otherwise, this person would have avoided him.
Now, the line could not be easily entered.
In fact, it was fine if he went in. The other party knew him.
"Is Dongzhu in your house? Tell him that Pei Huanzhi is here to visit, "Pei Yaoqing said to the veteran.
"Dongzhu, Chang 'an County Magistrate Pei Ming is here," the guard did not move and shouted loudly.
"And me, Chang 'an County Magistrate Fan Ai, Fan Youlan," Fan Ai said quickly.
The veteran was silent and had no intention of shouting.
Fan Ai took a deep breath. A seventh rank official was a county magistrate outside. Why did he have no sense of presence in Zhuangzi?
Just as she was thinking, a eunuch came out. The eunuch had a very thin stick in his arm and two more in his hands. There was also a cloth that seemed to be unfinished.
Both of the eunuch's hands moved, his fingers moved and twirled the thread.
"Our Dongzhu is busy, please wait for half an incense." The eunuch said as his fingers moved. The thread around his waist was threaded into a stick and twirled around.
At this time, a palace maid ran out. She was not holding anything in her hands and looked.
"He Yan, quickly go in. Don't cause trouble for Dongzhu. He is a County Magistrate." The palace maid said.
"A seventh rank County Magistrate. Chang 'an County has two. Taohong, you are always afraid of trouble. "The eunuch said as he turned around.
Fan Ai realized that she was being targeted again. Yes, Chang 'an County had two County Magistrates. But how many Chang' an County Magistrates were there in the world?
You people from the palace are so unreasonable?
Pei Yaoqing smiled and sighed, "Youlan, they are saying this to me. They are blaming me for always bringing officials here."
"So what if the officials are here?" Fan Ai felt wronged. Can't the officials come and take a look?
"This Zhuangzi is different. Don't be angry with the people from the palace." Pei Yaoqing advised.
"I know. One of the eunuchs is called He Yan, and the other palace maid is called Taohong." Fan Ai said angrily.
"That is not the case. Sigh! Anyway, don't think about causing trouble for them. You have to think about why a young man from Zhuangzi, Dongzhu would have palace maids and eunuchs waiting on him. "
Pei Yaoqing said this for the last time. He felt that his colleague was looking for death. He had to consider pulling himself out of this mess. This was not the time to talk about loyalty.
Taohong listened and did not say a word.
After the two of them finished speaking, she smiled and said, "Ming Residence and Minor Residence, please wait in the courtyard. It is cold outside."
"Thank you!" Pei Yaoqing clasped his hands and walked in.
Fan Ai followed behind him unhappily. She knew that Li Yi was powerful, but she did not expect him to be this powerful.
When the two of them entered, the two eunuchs and the palace maid did not move. Taohong brought in two cups of hot orange juice.
She said, "Seeing that it is noon, the Ming Residence and Minor Residence must not be full, so there is no tea. If the tea is accompanied by snacks, you will not be able to eat later. "
Taohong's words made Fan Ai take it seriously. Drinking tea with an empty stomach was bullying the guests.
But when she thought about how it was changed to juice and not snacks, this was amazing.
At this time, Li Yi had finished his work. Just now, he had applied pressure to stop the bleeding after suturing the cadaver.
Normally, a living person would need to apply pressure for about fifteen minutes. He followed the procedure and applied pressure, even though the cadaver did not bleed.
When he heard the bell, he ignored it.
If it was a patient who had just undergone surgery, would he throw it out?
When it was time, he released his hand and put the cadaver back.
He took off his clothes and washed his hands. He felt that he had learned a lot.
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