Speaking of this, the young prince's face was full of resentment. He was a big man, but there was a 'Jing' in his name.
When he was in school, if it wasn't for his high status, he would have been laughed at by others.
However, when other people said that there was a 'Jing' in his name, the young prince was particularly unhappy. But when Jiujiu ridiculed his name, the young prince felt particularly warm and even a little happy.
Jiujiu didn't have any sense of hierarchy. She treated the high officials and nobles in the eyes of others equally. As for the common people, Jiujiu didn't look down on them. This way of getting along made the young prince feel particularly comfortable. He liked to approach Jiujiu more and more.
Although Jiujiu only had five tables a day and wouldn't steal Chun Feng Lou's business, Jiujiu only had five tables. It was much more than what they earned after working hard for a whole day.
Lin Guangye felt as if he had eaten a big basket of lemons. It was extremely sour.
As for Lin Xiao, although she wasn't as sour as Lin Guangye about Jiujiu's behavior, she felt that she was insulted.
As a cook, there was naturally no one who didn't want to eat at her restaurant. All the diners liked her cooking.
However, Jiujiu's way of doing things made the diners who came to eat at her restaurant look like they couldn't eat at Jiujiu's restaurant, so they had to settle for the next best thing. It really made her unhappy.
On this day, Jiujiu finished the last table of dishes. After cleaning up, she remembered that Wang Cuilian said yesterday that she wanted to eat mung bean cakes in the east of the city. After closing the door, she took some money and went to the east of the city to buy mung bean cakes for Wang Cuilian.
As soon as she arrived at the east of the city, Jiujiu was spotted by the young prince who came out to play.
Like the Old Duke, the Young Duke liked to eat very much. When he saw Jiujiu who could make delicious food, he naturally felt very close to her. He introduced Jiujiu to his group of friends, saying that Jiujiu was under his protection and that they should take care of her in the future.
Everyone around the young Marquis was as astute as a monkey. They quickly patted their chests and promised that they would take good care of Jiujiu.
Jiujiu and the Young Marquis entertained for a while, and when they went back, the sky was already dark.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Young Duke ordered his men to send Jiujiu home.
Jiujiu carried the pastries that the Young Marquis had someone buy for her and thanked the Young Marquis's coachman before returning home.
When she reached home, Jiujiu first sent the pastries she bought to Wang Cuilian's room. When she was about to wash up and go to bed, she heard a 'thud'. It was the sound of a heavy object falling from a high place and hitting the ground.
Jiujiu thought that it was the meat that she had hung on the beam to dry. But when she went out, she saw a man dressed in black lying on the ground, covered in blood.
Jiujiu looked down at the surroundings. It was quiet all around and there was no trace of a fight. There was also no blood in the courtyard. Rather than saying that the man ran over by himself, it was better to say that someone carried the man and threw him directly into her courtyard.
Jiujiu looked down at the unconscious man lying on the ground. She lifted her leg and kicked the man.
With Jiujiu's kick, the man groaned in pain, but he did not wake up.
And with Jiujiu's kick, the man bled. It was obvious that Jiujiu had kicked the man's wound.
With the help of the moonlight, Jiujiu could clearly see that the man's face was turning pale little by little.
Jiujiu looked up at the quiet room and sighed. She bent down to pick up the man and walked towards the guest room.
The man's clothes had long been soaked in blood. As the blood coagulated, the clothes also became stiff.
If she wanted to bandage the man's wound, she could not keep the clothes.
Jiujiu turned back into the room and took out a pair of scissors. She cut the man's clothes open and then examined the man's wound under the candlelight.
There were two big wounds on the man's body. The biggest one was so deep that his bones could be seen.
Fortunately, these two wounds were not fatal. At most, they would only make the man suffer a little.
After making sure that the man's wound would not kill him, Jiujiu went to the kitchen to get the hot water she used to wash up. She washed the blood off the man's body with a clean towel and used the wound ointment and gauze she made to bandage the man's wound.
As the white, powdery ointment was sprinkled on the man's wound, the man's eyebrows furrowed little by little. His face turned even paler quickly.
After Jiujiu bandaged the man's wound, the man's forehead was covered in a thin layer of cold sweat.
After bandaging the man's wound, Jiujiu bent down to carry the man to the bed. She covered him with a blanket and turned to go outside to brew the medicine.
Generally, external injuries would have a fever on the first day even if they were bandaged. The man's injury was so serious that he would definitely have a fever. He had to drink fever medicine.
After Jiujiu finished brewing the medicine, she pinched the man's nose and poured it down his throat. She tidied up the room and went out. It was already late at night.
Looking at the big and bright full moon, Jiujiu let out a long sigh. She casually tidied up the room and went back to sleep.
Early the next morning, Jiujiu woke up and washed up. She cleaned up the ingredients for the dishes she was going to cook today and prepared breakfast for herself and Wang Cuilian. While eating breakfast, she told Wang Cuilian about how she had saved a man last night.
In the past, if Wang Cuilian knew that Jiujiu had saved a man of unknown origin who was covered in blood, she would definitely have asked Jiujiu to send him to the authorities.
But now, she thought about the Drunken Spring House's business that was getting better and better. She also thought about how Jiujiu's reputation was ruined by Lin Guangye. Even if she asked someone, no one was willing to introduce a man to Jiujiu.
Even if someone introduced him, it was obvious that he was not a reliable person.
Therefore, after hearing Jiujiu say that she saved a man, Wang Cuilian had other thoughts.
Since Jiujiu could not marry into a good family, she might as well not marry. She would find someone to marry into her family.
The man from last night was the first person she looked for.
If he was a good man, she would consider letting him marry into her family. If not, it would not be too late to report him to the authorities.
Jiujiu, who was completely unaware of Wang Cuilian's strange thoughts, finished her meal and left the bowl and chopsticks for Wang Cuilian. Then, she carried the food she prepared for the man to the guest room.
By the time Jiujiu arrived at the guest room, the man was already awake.
Because he drank the medicine that Jiujiu brewed for him last night, he did not have a fever like the others today.
Although his face was pale, he seemed to be in good spirits.
When he saw Jiujiu come in, a look of confusion appeared in the man's eyes. Then, he moved his lips and asked, "Excuse me, where is this? Who are you?"
Jiujiu was speechless.
Did he lose his memory?
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