Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 231 Visit
When they got home, Father Wen went to work in the front shop, while Wen Shu went back to his room to watch the fat-stealing bird.

As soon as the door opened, a black lacquered ball rolled to his feet. When Wen Shu bent down to pick it up, Hong Ying's huge body also rushed over.

Wen Shu stroked its head gently, and praised: "It's pretty good, you didn't go out after I left, did you?"

Hong Ying shook her head, her mouth kept pecking at the ball in Wen Shu's hand.

"I'm hungry, wait, I'll get you zongzi to eat."

Wen Shu got up and went to the kitchen. Halfway through the walk, he suddenly thought of the old couple in the west of the city. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. I wonder if they made zongzi?Are you still drinking the porridge with bran?

When she thought about it, she planned to take some zongzi later to have a look.

Picking two bacon rice dumplings and returning to the room, Wen Shu took apart the leaves of the rice dumplings, broke the rice dumplings inside into small pieces and fed them to Hongying little by little, then went back to the kitchen to wash his hands, and gave Hongying some water by the way.

After all this was done, she took out a small handful of Yaocao from the storage basket, with a few bunches of black fruits like wild grapes adorning the top of the green grass leaves.

According to the Shan Hai Jing, eating yao grass can improve eyesight, but the specific method of taking it is not explained, so at the moment she does not know whether it is the fruit or the yao grass itself that can improve eyesight.

After pondering for a while, Wen Shu decided to try them all, and personally.

The moment something in Shan Hai Jing is touched, Xiao Xing will automatically announce its name and efficacy, and will remind and explain the poisonous ones, but this Yao grass did not explain it, so it proves that the whole plant is non-toxic. So she can try boldly with confidence.

The fruit of yaocao tastes a little sour, and tastes a little bit bitter. In short, the taste is not good. Wen Shu stopped after tasting a bunch. As for the yaocao rhizome
Wen Shu forgot about the green grass in front of her, and couldn't open her mouth.
She is not a sheep, and she really doesn't have the habit of eating raw grass.

However, some things can only be known by trying them out, so after struggling for a while, she could only hold her nose and chew a stalk of Yaocao raw.

Surprisingly, the taste of the rhizome of Yaocao is better than that of the fruit, and the cool juice still has a hint of sweetness. In this early summer, when the heat has already appeared, it makes people feel a little bit full of excitement. cool.

I don't know how long it will take to be effective, and how effective is it?And her eyes are good, even if there is an effect, it may not be obvious.

After pondering for a while, Wen Shu decided to take it with her first. After all, she can't eat bad people. The old lady has eye problems. If it really works, the effect will definitely be more obvious than hers.

As for making Yaocao into other foods, it will taste better and make it look less weird.
Wen Shu has thought about all these, such as making mature water, thirsty water or tea soup, but these ideas have to wait for her hands to recover before she can try them one by one.

I brought two hanging rice dumplings from the kitchen, about twenty of them, put them in bamboo baskets, and wrapped the yao grass with a clean handkerchief and put them on top. Wen Shu carried the basket to the shop, and said hello to her father. Then he went out of the shop and called a mule cart on the street.

Since her disappearance, she has told her father everything about the iron box, including the time she went in and the time she stayed there, as well as any sudden illegal operations that would lock her in the world of mountains and seas for a month , and even longer things have been said.

She said this because she didn't want to encounter a similar situation next time, and her father was so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep, and even thought that she had encountered an accident and was so sad that he was broken.

Sure enough, Dad was stronger than she imagined. After hearing the whole story, he was only silent for a while, and then told her to be careful, and had nothing else to say.

In fact, he knew he couldn't stop her, so he let her go.

Since then, she has come and gone more casually, she only needs to tell her where to go, and her father will basically not stop her.

The mule cart was swaying on the street, and Wen Shu was sitting in the cart, rubbing his legs, thinking about how to tell the old woman about Yaocao later, and how to persuade her to accept it.

Two quarters of an hour later, the mule cart stopped at the entrance of the alley, Wen Shu paid the fare, and limped in with Lanzi on his shoulders.

The Dragon Boat Festival is celebrated by the whole country, and this humble and low alley is no exception. Aihus of different sizes extend from the entrance of the alley to the inside, and the smell of zong leaves and wormwood wafts in the air.

However, when Wen Shu limped and moved slowly to the leather shop, she found that the door was closed. She tried to knock a few times, but no one answered. No cooking smoke.

"Did it go out?" She muttered to herself.

Just as I was about to come back another day, I saw a gray-haired mother-in-law walking out of the house not far away on the right, holding a bowl in her hand.

Seeing this, Wen Shu hurriedly yelled, then limped over and asked about the situation.

Unexpectedly, after listening to the old lady, she shook her head and sighed, "I didn't go out, I was sick, and I was lying in the house."

"Ill?" Wen Shu was stunned, "Are you all sick? Can mother-in-law take me to the backyard?"

Hearing this, the old lady looked her up and down in surprise, and then asked tremblingly, "Who are they, little lady?"

Wen Shu said with a smile: "I asked my old man to tan the skins before, but today, during the Dragon Boat Festival, I wanted to come over and give some zongzi."

"Little lady is kind." The old woman nodded with a smile, then pointed to a path behind her and said, "I'm about to deliver porridge to his house, so come with me, little lady."

"Is this porridge for mother-in-law sent to Xiong's house?" Wen Shu asked looking at the thick bowl of porridge.

"Yeah, both of them have been sick for seven or eight days. The two of them have no children. If it weren't for us old neighbors taking turns to feed them with porridge and water," the old woman sighed and shook her head.

"What about his little grandson?" Wen Shu asked.

That child is seven or eight years old, and he should be able to do some simple tasks, even simple meals.

"It was taken away. If it weren't for this, the old couple wouldn't both fall ill. Hey. It's fate. They were told not to adopt that child at the beginning."

The old lady's voice gradually lowered, but Wen Shu still heard the word adoption.

The child was adopted?
The last time the owner of the carriage came to snatch the child, it was...
The leather shop is only three or four rooms away from the old woman's house, and it's not too far to go around to the backyard at this time. When Wen Shu was thinking about these things, the old woman had already pushed open the courtyard door with one hand.

"Mrs. Xiong, I'm here to deliver the food." She shouted in a hoarse voice, and stepped in.

The courtyard responded with two coughs.

Wen Shu followed the old woman into a very low mud room. The room was dimly lit. There was a wooden bed on the west side of the room. It was said that the bed was actually a wooden board on two benches. .

At this moment, the two old men were lying side by side on the bed. The blind mother-in-law heard the sound and looked towards the door with her half body turned, while the old man turned sideways to face the bed.

(End of this chapter)