All Hail Cousin Brother

"Get ready, go to cousin's yard." Yu Youyao instructed Xia Tao to bring the medicated oil, leggings, and various prescriptions, and then went to Qingyuanyuan.

Seeing Yu Youyao coming, Chang An hurriedly said: "Master last night, for..." Thinking of Master's instructions, he swallowed the words in his mouth again, and changed the topic: "My legs hurt so bad, I stayed up all night without sleep, Just now I asked Sun Bo to get an injection, and the pain in his leg got better, so he fell asleep, and he has not woken up yet."

In other words, don't disturb the young master to rest.

Yu Youyao also understood, and felt that his cousin really needed more rest, so he explained that Xia Tao put the things he brought into the house: "I'll go find Uncle Sun first."

Uncle Sun was reading medical books in the room, and Yu Youyao leaned over, took out a stack of paper full of words, and showed it to Uncle Sun: "Cousin's body is usually taken care of, I've discussed it with Mother Xu, I made a rough recuperation arrangement for my cousin, take a closer look and see if it doesn't work?"

Uncle Sun was a little surprised, he raised his head and glanced at Yu Youyao: "You are very determined, although I am skilled in medicine, I usually prescribe some medicated meals to replenish the young master's body, but when it comes to conditioning, it is not as good as the aunt who is proficient in this way in the palace. more careful."

Usually, he didn't let the young master keep his legs carefully, but the young master didn't care about his legs, no matter how anxious they were.

Taking a closer look at Yu Youyao's arrangement, in addition to three meals a day in the morning, noon and evening, warm and nourishing medicated meals were arranged in the morning, afternoon and evening, foot soaks before going to bed, medicated baths once every three days, and even the incense. It is blood-draining.

Uncle Sun nodded: "This way of recuperating, although I can't see the effect for a while, but the young master's weakness is not replenished. He gradually improves in his daily life, and the effect is even more visible."

After speaking, Yu Youyao went to the small kitchen again, and explained to the cook inside: "This is the medicine for soaking feet, and I have prepared all the ingredients. You put it in the pot and boil it. When my cousin wakes up, you can take a dip. more comfortable."

Back in the hall, Zhou Linghuai had already stood up. He was wearing deer fur, and a charcoal pot was baked at his feet.

Yu Youyao felt a little nervous when she saw it, and walked up to her cousin: "Changan said that my cousin had a pain in his leg last night, and he hadn't slept all night. Why didn't he sleep for a while? Did his leg hurt again?"

The little girl's voice was soft, and Zhou Linghuai suddenly felt that her knees with unbearable pain were not so hard anymore: "It's okay!"

When I first got the needle, my legs didn't hurt so much. I slept for a while, but after a while, my legs felt cold and sore again. I added two thick quilts and put four tangs in the quilt. Sleep is not warm, and the more you sleep, the colder you get.

As soon as the little girl came, he knew it, and he was no longer sleepy.

Yu Youyao pouted, her cousin was trying to reassure her, and he was trying to fool her: "I boiled deer antler and ginseng chicken soup for my cousin and warmed it by the charcoal stove. This will be just right to drink, the weather is cold, cousin. If you can’t stand the moisture, although you can’t take a lot of tonic, you have to take supplements, otherwise your body can’t stand it.”

Zhou Linghuai looked at the half-human-high copper stove not far away. The charcoal fire in the copper stove was burning vigorously, and there was a food box next to it, which was brought by Yu Youyao, and he saw it as soon as he came in.

Yu Youyao took the food box, took out the soup cup inside, and placed the food box on the side of the charcoal stove to bake. As soon as the soup was put into the bowl, white smoke came out.

A burst of fragrant and mellow chicken soup suddenly dissipated, and floated all over the house for a while.

"It's also the first time I've made soup, and it doesn't taste as good as the kitchen, so my cousin can't dislike it." Yu Youyao followed the requirements above in "Ding Shi Fang" for the steps of making a medicated meal.

The oil, salt, spices, etc., were also prepared by Zhao's mother, and Zhao's mother was watching the heat. She was responsible for moving her hand. Before coming, she also tasted a small bowl, and the taste was still good.

Zhou Linghuai was startled, and then looked at the little girl's white and tender hands.

Most of the sisters of the big families have to learn some things in the kitchen, but they don't do much, and they direct the next people to do it.

Just at this moment, Chang An walked into the house and smelled the smell of chicken soup: "Biao girl, why did you cook chicken soup for the young master, you don't know the young master..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Linghuai glanced at him lightly.

Chang'an's back suddenly stiffened.

Yu Youyao handed the chicken soup to his cousin like a treasure: "Cousin, how about a quick taste?"

The chicken soup was lightly boiled and served in a white porcelain bowl, and it was as attractive as amber. Even Chang An couldn't help but glance at it and swallowed.

Zhou Linghuai hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take it. Under Chang An's strange eyes, he calmly brought it to his lips and took a sip.

The chicken soup is fresh and fragrant, and it does not seem to be as bad as I imagined.

At this time, Yu Youyao finally thought of something, and turned to look at Chang'an: "By the way, what did you just say?"

Chang An was so speechless that he didn't even want to say a word.

The young master drank the chicken soup in his mouth, can he still say that the young master was picky when he was a child, disliked the greasy chicken soup, and did not like chicken soup the most?

He can be considered to understand, whether the young master drinks chicken soup depends on his face.

"What's the matter?" Yu Youyao was a little nervous, worried that something was wrong with her cousin.

And Zhou Linghuai also put down the spoon in his hand and looked at him.

Chang'an faced the young master's heavy gaze, and could only bite the bullet and say, "It's just that the young master's usual diet is a little lighter.

Yu Youyao breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be this, then it doesn't matter. I made the chicken soup lightly, and my cousin could eat some."

Chang An closed his mouth.

Yu Youyao turned her head and looked at her cousin with bright eyes: "Is the chicken soup good?"

"Very good!" This cup of deer antler and ginseng chicken soup is light, but it is very nourishing. Even if Zhou Linghuai doesn't like the taste of chicken soup, he has to admit that a bowl of hot chicken soup seems to be warming from the belly. After the blood was inside, the body was not so gloomy and cold, and even the pale complexion was more bloody.

Zhou Linghuai's pale lips were morbidly white, and the corners of his lips were lightly hooked, like a full-blooming tea millet flower - the prosperity of Shaohua!

At this moment, the old woman in the kitchen came in with a wooden barrel: "Master Biao, the medicine for soaking your feet is ready."

Zhou Linghuai was startled and turned to look at Yu Youyao.

Yu Youyao hurriedly said: "I told the kitchen to cook it. In the future, my cousin will have to soak his feet in the morning and evening. Although it can't relieve the pain in his legs, he can feel more comfortable after a hot soak. My cousin just doesn't pay attention to his body. Chang'an is also careless, and it is not allowed to do this in the future, you have to listen to me, it is good for your health."

When Chang An heard this, his eyes widened in anger, like a frog's eyes.

Where is his carelessness? It's clearly that the young master doesn't take his body too seriously, he doesn't listen, and he can't persuade him. He is a servant, and his arms can't twist his thighs.

What can be done?