Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

"Lin Lixia, it tastes really good! Give me another bowl!"

Ji Shen seemed not to notice Lin Lixia's frozen expression and handed the bowl over again.

"Childish!" Lin Lixia snatched the bowl from Ji Shen's hand and threw it into the sink.

"This is the cold-repelling soup. You don't have the cold, so you have to fight for this with Brother Zisu?"

"Ahem!" Ji Shen put his fist on his lips: "The mountain wind along the way was so strong that it hurt my whole body! Maybe it's the wind chill!"

"Xu Tianxing! Xu Tianxing!" Lin Lixia didn't want to deal with Lu Jishen, who was suffering from the second grade of chuunibyou.

"If you don't want your master to feel hot tomorrow, pull him out quickly!"

After saying that, Lin Lixia turned around and walked out of the kitchen, picked up a rag and continued cleaning.

Xu Tianxing smiled awkwardly, entered the kitchen, and grabbed Ji Shen who was about to serve soup: "Master, I have internal heat after drinking too much cold-repelling soup!"

Ji Shen looked serious: "Tian Xing, why am I the only one who has never drank the cold-repelling soup?"

"Master, this is a folk recipe to ward off the cold." Xu Tianxing's face was filled with black lines.

As the emperor's most beloved prince, even a sneeze would alarm the entire imperial hospital. Who dares to risk his life and give folk medicine to his master?

"Master, although Miss Lin cooked the cold-repelling soup for Luo Zisu, after you drank the first bowl, Luo Zisu drank the rest from you."

Ji Shen looked at the bowl in the basin and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"That makes sense. God, you are also sick. Please drink two more bowls of cold-repelling soup."

It's best to drink them all.

Don't leave it to Luo Hanzi.

Under the concern of his master, Xu Tianxing drank three bowls of cold-repelling soup in succession, breaking out in a weak sweat and his voice was trembling.

"Master, I really can't drink any more. Besides, I've finished drinking. Miss Lin will have to cook it again later!"

Ji Shen frowned.

Xu Tianxing wiped the sweat from his forehead, his mind turned around, and he instantly thought of something to say to divert his master's attention.

"Master, only relatives of officials of the fifth rank and above of the Dragon Scale Kingdom are eligible to participate in the draft. If it is Miss Lin and her brother..."

"Tian Xing, you watch the fire, I'll go see how Lin Lidong's review is going?"

"..." This is too impatient! Xu Tianxing wiped the sweat that had appeared on his forehead and almost laughed.

Fortunately, he was smart, otherwise if he drank this pot of cold-repelling soup, he would definitely suffer from internal heat and a sore throat tomorrow.

Ji Shen leaned on crutches, turned around and entered the room in the middle of the courtyard, watching Lin Lidong dozing off with a book in his hands.

He grabbed the book on the table and hit Lin Lidong on the back of the head: "Have you learned everything I taught you today?"

"..." Lin Lidong suddenly stopped feeling sleepy and quickly picked up the book: "There's still a little bit left..."

"Then you still want to take a nap?" Ji Shen frowned. If you are so careless, when will you be able to pass the exam? When can I be promoted to the fifth rank official?

"If you can't learn what I'm going to teach you today, you won't be allowed to eat tonight!"

"..." Lin Lidong was confused, what happened? Why was the second son of the Lu family suddenly so interested in his studies?

"Why are you still dazed? Hurry up and warm up the book. I'll come over to check in a moment!"

Ji Shen rolled his eyes, thinking that two people working hard would be better than just counting on one person.

"Where's your father?"

"Oh! My dad is looking for wood!" Lin Lidong answered quickly this time: "Xia Xia asked Li Chun to carve a plaque on the door!"

Ji Shen frowned. With Lin Lichun's half-assed carving skills, could the carved door plaque be seen by anyone?

Lin Wenyao's surprised voice came from outside the house: "Xia Xia, come and see, what do you think of this piece of wood?"

"Dad, what kind of wood is this?"

"Lihuamu!"

"...Pear flower wood?" Lin Lixia saw that her father was very sure, and immediately laughed: "Where did the pear flower wood come from?"

"Picked it up in the yard next door."

"Good job." Lin Lixia was very satisfied with her father's ability to save money: "Second brother, it's time for you to practice your sword skills."

Lin Lichun was eager to give it a try: "Xia Xia, what words should you engrave?"

“A bowl of good noodles!”

Lin Lichun was stunned: "Xia Xia, can't you afford a name with cultural connotations?"

"A bowl of good noodles!" Ji Shen took the wood from Lin Lichun's hand: "This is a good name, simple and straightforward!"

Lin Lichun: "..."

Lin Wenyao: "..."

Lin Lidong: "..."

"Have vision! Have taste!" Lin Lixia gave a thumbs up and stepped forward: "Lu Jishen, do you want to carve a door plaque for me?"

Ji Shen looked serious and said, "As long as you cook cold-repelling soup for me in the future, it won't be difficult to carve a door plaque."

"..." It was so childish that even the cold-repelling soup was compared with her. Lin Lixia was speechless and smiled for a moment.

"Okay, when you get cold, I'll make you cold-repelling soup! Make it quickly!"

Ji Shen smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

Lin Wenya's voice came from the door: "Brother, come and help me!"

Hearing her sister-in-law's voice, Lin Lixia turned around with joy on her face: "Dad, the dishes and chopsticks I asked my sister-in-law to order have arrived."

After all the dishes and chopsticks were moved into the shop, Lin Wenya was able to look around the courtyard.

While watching, he asked Lin Lichun. After wandering around for a while, he stared at Ji Shen who was carving, with a face full of shock: "Aren't you talking about the nobles of the capital? How can you still carve?"

"There is no need to overwhelm one's body with many arts!" Ji Shen continued to carve the door plaque in his hand with a serious look on his face.

Lin Wenya walked around Ji Shen again, turned around and whispered to her eldest brother: "What a good young man, but it's a pity that my family background is too high. I'm afraid that my family will be wronged if she marries Li Xia!"

Hearing what his sister said, Lin Wenyao began to look at Ji Shen seriously.

The more you look at the frown, the tighter it is.

"Don't tell me, among so many young people, it is a pity that he is the most handsome and the most talented!"

"..." Ji Shen paused with his sculpted hands and looked at Lin Lixia who was busy in the kitchen.

"Uncle Lin, we don't have much time left for the hospital exam. You should hurry up and study."

"..." Lin Wenyao was stunned, why was there another person staring at his study?

Lin Lixia came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in hand: "Dad, he's right. You hurry up and study. My second brother and I will take care of the rest."

"Yes, brother, go study quickly." Lin Wenya rolled up her sleeves: "Li Xia, I will help you make noodles!"

Beijing.

The Luo family gave the ice-making methods to various aristocratic families, and Pang Zhong became the confidant ice-making teacher of these aristocratic families.

It was a wonderful little life.

He had gained weight again, and the clothes on his stomach were almost bursting, which made Uncle Ning worried.

He quickly asked Luo Zibo for orders to send his son out of Beijing.

Fat Zhong couldn't bear to live in the capital's wealth, and he couldn't bear to eat endless pig knuckles every day. He hugged Uncle Ning and cried with snot and tears.

Half-delayed and half-threatened, Uncle Ning took his son to the old man's yard of the Luo family and prepared to bid farewell to the old man.

The old man of the Luo family was showing off his painting with his old friend, "Liu Yuanzhang, what do you think of this painting?"

Liu Yuanzhang, who was offering wine to the Imperial Academy, held the painting in his hand and marveled: "Is it so lifelike? It's wonderful! It's wonderful!"

"..." Is it so good? Fat Zhong's eyes widened.

Listening to the discussion between the two old men, watching the two old men holding pen and ink against the painting, copying again and again; each time he was frustrated that the essence could not be copied, and Fat Zhong almost laughed out loud.

After being kicked by his father in the fat ass, Fat Zhong stumbled and fell to the ground, showing a silly smile to the old man of the Luo family.

"Master, I am going to Plum Blossom City to serve the young master. I wonder if you have anything you would like me to bring to the young master?"

The old man of the Luo family put down his pen and ink, and carefully took out the soap wrapped in a handkerchief from his arms.

Liu Yuanzhang looked surprised: "Luo Mingde, what kind of treasure do you want to carry in your arms and wrap up layer after layer with a handkerchief?"