Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

And this, this damn good smell!

Even with a black cloth on my face, I couldn't block the tempting aroma of meat. It was so torturous. I really wanted to kill it immediately and take the opportunity to taste a few bites of its delicious flavor.

But that wasn't possible. They came here to kill people, but seeing the other party acting like this, they felt unsure.

How could the other party eat meat and drink alcohol so recklessly without any precautions?

"What should we do? Just stand there and watch?" one man in black asked another in a low voice.

"Don't act yet. They won't stay up all night eating until dawn. Let's wait until they finish eating and go to bed." Another one said cautiously.

Well, then we have to continue suffering! The other two sighed silently in their hearts.

In the yard, Mu Yingbao was eating when she felt someone was looking at her. She looked around and found the person. It was Hua Liang who was grilling skewers. Seeing that his wife finally looked at him, he pouted in grievance. "What are you laughing at?" Xue Wenyu asked curiously when he saw his wife suddenly laughing. Mu Yingbao smiled and shook his head, cleared his throat and said loudly to the grill, "You guys who grill skewers have worked hard. Don't just grill them. Now we have enough food. You can grill while eating. Just don't burn the skewers."

"Got it. Thank you, ma'am." The three people grilling skewers over there responded happily and louder.

Hua Liang didn't even look at the lady, he picked up a skewer of mutton and started eating.

If the master really wanted to be serious, at least he got something.

He ate three skewers without hearing his master's voice to stop him. Then Hua Liang breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down his eating speed, and tasted the food slowly.

Tuzi brought them three some wine. This day was so beautiful!

"Yunzhu, have a drink. This is the wine brewed by Madam. She said it's most suitable for us women to drink and it's good for our health too." Nanzhu asked Yunzhu again.

Yunzhu looked at the purple-red wine in the glass in front of Nanzhu and hesitated for a moment; "Okay, just pour me a little bit."

Nanzhu had already prepared two cups, and immediately poured her half a cup upon hearing this.

I was afraid that she really couldn't get used to it and it would be a pity to throw it away.

"How is it? Is it delicious? Madam made it for us herself, using grapes." Nanzhu had already drunk two cups, her little face flushed as she spoke more.

Yunzhu nodded repeatedly, it was really delicious, and took another sip; "Madam is amazing, she can even make wine."

"That's right, Madam knows a lot. Even the snacks in our room were made by Madam and us." Nanzhu said proudly.

"Yeah, that's what I told you, I haven't even seen it." Yunzhu said, and took another sip of wine. It tasted so good.

After drinking it, he raised the glass salt in his hand, shone it in the direction of the lantern, and shook it; "Nanzhu, this cup is very expensive, right?"

Nanzhu shook her head. "I don't know. My wife bought it for me. She said that this kind of wine should be paired with this kind of cup."

"Nanzhu, I want to ask you something, please don't be angry." Yunzhu was a little bolder because of the alcohol, and said in a low voice.

Nanzhu nodded, took a bite of the skewer, and listened.

"You are a maid, and they are all followers, but can the lady let you use such expensive things? Can they eat with you, and eat the same food? And can everyone live in the room?" Yunzhu was curious about this question for a long time, but she felt that it was inappropriate to ask this question, so she didn't open it.

Nanzhu laughed when she heard it. "That's it. What's there to be angry about? My wife is like that. She never treats us as servants. She says people are only divided into genders, men and women, and only good and evil.

She also doesn't like us being in the lower lane, and doesn't like us considering ourselves slaves and servants.

When we are in front of her, we just need to do our best. Madam treats us as her family and relatives.

At this point, Nanzhu's eyes turned red and she smiled, picking up the wine glass and drinking another glass.

"Family, relatives?" Yunzhu repeated these two words that moved Nanzhu. She also had family and relatives, but how did they treat her?

"Yunzhu, let's not talk about this. The roasted pig's trotters are here, eat them while they're hot." Nanzhu picked up a dry lotus leaf beside her, wrapped up a piece of the roasted pig's trotter that had just been delivered, and handed it to Yunzhu.

Oh, huh? Just chewing it like that? In public?

Yunzhu subconsciously put down the wine glass in her hand, took it in her hand, and looked around.

I saw the men at other tables didn't even use lotus leaves as a cushion, they just started eating, no, they started gnawing.

"Yes, if you don't eat it properly, how can you eat it? Madam said that you have to hold it in your hand and take big bites to avoid being too thin. You don't have to think too much. In this kind of occasion, no one will pay attention to how you eat. Everyone will just eat by themselves. The one who is fast can take one more than others. That's decent." Nanzhu said, and then she took a big bite of the roasted pig's trotter in her hand, then turned her head to look at Tuzi on the table next to her with puffy cheeks looking over here, and they both laughed.

Yunzhu saw this scene and felt that she was being too pretentious. For someone as famous as herself in the whole town, there was no need for her to care about those things.

Thinking of this, Yunzhu followed Nanzhu's example and took a bite of the pig's trotter in her hand.

It was completely different from what I had eaten before, not greasy at all and very chewy. Yunzhu let herself go and didn't care about anything else!

Does it mean that if I eat well, others will not talk about me? Will my parents feel sorry for me? Will Fu's family feel guilty?

"Let me test you all, is there any other name for the pig's trotters in your hands?" Seeing that everyone was busy eating and no one spoke, Mu Yingbao couldn't help but speak.

"Madam, I know it's called pig's trotters."

"Madam, in some places it is called pig's feet, and in some places it is called pig's hands."

As soon as the lady opened her mouth, everyone wanted to respond. Of course, after answering, their eyes looked towards the master and the lady, but their mouths were still busy and continued to chew.

"Okay, what everyone said is correct, but does anyone know the difference between pig's feet and pig's hands?" Mu Yingbao asked again.

Different? One is a foot and the other is a hand. Many people think so, but they did not actively respond this time.

Because they felt that the lady would not ask this question for no reason, and the answer would not be so simple.

"Sister-in-law, is it because of different regions and different customs and habits, so the names are also different?" The one who spoke was Xingchen who had drunk the medicinal wine.

Even though it was medicinal wine with a low alcohol content, it was still wine after all, and he hadn't drunk it for many years. He was drunk at the moment, and his voice was filled with excitement.

Mu Yingbao looked at Xingchen with a smile. This boy has a really good personality. Even after being paralyzed in bed for many years, he can still remain optimistic and cheerful.

"Xingchen, you are right, but it is not the answer I want. The biggest difference between pig's trotters and pig's feet is that pig's trotters actually refer to the two front hooves of a pig, while pig's feet refer to the two hind hooves. If you go to a really particular place, you tell the pork seller that you want to buy pig's feet and he will give you the hind hooves.

If you want to buy front trotters, you have to tell him you want to buy pig's trotters." Mu Yingbao gave the answer directly.

"Madam, they are all pig's trotters. What's the difference between the front trotters and the hind trotters? Are they bigger or smaller?" someone asked in confusion.

Hearing this question, Chef Hua, who was drinking, smiled and shook his head. Mu Yingbao looked at Chef Hua and said with a smile, "Let Uncle Hua tell you about this question."

Chef Hua put down his wine glass and sat up straight. "There's a big difference, the front trotters are better than the hind trotters. The skeleton and joints of the front trotters are smaller, the meat is thicker, and the tendons are more suitable for roasting, stewing, braising, and blanching in many ways.

The hind trotters are long and thin with many bones. What you are chewing on is the front trotters, or pig's knuckles.

If anyone doesn't believe me, I'll buy a few hind legs tomorrow and cook them for you. Once you eat them, you'll know what's going on.

"Oh, so that's it. They don't look that big, Uncle Hua. If the hind trotters don't taste good, don't buy them. Since you say so, of course we believe it." There were some flatterers who rushed to flatter.

The black-clad man on the rooftop, Yu Jian is about to vomit blood, just eat quickly, why are you discussing pig's trotters? Are you so bored and chaotic?

"Brother, can we accomplish anything tonight with just the three of us?"

"That's right, there were so many yamen runners, but they were beaten without any chance to fight back before they even touched them. How can we do that?"

The two asked worriedly, it's really not to boost others' ambitions and destroy our own style, this is the fact.

"What are you worried about? Have you forgotten our purpose tonight? We're not going to kill them all, just kill a few." The leader said with a sneer.

"That's right, I'll choose the paralytic, it's safe."

"I choose the young man from the Fu family. Brother, which one do you choose?" someone asked curiously.

Following the line of sight of the superior, I fell on the pregnant woman in the yard...

"Brother, can we accomplish anything tonight with just the three of us?"

"That's right, there were so many yamen runners, but they were beaten without any chance to fight back before they even touched them. How can we do that?"

The two of them asked worriedly, "Is it really not to boost others' ambitions and destroy their own style? This is a matter of fact.

"What are you worried about? Have you forgotten our purpose tonight? We're not going to kill them all, just kill a few." The leader said with a sneer.

"That's right, I'll choose the paralytic, it's safe."

"I choose the young man from the Fu family. Brother, which one do you choose?" someone asked curiously.

Following the line of sight of the superior, I fell on the pregnant woman in the yard...