The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Yu Wan has great confidence in her uncle, not to mention one God of Cooking Bao, even if there are ten, none of them can match her uncle!

I didn't know that my uncle was so frightened that his legs went limp...

Is Chef Bao really that good? Yu Feng asked wonderingly, with his father's cooking skills, he had never put anyone in his eyes.

The uncle caressed his heart and said: This master chef is not the best at those cuisines on the market.

What's that? Yu Feng asked.

Medicinal diet. The uncle said, It is rumored that taking a bite of his medicinal diet can prolong your life by ten years, which is more effective than any panacea. Do you think your father can compare with me?

Yu Feng was speechless: Is that an exaggeration?

The uncle sighed helplessly: How do I know this? He doesn't make medicinal food easily, and I haven't tried it, but even if it's home-cooked food, no one can match it.

Yu Feng started to worry about his own business. Chef Bao is so good, wouldn't they be doomed? If you lose the stinky tofu, the price will be discounted...

Well, what a heartache!

Yu Wan still doesn't know that her stinky tofu is in danger of being discounted. She agreed to supply the goods to Lord Qin, not only in the drunken fairy house in the capital, but also in several nearby cities. What Master Qin means is that Yu Wan can start at any time Delivery, how much she pays, how much he wants, he will send someone to pick up the goods, the price will be the same as before, and a more formal contract will be negotiated after the competition.

Yu Wan went to the warehouse to order some, and found that they didn't have much stock on hand.

Leaving aside the bad ones, there are only 700 catties of stinky tofu and 30 jars of fermented bean curd in total. These are barely enough for a day's supply. Their output cannot increase. In addition to being novice and not skilled enough, tools are also a problem For example, the green bricks they use to press tofu are far inferior to jacks in Yu Wan's view.

I don't know if there were jacks for sale in ancient times. If not, she would have to go to the iron shop to order them.

Speaking of iron, Yu Wan thought of the iron bead that Baitang sent, and she was so busy catching up with the goods these days that she forgot to show the bead to Yan Jiuchao.

It's already night, I don't know if that guy is asleep.

When approaching the door of the house, Yu Wan paused in her steps, and finally walked over and knocked on the door of Ding's house.

However there was no response.

Yu Wan came to the back door again, she and the three little milk buns used to go in and out through the back door, so it hadn't been closed, but when she got closer, she found that the back door was locked.

This is... gone?

Yan Jiuchao did leave, and he left in a hurry, for no other reason, the emperor was ill.

A few days earlier, there was a sign of wind and cold, but he could barely hold on to the court. After the court today, his condition worsened, and he suddenly fainted on the dragon couch.

The emperor who was in a coma kept calling Yan Jiuchao's words. Eunuch Wang went to the young master's mansion without stopping, and the guards of the young master's mansion came to Lianhua Village again. At that time, Yu Wan was discussing business with Master Qin, so she didn't know Yan Jiu A group of people left in a hurry.

Yu Wan raised her eyebrows strangely, turned around and went back to the room.

Little Tiedan fell asleep on her bed again at some point, Yu Wan couldn't laugh or cry, wouldn't it be good to sleep in a big bed? Do you have to squeeze her into this little bed?

What's more, she has been sleeping very hot recently, and she can always be woken up by the heat in the middle of the night.

Yu Wan carried the warm little iron egg back to Jiang's room, and lay down on the bed by herself, covered only with a thin quilt.

It's hot.

The spring night was cold and windy, but Yu Wan was so hot that she threw off the quilt.

...

In the imperial palace, the emperor was lying on a bright yellow dragon couch in high fever.

Empresses are not favored, and now it is Concubine Xu Xian, who has power in the harem, and the Second Highness Yan Huaijing who is born of Concubine Xu Xian who are serving the emperor.

Concubine Xu Xian took the imperial physician down and asked about the emperor's condition in detail. Yan Huaijing came to the dragon bed with a bowl of steaming soup.

Eunuch Wang went to pick up Yan Jiuchao, and the palace guards were all confidant maids and eunuchs.

Jun Cong... Jun Cong...

Juncong is the character of Yan Jiuchao. It is said that it was given by the emperor himself. Cong means beautiful jade.

The maids and eunuchs looked at their noses and their hearts, as if they hadn't heard anything.

Yan Huaijing glanced at the crowd, and said without anger: You guys step back first.

Yes. Everyone retreated respectfully.

Yan Huaijing scooped up the concoction in the bowl and called softly, Father.

The emperor slightly opened his eyes, looked at Yan Huaijing who was on the dragon couch, and called weakly: Jun Cong...

Yan Huaijing, who was mistaken, opened her mouth: My son is not Jun Cong.

The emperor grabbed Yan Huaijing's hand: Jun Cong...

The medicine juice in Yan Huaijing's hand spilled out, he took the medicine bowl with his other hand and put it on the stool beside him.

The emperor's parched lips moved slightly.

What did you say? Yan Huaijing listened closely.

The emperor regarded him as Yan Jiuchao: Jun Cong, I, I want to...

What do you want?

Do you want to save?

Before Yan Huaijing could understand, Eunuch Wang walked in excitedly: Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Young Master Yan is here!

Yan Huaijing quickly straightened up, and calmly picked up the medicine bowl on the table.

This action happened to make Yan Jiuchao, who entered the room, stare straight at him.

Yan Jiuchao ignored him and walked to the dragon bed.

Eunuch Wang looked at Yan Huaijing in embarrassment: Second Highness...

Yan Huaijing understood that he had been ordered to evict him. Even though he was the most important son of the emperor, he would never have as good a face as Yan Jiuchao in front of his father.

His mother and concubine with power in the harem stopped his father's own son, but they couldn't stop Yan Jiuchao, his nephew.

Yan Huaijing put down the medicine bowl, stood up and said, I'll go see how the imperial physician is doing first, I'll trouble my cousin to feed the decoction to my father.

Yan Jiuchao didn't look at the medicine on the table, nor did he look at Yan Huaijing.

Yan Huaijing left coldly.

Eunuch Wang's earnest advice came from behind him: ...Young Master, why bother...

Why bother what? Why bother to offend the prince?

Eunuch Wang has never had such a heart-to-heart relationship with him.

Yan Huaijing went to the side hall.

Concubine Xu Xian was discussing the emperor's condition with the imperial physician, when she saw her son's expression was different, she asked the imperial physician to step down first.

What's wrong? Concubine Xu Xian asked.

Yan Huaijing stopped.

Concubine Xu Xian smiled faintly: What did your father say?

Yan Huaijing said: He said it, but I didn't hear it.

Concubine Xu Xian got off her seat, walked up to Yan Huaijing, raised her hand and straightened Yan Huaijing's clothes: Then what am I worrying about?

Mother and concubine. Yan Huaijing looked at her fixedly, Is Yan Jiuchao the son of the emperor?

Concubine Xu Xian gave a pause to the hands that straightened his clothes: Where did you hear that?

Yan Huaijing said: No one dares to say it in front of me, I guessed it myself.

Concubine Xu Xian smiled disdainfully: So what if it is? So what if it's not? A sick child who won't live past twenty-five years is destined not to become a stumbling block for you!

Chef Bao: What? Medicinal diet? You will not be given medicinal food! I only feed it to my grandson-in-law!

Brother Nine: Grandpa.

Chef Bao: Tuyan╭（╯^╰）╮