Chapter 191

The servant next to him was very good-looking. As soon as he heard this, he brought in a bowl of porridge. The porridge was very thick, the porcelain bowl was exquisite, and the porridge was as smooth as jade.

Can lie on the bed that old Tai Jun, but dislike of turn aside a face, all don't want to see again one eye.

Zheng Yu took the bowl of porridge and gave it to laotaijun. Fortunately, laotaijun still gave his grandson face. After eating half a bowl of porridge, he refused to eat it any more.

See how to persuade are useless, Zheng Yu face frustrated left the old prince's room.

Walking in the corridor, the scenery of the back garden outside the bar is really beautiful and eye-catching. The cool wind is blowing, and the wind is mixed with the fragrance of flowers, refreshing.

Just this beautiful scene, with a lot of thoughts of Zheng Yushi in appreciation.

Mu Yunsheng thought several times in his heart, hesitated and said: "the prince is worried, but the old prince is not willing to eat?"

Zheng Yu frowned more tightly, and her tone of voice was obviously irritable: "of course, I'm worried about this at present, but the most serious problem is that my ancestor's anorexia is getting more and more serious Even the Taiyi can't recuperate. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid my ancestors' body will not be able to endure it! "

Anorexia?

Thinking of the words he heard just now, Mu Yunsheng's psychoanalysis showed that he suffered from anorexia, but he didn't know whether it was psychological anorexia or physiological anorexia. If he just used drugs to recuperate, it might backfire.

She asked curiously, "I don't know that laotaijun has anorexia. After that, can he take medicine to recuperate his body?"

Zheng Yu didn't know what her intention was. She pressed her irritable temperament to explain: "naturally, she has been drinking medicine to recuperate. However, this recuperation has no effect. On the contrary, it has made my ancestor's anorexia more and more serious."

"I don't know what's the matter with Shizi who asked me to come here today?"

Zheng Yu's dead horse was regarded as a living horse doctor, and directly stated her goal: "I heard that you are a good cook. I don't know if you can make a meal that my ancestors would like to eat?"

Mu Yunsheng was not surprised to hear this question. She had already thought of this possibility as soon as she opened it.

"I'm not sure about that. After all, I don't know what's the specific situation of laotaijun, so I can't guarantee that I can make the food that laotaijun likes."

As soon as she heard this, she knew that she was modest. Although Zheng Yu seemed to be a dissolute young man, her mind was actually very delicate. As soon as she heard this, she recognized her modesty and said with joy: "then you can try it! As long as I can cure my ancestor's anorexia, my son will accept you

This guarantee made Mu Yunsheng more determined to help Lao Taijun, so he was not polite and asked directly: "I don't know how the doctor said that Lao Taijun's anorexia?"

Zheng Yu was almost raised in front of the old emperor. He respected and loved her from the bottom of his heart. Naturally, he was also very concerned about the old lady's health. Speaking of her physical condition, he almost came up with it at random: "the imperial doctor has diagnosed many times that it is because of the imbalance of spleen and stomach and the disorder of essence that he can cause anorexia and even suffer from anorexia."

These are just physical and psychological problems. If Mu Yunsheng wanted to know the most detailed information, he asked in detail: "when did Lao Taijun suffer from anorexia?"

This question is somewhat difficult for Zheng Yu to answer.

Because this date is really uncertain, only the approximate time can be given, because at the beginning, Lao Taijun ate a lot, and everyone didn't pay much attention to it. Later, Lao Taijun ate less and less, which aroused people's attention and vigilance.

Zheng Yu shook her head and said a vague date: "about three months ago..."

Mu Yunsheng asked again, "what happened three months ago that made Lao Taijun sad?"

This time, Zheng Yu's answer was very positive: "absolutely not. Even if there is, we will not tell our ancestors."

When they are old, how dare they make trouble to their ancestors? Isn't that worrying her?

Mu Yunsheng can be sure that this old gentleman is absolutely physiological anorexia, that is, he has a poor appetite because of his physical problems.

Knowing that this is the reason, Mu Yunsheng was secretly relieved. Physical anorexia is OK. She knows how to regulate it. If the other person is psychologically anorexic, Mu Yunsheng is really at a loss.

After all, she's just a cook, not a psychologist with a professional education.

"I know what to do. Where is the kitchen, please?"

Mu Yunsheng went straight for action, but Zheng Yu had never seen a man with such sharp action ability. He pointed to a certain direction and said, "just go straight this way Do you go to the kitchen to make something for your ancestors? "

"Old Tai Jun just went to bed and had a rest. I asked my maid that old Tai Jun would wake up in a quarter of an hour at most, so I went to the kitchen first to make medicinal porridge for her. In a quarter of an hour, it was just right."

Zheng Yu a hear her plan, the whole person also strong: "since you say so, that son of the world want to accompany in the end!"With that, he led Mu Yunsheng to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, several chefs are cooking their own good dishes. When they see shiziye coming, they just say hello one after another, but the cooking is not slow at all.

In the kitchen, the sound of frying with a spatula is very obvious, and the fragrance wafting from the pot is even more appealing to people's appetite.

Zheng Yu said faintly, don't be polite, and directly told the boy who was doing chores in the kitchen: "you help this girl now! She's going to make porridge for Lao Taijun. You're responsible for preparing the ingredients for her! "

In the middle of the kitchen, there is a large rectangular table, which is full of assorted vegetables and ingredients, and even some rare ingredients.

Mu Yunsheng personally selected a yam, and Golden Millet, and then mixed with several kinds of cereals. After washing, he put it into a casserole and began to cook.

The taste of medicated food porridge may be similar to that of white porridge, but it can regulate the spleen and stomach most. A bowl of porridge can definitely make your stomach hum comfortably.

Zheng Yu didn't have to wait any longer. She went back to the outside of the old lady's room and kept watch. As soon as she woke up, she advised her to eat well.

In the big kitchen, most of them are big men. Occasionally, there are one or two girls, who are also small handmaidens in charge of doing chores.

None of them are in charge.

Therefore, in this kitchen, Mu Yunsheng immediately became the object of public attention.

One chef didn't know if he was reprimanded in the morning for not catering to Lao Taijun's taste.