Chapter 116

Song Xijiao looks up in surprise. This is a teahouse with a large scale and two floors. The decoration atmosphere is elegant and luxurious, and the grade is not low. Actually, it is also the industry of Ling Ziqing. How many stores has he opened?

Enter the teahouse, the shop work directly took them to the elegant room, Lingzi Qing Dynasty shop assistant way: "take green leaf tip."

The waiter looked respectful. He neither flattered nor asked more questions in front of Ling Ziqing. He led him upstairs and did not dare to say a word. He said "yes" when he heard that he wanted to take green leaf tip.

Song Xijiao looked at the elegant room, pointed to the paintings on the wall and asked, "this is not your painting, is it?"

Ling Ziqing gave a faint smile, but Qingfeng seemed to have been insulted and said, "how can this be possible? Our childe's paintings are hard to find. How can they be hung in such places?"

This kind of place Isn't this your own teahouse?

Song Xijiao murmured in her heart, but did not say it. She sat down opposite Ling Ziqing, opened the food box, and pushed in front of Ling Ziqing: "have a taste?"

Ling Ziqing took a look, and the food in the box was very rich. There was soup and rice, fish and meat. However, he had no appetite for a long time since he was ill. Today is no exception. From waking up to now, he has not eaten a mouthful of food. Even so, it's not interesting to see the rich food.

"Don't worry." He found a pretext.

Song Xijiao turned her mouth. It was the first time that someone saw what she had cooked. She took up the soup and put it in Ling Ziqing's hands. She said, "I've been doing it for a long time, and I've run all the way to get it. You can't afford to give me face and eat anything you say."

Hearing this, Ling Ziqing had no choice but to put the spoon to his mouth. Under the keen gaze of song Xijiao, he opened his mouth and drank.

At the entrance of the clear soup, he stopped for a moment, then his eyes were bright and looked at Song Xijiao.

He didn't say anything. Song Xijiao already had a smile: "how about a good drink? This is white gourd Sour Shrimp and bean curd soup. In order to get rid of the fishy smell, I have spent a lot of effort. The wax gourd fire is small and crisp, the shrimp is delicious and tender, and the tofu is soft and tasty. Every time our chestnut doesn't like to eat, I will make this soup for him to make sure he has a big appetite! "

Listening to her account, the breeze standing on one side widened her eyes. I didn't expect such a simple bowl with such delicious food! But there are some doubts. How can miss song say that she is also a lady from a rich family. She has never touched the spring water since she was a child. How can she make such a powerful soup?

But when he looked at Ling Ziqing, smiling and sipping, until the bowl of soup to drink clean, put down the spoon, and had to believe!

After drinking the soup, Ling Ziqing did not wait for song Xijiao to urge him to pick up his chopsticks and eat other dishes. Song Xijiao sat opposite him, introducing dishes while eating with him. Unconsciously, she ate several dishes and soup rice in the bowl.

The breeze widens his eyes. Since these days, the young master has not eaten any more, but he seldom drinks tea. This morning's meal is estimated to be able to hold up the food intake for half a month!

When he put down his chopsticks, even Ling Ziqing was embarrassed to smile. He rinsed his mouth with tea and shook his head: "Miss Song, I don't know what else you can't do."

"That's too much. I can't paint, I can't do needlework, I can't do martial arts, and I can't recite poems to make pairs..."

Before finishing, Ling Ziqing interrupted her words with a smile: "these, I can teach you."

"Then you must have a good meal and get well as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will call on you once more, and you, a little bookboy, will scold me once more in my heart. I don't want to be scolded."

Ling Ziqing, however, did not speak with a smile. For this disease, there is only one more day but one less day. I'm afraid there is no good time.

After the meal delivery task was completed, song Xijiao didn't stay much. She packed the food box and left. Qingfeng stood on the second floor and watched her go away. She sighed and shook her head: "this Miss Song comes and goes every day. I really don't know what she is busy with."

Ling Ziqing said with a smile, "she's a person who can't stay idle. It's a pity that she was born as a daughter. If she had been a man, she would have done a lot. "

Qingfeng saw that Ling Ziqing was in a good mood. After looking at him for a long time, Qingfeng suddenly summoned up his courage and said: "young master, Miss Song's appearance is a perfect match for you. You are a perfect couple."

Ling Ziqing a Zheng, turned his head to see the breeze, eyes can not say is blame or agree, for a long time, he shook his head: "I do not deserve her."

"Childe Seeing him say this, the breeze was so fierce that he said, "how can you say that? With your talent, the whole Jinzhou City can't find a second one. How can you not be worthy of Miss Song! Besides, Miss Song's husband is just a wild hunter in the mountains. He deserves it! Why can't you deserve it? "

Ling Ziqing shook his head, and a sharp light flashed in his light: "I Not long after her death, I don't want to delay her. Without this disease, even if she had been engaged, I would not give up. "

Smell speech, breeze nose a sour: "childe, your body will certainly get better!"

Ling Ziqing smiles and no longer talks.Because he knew that the disease could not be cured.

On the other hand, after giving Ling Ziqing a meal, song Xijiao goes up the mountain to find Hao Lang Zhong with her lunch box.

This mountain is much more gentle than the one that Zhong Chun often goes to. It is protected by fences. There is no need to worry about wild animals and birds. It is also a rare place for people to visit. It is a paradise in the world.

When she arrived at the bamboo house, Hao Lang Zhong was reading the prescription with her in his arms. Seeing her coming, he gave her directly to Lichao, who would take her to know herbs.

This little moss is only eleven or twelve years old, and is very familiar with the pharmacology of herbs. With song Xijiao to know those herbs, she said it was right and clear. She carefully identified and recited the notes, but for a few hours, she felt that her brain was almost bursting.

Seeing that the green moss talks endlessly, there is no meaning for her to have a rest. Song Xijiao can only interrupt herself and change the topic and ask, "Lichao, are you the only apprentice of Hao Lang?"

Unexpectedly, moss shook her head and said, "I have two elder martial brothers in the city to see a doctor. Whenever they encounter difficult diseases, they will come to ask the master."

"Oh Remembering that he had to offer a prescription to become a teacher, he joked, "how did you get selected as an apprentice? Is it because you are so talented that the master thought you were a medical genius and took you in on his own initiative? "

There was a trace of sadness in her eyes, and she explained in a low voice: "no, it was I who knelt at the door of Hao Lang Zhong's house for three days and three nights and begged Hao Lang Zhong to save my father. As a result, when Hao Lang Zhong promised me to save my father, my father had already passed away. He felt guilty and saw that I was helpless, so he took me as an apprentice and took me with him

Song Xijiao didn't expect that there was such a sad story in it. Seeing that Lichao was in such a good mood, she was upset by herself. She was so sorry that she could not help but slap herself.

"Elder martial brother, don't be sad. As the saying goes, one day I'll be a teacher and a lifelong father. You take master as your father. I can be your sister, too

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