At this time, in Zhuya Courtyard, Song Jinyin was squatting next to the charcoal pot in the corner with the window open.
There was a small stove on the basin, and the boiling water in it smelled like medicine, but every time it floated out, it was blown away by the strong wind.
The medicines Shen Yuhe prescribed yesterday were indeed health-replenishing medicines.
Only for the abortion, he gave her alone, part of which was a pill in her mouth, and part of which needed to be put into boiling water, which could be soaked, boiled, or boiled.
Song Jinyin knew that her health was not good, and she spent a lot of energy yesterday. Now that she had some free time, she wanted to drink something with better effects. Fortunately, he was helping her today.
After all the sour concoction was gone, Song Jinyin wrapped the dregs and went to the small kitchen.
"Miss Jinyin is here, but what do you want to give me?"
"How dare I tell Li Shu that I'm going to get hungry easily when the weather gets cold, so come and take a look."
Song Jinyin put down the food box in her hand, took out the empty plate, and looked at the person who was packing the utensils, "Why should Uncle Li do these things himself, where is the boy?"
"I'm picking up goods outside. There's not much food after winter, so I have to gather people to order it. There's also some food from other places. I need to prepare some before it snows. Otherwise, when it snows, the number of people entering the city will be reduced by half. What's more, Don’t mention those who come into town from elsewhere to deliver goods.”
"This snow is indeed going to fall right before our eyes. Fortunately, Uncle Li is guarding the kitchen. The prince's taste has always been bland, and only Uncle Li can guess the prince's preferences."
Song Jinyin smiled gently, and her tone was calm when she praised people, which actually highlighted her sincerity.
"When I came in just now, I saw that there were a lot of newly delivered items outside. The stuff on top was blown everywhere by the wind. Otherwise, Uncle Li would go and work outside first. I will pack these utensils for Uncle Li."
"Why bother Miss Jinyin!"
"Uncle Li has been preparing meals for me in private lately. It's just a piece of cake, so it's not a bother."
After speaking, Song Jinyin glanced outside again, blinking her almond-shaped eyes, "Besides, next time I want to follow Uncle Li out of the house and pick out some of the prince's favorite foods. It's best if Uncle Li doesn't find it annoying."
"Of course not!"
Chef Li looked at the little girl in front of him and remembered that the breakfast he had sent to the prince today was delivered directly to the little girl's room. He couldn't help but feel glad that he had not really listened to other people's speculations these days.
Who said this girl was ignored again? He is obviously favored!
After thinking about it, Chef Li smiled apologetically and said, "Then I won't be so polite to Miss Jin Yin. I treat her like my own daughter. From now on, small matters such as leaving the house will be left to the girl's free time."
Song Jinyin pursed her lips with a smile. It wasn't until she saw someone going outside to relax that the smile on her lips faded.
There were not many utensils to pack, so Song Jinyin took advantage of the situation and poured the wrapped medicinal residue into the leftovers bucket at the back, and then looked at the wooden cabinet where the dry goods were stored.
Last time I heard from Uncle Li that there are several kinds of fungi here that are harvested from Mu'an County. These fungi are extremely delicious, whether they are dried or freshly picked, and they leave a fragrant aroma after being eaten, making them very popular among the owners.
It's just that Mu'an County is a bit far from Kyoto City, and this fungus is very rare. If you want to find good ones, the people in the small kitchen can only send people to collect it in person every few days, just like officials going to the countryside to collect grain.
Now that it's in stock for the winter, it should make people go back.
"Miss Jinyin is here."
The boy who came to carry the swill bucket came out from behind. Seeing her there, he greeted her warmly.
Song Jinyin came back to her senses, smiled at the visitor, and saw him carrying away the few buckets of leftovers she had just left, and then she felt relieved and left the kitchen.
In the past two days, she did not dare to pour the medicine residue near the house.
Pei Yanzhou had always been thoughtful and cautious, so it was rare to receive the medicine that Shen Yuhe sent privately. She didn't need to think too much to guess how many probing hands the medicine had gone through since it was delivered.
Especially since she secretly added anti-fetal medicine, she could only act more carefully.
Fortunately, it is not a troublesome thing for her to come to the kitchen. As long as the two days are more stable, Butler Wang will not pay special attention to her anymore.
Song Jinyin thought about it for a moment, and randomly picked a few inconspicuous pastries for herself. When she walked into the courtyard, she thanked Chef Li again.
"I don't know the habits of Uncle Li and the other chefs. The utensils are placed in one place according to their sizes. Now I have to rush to Wenyue Tower, so I won't delay Uncle Li's work."
"Okay, I'll prepare some snacks for Miss Jinyin later. She can come and get them when she has time. No need to be polite to me!"
"Okay, then I won't refuse Uncle Li. It just so happens that it's been cold recently, so I always get hungry faster than usual."
Song Jinyin felt blessed, and when she left, she seemed to remember something, and stayed for a moment longer: "Last time, the prince seemed to have tasted an extra chopstick of the fresh mushrooms that Uncle Li steamed, and the soup also got the prince's nod."
Chef Li looked at her, suddenly reacted, and grinned: "Thank you, Miss Jin Yin, for telling me! There are many ways to make this mushroom. If you want to learn it next time, just come to me!"
The two of them knew very well that it was taboo to inquire about the master's preferences when working next to a noble person, but as cooks, they had to rely on that preference to do their jobs.
Nowadays, you can hear these two sentences without asking for details, which naturally makes people happy.
The kitchen is a happy scene.
When Song Jinyin left with the snack box, the boy who was responsible for pouring out the leftovers returned to the kitchen, and the large buckets on the wooden cart became clean, leaving no trace.
She withdrew her gaze after just one glance, and walked back around the path. Her steps were not as eager as usual, and she walked slowly and steadily step by step.
There was just confusion in his eyes.
Song Jinyin looked at the winter scene in front of her, and for some reason she remembered the word "desolate". Sadness gradually grew in her heart, but when she raised her eyes, she happened to see the jade jade that had cut dead branches, and her turbulent emotions were immediately suppressed.
These days, Cuiyu goes to her place less often than before, and her lively temperament in the past has become a little quieter.
When he saw her now, his eyes were overflowing with joy, but they didn't rush over and chatter non-stop like they did before.
It seemed like the little girl had been feeling awkward since the last time I saw her taking on a private job.
"Sister Jinyin."
Cuiyu put down the things in her hands and wiped her hands on both sides of her skirts. However, her steps forward suddenly stopped halfway.
"I'm covered in dust, so I can't stand too close to my sister. How about my sister's body?"
"It's okay with me, but it's you."
Song Jinyin insisted on taking her hand and leading her to the nearby corridor.
"Last time I heard Sister Biyu say that you came to take a look at me when I was asleep. She originally wanted you to stay and eat some snacks and wait, but you didn't want to stay, and you won't come here again in the future. , I know your temper, but what happened in the meantime?"
"No, no."
Cuiyu was a little embarrassed, afraid that Song Jinyin would see through her little thoughts and make people laugh.
"I just see that my sister is a little busy lately, so I don't want to disturb her too much."
This may be considered true, but there is still some cover-up in it.
Song Jinyin didn't prick it, she just opened the food box in her hand and stretched it out by the handle, "I just got it from the kitchen. Eat it and then go back to work."
"I'm not hungry. There's someone else with my sister, so I have to put some food in the house to make sense."
"Who can be by my side?"
Seeing the little girl lowering her head, Song Jinyin felt a little softer than before for some reason.
She sighed and put the food box directly into Cuiyu's hand.
"Work hard. I'm not in a hurry to use the food box. Just look for an opportunity to send it back to me after you finish eating."
Afraid of saying too much and making the little girl sad, Song Jinyin didn't say anything more.
She was also like this once, losing the hope in her eyes little by little, wrapping herself in indifference, and walking through the yard with her back straight.
Later, when she saw the innocent Cuiyu, she couldn't help but help her, and she couldn't help but have the idea of letting her stay so innocent.
But she also knows that some things can't be achieved just by thinking about them.
When Cuiyu saw Song Jinyin turning around and leaving, her eyes were moist as she pursed her lips.
In fact, she wanted to visit this sister many times. She wanted to stay by her side and learn embroidery when she had time, just like before.
But the room was already small, and now that there were others, there was no room for her.
She didn't dare to go there, fearing that she would be too stupid and disturb Sister Jin Yin's rest. She was also afraid that seeing Biyu, who was also a maid but was several times more powerful than her, would make her even more incompetent and ashamed.
But before the thoughts in her heart could change, Song Jinyin, who was leaving in front, stepped back again, pulling her to go elsewhere.
"Don't look back, I think I saw the big girl..."
"Song Jinyin?"
Before he finished speaking, a questioning voice sounded from behind, and then the visitor coughed softly, without his usual arrogance, as if he was reluctant but had to speak.
"I, will my eldest brother return home today?"
Song Jinyin had to stop her steps, turned around and bowed her knee to the visitor.
