Su Xian quickened his pace and came to Li Qingniu's yard.
As soon as he stepped through the courtyard gate, Su Xian saw that the huge front hall was filled with a room full of people. They were Li Qingniu and his wives.
In the middle of the front hall, there is a huge round table, which can accommodate seventeen or eighteen members of Li Qingniu's family.
Half of the food and wine had been placed on the round table, but it was not finished yet. The maids were still serving food, as if they wanted to fill the entire table!
Oops!
What a big scene!
Su Xian stood in front of the courtyard gate and was stunned for a moment.
Li Qingniu was surrounded by his mistresses, and he felt very blessed. It was really enviable...
wrong!
Su Xian immediately woke up and was so envious.
If he had brought Tang Shuwan, Liu Huixiang, Luo Xiuniang, and the twenty concubines together for a meal, the scene would have been even grander than this!
If Princess Lanling, the Queen, Shangguan Wan'er, Tang Shujing, Chen Keyan, Chen Keyao, Zhang Meiniang, Yang Ruoxian and other girls are added to the list, the scene will be terrifying!
Just thinking about it made Su Xian excited all over.
But what was very embarrassing was that he suddenly thought of a practical problem. With so many people dining together, the table must be very big, and some dishes would definitely not be available...
"The Marquis is here!"
A cry brought Su Xian back to reality.
It turned out that a mistress discovered him.
"Come in, why are you standing at the door?" the ladies welcomed him warmly.
Li Qingniu looked sideways, stunned for a moment, then snorted secretly, and finally showed a hint of a girlish smile.
"When the disciple heard that the master was back, he rushed over immediately, but he didn't expect that the master and his wife were preparing to have a meal. It seems that I came at an unlucky time."
Su Xian stepped forward with a smile and stood outside the hall to salute.
Li Qingniu snorted. He was wearing a green Taoist robe and a square hat. He had a slightly fat belly, his hands were clasped behind his back, and he said: "Since you know that we are having a meal, why are you here?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Su Xian was stunned for a moment, but the ladies present were also confused.
what's the situation?
Is it possible that Lang Jun has taken gunpowder?
That's your closed disciple. Is this necessary? It's just a quick extra bowl when someone comes. Is it worth being so mean?
The ladies rolled their eyes at Li Qingniu and warmly invited Su Xian:
"Your Majesty, you are here just in time. You haven't eaten yet. Come here, please bring me another bowl!"
Su Xian waved his hands and declined politely: "Masters and ladies are kindly inviting me. This disciple shouldn't refuse, but..."
Before he could say anything, a group of maids entered the front hall one by one, each holding a clay pot in their hands. They shouted with a smile: "Here comes the authentic chicken soup made from free-range old hens!"
Li Qingniu suddenly became excited and yelled at the maids: "What are you doing here? Don't you see any outsiders here? Take the chicken soup down quickly!"
After hearing this, everyone was stunned again.
Su Xian was puzzled. Isn't it just a piece of chicken soup and worthy of Li Qingniu being so stingy? When did the dignified Dr. Li of Butterfly Valley become so stingy?
The ladies also realized that Li Qingniu was afraid that Su Xian would drink his chicken soup, and they were immediately dumbfounded.
It was hard for the ladies to criticize Li Qingniu, but the pregnant one dared to say:
"Why is Mr. Lang so stingy? Isn't it just a bowl of chicken soup? Also, the Marquis is your closed disciple, so how can he be an outsider? It's really chilling."
Li Qingniu's face turned pale for a while, and he glared at Su Xian vaguely, and finally nodded and said: "Madam, you are right, madam is right, madam, please don't get angry, lest the fetal gas be involved."
"That's pretty much it." The pregnant lady was very satisfied.
Su Xian stood aside, feeling secretly happy in his heart. Li Qingniu, this old cheater, has indeed turned into a henpecker. Haha, it seems that today's plan will definitely succeed.
He was happy for a while, then looked at Li Qingniu, whose face was still ugly, and suddenly changed his words:
"younger brother
I wasn’t hungry at first, but I saw the master and his wife living in harmony, the table full of food and wine, and the smell of chicken soup floating in the air..."
When Su Xian said this, he paused deliberately, glanced sideways at Li Qingniu, and smiled innocently.
Li Qingniu had a premonition that something was wrong, and his eyes widened, like two bull's eyes.
As expected, I heard Su Xian continue to say: "Since the masters and wives invite you so kindly, then the disciple would be disrespectful and ashamed!"
"What are you talking about? Come on, come on, sit next to your master. You master and disciple will have a good drink later!" The master ladies were very enthusiastic and pulled Su Xian to sit next to Li Qingniu's seat.
Li Qingniu also sat down with a dark face, and then the ladies also took their seats.
The pregnant lady had a high status, so she sat on the other side of Li Qingniu.
After everyone sat down, dinner began...
The ladies were very enthusiastic and brought food to Su Xian one after another, and his bowl was never empty.
On the other hand, Li Qingniu next to him was "suffering from neglect". This made Li Qingniu look unhappy, but he could still hold it in.
After a while, the ladies were two or three full and weighed their stomachs. It was time to drink chicken soup.
"Come on, Lord Marquis, let's try it too. This is the chicken soup prepared by your master. It's our first time to drink it. How does it taste?"
The pregnant mistress filled a bowl but did not drink it herself, but handed it to Su Xian.
"Thank you, Master." Su Xian wanted to refuse, but then he heard that Li Qingniu cooked it himself, and he immediately became interested, so he took it with both hands.
"What are you doing drinking this?" Li Qing Newton in the middle was not happy for a moment, his eyes widened with a look of reluctance.
"Mr. Lang is so stingy. Isn't it just a bowl of chicken soup? Lord Marquis, leave him alone, let's drink ours." The pregnant mistress said domineeringly, while the other mistresses covered their lips and smiled.
The pregnant one did indeed keep her promise.
Li Qingniu originally planned to cook this bowl of chicken soup for just her.
But the man was not happy and got angry, so Li Qingniu changed his mind and cooked more than a dozen old hens at one time, enough for all the ladies to enjoy.
The ladies don’t have to drink this chicken soup, but if someone has this intention, they will naturally be happy in their hearts and the family will be more harmonious.
"Thank you, Master!"
Su Xian stood up from his seat and bowed respectfully to the pregnant master.
Then he returned to his seat, picked up the soup bowl, picked up the spoon, stirred it twice, and scooped a spoonful into his mouth.
Li Qingniu's complexion turned even darker. This was chicken soup that he personally cooked, and it was also an authentic old hen that he went to the countryside to find.
But this guy is good. He shamelessly drank the chicken soup, but went to thank his wife instead of thanking him. He really didn't know what was said and didn't understand etiquette!
He was so angry that the beard on his mouth stood up.
"What a rich aroma of medicinal herbs. Yes, it tastes good. I have tasted many delicacies from the mountains and seas, but most of them are not as good as the taste of this chicken soup. It is delicious, sweet, and has a strong medicinal aroma. It tastes good!"
Su Xian took a bite and immediately gave a thumbs up.
The ladies also took a sip, their eyes lit up, and they all praised it, especially the aroma of the medicine, which made them almost swallow their tongues.
Li Qingniu snorted coldly and said proudly:
"It tastes good. That's natural. The old hens used in this chicken soup are not extraordinary. I visited dozens of villages and only found these dozens."
"Chickens are good, but that's just one aspect. Do you know what medicinal materials are compatible with old hens?"
Su Xian took another sip, pursed his lips, and guessed: "Ginseng, wolfberry, astragalus, and angelica?"
Li Qingniu glared at Su Xian blankly and continued to say proudly:
"The rest of the medicinal ingredients are just fine, except for the main ingredient, ginseng. Did you know that in order to make the chicken soup with more than a dozen pieces of sand, I used up a thousand-year-old wild ginseng that I had treasured for more than thirty years? Such a precious medicinal ingredient cannot be boiled. Can the chicken soup be fragrant?"
"There are also ten recipes for making chicken soup.
It is a rare ingredient and is a secret recipe from the palace hundreds of years ago. The chicken soup brewed in this way is not only very fragrant, but also very tonic, which is excellent for women! "
After finishing speaking, Li Qingniu glanced sideways at Su Xian.
The eyesight is not very good.
It seems to be saying: "You are so thick-skinned. I am reluctant to eat my thousand-year-old wild ginseng... You have taken advantage of me!"
"Thousand-year-old wild ginseng?!"
Su Xian and the ladies were all surprised.
No wonder, the aroma of the medicine is so strong and the taste is so delicious.
Li Qingniu really spent a lot of money to replenish his wife's health.
No wonder Li Qingniu had that expression when he saw Su Xian coming to visit...
Li Qingniu is known as the miracle doctor of Butterfly Valley and has a great reputation. Even he cares so much about the thousand-year-old wild ginseng, which is enough to show how precious this thing is.
Su Xian was lucky enough to drink this chicken soup by accident.
However, he looked down at the steaming chicken soup in the bowl, but instead of continuing to drink it, he put it down.
"Why don't you drink it, Mr. Marquis? Don't be afraid. The thousand-year-old wild ginseng is indeed precious, but since you have already boiled the chicken soup, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't drink it?" the ladies advised.
"Thank you for your concern, ladies and gentlemen. I just thought that this chicken soup is the most beneficial to women. If I drink it, it won't be of much use. I might as well pack it back and give it to Wan'er and the others." Su Xian explained.
When the ladies heard this, they felt extremely happy.
The pregnant lady even waved her hand and said boldly:
"Master Marquis, feel free to drink. There is still a lot of chicken soup on the stove. I will bring two clay pots back to Wan'er and Huixiang later, and let them make up for it."
As soon as the master's wife finished speaking, Li Qing Newton, who looked proud, coughed violently.
His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he looked like he was in pain.
Su Xian felt funny in his heart, and while Li Qingniu was coughing violently, he hurriedly left his seat and stood up, and bowed to his master's wife again: "Then disciples will thank their master's wife on their behalf!"
"You're welcome." The master's wife asked Su Xian to take a seat, and then personally served a bowl of chicken soup.
Li Qingniu in the middle had his eyes straightened. He wanted to say something, but after looking at the pregnant lady beside him, he didn't dare to move and could only stare.
Seeing this, Su Xian gradually felt unhappy.
Thousand-year-old wild ginseng is certainly precious, but it is not the most precious thing.
With a thought in his mind, after tasting a spoonful of delicious chicken soup, he quickly put down the bowl, picked up the wine pot, poured himself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
He thought about it for a moment, nodded and said, "Good wine!"
Li Qing Newton was so angry that he just drank the chicken soup that he was reluctant to drink. Then he came to drink his wine again. He just drank it and he was still praising him in the end?
This is clearly a provocation.
Su Xian ignored him, smacked his lips again, changed the subject, and said, "It's just that although this wine is good, it's not that great. For example..."
Su Xian turned to look at Li Qingniu and said word by word: "For example...Nine Branches of Manna!"
"You kid..." Li Qing suddenly lost his temper and shook his head with a wry smile.
That's right, it was precisely because of Su Xian that he was able to find the only nine branches of nectar that existed in the world, and that gave him the ability to give birth to his own heir.
Although the thousand-year-old wild ginseng is precious, to him, Li Qingniu, the nine-branch nectar is more important.
"Okay, okay, master and disciple, why don't you hurry up and have a drink?" The masters and ladies were joining in the fun.
"Master, I'll fill it up for you." Su Xian picked up the pot, filled it for Li Qingniu first, then poured himself a glass, put down the pot, and raised the cup facing Li Qingniu.
Li Qingniu was speechless, raised his glass and clinked it with Su Xian, and both drank it in one gulp...
Dinner continues.
The atmosphere is harmonious and warm.
However, as they were eating, some of the ladies began to complain that the table was too big and some of the dishes were placed too far away for them to reach. It would be too awkward to get up to pick up the dishes.
That's all.
The troublesome problem is that everyone likes to eat different dishes, and the dishes are arranged randomly, which can easily lead to "family conflicts."
In the end, the family conflict gradually escalated to the point of "Li Qingniu being partial", which made everyone angry.
Li Qingniu felt even more unjust. It was not him who set the plate, so why was he partial?
Su Xian saw all this in his eyes, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Master, ladies and gentlemen, I have an idea here, maybe we can solve this problem forever!"
"What's the idea?" Everyone turned to look.
Su Xian was about to speak, but at this moment, a maid's voice came from outside the hall: "Madam, the medicinal meal is ready!"
"What medicinal diet?" Li Qingniu looked confused.
"Oh, sir, don't worry, speaking of this medicinal diet, its origin is not trivial..."
The ladies took over and told Li Qingniu what Su Xian had boasted about to them.
Of course, they followed Su Xian's prior request and did not mention Su Xian.
Just say that this is a recipe I got by chance.
When Li Qingniu heard this, he nodded slowly and stroked his beard and said, "It makes sense. Back then, there was great chaos in the capital of Daqian, and I heard about it."
"Mr. Lang, this medicinal meal is specially prepared for you. Drink it while it's hot."
"Um."
Li Qingniu didn't mind. He pulled the clay pot in front of him and took a closer look.
Over the years, he had taken countless medicines in order to give birth to his own children, and he was used to it. He wanted to try any medicine that could help people have children.
On the side, Su Xian seemed calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, but he kept observing the changes in Li Qingniu's expression from the corner of his eye.
It’s better not to let him see the clues.
Whether the anti-trick plan can work or not depends on this.
Li Qingniu observed the medicinal meal for a while, then suddenly frowned and said suspiciously, "What do you mean? I seem to have seen this recipe before, and it smells familiar!"
Su Xian's heart sank heavily. Damn it, Li Qingniu must have seen something, right?
Because this recipe came from his hand.
Could it be that the plan to trick Li Qingniu was going to fail?
Su Xian's heart was in his throat.
