Elder Ding looked at the unnecessary herbs in front of him and said with a smile, "Take them all."
Yan Funing was puzzled: "Does your young master need all of them?"
"Just in case." Old Ding smiled.
Although my son has had a fiancée since childhood, he has never fallen in love with other women.
The girl in front of me was not wearing any makeup, was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, and had only a pearl hairpin on her head, but none of this detracted from her stunning beauty.
Among the noble ladies in the capital, no face can compare to the hibiscus face in front of her.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that the young master was not heartless, but that he had never had the appearance that could enter his heart.
Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out that the young master is also a vulgar person who only cares about looks!
Yan Funing said, "Then please, Mr. Ding, weigh it so we can calculate the price."
He had just said that he needed everything, so it would be unreasonable to just give a random price now. So Mr. Ding had no choice but to pick up the beam scale to weigh the items.
A moment ago, everything was weighed and the price calculated: "Seven ounces, four hundred coins in total."
Old Ding smiled awkwardly: "Is it true that a good woman is good to a man?"
"That's good." Yan Funing refused.
While weighing, they chatted: "Miss, didn't you pick any Ganoderma this time?"
Traveling through time here, you really want to see the ancient capital.
This time the medicinal materials are scarce, so getting seven taels and four hundred coins is not a good thing.
"Hey, why are you asking about my daughter's age?" Caiyu raised her voice, "And you're asking so carefully."
Who are you going to sell the medicinal herbs you collected before to?
In the courtyard, the carriage drove away.
The woman understood the implication of my words, and her pretty face suddenly darkened: "Mr. Ding, what does he think of you being so close to him?"
Elder Ding quickly asked, "Could you please ask the young lady to prepare a few medicinal dishes in the courtyard?"
"At the end of last year."
Several people went to the front kitchen.
Yan Funing couldn't help but smile: "Where did he hear that?"
Inside the carriage, Caiyu said loudly, "This young man looks really bad, it's not his body that's bad, no one says that a strong woman will have children in the future."
Caiyu simply opened the car door and asked with a smile: "My uncle is a girl, how did he give birth?"
Old Ding smiled secretly, thinking that the girl was not interested in my young master.
Yingqi has not yet found out the girl's birth date, but he helped the young master to ask about the girl's age, which is a meritorious service.
The woman was startled and agreed slowly.
Wei Yuancui and Mei Rongyan said: "The head manager of Liuji Restaurant is your daughter."
Or, beg the young master to take you back to the capital.
Mr. Ding knew this, so he feigned surprise: "Oh? Really?"
When the two years are up, you will leave Fu Ciyi. I will stay in the capital, and you can find me somewhere else.
The young master is of certain status, and the girl is a married man after all. Even if she looks ugly, it would not be easy for the two of them to be together.
Young master, please get up quickly.
"So, how long ago did you get married after reaching the age of 15?"
Yan Funing originally wanted to say that it was early and she had nothing else to do, but then Old Ding said, "Your young master will be returning to the capital soon. Miss, why don't you have a chat with him? Your young master usually stays outside the mansion, hanging out with the older ladies. He can go out through the small gate and seven gates."
The woman smiled gently: "I hope to see you in the capital by now."
The woman stopped coughing and raised her hand to point at Old Ding. After a long while, she calmed down and said, "Isn't there anyone in this world who loves money?"
"I've been paying special attention to whether there's any Ganoderma lucidum these days while collecting herbs, but there really isn't any." Yan Funing told the truth.
"That's right." Wei Yuan thought for a moment and pleaded, "The kitchen is stewing medicinal food. I made it. Can you give me some advice, young lady?"
"Young Master, you ordered me to prepare medicinal food. I mean, you are a doctor, so you can make medicinal food." Old Ding spread his hands, "But you are good at writing prescriptions and boiling medicinal juices, and you are not good at cooking at all. It's really frustrating!"
I just want to ask my young master what he likes and dislikes.
Those who say they love money are actually hypocritical because they don't have enough money.
Li Xinheng choked and asked, "Did you say that first?"
Just as Yan Funing came out of the front kitchen, an older woman came hurriedly over.
Yan Funing paused and said, "Please let me know after you leave Ling County."
Sir, if you hate it, just say it!
"I will go to the capital." Yan Funing thought for a moment and said, "I think I'll be living there for a long time."
Mr. Ding: "How old is the girl?"
Yan Funing smiled lightly: "In fact, medicinal food does not have the smell of medicine, it's just that it can suppress the smell."
The woman nodded calmly: "Yes, but the date has not been set yet."
Elder Ding nodded: "It would be bad if you met her after you got married."
After a while, the older woman started coughing.
Li Xinheng said proudly: "What a coincidence, your daughter can make medicinal food."
Even after a few years it won't be possible.
"I'm a picky eater. I hate food that's just out of the wok and has reached a certain temperature. Even without the insulated food container, it still tastes like it's just out of the wok."
I helped you drag the girl up, and she really did get up there.
Old Ding knew that once the young master took a fancy to someone, he would see the bad in everything, so he said in a loud voice, "This girl came of age at the end of last year."
Elder Ding walked between the two men with a smile on his face and asked, "Would this girl like to have a chat with your young master?"
Yan Funing got the money, put it back into her purse, and was about to go back when she was stopped by Mr. Ding's words that seemed to be talking to himself.
Yan Funing said frankly, "I'm really sorry. You signed an agreement to provide the medicinal food to Liuji Restaurant, so you can make it there."
Old Ding said worriedly, "This girl looks really bad, and it's true that she doesn't care about money. How can she be so focused on selling medicinal herbs at the mansion?"
It was Cheng Xiang, Yan Funing added: "In this case, you never know when you can come to the mansion to sell medicinal herbs."
The woman sensed our cautious attitude, her lips twitched slightly, and her voice was clear and sweet: "Miss, have you ever thought about living in the capital?"
Li Xinheng and Caiyu followed in front, fearing that the mysterious young man would do something to our girl.
Fu Ciyi, who was studying hard for the exam at home, sneezed twice.
"The herbs that Elder Ding put in cannot be used. When cooking, they must be seasoned with the same ingredients to stimulate the flavor."
I think you are genuine.
The two of them were separated by a distance that was both far and near.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and walked side by side with Yan Funing.
The master and servant were both left standing there in a daze.
Wei Yuancui, who was driving, turned her head and whispered, "Miss, the young master is in poor health. If you can give birth."
"What's wrong with an old man like me asking a little girl about her age?" Old Ding smiled kindly, not annoyed at all.
After a slight pause, you added, "You're still alright, go ahead."
The woman coughed again: "You can quickly cure your illness, he doesn't want to worry about it."
"Young Master, are you going back to the capital?" Yan Funing looked at the older woman without hesitation.
"When did you become a 15-year-old?"
Yan Funing opened the medicinal food bowl, scooped out a spoonful of soup, blew it cool, tasted it, and added some seasoning.
Yan Funing didn't think much about it and answered directly: "Fifteen."
"Thank you for your advice." Wei Yuan nodded repeatedly.
"The medicinal food that Mr. Ding made tastes terrible. Sorry to bother you, young lady."
After saying that, he took Li Xinheng and Caiyu away.
"Your son has been craving the medicinal food at Liuji Restaurant lately. He's tried it a few times and is disgusted by it."
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