Gangzi, in one gulp, like a cow munching on grass, stuffed the remaining pork jerky into his mouth. Then he unwrapped the package wrapped in oil paper, and the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms wafted towards his face.
"It smells so good, boss, it's osmanthus cake."
Yunling's eyes immediately lit up like stars. This osmanthus cake looked even better than the ones she had in Pingcheng before. She wondered how it tasted.
Seeing this, Gangzi quickly broke off a piece, handed it to Yunling, and then gave it to Chengbo.
Yunling took it and her first impression was that it was soft and bouncy, with a strong osmanthus flavor, as if the osmanthus flowers had been ground into a paste and poured into it. When she took a bite, the osmanthus flowers seemed to vie to enter her mouth. It was a little sweet, but not cloying at all, and it was also very chewy.
It's fair to say that this was even better than any osmanthus cake she had ever eaten before. Of course, she didn't know if it was because there were so few good things to eat on the ship that she felt this way.
Cheng Bo could be described as ambidextrous, holding pork jerky in his left hand and osmanthus cake in his right, not knowing which to eat for a moment. In the past, they had tried to travel alongside the Lu family's merchant ships, but most of them were dry rations that were as dry as they could be. They had never seen anything as good as this.
Now, it's unclear whether it's because the young master Lu is traveling with such wealth, or because Yunling is familiar with them and thus benefits from their generosity. But who cares? As long as there's food to eat, eat; as long as there's drink to drink, drink. Happiness is the most important thing.
Yunling ate two pieces of osmanthus cake in a row. Just as she was about to thank Chen Jie, she saw Lu Yinghuai.
It turned out that Lu Yinghuai had been squatting in the corner, pounding something with a pestle. Yunling hadn't noticed him at first, until he stood up, turned around, and poured out the contents of the mortar and pestle, at which point Yunling came to her senses.
The cooled mutton soup was then brought over, along with a package. Lu Yinghuai glanced at Yun Ling and mouthed:
"For you."
Yunling was a little curious, and as soon as the basket was delivered, she took out the package inside. There was a small note on it that read, "Ginger powder, can be soaked in water to drink or soak feet to dispel cold."
Yunling doesn't even need to open it; just by bringing the thing to her nose, she can smell the unique spiciness of ginger. Making ginger powder requires a lot of skill.
People who are very clean always want to scrub the surface of ginger until not a single piece of skin is left, then cut it into thin slices, put it in the sun to dry, and then grind it into powder. The process is a bit complicated.
Yunling looked up, wanting to thank Lu Yinghuai, but he had already disappeared. She saw him again late at night when Yunling got up to go to the outhouse and inadvertently saw what appeared to be a figure on the deck of the ship across the way.
Curious, she walked outside, until she saw that the person was Lu Yinghuai, at which point she was no longer able to leave.
"Second Brother."
Yunling brushed her forehead, feeling somewhat annoyed. She couldn't understand what was wrong with this person. If you're just looking at the scenery, why keep staring at us like that?
"Young Master, what is this...?"
"I can't sleep."
"Oh, I'm going to sleep now, see you later."
"Second Brother~"
A slightly coquettish call locked Yunling's feet. She knew that there was no such thing as free mutton soup in the world. If you drink too much mutton soup, you will always have to urinate at night, and you will naturally run into people with bad intentions.
Yunling had no choice; what goes around comes around. She turned back and said with a smile:
"By the way, thank you for that ginger powder. Did you dry it yourself?"
"Hmm, I happened to see some ginger for sale. I was getting bored on the boat, so I dried some ginger to pass the time. Do you have any?"
"Oh, it's no use. I thought that drinking mutton soup would warm me up, so I shouldn't use ginger, lest it add heat on top of heat and my body can't handle it."
Lu Yinghuai did not reply, but smiled, his bright eyes fixed on Yun Ling. The moonlight was poor tonight, and it seemed that all the starlight had hidden in his eyes.
As soon as she stopped talking, Yunling felt extremely uncomfortable. She quickly rummaged through her thoughts and began to speak:
"When we were in Shucheng, we stayed at a family's house. Their smoked bacon was delicious, and my father-in-law also made lotus root candy. I bought a lot, but I've been craving it all the way here, and now I only have two pieces left. You should try some. No, no, I can't eat candy at night, it'll rot my teeth."
"Then give it to me tomorrow, don't go back and eat it later."
"I won't."
Yunling kept her promise. The next day, when the sun came out, she moved a stool to sunbathe as usual, thinking that if she ran into Lu Yinghuai, she would hand him the lotus root candy so that he wouldn't think she had stolen some.
However, instead of Lu Yinghuai, she was met by Chen Jie, who shouted:
"Ling-ge'er, something's wrong! The young master has caught a fever, he's completely disoriented, and there's no doctor on the ship. What should we do?"
Yunling jumped up from the stool, but Chengbo was faster, replying first:
"Quickly cover him with all the blankets, make sure he's completely covered, without letting a single gap in. Once he's sweated it out, most of the heat will be gone."
Upon hearing this, Chen Jie immediately ran back to the cabin. Yun Ling felt that if the fire wasn't too severe, this method was feasible, so she sat back down on the stool.
The sunlight felt warm on his skin, but his thoughts were in disarray. After a short while, Chen Jie shouted again:
"That won't do. The young master vomited, and it looks quite serious."
Tang Ling, who was standing to the side, looked at Yun Ling and said:
"Young master, don't you know medicine? Why don't you go and take a look?"
"OK."
The Lu family's merchant ship approached the ship at this end, and then extended a long plank. Yunling used the plank to put her arm around Chen Jie's shoulder, and they landed steadily.
Upon entering the cabin, the smell of vomit assaulted Yunling's nose. Coupled with the fact that the ship was veering back to its original direction after she arrived, the rocking made Yunling feel seasick again. The smell made her stomach feel churning.
"Ling-ge'er, what's wrong?"
Do you have any candied fruit?
"Yes, this fruit boat doesn't have much of anything, just lots of fruit and ice."
Yunling ate the candied fruit, calmed herself down, and gradually recovered. She walked to the bedside, and when Lu Yinghuai saw her, his eyes instantly turned aggrieved, the corners of his eyes red, and he let out a sweet, coquettish cry.
“Lingniang.”
This man was adept at manipulating her, and Yunling really couldn't do anything about it. She sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out to take her pulse, raised an eyebrow, and smiled:
"Young Master's health is precious. He used to eat good food and his stomach was delicate. These days, he can't stand eating a variety of foods. In addition, he was exposed to the wind on the deck last night and caught a cold. Naturally, he has symptoms of gastroenteritis."
"Lingniang, what should we do?"
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