Chapter 112 You say he is the Imperial Advisor?
To be precise, all the children in the family have gotten a bit fatter thanks to Jiang Nuanzhi's care.
Even though Li Rong was seriously ill, he didn't lose much weight.
Little Baozhu ate more than usual, her little belly round and full. Her cheeks still had a hint of baby fat, and although her skin wasn't as fair and tender as Wan'er's yet, her wounds had healed long ago, and she was much fairer than before.
Needless to say, Xiao Er always had a great appetite, even more than some adults. He hadn't gained too much weight, but the boy looked more robust and had grown quite a bit taller.
Li Junping has gotten a bit chubby from being fattened up, but he's been going to school lately and hasn't been eating well, so it's not very noticeable.
Putting the children aside, even though Young Master Lü had only been at their house for a few days, he looked much stronger than before. He was tanned, looked more energetic, and seemed to have grown taller; Jiang Nuanzhi estimated he was probably 1.8 meters tall.
Thinking this, Jiang Nuanzhi reached out to grab the soup spoon, intending to drink the last bowl of soup.
Who knew that the next second, the old man picked up the soup bowl, poured all the remaining soup into his own bowl, tilted his head back, and gulped it all down.
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at the old man, then at the impeccably clean tabletop. She rubbed her nose and said, "I'll make more next time."
She was secretly relieved that she had just left some food for Li Rong, otherwise Li Rong would have had nothing to eat and she would have had to cook porridge for her.
After the meal, before Jiang Nuanzhi could even reach for the plates, the children eagerly offered to clean up.
Jiang Nuanzhi let them have their way, praising them with a smile, and then went to work on the green apricots.
She plans to make some apricot wine, and use the leftovers to make jam for the children.
Actually, when it comes to making jam, there are all sorts of berries on the mountain. Like bayberries, blackberries, wild strawberries, peaches, plums, and so on—you can pick them and make jam. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water. It's just that it's not season yet, so they're not ripe.
These green apricots have the taste of early summer, which is quite unique.
Now, she washed all the green apricots clean, dried them, found a clean jar, wiped the inside dry, then spread a layer of green apricots on top, then a layer of rock sugar, repeating this process until the jar was mostly full, then poured in strong liquor and sealed the lid.
Green apricot wine is not fermented naturally, but the brewed green apricot wine has a unique and irreplaceable fragrance. After drinking this wine, one feels as if even their breath carries a touch of fresh, sweet aroma, making it irresistible.
Moreover, the preparation process is very simple. Just make sure that the green apricots, utensils, and even the yellow rock sugar used do not come into contact with water. It can be drunk after soaking for more than ten days, although the longer it is soaked, the better.
Next, she washed the remaining apricots, spread them evenly in the pot, covered the pot, and steamed them slowly.
"What are you doing?"
Just as Jiang Nuanzhi was concentrating on preparing the food, she suddenly heard a sound behind her. Startled, she turned around and saw the old man staring curiously at the wine jar she hadn't yet put away.
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned: "Grandpa, didn't you say you'd leave after dinner?"
The old man suddenly sat down on the ground and sighed, "Oh, look! It's almost dark! I'm an old man, and my mind isn't working well anymore. If I go out, I'm afraid I'll die out there. You're a doctor, right? You wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die, would you?"
As she spoke, she even looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a pitiful expression.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "So how long are you going to stay?"
"You have to let me stay here for at least two days, right? I'll definitely leave once I'm better. I won't stay for free; I'll pay you, okay?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Do you have any money?"
The old man smiled and said, "You can keep track of things for now. When I'm a bit better and know where I keep my money, I'll definitely get it back for you."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "I believed your lies."
He got up and left immediately.
However, before entering the room, Jiang Nuanzhi tossed out a sentence: "Two ounces a day, I'll write you an IOU later, you have to sign and put your fingerprint on it."
"Alright." The old man replied casually, "Wait! Girl, you still haven't told me what's in this jar!"
Jiang Nuanzhi ignored him and went inside to find Li Rong.
Inside the house, Li Rong had finished his meal.
Jiang Nuanzhi served him half a bowl of pork ribs, four egg pancakes rolled with shredded potatoes, a small dish of pickled vegetables, and a small bowl of soup, which he ate clean. The bowls were now neatly stacked together, with the bones arranged in the bowls.
Li Rong was sitting by the window with his back to her, looking out.
“Still worried? From a medical perspective, he does have some mental issues, and he might actually be dangerous, but I can assure you, I can’t beat him,” Jiang Nuanzhi said.
Li Rong's brows were still furrowed tightly, and his eyes were fixed on the window.
Jiang Nuanzhi was quite curious, so she took off her shoes and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), then leaned against the window and peered out following Li Rong's gaze.
The old man was lying on the ground, examining his wine jar, sniffing it and looking at it. He didn't seem very bright.
Li Rong frowned, pondered for a while, and then said, "Do you think it's possible that he's faking it?"
Jiang Nuanzhi shrugged: "It's possible. After all, who knows what's going on with someone's mind? But tell me, given how things are we now, if he's faking it, what would he be after?"
Upon hearing this, Li Rong paused for a moment, momentarily stunned. He subconsciously looked towards Jiang Nuanzhi.
She was now propping her head up with her hand, looking completely nonchalant. Yet… there was an inexplicable air of languor and nonchalance about her. Clearly, she wasn't on guard against the old man.
Li Rong sighed: "...Do you know who he is?"
"Who?" Jiang Nuanzhi looked over curiously.
The person Li Rong was so wary of was definitely not a good person. Jiang Nuanzhi was indeed curious.
Li Rong's eyes were deep and his hoarse voice slowly said, "If I'm not mistaken, he is the current Grand Preceptor of the Great Jing Dynasty, Jing Wanning."
"The Imperial Advisor?"
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow and immediately turned her gaze back to that person.
The old man was now facing away from them, his buttocks sticking out as he examined the wine jar. A fly landed on his buttocks, and he scratched it because it itched.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at him with a complicated expression: "You mean... he's the Imperial Advisor?"
Jiang Nuanzhi simply couldn't reconcile this person with the seemingly omnipotent and domineering national advisor in the book.
In the original book, Xie Liangchen went to great lengths to find rare treasures, all in order to meet the Imperial Advisor. The Imperial Advisor in the original book was mysterious and unfathomable, unmatched by anyone.
Now that Li Rong tells her that this person is actually the Imperial Advisor, Jiang Nuanzhi finds it somewhat absurd.
“I would recognize him even if he were ashes. There’s no mistake.” Li Rong’s hoarse voice trembled slightly, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"If it weren't for that person's help back then, how could my Li family have fallen to such a state?"
As he spoke, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his entire body trembled. In an instant, an overwhelming hatred seemed to spread from his body, enveloping him in a dark shadow.
Looking at him like this, Jiang Nuanzhi felt a strange tightness in her chest. But then, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Wait, don't be angry. This isn't right! How could the Grand Preceptor of the Great Jing Dynasty be a woman?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: Is the difference between the buyer's show and the buyer's show really that big?
(End of this chapter)
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