Chapter 183 Attention
Ji Changqing had just brought another pot of grilled fish to the table when his eyelids twitched when he heard this.
Without waiting for his mother to speak, he said, "Mom, this fish is not spicy. It's specially made for you."
Seeing his flattering expression, Qi snorted coldly.
"I'll deal with you later."
Feng Qingsui was completely focused on the grilled fish and had no time to explore the hidden meaning of the mother and son's words.
The rainstorm has just stopped, and a cool breeze is blowing. The red oil is boiling, the grilled fish is fresh and fragrant, and the tofu pudding is smooth and tender. One bite and the fragrance is so delicious that it will make your soul leave your body.
Just for this dish, Feng Qingsui is willing to stay in the Ji Mansion forever.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.
After settling accounts with the Crown Prince, she should leave the capital and go find her master.
I’m afraid I’ll never have any contact with the Ji family again in my life.
Thinking of this, she put another piece of fish into the bowl.
Eat today’s meal, tomorrow’s separation and tomorrow’s problems will be dealt with tomorrow. Finish this meal well before thinking about anything else.
Seeing that she was eating in a hurry, Ji Changqing was worried that she would burn her tongue, so he subconsciously poured a cup of iced sour plum soup and wanted to give it to her.
Just as I picked up the cup, I heard my mother's voice: "Pour me a cup too."
There was a pause.
Put the sour plum soup on the mother's right hand side.
"Mom, this is for you."
Yeah?
Qi was half-believing and half-doubting.
Why did she feel that the gesture he made just now didn't seem like he was going to pass it to her?
Ji Changqing calmly poured another glass and handed it to Feng Qingsui: "Sister-in-law, please."
"Thank you, Second Master."
Feng Qingsui took it with a smile.
After taking a sip, he praised, "Second Master, this sour plum soup is delicious. It goes perfectly with the grilled fish."
Ji Changqing chuckled and said, "It's specially prepared to go with the grilled fish."
Feng Qingsui had an idea.
"Would you like to sell me this recipe for sour plum soup, Master?"
Ji Changqing's smile froze.
"You want to sell sour plum soup?"
Feng Qingsui nodded.
"It's summer now, and the Qinghui Warm Velvet Pavilion is deserted. Madam Xu suggested that I sell something to cool down the summer heat. I think sour plum soup would be a good idea."
Ji Changqing was silent for a moment, then said, "Just take this prescription. I'll write it down for you later."
"That won't do," Feng Qingsui said seriously, "Even brothers have to settle accounts clearly. I can't take advantage of Second Master for nothing. Second Master provides the recipe, and I provide the materials, venue, and manpower. How about giving Second Master 30% of the net profit?"
Ji Changqing shook his head: "I don't need this little money."
Feng Qingsui was about to say something, but Qi smiled and said, "Why be so polite to him? This sour plum soup recipe wasn't his first idea. He just modified it a little. A penny is more than enough to reward him."
Ji Changqing: “…”
Who is the biological child?
He sighed and said, "Mother is right. If you must buy my recipe, just give me a penny."
Feng Qingsui didn't insist any more and said with a smile, "Okay!"
After eating the grilled fish, Feng Qingsui went back to Polangxuan to wash up.
Qi looked at Ji Changqing, who was left behind by her, and asked, "Did you really send an umbrella to your sister-in-law?"
The rain these days has been sweeping sideways, and an umbrella is useless, so she never instructed the servants to bring an umbrella to her daughter-in-law.
——Instead of walking in the rain with an umbrella and getting soaked, it is better to find a place to take shelter. Anyway, the rain will only last for half an hour.
Ji Changqing nodded.
Qi asked again, "Did you go there in person?"
Ji Changqing: "...Yes."
Qi's face turned stern: "Even if you don't want to go on a blind date and you think I'm nagging you, you can't use your sister-in-law as an excuse."
"It doesn't matter how you act in the mansion. After all, we are family and know our own business. You can't do this outside. If you are not careful, you will be criticized."
"Take the matter of you sending the umbrella for example. If others saw it, they would think you had some ulterior motives towards your sister-in-law, or that you and your sister-in-law had a shameful affair."
"Wouldn't that just ruin your sister-in-law's reputation?"
"You better be careful next time."
Ji Changqing really has ulterior motives: "..."
Why did he agree to get married with Feng Qingsui in the first place?
If she had asked her mother to adopt her as her adopted daughter, it wouldn't have been as troublesome as it is now.
He responded sullenly, "Mom, I'll remember that."
He dragged his heavy feet out of Ci'an Hall.
My heart feels heavier as I walk.
"Am I going to follow in Shangguan Mu's footsteps, spending my whole life just yearning for each other but never meeting each other?"
He thought with a frown.
After returning to the courtyard, he sat for a while, then remembered what he had promised to do during the meal. He ground ink and picked up a pen to write down the recipe for sour plum soup.
Just as I finished writing, Feng Qingsui came over.
"Second Master, there have been a lot of mosquitoes recently. I made some mosquito coils. Please try it and see if it works. If it doesn't, tell me and I'll adjust the formula."
Feng Qingsui said this and put a box of mosquito coils on the table.
Ji Zhangqing glanced down and said, "Are you going to sell this mosquito coil in Qinghui Nuanrong Pavilion?"
"Exactly."
Feng Qingsui nodded.
"I've bought and tried all the mosquito coils available in Beijing, but they don't seem to work very well, so I made my own. I figured if it works, it would sell well."
Seeing that she kept talking about making money, Ji Changqing's heart sank again.
Once she saves enough money, she will leave, right?
Maybe it's a good thing for him that she's gone?
After all, the person is not in front of you, so maybe the heat in your heart will slowly cool down?
However, looking at the beautiful eyebrows and bright eyes of the person in front of him, he felt that he would probably never forget her for the rest of his life.
——Isn’t Shangguan Mu a precedent?
Once you are addicted to love, there is no cure.
He concealed the expression in his eyes and handed her the written recipe for sour plum soup.
Feng Qingsui smiled and said, "Thank you, Second Master."
Then he handed over a gold coin that was square inside and round outside.
"This is the money I ordered to buy this recipe."
It was the first time that Ji Changqing saw someone make a gold coin that looked like a copper coin with the words polished off. He took it and rubbed it, and immediately understood the purpose of the gold coin.
——Made for easy carrying on the road and to confuse people.
He had taken great pains to prepare the money for the journey, and was obviously ready to run away.
He lowered his eyes and said nothing.
At night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. When he entered the palace for court, he saw Shangguan Mu with a gloomy face.
Shangguan Mu was about to greet him, but seeing this he could not help but take a few steps back.
I thought to myself: Why is this person so moody again?
It is said that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. He did not think His Majesty was that scary. Instead, his friend Ji Changqing was much more difficult to serve than His Majesty.
Avoid getting close to Ji Changqing today.
He'd better stay away from him.
In the court, several people came forward and proposed to establish a queen.
"The country cannot live without a queen for a single day. From now on, the throne will be vacant. Your Majesty, please appoint a queen as soon as possible to reassure the people."
Other court officials seconded the motion.
The emperor's face darkened slightly. He glanced at his ministers and saw that they all had expectant expressions on their faces, except for Ji Changqing, who had no expression on his face. His expression immediately softened.
"What do you think, Ji Qing?"
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