"Oh, yes." Pang Yi was startled, then he realized what Zhong Mingwei meant. He hurried over and saw a chair with a hole in the corner, and a large wooden barrel under the chair. It should be used as a toilet, although it looks weird. But it was cleaned very clean. Of course, this is not something Zhong Mingwei can do. Pang Yi looked at the clean wooden barrel, and his heart was full of gratitude for a while. It seems that the Duan girl took good care of Zhong Mingwei. The daughter of the prime minister's mansion was willing to condescend to wash the toilet. It can be seen that the Duan girl is sincere to Zhong Mingwei. It is hard for Zhong Mingwei to send the Duan girl down the mountain for treatment at the cost of his life. This is really a friend in need.
Zhong Mingwei immediately brought the chair and the wooden barrel over. He helped Zhong Mingwei off the kang. After making sure that Zhong Mingwei could sit steadily, Pang Yi left.
Just now he hadn't thought much about this courtyard or this room, but now it was bright. He looked again and felt that this courtyard was tidy. Although there were many things in the room, they were in good order. The side room was full of things. But it didn't look messy or cramped. It was obvious that the Duan girl had tidied it up very well. It was obvious that the Duan girl was very clever, otherwise she wouldn't have patched the hole in the bed sheet so neatly.
Pang Yi walked around the room, looking at the furnishings in the room, and at the same time he began to regret it. When he was in the capital, the empress dowager asked about Zhong Mingwei and Duan's daughter. He was prejudiced at the time and said that Duan's daughter was a daughter of a wealthy family and could not do housework. Later, the empress dowager was willing to let Xiao An come to Ningguta, probably for this reason.
But today, as he stood in the main hall, he felt extremely regretful. He felt that he had done something wrong, both to Zhong Mingwei and to the Duan girl.
But what if Xiao Anshi had not come to Ningguta? Would she have married someone else or would she have been beheaded?
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Pang Yi shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off all the messy thoughts in his mind.
After cooking a plate of dumplings for Zhong Mingwei, Pang Yi was about to go down the mountain to ask for a doctor. However, before he left the bedroom, he heard Zhong Mingwei say behind him: "Buy some donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest and send them to Jixian Book House."
"Yes, I obey your command." Pang Yi agreed hurriedly. Without Zhong Mingwei saying anything, he naturally knew who the donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest were sent to. He drove the carriage out of the yard.
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The carriage was speeding on the white snow. It started snowing again. When the carriage finally entered the street of the small town, Pang Yi's body was already covered with a thin layer of white snow. He didn't bother to wipe it off and drove the carriage to stop in front of a bun shop.
"Waiter, give me half a pound of buns." Pang Yi didn't even get off the carriage, but sat on it to pay. He was in such a hurry in the morning that he didn't have time to eat on the mountain. It was at this time that he saw someone selling buns, and then he remembered that he hadn't eaten for almost a day.
"Sir, we have ones with pork and green onion filling, and ones with three fresh fillings. Which filling would you like?" the waiter asked enthusiastically.
"Is there one with three fresh fillings?" Pang Yi was startled, looking at the steaming steamer in a daze.
"Yes, we are the only one on this street that has steamed buns with three fresh fillings, and they are very big," the waiter introduced, taking out a white bun from the steamer and handing it to Pang Yi, "Look, sir, one of our steamed buns is worth two!"
"Give me half a pound of pork and green onions, and another half a pound of three-fresh fillings, pack them separately." Pang Yi said after a pause.
"Okay! Please take it, sir!" The waiter immediately packed the buns and handed them to Pang Yi.
While eating the buns stuffed with pork and green onion, Pang Yi turned the carriage around and soon stopped in front of the inn in his village. He hurriedly jumped off the carriage, holding the bag of buns stuffed with three fresh ingredients, and ran into the inn.
"Sir, you're back?" The waiter saw Pang Yi and greeted him warmly, "Where did you go last night? Why did you leave your wife alone?"
"That's not my wife, don't talk nonsense." The foot that had just stepped onto the stairs suddenly froze, and Pang Yi slowly retracted his foot. He turned around and walked to the waiter, handed the bag of steamed buns with three fresh fillings to the waiter, and said, "Send the buns up."
"Aren't you going up?" the waiter took the bun and asked Pang Yi.
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