Transmigration: A Farm Girl's Brocade-Chapter 99 - Seeing a Doctor_1

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Seeing a Doctor_1

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Seeing a Doctor_1

Qian Yixiu looked at Liang Jinzhao gratefully. She definitely believed that Liang Jinzhao asking Steward Wong to come wasn’t just to serve them.

This big guy’s intelligence was as high as his height, and his thoughts were much deeper than those of the two young men, Song Huaijin and Zhang Yang; he was cunningly looking for supporters for his family. She had always wondered why Steward Wong was so good to her family, but now she was beginning to understand.

Big Uncle’s character was indeed quite good.

After Liang Jinzhao and the others played with Monkey for a while, they became interested in the two little dogs under the eaves of the eastern wing room and got up to walk over. Dashan, understanding human nature and seeing that the guests were Monkey’s comrades and people brought in by the owner, did not bother with them. But seeing them approaching, Dashan immediately stood up to protect Benben and Tiaotiao, ready to fight if anyone dared to snatch his children.

Qian Yixiu went over and hugged Dashan’s neck, saying, “These young masters are good people, they won’t take your children, don’t worry.”

Monkey Brother also jumped over and nursed for a bit, as if to say, I’m your son, and your son’s friends are your friends.

Only then did Dashan let down his guard, half lying on the ground. Benben and Tiaotiao, just like their big brother Monkey, were crazy for attention. As soon as they saw more people, they started rolling around and frolicking, their cute antics causing the group of young boys to laugh out loud.

Soon after, Qian Yijin ran back. He was very familiar with the Little Monk and Zhang Yang, and with his high diplomatic skills, it didn’t take long for him to strike up a conversation with Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin, who were much older than him.

With Qian Yijin entertaining the guests, Qian Yixiu was free to do other things, and Qian Sangui also sighed with relief. It was too stressful for him to chat with these young nobles.

The little aunt also led Qian Mandie back, both of them carrying baskets. The trio headed to the kitchen, where they took out wood ears, mushrooms, walnuts, a bunch of wild grapes, a handful of bayberries, and even half a cup of wild honey.

Qian Manxia smiled and said, “Auntie took all the good stuff from their kitchen. Duo Duo even cried because she was reluctant to part with the honey.”

Although Lady Wang was somewhat selfish and competitive, she was indeed a smart person. No wonder her family lived well, and her children and grandchildren were well-taught.

Qian Yixiu happily thanked Qian Manxia.

She let them soak the glutinous rice to prepare for cooking, start some dough with the white flour, and clean and wash the vegetables. She herself cleaned the grapes and bayberries and took them to entertain the guests.

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At that moment, Steward Wong arrived with his two sons and Madam Wong Liang, driving a bullock cart and carrying many different foods.

As soon as Steward Wong came in, he bowed profusely and apologized to Song Huaijin and Liang Jinzhao, “This old servant deserves death for not knowing the young master and Young Master Cousin were here, and for arriving late.”

Song Huaijin waved his hand, “Nonsense, just wait to the side.”

Qian Sangui greeted them, “Elder Wong, Wong Liang, Second Master Wong, please sit.”

Steward Wong’s face turned red, “What lord? You’re too polite, Qian San, just call me Brother Wong.” He pointed to his two sons and said, “If there’s anything, just command your two nephews to run errands.” He also told his daughter-in-law to hurry and take the things into the kitchen to help out.

The Wong family, aware that a Monk had come, wisely didn’t bring any meat dishes, but brought white flour, glutinous rice, red beans, white sugar, soy gluten, and even a few sections of lotus root and two watermelons.

Qian Yixiu was delighted to see so many good things.

They started by slicing the watermelons and had Wong Liang take them out to treat the young masters. They then busied themselves with soaking red beans, cooking lotus roots, preparing pumpkin, and so on.

Lady Wu had returned as well, bringing back everything Qian Yixiu had asked her to buy.

Looking over the ingredients, Qian Yixiu decided to make vegetarian buns, red bean cakes, shredded potato pancakes, pumpkin cakes, sesame balls, and plum blossom cookies as a few of the vegetarian pastries. She would also prepare bean curd stick and herb rolls, stir-fried dual-color mushrooms, vegetarian minced meat eggplant pies, pearl mushroom balls, honeyed glutinous rice lotus root, garlic fern stems, and shredded sugar potatoes among other vegetarian dishes, and to finish, she planned to make a three-color pearl dessert soup.

They knew how to make some of the pastries and dishes, so she let them start on those, while Qian Yixiu, Lady Wu, and Qian Manxia worked together on the ones they didn’t know how to make.

Aside from the honeyed glutinous rice lotus root and plum blossom cookies, which were more labor-intensive, the rest were easy to make.

Madam Wong Liang was puzzled to see several adults willingly following the orders of this young girl.

Qian Mandie asked with some astonishment, “Yixiu, how do you know about so many delicacies?”

Qian Yixiu said, “Some of these dishes were made by the cooks at Old Master Zhang’s house the last time we had a meal there.

I liked them a lot, so I asked a few more questions. And two of the dishes I came up with on my own, so I’m not sure if they will turn out to be tasty or not.”

Lady Wu knew her granddaughter was precocious and nodded in agreement when she heard her explanation.

After ensuring everyone had started on their tasks and giving clear instructions to Lady Wu, she went to the left wing to check on Cheng Yue. Her mother had rushed into the room before the guests entered the yard and had closed all the doors and windows, leaving the small room oppressively hot and stuffy.

As soon as Qian Yixiu entered the room, she was hit by a wave of hot air and said, “Mom, it’s too hot. Let’s crack open a window.”

Cheng Yue, who had been peeking outside through the paper-covered window, turned around and said blankly, “Yixiu, my head hurts, and so does my chest.” She looked pale, her hand pressed against her chest, clearly in discomfort.

Qian Yixiu was startled, “It must be too hot; Mom, you’ve got heatstroke.” After saying this, she climbed onto a table and opened a small window.

She first gave her half a bowl of sour mildew soup to drink, then had her lie down, picked up a large palm-leaf fan, and began fanning her. Seeing that she was feeling somewhat better, Qian Yixiu suggested inviting Zhang Yang in to take her pulse.

Cheng Yue didn’t like strangers coming near her, especially strange men. But she had been secretly watching the young men in the courtyard, and for some reason, she felt an unusual kinship with them, a sensation in her heart that was hard to describe.

Hearing that one of the young men would come to see her, she readily nodded in agreement.

Qian Yixiu, pleased by her mother’s cooperation, ran out and pulled Zhang Yang aside, asking him to take her mother’s pulse.

The Zhang family was renowned in the Great Qian Kingdom for their skills in treating epilepsy and phlegm disorders. Qian Yixiu had always felt that epileptic seizures and amnesia were both related to neurological conditions and there might be some common ground between them.

She had wanted to ask Zhang Zhongkun to treat her mother for some time, but since her mother wasn’t willing to go out and she was too shy to ask Zhang Zhongkun to come to their house, the opportunity never arose. A few months before, Zhang Zhongkun had treated her mother, but that was for an external injury.

As the saying goes, a good teacher produces outstanding students; even though Zhang Yang was young, he had been memorizing medical texts and learning medicine from a young age, taught by Zhang Zhongkun himself, and his skills far surpassed those of the local village doctor, Doctor Lin.

So, as soon as Zhang Yang arrived at their home, Qian Yixiu thought of asking him to examine her mother’s pulse. It wasn’t easy to ask for Old Master Zhang, but when his son and disciple came, how could she miss this excellent opportunity?

Zhang Yang readily agreed and went with her to the left wing. Upon entering, he remarked, “It’s so stuffy and hot in here, it’s enough to make anyone sick.”

Upon seeing Cheng Yue, he paused for a moment. This was his first time meeting Cheng Yue, and although he was prepared to see the mother of a lovely child, he was still taken aback.