On her way out of Luo Chen's residence, Luo Sheng encountered the two doctors, Wang Dafu and Li Dafu. "Wang Dafu, please stay," Luo Sheng called out composedly. Wang Dafu, carrying the medicine box, paused and quickly approached to greet her.
Meanwhile, Li Dafu was puzzled by Wang Dafu's reaction. He couldn't help but wonder why Wang Dafu had been so polite to Luo Sheng yesterday, even going so far as to bow deeply to her. He couldn't fathom the reason behind it.
Luo Sheng glanced at the medicine box that Wang Dafu was carrying and asked, "Are the two doctors leaving Sheng Mansion?" Wang Dafu hurriedly replied, "The young master's fever has subsided, so we will return to our clinic for now and come back again tomorrow."
"Wang Dafu, let's talk," Luo Sheng said, pointing to the pavilion not far away. Wang Dafu followed her to the pavilion, while Li Dafu subconsciously tried to follow but was stopped by Hongdou. "My Miss is going to have a private conversation with Wang Dafu. Do you intend to eavesdrop?" Hongdou questioned him.
Li Dafu blushed angrily but didn't dare to argue, so he simply left, flicking his sleeves in annoyance.
Luo Sheng glanced at the retreating figure of Li Dafu, then turned her gaze back to Wang Dafu. Wang Dafu couldn't help but ask, "Miss, what is the matter that you called me here for?" He felt a sense of greed for the Tuihan Pill[1] prescription and couldn't help but feel inferior in front of Miss Luo. But such a noble lady probably wouldn't concern herself with it, right?
"Wang Dafu, will you be visiting here in the upcoming days?" Luo Sheng inquired. "Young master hasn't fully recovered yet, so I will come here for daily follow-up visits." Wang Dafu replied. A gentle smile graced Luo Sheng's face as she remarked, "That's good. I will need your assistance in preparing another pill in a few days."
Wang Dafu's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "Miss, rest assured, I will carefully prepare it," he assured her. "I am grateful for your dedication, Wang Dafu. You may now attend to your other duties," Luo Sheng said.
Hongdou stood by Luo Sheng's side, watching as Wang Dafu departed, and whispered, "Miss, I have a feeling that this old man is up to something." "Why?" Luo Sheng asked, her expression calm. Hongdou curled her lips: "I've seen many people approach you seeking benefits."
Luo Sheng smiled, "He is better than nothing[2]. Let's go back and cook porridge." Upon hearing the mention of cooking porridge, Hongdou couldn't help but salivate. Miss's meat porridge was truly delicious. She had a bowl this morning, and it was simply delightful.
However, the strange thing is, as Miss number one maid, she had eaten many delectable dishes back home in the capital, so why did she feel that none of them compared to a simple bowl of meat porridge? The little maid pondered for a while and couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it. Rather than thinking so much about it, eating an extra bowl of porridge at noon is better.
Luo Sheng returned to her courtyard and headed straight for the small kitchen. Qinghong and Hancui, who were engrossed in their conversation while tending to the fire, brightened up at the sight of Luo Sheng's arrival. "Miss is back," they exclaimed.
Hongdou shot the two maids a disapproving glare. How shameless of them to dare to eat the meat porridge cooked by Miss. Luo Sheng nodded subtly, stepping closer to inhale the enticing aroma wafting from the casserole gently. It was pure rice fragrance.
"Be sure to maintain this heat and avoid lifting the lid halfway," Luo Sheng instructed before leaving the small kitchen.
As lunchtime approached, Luo Sheng returned to the small kitchen and lifted the pot lid. The water and rice blended perfectly, achieving the desired consistency. Everything was just right. She added pepper, minced ginger, and other spices and carefully added the marinated fish fillets.
In no time, a pot of fragrant fish fillet porridge was ready. The enticing aroma of the fish porridge made all three maids instinctively swallow their saliva. The taste of the previous bowl of meat porridge still lingered in their minds.
"One bowl for Funing Hall and one for my brother, and then you can share the rest." Upon hearing this, the three maids cheered in unison.[1] Tuihan pill: previously fever-reducing pill
[2] Better than someone with no medical skills
On her way out of Luo Chen's residence, Luo Sheng encountered the two doctors, Wang Dafu and Li Dafu. "Wang Dafu, please stay," Luo Sheng called out composedly. Wang Dafu, carrying the medicine box, paused and quickly approached to greet her.
Meanwhile, Li Dafu was puzzled by Wang Dafu's reaction. He couldn't help but wonder why Wang Dafu had been so polite to Luo Sheng yesterday, even going so far as to bow deeply to her. He couldn't fathom the reason behind it.
Luo Sheng glanced at the medicine box that Wang Dafu was carrying and asked, "Are the two doctors leaving Sheng Mansion?" Wang Dafu hurriedly replied, "The young master's fever has subsided, so we will return to our clinic for now and come back again tomorrow."
"Wang Dafu, let's talk," Luo Sheng said, pointing to the pavilion not far away. Wang Dafu followed her to the pavilion, while Li Dafu subconsciously tried to follow but was stopped by Hongdou. "My Miss is going to have a private conversation with Wang Dafu. Do you intend to eavesdrop?" Hongdou questioned him.
Li Dafu blushed angrily but didn't dare to argue, so he simply left, flicking his sleeves in annoyance.
Luo Sheng glanced at the retreating figure of Li Dafu, then turned her gaze back to Wang Dafu. Wang Dafu couldn't help but ask, "Miss, what is the matter that you called me here for?" He felt a sense of greed for the Tuihan Pill[1] prescription and couldn't help but feel inferior in front of Miss Luo. But such a noble lady probably wouldn't concern herself with it, right?
"Wang Dafu, will you be visiting here in the upcoming days?" Luo Sheng inquired. "Young master hasn't fully recovered yet, so I will come here for daily follow-up visits." Wang Dafu replied. A gentle smile graced Luo Sheng's face as she remarked, "That's good. I will need your assistance in preparing another pill in a few days."
Wang Dafu's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "Miss, rest assured, I will carefully prepare it," he assured her. "I am grateful for your dedication, Wang Dafu. You may now attend to your other duties," Luo Sheng said.
Hongdou stood by Luo Sheng's side, watching as Wang Dafu departed, and whispered, "Miss, I have a feeling that this old man is up to something." "Why?" Luo Sheng asked, her expression calm. Hongdou curled her lips: "I've seen many people approach you seeking benefits."
Luo Sheng smiled, "He is better than nothing[2]. Let's go back and cook porridge." Upon hearing the mention of cooking porridge, Hongdou couldn't help but salivate. Miss's meat porridge was truly delicious. She had a bowl this morning, and it was simply delightful.
However, the strange thing is, as Miss number one maid, she had eaten many delectable dishes back home in the capital, so why did she feel that none of them compared to a simple bowl of meat porridge? The little maid pondered for a while and couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it. Rather than thinking so much about it, eating an extra bowl of porridge at noon is better.
Luo Sheng returned to her courtyard and headed straight for the small kitchen. Qinghong and Hancui, who were engrossed in their conversation while tending to the fire, brightened up at the sight of Luo Sheng's arrival. "Miss is back," they exclaimed.
Hongdou shot the two maids a disapproving glare. How shameless of them to dare to eat the meat porridge cooked by Miss. Luo Sheng nodded subtly, stepping closer to inhale the enticing aroma wafting from the casserole gently. It was pure rice fragrance.
"Be sure to maintain this heat and avoid lifting the lid halfway," Luo Sheng instructed before leaving the small kitchen.
As lunchtime approached, Luo Sheng returned to the small kitchen and lifted the pot lid. The water and rice blended perfectly, achieving the desired consistency. Everything was just right. She added pepper, minced ginger, and other spices and carefully added the marinated fish fillets.
In no time, a pot of fragrant fish fillet porridge was ready. The enticing aroma of the fish porridge made all three maids instinctively swallow their saliva. The taste of the previous bowl of meat porridge still lingered in their minds.
"One bowl for Funing Hall and one for my brother, and then you can share the rest." Upon hearing this, the three maids cheered in unison.[1] Tuihan pill: previously fever-reducing pill
[2] Better than someone with no medical skills
