Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 495: Fermented glutinous rice

After writing the prescription, Peng An took it to get the medicine. Tang begged, "Little Doctor, do you have other things to do today? Can you please not leave?"

She glanced at the bedroom where the child was and pleaded, "We don't know anything. We don't know what to do if something happens. With you here, if anything happens, we can get medical treatment in time."

Song Ying nodded. "Okay, let's go have breakfast nearby and come back soon. After we get the medicine, boil it quickly and feed him a bowl first. If there are no accidents, feed him another bowl at noon."

In this situation, Song Ying would not leave even if she asked. Peng Hui had been vomiting and bleeding for the past two days, and had lost a lot of blood. His vitality was greatly damaged, and his life would be in danger if he was not careful.

Since she was seeing patients, she naturally had to stay here just in case.

"Oh, look at my brain, I forgot you haven't had breakfast yet. How rude! I'll cook right away." Tang felt even more embarrassed.

"Sister, that's not necessary. Everyone has family members who are sick. You are so worried and can't take care of them. We all understand.

You go ahead and prepare the medicine, and don't worry about us."

Tang was even more grateful. "To be honest, I'm not in the mood to cook right now. How about this? I'll give you some money, and you can go out and buy food. It's really neglectful of you."

With that, she went into the house to get the money.

Seeing that their family was not well off and they had to pay for the child's medicine, Song Ying would never use his family's money to eat breakfast. While she was in the house, he went out with Yuan Qing.

After leaving the Peng family, Yuan Qing smiled and joked, "The little doctor is not only a skilled doctor, but also has a kind heart."

Song Ying brushed her hair back and said proudly, "Of course not. They all say I'm the reincarnation of the Jade Maiden beside Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I have a kind heart."

Yuan Qing smiled, "Yes, that's right, you are the reincarnation of a fairy."

As we were chatting and laughing, we arrived at the door of a restaurant and he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Song Ying looked at the sun that had already climbed to the top of the tree and said, "It's too hot today. Let's eat some jelly."

Yuan Qing looked around and said, "There's a place over there. It's still crowded at this hour. It must be delicious."

The two of them went over, and Yuan Qing called the boss to take their order: "Uncle, give me a serving of jelly, a serving of cold cucumber salad, and two bowls of porridge."

In this hot weather, these soups and drinks are the most comfortable.

Song Ying found an empty table and sat down, then added, "Only add a little chili pepper and more vinegar."

"Okay," the boss agreed. "Is this your first time visiting our shop? Our fermented glutinous rice is famous far and wide. Some high-ranking officials even come here specifically to eat it. Would you like to try it? It's made with the most tender osmanthus flowers."

Song Ying ignored the strange description of 'the tenderest osmanthus flowers' and asked curiously, "Have the osmanthus flowers here bloomed yet?"

Some people in Qingshui County have also planted osmanthus trees, but they have not yet bloomed.

The boss nodded with a smile, "It's the early silver osmanthus on the West Mountain. It blooms very early every year."

Song Ying thought for a moment and said, "Laozao is also wine. We need to work soon. Just give us one bowl, and an extra bowl and spoon."

The boss happily agreed and went into the kitchen to make it.

They are all ready-made foods, just mix them and they will be served quickly.

Song Ying was curious about the famous fermented glutinous rice wine. He picked up a porcelain spoon and scooped it up, muttering, "It's thicker and clearer than the one I make at home."

In recent years, the Yang and Li families have also made some fermented glutinous rice wine to entertain guests during the Chinese New Year.

To be honest, it's not delicious. The glutinous rice sticks together and some of it is half-cooked. When you chew it, your teeth are covered with flour.

She didn't pay attention to whether the restaurants in the city sold fermented glutinous rice, because she didn't like it anyway.

The fermented glutinous rice soup is clear. It does not contain whole glutinous rice grains, but glutinous rice flour rolled into small dumplings the size of a fingernail. The hanging flowers are also different from ordinary osmanthus flowers. They are light yellow with some milky white, and the fragrance is clear and refreshing, going straight into the nostrils.

Yuan Qing didn't look at the fermented glutinous rice, but her eyes fell on her hand holding the porcelain spoon. Her hands were very beautiful, with slender fingertips and inconspicuous joints, like freshly peeled bamboo shoots or dust-free mutton-fat jade. Her nails had a natural light crimson color and were rounded. They were not stained with nail polish, but had a lustrous luster.

“It seems really delicious.”

Hearing this, Yuan Qing quickly looked away. He picked up another spoon, scooped a few spoonfuls into the empty bowl, and pushed the rest over. "Then try it."

Song Ying exchanged their bowls and said, "I have to see a patient soon, so I can't drink too much. I'll just taste it."

Yuan Qing added, "If it tastes good, come back after it's over."

Song Ying nodded, scooped up a small half spoonful, tasted it, and nodded repeatedly with squinting eyes, "It's really delicious, lightly sweet, and the soup is sticky. The small dumplings don't have fillings, they are made of pure glutinous rice flour."

The sparkling look in her eyes made Yuan Qing unable to take his eyes away again. She was so beautiful.

He thought that as long as he saw her like this, no matter how big his troubles were, he could put them aside.

"What are you standing there for? Come and try it. I can't taste the sweetness of the osmanthus at first. I have to savor it for a while before I can feel its sweet fragrance."

"Oh, okay." Yuan Qing came back to his senses and took a sip. The taste of the wine was very light, almost non-existent. He thought that drinking two or three bowls of wine with such a taste should not have any effect.

But seeing that Song Ying had no intention of adding more after tasting it, he knew that she was cautious for the sake of the patient, so he did not mention it again.

He savored it carefully, and the soft and slightly sweet taste melted in his mouth, spreading along his throat to his heart, becoming sweeter and sweeter.

"How about it?"

Yuan Qing nodded, meeting those sparkling eyes. "It's delicious. Although the sweetness is light, the aftertaste is long-lasting. It's also cool, very refreshing."

Song Ying smiled and looked up at the name of the restaurant. "Remember this restaurant. Let's eat here again when we come to the capital."

us……

Yuan Qing savored this, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said softly: "Okay."

After tasting the fermented glutinous rice, they went on to eat jelly and cucumber. The sour taste mixed with a little bit of spiciness was very appetizing. Fortunately, they were all cold dishes, so they didn’t sweat profusely after eating.

When Song Ying returned home after dinner, he also brought breakfast for Peng An and his wife.

The medicine had been brought back, and Tang was decocting it. She felt even more embarrassed when she saw Song Ying bringing them food, and insisted on paying for it.

Song Ying had no choice but to accept it temporarily. In the evening, not long after Peng Hui drank the medicine for the third time, his high fever obviously subsided a lot. He only had a slight fever and no fresh bleeding spots on his body.

The person woke up, but he had been having a fever for a long time and was not very conscious.

The medicine worked, and Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief. He followed the original prescription, made some additions and subtractions, and asked the patient to get more medicine to drink for three days.

Peng An held the prescription in his hand, his heart finally at ease after a whole day of worry. "Thank you, doctor! I'll go get the medicine before it gets dark."

Tang came out with a string of copper coins, "Little Doctor, how much is the fee?"

Her voice was a little nervous. A doctor with such good medical skills would certainly charge much higher consultation fees than an ordinary doctor. She had heard before that this little miracle doctor treated the powerful and wealthy, and charged one or two taels of silver for ordinary illnesses.