Liu Renli suddenly realized that he could not do anything and could not prepare a single soup.

Looking at Liu Xiu'er, he reluctantly handed the soup bowl to Chuntao. Chuntao touched the temperature of the soup bowl, stirred and blew it, and then put the straw in the bowl.

The reed pole has been carefully processed, and it has no hair inside and is very smooth. However, the only disadvantage is that it is easy to float on the liquid surface. Zhou Heng asked someone to install a silver ring on the bottom of the straw so that it will not float at will.

Liu Xiu'er opened her mouth slightly, without moving her neck, and was careful to drink the soup.

Liu Renli looked at Liu Xiu'er with anticipation, raised her eyebrows, and asked anxiously when she saw that she did not comment on her taste.

“How does it taste?”

Liu Xiu'er nodded and said with a smile at Liu Renli:

"It tastes good, the soup made by my brother has the taste of mother."

Liu Renli looked at Liu Xiu'er, and his eyes were slightly red. This motherly smell made Liu Renli almost unable to hold back.

I wanted to raise my hand to rub Liu Xiu'er's head, but when I thought of the wound on her neck, I stopped moving instantly, looked at Liu Xiu'er's eyes with a soft smile.

"Xiu'er's eyes look exactly the same as her mother. She will never have to take Mu Li in and out again in the future. My brother is happy to see him, really happy."

Speaking of the emotional part, Liu Renli was crying. Liu Xiu'er wanted to wipe him, but when she raised her hand, she pulled the wound on her neck, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Zhou Heng quickly helped Liu Renli up. This guy was not only a girl, but when he saw his sister had zero IQ, but how could Liu Xiuer rest in this way?

"Sir, Miss Liu should not be too excited, let her rest."

Liu Renli quickly got up, and then she realized that she was in the clinic at this moment. She quickly raised her sleeves and wiped the corners of her eyes, lowering her head slightly to hide the embarrassment on her face.

"Okay, I'll go back first. Chuntao takes good care of Xiu'er. I'll come again tomorrow. I'll stew pigeon soup with my own hands."

Zhou Heng has a black line. No matter how good the food is, he cannot drink it every day.

"Let's go, I'll list a recipe. If Lord Liu likes it, you can follow the recipe."

Liu Renli looked up and said, "This is good, let's discuss it."

As they said that, the two left. When Liu Xiu'er saw the door closed, she quickly waved her hand to Chuntao.

"Quickly, give me water to rinse my mouth."

Chuntao was quick to move and quickly handed Liu Xiu'er a glass of water. After rinsing the straw, it was put in again. It drank all the water in just a few sips.

Chuntao looked at Liu Xiu'er in confusion with confusion.

"What's wrong with Miss? I just drank water and pigeon soup. Why did I feel so thirsty?"

Liu Xiu'er glanced at her, "I'll give you that pigeon soup, and I'll drink it all now."

Chuntao stomped her feet cutely, "Miss, this is what the adults have made for you, how can I drink it?"

"If you let you drink, you will drink it. Where is so much nonsense?"

Chuntao looked at the soup in the bowl, hesitated for a moment, picked it up and took a few big sips, instantly widened his eyes, sprayed it out, and said in surprise while wiping his mouth:

"Is this salty salt water? I'm dead!"

Liu Xiu'er looked at Chuntao with a clear look.

"You know, pour out the soup quickly and remember not to let people see it. After all, it was my brother's kindness, which was a waste of the pigeon."

Chuntao quickly took action, poured the soup into a wooden barrel under the bed, sorted out the things, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Liu Xiu'er.

"Miss, I'll have to deliver food tomorrow. How can this be done?"

"beef?"

Liu Renli widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Heng. He used horse oil to make the potion before, so he made some. Why is it beef again this time? You should know that slaughtering cattle is not a trivial matter.

Zhou Heng coughed, "The pigeon soup stewed by adults tastes good, but this is not the quality required for food supplements. I thought about it and thought that if I could get some beef, it would be better for Miss Liu to recover."

Liu Renli looked up and down at Zhou Heng. Seeing that he was sincere, he seemed to have no intention of joking, so he became a little more serious.

"I'll try it, it's not easy to get it."

Zhou Heng nodded, "Then take it slowly. There is no hurry. Miss Liu's three meals are temporarily responsible for the clinic. Aunt Zhang's cooking skills are excellent."

Liu Renli stopped insisting, "Okay, that's all. I'm going to Jinan Prefecture tomorrow. The prefect's house will hold a banquet at the home of the prefect, so I'll ask you."

Zhou Heng clasped his fists and said yes, "Yes, Zhou Heng should do his duty and be responsible, Lord Liu should not worry."

After saying that, Liu Renli took the people away. Thinking of beef brisket soup, Zhou Heng licked his lips. Recently, his mouth faded out.

This beef is not too anxious for the time being, and it has to be done slowly, but you can eat the sauce horse meat tonight, which is better than nothing.

Just as I was thinking, a sound came from beside me.

"Boss Zhou, Tu Mingyu has been drawn, please check it out."

Zhou Heng turned his head and saw that it was Xue Mingyu, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, and quickly took it over and took it to take a look.

This is a four-game, like an advertisement. The first painting is a woman sitting in front of a bronze mirror with a sad face, and a curved scar on her arm makes people feel distressed.

The second painting is a woman sitting in the sedan chair passing by the Huichun Hall.

In the third picture, the woman holds a bottle of vermilion-red scalping cream in one hand and applies it to the scars in her arm with the other hand.

In the fourth painting, the woman smiled and raised her flawless arms high and danced in the garden. The flowers in the garden were blooming, making people feel happy when they saw it.

Zhou Heng nodded. Not to mention that Xue Mingyu's paintings are excellent, such paintings do not require any extraordinary painting skills. As long as they can narrate, a small story is vividly displayed on paper. You can understand what this shredded glue is for when you look at the picture.

"Very good, the painting is good, give it to Boss Xue, and ask him to find someone to frame and hang it in the clinic."

Mingyu felt a little embarrassed, "This painting is available?"

"Of course it can be used, it is very well drawn. Don't worry, we have other needs to draw later."

The worry on Mingyu's face dissipated, with a hint of joy.

"Well, I'll go find my brother now."

Zhou Heng stopped him, "Remember not to be reluctant to spend money, don't just frame, the kind that needs to be inlaid with wooden frames must look high-end."

"advanced?"

This word made Mingyu stunned and looked at Zhou Heng in confusion. He didn't understand what was advanced.

"The so-called high-end ones are expensive, but they are actually expensive. The pictures used for promotion are all framed with such expensive materials. So is this scar-sweeping cream better?"

Mingyu felt enlightened and hurried away.

Zhou Heng rubbed his hands, walked towards the backyard, and headed straight to the kitchen.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw Boss Xue standing here. Zhou Heng turned around and searched Mingyu. It was obvious that this kid could not find Boss Xue.

Looking at the servants, the lid of the pot pressed hard by his subordinates, what else is there to understand? This is to steal food. Zhou Heng suppressed his anger and said in surprise.

"Why are you here? Mingyu is looking for you."

When Boss Xue heard this, he quickly let go of his hand holding the lid of the pot, wiped it on the lapel, and glanced at the stove reluctantly.

"I'll go and have a look."

As he said that, he left the kitchen, and the servant quickly bowed to Zhou Heng.

"The little one has been watching the meat, but"

Zhou Heng raised his hand to stop him, "What's your name?"

"The little one is called Wangcai."

Zhou Heng shook his cheeks. This name is really domineering. If it were in the 21st century, it would definitely be a well-known name, but in this Daliang Kingdom, it seems to sound very happy.
Chapter completed!