The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 474 What are your plans?

Grandma Wang ignored Prefect Wei and simply ate the shop's snacks.

“How can anyone stomach the food from these shops? I’ll set up a feast at Zuixiang Pavilion, Aunt Ran, would you like to try it? There’s a chef there who used to be an imperial chef, and he can make your favorite Jiu Yi Soup,” Prefect Wei said ingratiatingly.

The so-called "Nine-One Soup" is made by simmering nine pots of soup with 18 different ingredients in each pot. Each of the 18 ingredients is different, and they are all of high quality and have a price but are not available on the market.

After spending five hours simmering these nine pots of soup, pour them into a bowl, sprinkle with other delicacies, and continue simmering for ten hours.

The final product was Jiu Yi Tang.

Back then, the Jiu Yi Soup, which Princess Yongchang loved to drink, revitalized many large shops in Wanning City. As long as Princess Yongchang said "it tastes good," the shop would make a fortune.

The leftover ingredients after cooking won't be wasted; there are plenty of people who will pay for them.

Those poor families who couldn't afford precious medicinal herbs would wait in the restaurant, hoping that after the broth was brewed, they would sell the dregs cheaply. Although the medicinal effect was somewhat reduced, it was still effective.

Upon suddenly hearing the name Jiu Yi Tang, Old Mrs. Wang's expression momentarily became dazed.

More than 30 years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Wei Guo'er, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. It's no use." Old Mrs. Wang's eyes were calm and indifferent, as if the matter that Prefect Wei was talking about had nothing to do with her. "There's no need to test you anymore."

Prefect Wei then let out a sigh of relief.

He had already realized that everything had changed and people were no longer the same.

Not to mention Aunt Ran, many people in Wanning City now are not the same as the ones he used to know.

People grow up and change.

In particular, Dachang had experienced more than 10 years of turmoil, which had dampened the spirits of many loyal ministers and generals.

Before Princess Yongchang disappeared, Dachang seemed to be thriving. After she disappeared, Wanning City declined year by year. Some people in the Imperial Observatory even said that Princess Yongchang was a lucky star in Wanning City, and that with her around, the entire Dachang would be stable.

If she leaves, Dachang will fall apart.

Subsequent events seemed to confirm this prophecy: internal strife broke out in Dachang, the princes raised an army in rebellion, the garrison troops outside were thrown into chaos, and the farmers who could no longer make a living also rose up in revolt.

Fortunately, the Duke of Anguo and the Duke of Yongguo rescued the Crown Prince from his confinement and gradually supported him along the way, eventually pacifying the country.

Dachang did not fall apart, but the deep-seated problems it left in the imperial court still remain to this day.

"It seems the higher-ups are also looking for information about you. They've already found a place called Nanhe Town. I checked, and it seems the place where Brother Chuheng was recommended is Qingmu School in Nanhe Town." Prefect Wei looked at Old Madam Wang and asked her in a low voice, "What are your plans for the future? Do you need me to help cover it up?"

Grandma Wang: "Don't worry, they won't trace it back to me."

Let alone the subordinates who were summoned, even if the Duke of Yong and his wife stood in front of him, they might not recognize him.

Over the years, Old Mrs. Wang had seen many old acquaintances, but the only one who truly recognized her was this silly young man in front of her.

"Then in the future, will I be expected to take care of Brother Chuheng? I'm not very capable these days, but I've managed to become a prefect. If I can't say anything else, I can at least ensure that Brother Chuheng can study here in peace." Prefect Wei then remembered what Wang Chuangui had been through recently and quickly added, "Something like this will never happen again."

Grandma Wang had no objection to this: "You decide what to do."

Originally, she had already thought of several countermeasures, and would deal with them as they came here.

Unexpectedly, I ran into this kid.

This actually saved us some trouble.

(End of this chapter)