After rebirth, the abandoned concubine became involved in the medical world

The rice noodles were quickly prepared and served. This bowl of rice noodles was made according to the recipe of mutton noodles. The prefect's cook was pretty good, and the rice noodles smelled very fragrant.

The prefect was furious at Shui Miao, and immediately threw away his little emotion when the rice noodles were served.

He is not a fool. This thing has never appeared before. If this thing is delicious and the city under his jurisdiction becomes the production place of this thing, the lives of the people will definitely be better, and his political achievements will indeed be increased.

Thinking of political achievements, his face felt a little hot. He didn't expect that what this boy said was true, and he really brought him political achievements.

The prefect picked up a few rice noodles with his chopsticks and tasted them, okay? It tastes good, and I devour it afterwards.

From the look on his face, you can tell that the taste of mutton rice noodles is exactly what he likes.

Shui Miao complained to Chi Xue in his mind: "This person is really embarrassed to eat alone."

Chixue felt that her host was now a kid at heart: "Host, it's not like you haven't eaten mutton rice noodles before. Maybe what that girl Chunmei makes is better than this."

Shui Miao: "I've never tasted it so I can compare it. Besides, the dishes made by each chef have a unique taste. I haven't tasted the craftsmanship of the prefect's chef."

Chixue: "Host, you're not hungry, you're just greedy. I didn't expect you, host, to be an invisible foodie."

Shui Miao: "Eating and sleeping are the most important things in life, otherwise how can people live."

Chi Xue: "Host, you are using strong words to justify the fact that you are a foodie."

Shui Miao: "Is what I said true?"

Chixue couldn't refute: ".Yes."

While everyone was chatting, Xu Zhouxing finished eating the rice noodles and there was no soup left.

Shui Miao raised an eyebrow. Is his cooking skills so good? Thinking like this, I looked at Xu Zhouxing with a bit of resentment, dissatisfied with his behavior of eating alone.

She remembered that she brought more than one bowl of rice noodles. He was so stingy, no wonder the people's evaluation of him was untrue.

After Xu Zhouxing finished eating, he touched his belly with satisfaction. Well, this thing can be made!

He looked up at Shui Miao and met her somewhat resentful gaze. When he realized it, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, this thing is good, how do you make it?"

Shui Miao ignored his smile and said, "Borrow me a pen and paper."

Xu Zhouxing immediately asked people to prepare pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Shui Miao picked up the pen and began to write down the method of making rice noodles bit by bit. At this time, the people who went to investigate also came back.

Xu Zhouxing called him aside and asked what happened.

The servant immediately told Xu Zhouxing what he had found out.

"My lord, this young master's name is Du Shui. He came to Fucheng half a month ago. He didn't live in Xiangyun Inn at first. Later, the Meng family wanted to buy a little beggar adopted by Mr. Du. Mr. Du didn't want to, so he moved there. Arrived at Xiangyun Inn."

"The previous innkeeper and Meng Xiang were good friends."

Seeing that his servant was hesitant, Meng Xiang asked, "Is there anything else?"

The servant said: "My servant also inquired about Mr. Du when he left the inn. He said that Meng Xiang was about to die soon. After a day, the Meng family began to recruit famous doctors to treat Meng Xiang. But Mr. Du had never contacted him. It’s impossible for Meng Xiang to poison him or anything.”

Xu Zhouxing frowned, this is indeed strange, "Are you sure the two of you didn't know each other before?"

Servant: "I have asked many people to find out that Mr. Du is not from Fucheng and has nothing to do with the Meng family."