Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Yang Jianwu demonstrated for Puyang Xuan, "See? Be careful when picking them. Don't crush the flowers. They won't look good when you make them."

Puyangxuan carefully picked them as instructed.

Yuan Suxin hadn't gone far to begin with, but after thinking for a moment, she secretly slipped back to observe how the two were getting along. When she saw Puyang Xuan being forced by her daughter to pick osmanthus flowers, she thought, "How can that be allowed?"

He sprinted up to Puyang Xuan at top speed and said, "Xuan, this is not the kind of work you're used to. Stop now, or you'll hurt your hands."

Puyang Xuan's internal strength was quite good. He knew this when Yuan Suxin secretly returned. The only purpose of not exposing her was to play the victim and gain sympathy, and it seems that the effect is quite good.

"It's alright, Auntie. Look, I picked them quite well, and the osmanthus flowers are all intact."

Puyang Xuan spread his hands to show off his harvest, with clusters of golden little sprites sleeping peacefully in his palm.

While admiring the flowers, Yuan Suxin also noticed the wounds left by the water chestnuts.

"Ouch, Ah Xuan, what happened to your hand? Did you get scratched by a branch? No, this wound looks like..."

She turned and grabbed her daughter's ear, "Tell me, did you send Ah Xuan to pick water chestnuts?"

"Ah~ Mother, let go, let go, it hurts~"

Yang Jianwu held Yuan Suxin's hand, afraid that she would increase the pressure.

Puyang Xuan didn't intend to complain; he just wanted to get more attention from Yuan Suxin... Seeing Jianwu's ear being pulled was so heartbreaking...

"Auntie, it has nothing to do with sword dancing, I was just too stupid..."

Yuan Suxin released Yang Jianwu's ear, lifted Puyang Xuan's hand and carefully examined the wounds. They were small, red, and numbered more than a dozen.

"Ah Xuan, wait here, I'll go get some medicine for you to apply."

"No need, Auntie, Jianwu has already applied it for me."

Yuan Suxin felt that her daughter had acted inappropriately and insisted on giving her the medicine again. She asked her personal maid to fetch the medicine from the room and pulled Puyang Xuan into the front hall to rest.

Yang Jianwu cursed Puyang Xuan in her mind. She thought he was a king, but she didn't expect him to be a 'green tea b*tch'!

Let me calm down and go to the kitchen to make mooncakes. There's no problem that food can't solve!

Two maids were called over to help. They roasted the sesame seeds, walnuts, and peanuts until they were fragrant, and also roasted some glutinous rice flour. They crushed all the ingredients, added honey, mixed them together, and kneaded them into small balls.

After applying the medicine, Pu Yangxuan went to the kitchen to join in the fun. The big piece of fatty meat he bought at the market had already been rendered into lard. Yang Jianwu ignored him and continued kneading the oil paste in her hands.

"Sword Dance, do you think it will taste good if you mix lard into the dough?"

Nobody paid any attention...

"Sword Dance, you didn't add water when you were kneading the dough. Did you put the wrong water in?"

Still no one responded...

"Sword Dance, didn't you say you were going to wrap filling? Why are you using dough to wrap the dough?"

A ball of filling flew straight into Puyangxuan's mouth!

"Shut up!"

Puyang Xuan stayed obediently to one side, chewing the sweet and delicious filling in his mouth before eating it.

"Sword Dance, this filling is so delicious, it smells amazing!"

This time, Yang Jianwu threw a piece of pastry. Puyang Xuan was on guard and wanted to catch it stylishly, but the pastry crumbled with the slightest force...

To ease the awkwardness, Puyang Xuan imitated Yang Jianwu by rolling the pastry into small balls. "Jianwu, if you want me to help, just say so, and I promise I'll listen!"

Yang Jianwu glanced at the way Puyang Xuan had made it. Hmm, it's passable. For a first attempt, it's not bad. She reluctantly replied, "I wouldn't dare ask you for help. If you complain about me again, I'll lose my ears!"

Thinking of something, she quickly snatched the fried dough ball from Puyang Xuan's hand, "Go play outside, you don't need to help here!"

"Sword Dance..."

Yang Jianwu glared at Puyang Xuan, who immediately shut up and obediently left the kitchen.

In the old days, the Mid-Autumn Festival had customs such as moon gazing, moon worship, drinking reunion wine, and eating mooncakes. The Yang family was very hospitable to Puyang Xuan. In addition to the ancestral worship ceremony, they would bring Puyang Xuan along when worshipping the moon and having reunion dinner, treating him as a member of the family.

At this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Yang Jianwu specially arranged for crabs to be the main dish. This season is the peak season for eating crabs, and they are very plump and delicious. They were steamed in a reed bag and served directly.

Everyone sat together, and Yang Jianwu taught them how to eat crabs, especially emphasizing the parts that should not be eaten.

Anyone who eats crab will be captivated by its deliciousness the first time they try it.

"Sister, I heard that the crab feast in Hanling County has been particularly grand recently. The crabs are cooked with perilla and ginger as a base, and are served with wine and vinegar. This has created a crab-eating craze in Dongli and the northern border of Nanyue."

Yang Zihe had long wanted to try crabs, and now that his wish had come true, he was thoroughly enjoying the meal. Of course, he also wanted to share the news he had gathered with his sister.

Yang Jianwu sneered inwardly. Crabs were still quite few in number on the Cloud Sea Continent. Nan Yue had gone to great lengths to gather a lot of crabs near Hanlingjun. Did they really think they could damage Dongli's food supply with such meager abilities? We'll eat as many crabs as you release!

Things are valued for their rarity, and crabs are limited in number, so crabs at Hanlingjun are priced very high. It would be foolish not to take money that's being offered for free.

Puyang Xuan peeled several crab legs and placed them in front of Yang Jianwu. "Jianwu, I've peeled the shells for you. These things are hard on your nails. It's not nice for a girl to have broken nails."

Yuan Suxin covered her mouth and chuckled happily, "Ah Xuan, you are so thoughtful. Whoever marries you in the future will be so lucky."

Yang Boshan didn't understand what his wife meant, but what she said was all true. He wanted to like the child his wife liked, and he was sure he could be on her side.

"If Ah Xuan likes Anshun, come visit often and treat the General's Mansion as your own home. Don't be shy, come on, let's have a drink."

General Yang had already regarded Pu Yangxuan as his future grandson-in-law the moment he entered the door. "Oh dear, how could you two drink without inviting this old man? I really like this young man, Pu Yangxuan."

Pu Yangxuan raised his wine glass and clinked it with General Yang and Yang Boshan respectively, saying, "Grandpa and Uncle are too kind. This glass is a toast to you from your junior."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Yang Zihe quietly moved next to Yang Jianwu and whispered, "Sister, what's going on? Parents are being so enthusiastic towards Brother Xuan."

Yang Jianwu felt that this family banquet was prepared just for Puyang Xuan. She stayed to the side and quietly ate mooncakes, holding one mooncake in one hand and catching the crumbs that fell under her chin with the other. After chewing the mooncake in her mouth, she patted the crumbs off her hand.

She answered Yang Zihe's question slowly and deliberately, "I think Mother has been misled by him. She thinks everything he says is right."

Afraid of being overheard, Yang Jianwu pulled Yang Zihe closer and whispered in his ear, "Today, Puyang Xuan's hands got a few small holes from being pricked by water chestnuts. Mother was heartbroken and even applied medicine to them herself. Tsk tsk tsk~ her heartache was so intense... I couldn't bear to watch..."

Yang Zihe's mouth formed an "O" shape. "Impossible... What do we do then?"