A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

Once all the dishes were served, the family started eating. Tuantuan, who didn't know how to use chopsticks yet, looked anxiously at Liu Yan, smacking her little lips, "Grandma, I want to eat this."

Liu Yan affectionately patted Tuantuan's head, "Okay, good Tuantuan, Grandma will serve you some."

After saying that, he picked up a piece of goose meat, blew on it, and put it into Tuantuan's mouth.

Tuantuan had never eaten goose meat before. The meat was tender and chewy. He chewed it with his little teeth that hadn't fully grown in yet, squinting his eyes as he ate.

Gu Xiao looked at the little boy eating with relish, a hint of tenderness appearing in her eyes, "Is it delicious?"

Tuantuan was fed another bite of goose meat by Liu Yan, her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster. "It's delicious, but Tuantuan doesn't think it's as delicious as the sweet meat that Mother made last time."

Sweet meat?

Nie Qianqian couldn't help but chuckle. Tuantuan must be referring to the braised pork she made last time. The little guy ate it so deliciously that he almost bit his tongue.

Gu Xiao couldn't recall Qianqian ever making sweet meat dishes, but he figured she must have made them when he wasn't home. "You can cook?"

Nie Qianqian remembered that her husband wasn't there when they ate a big feast last time. He was busy copying books in town. Feeling a little embarrassed, she replied awkwardly, "I heard it casually from people in town. I tried it when I got home, and it was pretty good. I'll make it for you next time."

Was it really just something someone in town said offhand? How could that make Tuantuan think it's even better than what's served in this restaurant?

Gu Xiao nodded, feeling a little anticipation for Nie Qianqian to cook for him. He wondered how many more surprises she had in store for him.

Nie Qianqian carefully tasted all the dishes she had ordered, and they were indeed quite good. However, with the help of various seasonings and cookbooks available in the supermarket, she was confident that she could create even better flavors, and add some unique dishes that didn't even exist in this era...

Qianqian seemed to see gleaming silver coins rushing towards her. Like a little fox, she smiled and her eyes crinkled.

Gu Xiao noticed this from the side and his intuition told him that the smile must be related to making money. Every time he brought money back, her eyes would be like that, curved like crescent moons.

Could it be that you're thinking of opening a restaurant?

As Gu Xiao was thinking, he heard Qianqian ask, "Mother, although the dishes at Guangjuxuan are delicious, I think your cooking skills are no worse than theirs. Have you ever thought about opening a restaurant in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yan's eyes widened in shock, and her chopsticks trembled, causing the duck meat to fall onto the table.

Opening a restaurant?? Qianqian's idea is too audacious!

Liu Yan stammered, "Qianqian, don't tease your mother. How can my cooking compare to that of a master chef in a restaurant? It's not even worth mentioning."

Liu Yan worked as a kitchen helper in a restaurant in her early years. What she loved most was observing how the master chefs cooked, how to cut the ingredients, and how much salt to add. She loved cooking, but opening a restaurant was something she never dared to dream of.

Moreover, in the years since she married into the Nie family, all she has heard are criticisms and sarcastic remarks, which has caused her to develop a deep sense of inferiority. Even though her cooking is delicious, the Nie family has never praised her once.

Nie Qianqian knew Liu Yan's personality; a person's independence and self-confidence need to be built up gradually. Anyway, this matter wasn't urgent and could be discussed at length.

After the group finished their meal, the waiter attentively escorted them to the door. Only after they had walked away did he wipe the sweat from his brow, hoping that these distinguished guests would not hold a grudge against him for his previous neglect.

Seeing that it was still early, Gu Xiao decided to return to Tiande Academy to continue copying books. Nie Qianqian was going to the yamen to see Magistrate Tang. Liu Yan planned to take Tuantuan to stroll around the market. The four agreed to meet at the town entrance before dark and return to the village together.

Nie Qianqian hadn't gone far when she saw Afu driving a carriage to greet her. "Madam Nie, my master has gone to Jishetang after his wedding. He asked me to wait for you here and take you there."

Nie Qianqian boarded the carriage, comfortably crossed her legs, and soon arrived at the entrance of Jishetang.

Riding in a carriage saves her from the wind and her energy. After getting off, she looked back reluctantly at this high-standard mode of transportation in ancient times and secretly made up her mind: she also wanted to buy a BMW!

Afu led her to a private room on the third floor. Upon entering the room, besides Lord Tang, there were two other people present.

One of them she recognized was the doctor Huang who had served her when she sold Ganoderma lucidum last time. The other person was a little older than Dr. Huang, but he looked rosy-cheeked and energetic, clearly in good health.

Seeing Nie Qianqian enter, Tang Jincheng gestured for her to sit down. "Madam Nie, thank you for saving me last time. These two elders are Dr. Zhang, the curator of Jishetang, and Dr. Huang, the deputy curator. They invited you here on the curator's behalf to have a chat with you."

After saying that, he added, "You don't need to be nervous."

Nie Qianqian nodded gracefully and politely bowed to the three of them.

Seeing her natural expression, Tang Jincheng couldn't help but wonder. If it were an ordinary person who knew his identity, they would often be flustered and dare not look him in the eye, unable to speak. This young lady is truly extraordinary.

Zhang Zhongjing began observing Nie Qianqian as soon as she entered the room. The young woman was very young and dressed simply, yet she remained calm and composed when she saw the county magistrate, as if she were a knowledgeable person.

Doctor Huang whispered in Zhang Zhongjing's ear, "Master, the lady who came to sell Ganoderma lucidum and saved the young master of the Li family last time is this Lady Nie."

Zhang Zhongjing nodded; he had already guessed it.

He didn't put on airs because of her young age, and politely said, "Madam Nie, you and my Jishetang are destined to meet. The first time was when you saved Lord Tang at the entrance of Jishetang, and the second time was when you saved Young Master Li, who was suffering from acute chest pain, on the third floor. I invited you here because I wanted to exchange ideas with you. Could you tell me what methods you used to treat him on both occasions?"

Nie Qianqian didn't mince words and spoke frankly: "Lord Tang suffers from anemia. Last time he fainted, I used acupuncture on the following acupoints: Geshu, Pishu, Tianshu, Xuehai, and Zusanli. These acupoints are beneficial for replenishing qi and blood and can quickly relieve dizziness. The second time, that young master Li was treated with surgery. He suddenly developed a pneumothorax. If the air in the pleural cavity had not been removed urgently, he might have suffocated to death."

When it came to medical skills, Nie Qianqian exuded confidence and arrogance in every gesture, causing the two men to turn their heads in surprise. They had the illusion that the person in front of them was not a young woman not yet twenty years old, but a more experienced veteran than them.

Zhang Zhongjing listened carefully, not missing a single word. He could understand acupuncture, but he couldn't understand the surgical procedures and the removal of gas from the pleural cavity that were mentioned later.

He was discreet; such extraordinary healing techniques were often passed down among reclusive medical families and would not be easily shared with outsiders.

Is this young lady from a reclusive clan? I heard from Lord Tang that she seems to be just an ordinary peasant woman from Qinghe Village.

Zhang Zhongjing asked curiously, "May I ask, young lady, who your teacher is?"

Nie Qianqian's mind raced. She knew that having such medical skills at her age would arouse suspicion, so she had no choice but to fabricate a big shot out of thin air.

"Well, my master is a reclusive master who taught me medicine when I was a child. I promised him that I would not reveal his whereabouts or name."

After saying that, Nie Qianqian thought to herself, "Oh, you unknown Dai Lao, I'll borrow you for a bit, please don't be offended."