Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 241: Patting Ying Zheng on the shoulder.

Xia Lin: "Okay, that's fine, I'll go back home first."

After watching Xia Lin leave, Xiang Heliang became more excited about studying the sweet soup!

When Xia Lin returned to the hall again.

Qi Pan and Ying Zheng had finished reading the memorials piled on the table.

Qi Pan put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his eyes, and pinched his neck.

"Hmm... I'm so tired. My eyes are so dry."

Ying Zheng raised his hand and poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Qi Pan.

"Master, please drink some tea first."

"This is the eye protection tea that I specially ordered Dean Xia to make. It contains medicinal herbs that protect the eyes and relieve eye fatigue and dryness."

Ok?

Eye protection tea?

Can it protect your eyes?

Relieve eye fatigue and dryness?

Qi Pan picked up the teacup without hesitation, "Then I have to drink two cups."

She still remembers that in modern times, she had to look at the computer every day because of work.

Resulting in severe vision loss.

My eyes also have astigmatism, myopia and dryness.

Later, she heard that eating wolfberries could relieve the symptoms, so she bought several packets of wolfberries and soaked them in water to drink.

There are red wolfberries and black wolfberries.

Soak the two kinds of wolfberries alternately.

I also bought a pair of blue light blocking glasses to wear when I look at the computer.

After drinking two cups of tea, Qi Pan rubbed his wrists.

She still isn't used to using this brush.

Ying Zheng also poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked.

"Master, can you read this memorial?"

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

Qi Pan nodded and said, "Yes."

"I didn't expect that reviewing memorials is not a job that ordinary people can do."

“When I read history before, I knew it would be tiring, but I didn’t know it would be this tiring.”

"I really don't know how you, as recorded in history, could stay up all night to review so many papers."

“This is too tiring.”

Ying Zheng didn't think it was a big deal. He said, "It's not that bad. Once you get used to it, you won't feel tired anymore."

Qi Pan was once again full of respect for Ying Zheng and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother, you are so awesome."

She stood up, walked behind Ying Zheng, clenched her fists and knocked on Ying Zheng's shoulders.

When Qi Pan's hand fell on Ying Zheng's shoulder, Ying Zheng's body tensed up for a moment.

I wanted to avoid him reflexively and kick him out!

But he restrained himself the next moment!

This is the national teacher, you can’t kick him!

Ying Zheng also believed that Qi Pan would not do anything bad to him.

So he just sat still in the chair.

The body relaxed a little.

But Qi Pan had no idea about this, she just said with a smile.

"Brother, let me give you a shoulder massage."

"Thank you for your hard work in teaching me to read memorials today."

Ying Zheng said, feeling Qi Pan's hand tapping on his shoulder.

"No problem, as long as you are willing to learn, I won't feel tired."

It's a good opportunity to teach the imperial teacher, so that when I have nothing to do in the future, I can help him deal with some memorials.

Qi Pan, who had no idea that he had been listed as a backup worker, was working hard to massage Ying Zheng's shoulders.

I don’t know what Ying Zheng’s body looks like, and why he is so hard when hit?

Her palms were numb from the shock.

After beating for about a quarter of an hour, Qi Pan stopped.

Looking at his slightly red palms, Qi Pan shook his hands and walked to the chair next to Ying Zheng and sat down.

After being hit by Qi Pan, Ying Zheng felt his shoulders relaxed a lot.

He said, catching sight of Qi Pan's slightly red palm out of the corner of his eye.

"Thank you, Imperial Master. You have worked hard, Imperial Master."

"Huh."

Qi Pan waved his hand and said, "It's just a pat on your shoulder. It's not hard work."

"Besides, it's my honor to give you a shoulder rub."

If it were someone else, they wouldn't be able to hit him even if they wanted to.

Thinking of the previous contact with consciousness and using consciousness to control the capture system, Qi Pan asked.

"By the way, brother, have you practiced consciousness these past two days, using consciousness to control and capture the system?"

Ok?

Practicing awareness?

Use consciousness to control and capture the system?

Ying Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I have been taking some time out every day to practice and train my awareness these days."

"It is to prevent the emergence of time travelers and systems again, so that the national master will not be left fighting alone."

Qi Pan nodded, "It's good to have practice."

"Although I don't know whether I will encounter time travelers and systems again in the future."

"But it's a good thing that we have a way to deal with it."

"Don't worry too much."

Thinking of something, Qi Pan said, "Oh, brother, from the information I got from the system before."

"There are some methods for making cakes and desserts. I'll copy them out later."

"Once the copy is done, send it to the chef in the kitchen and ask him to study it carefully."

Ying Zheng nodded and said, "Okay, the Imperial Master will take people to the warehouse to get it later."

"If the Imperial Master needs anything else, you can take it as well."

Most of the things in Ying Zheng’s private library were obtained by Qi Pan from the system.

If Qi Pan wanted to use it, of course he wouldn't refuse.

If Qi Pan needs it, he will send it all to Qi Pan.

Not to mention the things obtained from the system, even everything in the private library.

As long as he has it and Qi Pan needs it, he will give it to Qi Pan.

Qi Pan: "Okay, then I'll take Eleven to the warehouse to get the prescription."

Ying Zheng: "Okay."

Qi Pan stood up and walked out of the hall.

Eleven, who was standing by, quickly followed.

After leaving the hall, Qi Pan went straight to Ying Zheng's private treasury.

At the door of the private warehouse.

As soon as the Black Ice Guard on duty saw Qi Pan coming, he quickly took two steps forward and saluted.

"National Division."

"Ah."

Qi Pan said, "Open the door, I'll go in and get something."

"promise."

The Black Ice Guard had already received Ying Zheng's instructions that as long as Qi Pan came, they would open the door and let her in without asking any questions.

At this time, Black Ice Guard did not hesitate, took out the key from his body and opened the door.

Standing aside respectfully, "National Master, it's done."

Qi Pan said to Eleven behind him, "Wait for me outside."

Eleven: "Yes, Imperial Master."

Qi Pan walked into the warehouse.

After a short while, I found the methods of making pastries and desserts from the piles of information books.

There is also a cookbook.

After flipping through the books again and making sure there were no other booklets or books about food, he prepared to leave.

Suddenly I saw a basket in a corner.

Qi Pan walked over curiously and took a look.

I saw that the basket was full of papers.

The workmanship is still a bit rough.

Qipan was confused.

Huh?

Why does it look familiar?

I seem to have seen these papers and baskets somewhere before?

The next second, Qi Pan suddenly remembered.

Isn’t this the paper that she and Eleven and Twelve made when they were at the inn and then gave to Ying Zheng?

No wonder it looks familiar.

So he put the things here?

only........

He doesn't need these papers, why put them here?

Qi Pan reached out and touched it.

It's all covered in dust.