Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

As the two of them talked, they arrived at the central room where the guests were received. This house was different from ordinary houses. The yard was full of herbs, and they did not see a single servant on the way.

“Grandpa Wei,” Jian Qingqing asked, “Are you and Big Brother Wei the only ones living here?”

Wei Baoxing waved his hand and said, “No, I have disciples. But they’re all out picking herbs now, so they’re not in the house. Wait a minute, the brat is still refining medicine. I’ll call him over.”

With that, he left in a hurry.

Jian Qingqing was a little bored from waiting, so she went out to look at the herbs in the yard.

The herbs that Wei Wusheng had shown her before were all prepared. She had never seen the fresh ones before. Although these herbs did not look familiar, their taste was very familiar.

She looked at it with interest for a long time. Suddenly, a dissatisfied voice came from behind her, “Oh, I thought that after Princess Ding’an came to the Capital, she would not be interested in a small person like me!”

Jian Qingqing turned around in surprise and said with a smile, “No, I’m not. I’m here to find you. I was just too busy before and didn’t have time to find you, but after I was done, I quickly came to find you to apologize.”

Wei Wusheng snorted and said in a strange tone, “How would I dare to ask Princess Ding’an to apologize? I know my own limits. What if Princess Ding’an gets angry and ignores people for a few months?”

Jian Qingqing felt a little guilty and said without much confidence, “No, you didn’t come to me either, did you?”

At this time, Wei Baoxing slapped Wei Wusheng’s head, causing him to tilt. He said angrily, “Stinky Brat, what are you saying! Didn’t Father teach you anything?”

Wei Wusheng rolled his eyes, “Grandpa, how many times have I told you not to call yourself Father? You’re my Grandpa, not my father.”

Seeing that his grandfather was about to slap him again, he quickly stopped.

However, after his interruption, Wei Wusheng became much more normal.

“Who said I didn’t look for you? I went to look for you twice, but you weren’t around. You’re a busy girl, so how could you still remember me?” he said calmly.

Jian Qingqing felt more and more guilty. She quickly said, “Alright, alright, let’s just let this matter go, okay? I’ll reflect on it and I won’t do it again. No matter how busy I am, I’ll remember you. My mother has been given a title, and we’re treating you to a meal today. There’s good food.”

Wei Wusheng let out a surprised ‘oh!’ and said, “Not bad, you’re so good. You’ll be able to benefit your family so quickly.”

“No, no,” Jian Qingqing said humbly. it’s all luck.

“Alright, I’ll go. When are we leaving?”

Wei Baoxing suddenly said, “You’re leaving just like that? You’re not staying for dinner?”

Jian Qingqing suddenly felt that this was not very polite, so she immediately smiled at Wei Baoxing and said, “Grandpa Wei, do you want to come to my house for dinner? I’m sure you have something to talk about with my grandfather.”

Wei Baoxing immediately agreed without thinking, “Hahaha, sure!”

So, Jian Qingqing left with the grandfather and grandson.

When she passed by the main street, she suddenly remembered that this place was only one street away from Ming Zhiyan’s house, so she stopped the carriage and planned to make a detour to ask if Ming Zhiyan was coming.

“Why did you stop here?” Wei Wusheng asked, puzzled.

“I want to ask Brother Ming if he wants to go.”

Wei Wusheng’s expression immediately changed, and he began to speak sarcastically again.. “Oh, so you’ve only forgotten me, but not your Big Brother Ming?”