Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

It was the height of summer,the moment when there was still some time until the first whiff of spring came around. The capital was brimming with a festive atmosphere. The economy cycles when there are people coming in from other countries. As a result, social gatherings would naturally increase, turning into festivals.

Maomao didnt hate festivals. One way or other, it made her surroundings lively. This was also apparent in the imperial court.

And speaking of how it was expressed

Youre over-worked.

That was the phrase a sour-faced court physical uttered when a ghastly pale civil official was carried in. There were bags under the officials eyes and he was staring into space.

Take proper sleep. Youll die, literally.

Sleep is important. You can make a fuss saying that its fine to not sleep for one or two days, but its not unusual to suddenly drop dead when youre older. There was a period of time where Jinshi didnt sleep to quite a dangerous degree.

You need the governments permission to open a shop in the capital. There are not few that take it upon themselves to open a street stall, but if you want a proper large shop set up, permission is required on the basis of tax. If you get caught, to say nothing of a fine, you can also get jailed.

People come together before a festival. As there are foreign people coming over, there will be more trade goods than before, and there wont be a few people who settle down in the capital with that in mind as well.

Thanks to that, the civil official had spent all his time going through documents.

It didnt mean that the military officials werent busy either. Thanks to that, she was grateful that the weirdo tactician had been showing up less often recently.

With the influx of people, public order will also worsen. It was the military officials job to control that. Unfortunately, compared to civil officials, military officials can swap their training times for work and are, to say it succinctly, muscle-brains, so none have fainted.

However, there are more injured people.

OWW! Cant you be a tad more gentle!

Yao was smearing ointment onto a military officials arm. The cut was a red line around three sun(~3cm)long.

(Even though its only skin deep.)

It appears that someone had wilfully started a street stall, and was even selling questionable medicines. When this official had tried to crack down on it, they went crazy and apparently took out a bladed weapon.

Excuse me, Yao replied without a change in tone, but her lips were slightly puckered. Rather than anger, it looked like she was holding in her tears.

Enen went to help such a master. She presented the official some cooled tea, saying that it was a painkiller, but that had to be normal brewed coarse tea.

There still werent many court physicians who would entrust the patients to the court ladies, but apparently, they were appreciative of Enens attentiveness. The complaints towards court physicians seemed to have decreased.

And speaking of what Maomao was doing

She was making medicine.

You can make simple salves at least, they said and left it to her. It wasnt bad if she held back on her desire to make medicines that were more peculiar. It was probably just perfect for Maomao who fell behind the other two in terms of her appearance, where it wasnt fit for dealing with customers.

Maomao, the salve, Enen said.

Since the aforementioned baked treats incident, Enen was speaking a lot more affably. Although, Yao puffed her cheeks a little when she saw Enens attitude. There were times Maomao thought that Enen was doing this to make her master act like a child.

The salve, right? Maomao, as she was going to pass the salve over, glanced at the injured person. It was the military official who had been yelling out before. He was noisy even though his injury wasnt major.

Maomao snuck out the salve she was carrying in her bosom and switched it with what she was supposed to hand over.

(Perfect timing.)

If he is that energetic, he should be fine to experiment on with the new salve, she thought, but

Oi, what are you doing?

The voice that called out from behind her scared Maomao. She turned back. A court physician was narrowing his eyes at her.

Did you switch the medicine just now? he asked.

What are you talking about? Maomao played dumb, but the court physician snatched away the medicine she was going to hand over. The court physician, his eyes squinted, checked the salve with his fingertips.

Oi, you added something different to this, didnt you?

What are you talking about? She kept playing dumb. A fist dropped onto Maomaos head.

Ruomen told me to tell you off harshly.

With him being an acquaintance to her dad, it got hard to act.

What did you put inside? he asked.

A little bit of frog. She had tried it out, hearing that frog oil was good. In truth, she couldnt extract much oil from the frogs, so all she got, in the end, was what she had carried over now. I heard that frog oil is used as medicine in other countries.

You say that, but Ive never heard of that before.

Its true, Maomao had never heard about it either. She just tried it out in case there was some effect. She had chosen frogs that had no poison and studied it on her own body for any disasters. Of course, she wasnt that inhumane to test out things she had no idea if it had poison or not.

Im confiscating this for now, he said.

Ahhhh!

It got taken away. She had even taken the time to go out into the paddy fields to find some during her holiday.

You frogs Yao looked at her, pale-faced. She looked like she was in disbelief. What were you thinking to put something like that in medicine!

Maomao ignored her, picking an ear. Apparently, her manners were bad, as Enen poked her elbow.

I dont think that this has any relation to Yao-san, but its an extremely common food for commoners, Maomao said.

Yao made another look of disbelief. She looked searchingly at Enen for her opinion.

Yes. It is eaten very commonly. Occasionally, snake fillets are also sold to imitate fish, Enen replied.

Hearing the word snake, Yaos face paled.

Rest assured. There is nothing uncertain in Yao-samas food, Enen said.

Snake is also not half bad, Maomao added. Its a bit annoying that it has a lot of small bones, but its not a problem when fried. If you are bothered by the stink, you can get rid of it with herbs and spices.

Maomao had brought dried snake as a replacement for dim sum for times when she gets peckish. When she offered Yao some to eat, the court lady leaned against the wall and feebly turned it down.

She returned it to her bosom helplessly.

Oi, you people, stop slacking!

Told off by the court physician, they stopped chatting and went back on with work.

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Maomao and the others ate lunch in the dining hall. Meals were served, but as the serving sizes were small, there were many who bring extras with them.

Officials and court ladies ate in separate places. Yao was normally cold towards Maomao, but during these times, she always stuck to her a little closer.

The reason was the atmosphere around them.

This was felt in both inner palace and the pleasure district; women have a true nature that can only be seen by women. Gossip and vulgar conversations fly in the dining hall that was away from mens eyes.

You know, military officials are indeed no good. They dont get much for how busy they get. Since they eat so much, food expenses are nothing insignificant, so they dont even treat you to meals properly.

Uwah, thats the worst. But then, its not like civil officials are any better. Its good that I got asked out the other day but. By the window. Seriously. By a guy who only has rows of dusty books and no luck with promotion. Its a good thing that he gave me a kanzashi, but its so old-fashioned Im sick of it.

Isnt it still better that you got one? You can pawn it off anyways, right?

Many court ladies were the young ladies of good families. However, it cant be said that their personalities were as good as their upbringing.

Apparently, it was a reality that was hopelessly difficult to accept in the eyes of a young lady whose upbringing was perfectly good. When Maomao sat down at the edge of the dining hall, the said court lady would follow her quietly.

The reason was that those lot, particularly those who gave hostile looks to the court ladies of the new post who assisted the court physicians, wont approach when Maomao was around.

(I only just gave them advice.)

And they gave her a wide berth from that.

Speaking of what happened, there was a court lady who had come up to them to give a pre-emptive strike to the court physician assistants who stink of being virgins. Just like how Yao did in the beginning, she had brought followers with her. The difference was that, rather than living for the job, it felt that this court lady had come to the imperial court to fish for men. Rather, she was the arrogant type, from the atmosphere she exuded of being one who changed what she ate all the time.

Maomao had noticed the rashes around that court ladys mouth.

Excuse me. You seem to have several partners, but do you know about the diseases? she asked to make sure.

I wont go out with a diseased man!

And she denied it, but Maomao told her about the incubation period. And also that even if her partner didnt have a disease, if the partner of her partner had one, there was a high chance that it could be passed on. It wouldnt be limited just herself to have several partners.

Once again, she explained that sexually transmitted diseases werent a single type, but several types that can be passed on altogether.

Have you been feeling tired recently? Also, do you have sores or feelings of discomfort, or even bleeding in your genital area?

While Maomao interviewed her, the court ladys face went pale and she never approached her again.

Maomao was quite serious, but Yaos face turned red. Enen took notes as if she didnt have knowledge about sexually transmitted diseases.

Well then, returning to the topic, todays meal was a set consisting of congee, soup, and a side dish. There were several side dishes availableyour choices were limited to what hadnt been sold out.

She had said that the portion sizes were small, but normally, there were two meals: morning and night. At noon, in place of snack time, it came with rice.

Maomao got cold steamed chicken as her side dish. Meat dishes were popular so if she didnt get there ahead of time, therell soon be nothing left. The two of them got the same thing.

Its not like Im copying you, Yao said.

(Yeah, since I never said that.)

Depending on the point of view, it was an adorable reaction.

Seeing the other side dishes, there was a fish dish and a pickled dish. The fish fillet looked a bit like snake. That was probably the reason she avoided the fish.

With that, she wanted to bully her a little, but Maomao was contrary.

Normally, she would camp on the edge of the dining hall, and just eat silently but

Come to think of it, I heard that a bigshot from a foreign country is coming over, Maomao said.

That was all people talked about these days.

Ive been told that snakes and lizards are a valuable source of nutrients in the desert, but it seems they really do eat it. I wonder what well have to do for cooking?

She understood when she travelled to the west, that their cultures were different. She had understood that when she was taken along to the West before. It wasnt that she went sightseeing, but there were a lot of strange things in the street stalls.

Maomao, Enen said, looking at her with eyes of blame. Yao was holding onto her spoon, unmoving.

I lost my appetite, Yao said and set down the spoon gently.

Yao-sama, you have to eat it properly, Enen said.

Ill eat it if its dim sum, she said to Enen with a slightly sulky look. With a troubled expression, Enen took out a cloth pouch. There was a bamboo flask inside. Just the meals in the dining hall werent enough for Yao, who had the hearty appetite of a growing child, so she always brought dim sum with her

You can eat it after your meal, though. Enen glanced at Yao. Yao twisted her face with reluctance and picked up the bowl of congee.

(What a clever way of dealing with her.)

By the way, speaking of what was inside the bamboo flask, Enen took out a bowl and poured the contents into it. Some jiggly semi-transparent thing with a sweet fragrance came out.

Is this Maomao asked.

She really was wealthy. It was a high-class dim sum, a dessert perfect for summer. Nourishing and had a beautifying effect, it was something that occasionally gets served at Empress Gyokuyous supper as well.

Yao-samas favourite. Enen held her index finger over her lips secretly. She was probably doing so thinking that Maomao knew what this dessert was.

(Contains nothing uncertain, is it?)

What she was doing was cruel.

Ahhh, its a little lukewarm but its delicious. Yao ate the jiggly dim sum earnestly.

The name of this confectionary is hasma(, lit snow frog.).

It was probably for Yaos sake that it would be better to stay quiet about the fact that it was made from frog ovaries.