No Worries about Food and Medicine

It wasn't until Jin Hong was pulled back into the kitchen that Yu Jinnian suddenly recovered. The fire in the stove was pumped by himself. How could the water boil! He looked back at Ji Hong again, and the man stood at the door of the kitchen with his arms folded, his face lying and not blushing.

Yu Jinnian raised the almost braised chicken out of the pan, put it aside to dry it, and took the sesame oil to apply it on the epidermis again, and wiped it with his sudden wit: "Moff, he is afraid of me Follow the old man to cultivating immortals? "

He wanted to ask, but after looking at Ji Hong's face, he felt that he couldn't ask. What should I do if this crippling life ability level 9 really thinks that the water in the pot has boiled?

Forget it.

Yu Jinnian raised the knife and clicked a few times to put the shiny chicken on the plate. At this time, the chicken was cooked just right, there was a red blood color between the bone marrow, but the meat was extremely tender. He set up the pot again and had to make a dip. He took the soy sauce and spread it around.

Ji Hong took a step forward and asked, "What do you want?"

"Shrimp," Yu Jinnian said, "and ginger."

Ji Hong went out and came back with a plate in one hand: "This?"

Yu Jinnian nodded, poured the soy sauce into the pot and boiled it for a round, then added ginger, wine, sugar and shrimps and boiled again, skimming the upper layer of foam to make shrimp soy sauce for the white chopped chicken to dip. He sandwiched a few pieces of chicken in a small oil dish, rolled it in shrimp soy sauce, and delivered it to Ji Hong's mouth: "Try the dish."

Ji Hong bent down slightly, grabbed the chopsticks in the hands of the teenager, and put a whole piece of chicken into his mouth. The salty taste of soy sauce wrapped the freshness of the shrimp, spreading on the tongue together with the smooth chicken, letting People are reluctant to swallow.

Yu Jinnian thought he would pick it up. He didn't expect that this person would directly extend his mouth to eat. He was still stunned for a while. When the chopsticks were loosened, he quickly looked at the man's expression carefully, but there was no slight change. how is it?"

Ji Hong's eyes dropped slightly, and he looked at the teenager for a while. "Uh," he said, "Not bad."

It's really concise ... Yu Jin put the two small oil dishes of chicken in his hand, and sent him out: "After eating, go to the director to borrow paper and pens, and don't come back if you can't." He murmured to himself, "I am not interested in what kind of Taoism is longevity. It is better to make money in Hongchen's mortal world. When I am a Taoist, I can neither eat meat nor marry my wife."

After he finished speaking, he saw that Ji Hong's deep eyes seemed to light up, and before he could see clearly, the man turned and went out.

Yu Jinnian had to suppress his doubts, decompose the remaining two chickens, throw his head and bones into the pot and stew the soup with scallion, **** and red dates. Ji Hong borrowed the paper and pen soon, but his face was very stinky, it was three feet frozen. I do n’t know if the director said anything to him again? Ji Hong spread the paper on a square bench. Yu Jinnian was busy cutting vegetables and reported the dish name to him. After writing, he asked Ji Hong to give him a glance.

Naturally, he couldn't recognize most of the words, but he just wanted to read it, and praised it wholeheartedly: "It's really beautiful, if I can write it."

Ji Hong opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Suddenly, two young boys came in from the outside. The two were head-to-head. The master chef brought by Master He came to help Yu Jinnian. He asked what they needed to do.

Yu Jinnian guessed that Master He in his mouth was the injured chef. He was now worried that Ji Hong could not be used as a handicapped person, and he was too busy to deal with each other. The arrival of these two brothers really helped , Quickly thanked: "Trouble the two younger brothers, take the sheet to see the host."

One of them recognized the word immediately, while the other stayed to fight for Yu Jinnian.

The atmosphere between the two was interrupted, and after the two little cooks who tasted Yu Jinnian's newly prepared two dishes, their eyes were even brighter, and the younger brothers were younger and younger. Ji Hong's face was dull and he had to be silent. He was squeezed aside and continued to pick up his beans. After picking up a basket, he reached out and touched the things in his sleeve, and the corners of his mouth hooked up.

"Dongzi, Xizi." A man came in from outside the door. "The tank is empty, so go back to the river and hit some more."

Yu Jinnian raised his head and greeted quickly: "Master He."

Although I had a face-to-face meeting with Master Yin and Yang just now, He Dali was still in sorrow at that time, but he failed to notice the boy. Now he carefully looked at Yu Jinnian and was surprised. In the past, he dragged Yu Jinnian's hand: "You are A young man in a bowl of noodles? "

Yu Jinnian was startled by his overly excited reaction and nodded: "I am."

He Dali suddenly reddened his eyes, saying that the man had tears and not flicking, but the middle-aged strong man was crying with a snot and tears, and did not listen. If a delicate daughter cried Yu Jinnian and cried, perhaps he was also drawn out of a heart of flowers, but he was cried by a strong man with a biceps bulging like a bag. That was so sad that Yu Jinnian was crying. He was also rubbed with several teardrops in his hand. He had no choice but to stare at Ji Hong.

Without waiting for the teenager to open his mouth, Ji Hong walked over with a frown, pulled the teenager's hand out, lifted his clothes and wiped him clean, the man wrapped himself in front of him and asked, "Who? What's the matter?"

Yu Jinnian shook his head and looked innocent: "I don't know, I don't know."

When Yu Jinnian fired another hot and sour silver tooth. He Dali had tears in his eyes, and looked over pitifully, but He Dali's eyes hadn't fallen on Yu Jinnian, he was blocked by a body moved halfway, he looked up and looked like a face The handsome Lang Jun is looking at himself without expression.

He Dali shuffled back two steps, shrugged his nose, and leaned left and right to see Yu Jinnian behind Ji Hong, shouting: "Xinnian brother! Good job, please beg for anything!"

Yu Jinnian frowned and threw the dish out, hesitating whether to go or not, and fearing that he might be passed by and cried like a mourner. Fortunately, Ji Hong knew what he was thinking and said lightly: "Speak."

"Master He, you said, I listen." Yu Jinnian hid behind Ji Hong and echoed.

After all, He Dali could n’t get up to the stubborn mountain Ji Hong, so he sat back on the square stool straight down and said: “I have a son who is a jerk. I did n’t learn well before. I followed a bunch of dudes, but you said He ’s also a **** of my old He ’s family, is n’t it? Alas, it ’s not. Since the beginning of the spring, this **** boy does n’t know where he got sick, and he coughs when he comes back. The doctor said a lot, but he did n’t make a final conclusion, and he told us to prepare for the future. "He said that he would cough his legs and cried," You said that my old home is such a unique seedling ... "

When he heard that he was ill, Yu Jinnian immediately committed an occupational disease. He passed the symptoms of Master He's family alone in his mind, and immediately interrupted He Dali's crying, asking, "Can you cough up blood?"

He Dali originally wanted to say that his son was not sick. At this time, when he heard Yu Jinnian's question, he suddenly remembered the rumors that the younger brother in a bowl of noodle restaurant would not only cook, but also understand Medical. Although he did n’t believe what a baby of this age could accomplish, but he also asked a lot of Langzhong for praying to the land of Buddha in the past few months, so he also heard Yu Jinnian listen and he replied, "Coughing blood Never, only occasionally spitting, with a small bloodshot inside. "

Yu Jinnian asked again: "Can you get fever in the afternoon?"

He Dali thought about it carefully: "This ... Dao never noticed, Xu didn't stop."

Ji Hong looked down at the teenager who was looking at him, and when he saw him frowning slightly, it was different from the usual ease of cooking. He looked right at the moment, his expression was serious, and he added a lot of stability to his well-being. A few eyes.

With some judgment in his heart, Yu Jinnian soon degraded from a mature and stable mode to a silly mode, and asked He Dali with a smile: "So what does Master He need me to do?"

Seeing that he finally got back to the topic, He Dali quickly said: "My son, who is not content, is sick, and he doesn't think about tea or rice. He has no appetite for anything. A few days ago, my mother-in-law bought a few sugar dumplings from a bowl of noodle restaurants. He was so happy! Later, I also wanted to go to the noodle shop to buy some food, but no, I was stumbled by the business here, alas, it is very difficult, the money to support the family still has to earn it, do you say ... … Who thought of this worry, he gave his hand a stab at it. It was really a trouble for Sui Xing, so I went to Master Yin and Yang to ask for Taoism ... "

To be reasonable, Yu Jinnian really does not understand how a man can do so many words, he would like to pour out all his family, he turned his head to look at the indifferent Ji Hong, he wanted to be even in half How good to this cold boy.

After He Dali complained about this bitterness, Yu Jinnian understood: "Master He, do you want me to cook for your son?"

He Dali nodded violently, and added: "As long as I can give Ertian Shushu a hearty meal, money is not a problem!"

It ’s a fool to make money without making money, and Yu Jinnian is really itchy. He wants to see He Ertian who is said to have committed an "incurable disease", so he nodded and agreed: "Okay. But I have some rules for cooking. Look at the people who eat the food first, and then you can decide what to eat. "

He Dali certainly has no doubt about this, and he is very enthusiastic to help.

The people at Aunt Wu ’s family said that there was not much, not much. There were four square wooden tables that were just full, and each table had a white chopped chicken and braised potato chicken nuggets, a pork roast with sauce, and a plate of fried The fish, in addition to the hot and sour silver teeth, garlic and roasted eggplant, and other home-cooked dishes, also steamed two drawers of white and fat big buns, although there is not much ostentation, but they set the table full, It's satisfying to watch.

The artisans ate a mouthful of oil, and a mouthful of meat dishes and steamed buns.

The most reserved table is the one with Master Yin and Yang. The Taoist master pinched the peculiar peculiarity of the people in the Daomen, and the couple Wu Wuniang, who was at the same table, were afraid of losing their faces and could only look at the dishes.

During the period, Yu Jinnian went to serve food, and was held by the long leader again. He said that he wanted to dig Yu Jinnian's old corner into their mountain gate. Ji Hong saw him, came out with a frost, and pulled Yu Jinnian beside him. Before leaving, he gave Dao Chang a fierce glance.

After escaping back to the kitchen, Yu Jinnian was reluctant to go out. He re-boiled the chicken soup that had been cooked all afternoon. Ji Hong took several bowls side by side in coordination, and listened to the teenager's instructions to put a fresh egg in each bowl. At this time, the eggs are all home-grown firewood eggs, and each is golden and tender, and there is no pollution.

He Dali, who was watching on the side, said strangely: "What kind of food is this? Never seen it."

Yu Jinnian did not hide his skills and laughed: "This is grits, it is a kind of soup food in the north. It is actually a porridge from the bone and the meat, but there are some different changes due to different preferences in different places. The grits made from different bones such as beef, goat, chicken and duck, and according to which the floating peppers added are black and white, so there are black grits and white grits, and the rice can also be added to the soup to cook, the taste can be more substantial Some. The one I made is a kind of white grits. This grits must be washed away with hot soup to get a smooth taste. You ca n’t pour the egg liquid into the pot and cook. "

He said nothing, so he scooped out a spoonful of hot chicken soup and poured it into the bowl where the egg was beaten. The egg liquid was washed away by the hot chicken soup and Huang Huang rose up. In the last life, he lived with his adoptive father in his hometown for a few years. He often drank a bowl of grits in the street breakfast stalls and served it with Xiao Long Bao. It was really delicious.

At this time, He Dali and his two apprentices listened, slobbering and eager to try.

Yu Jinnian sprinkled a pinch of coriander in the soup bowl and ordered a few drops of sesame oil and vinegar before saying: "Try it."

He Dali immediately picked up a bowl, ignoring the hot mouth, and took a sip along the bowl. This mouthful drank a few pieces of coriander leaves and a touch of egg flower together. Before he had time to chew, the chicken soup slid down his tongue After that, he took two big sips in succession, and he was so hot that he exhaled directly: "Fresh, spicy, and fragrant! Delicious!"

The two apprentices also took a sip from the bowl and praised it again and again.

The three of them drank a bowl of grits into their stomachs, and licked their mouths intently: "Haha, this soup is addictive! It would be more comfortable if you eat a little soup cake."

"What kind of smell is so fragrant?" Aunt Wu also walked in according to the taste. When she saw a few people stealing food in the kitchen, she was not annoyed, and she laughed aloud, "Little brother, what are you doing delicious? They were so greedy that they did n’t do any work. ”Then he sent the two little chefs to serve.

Aunt Wu said kindly: "Nice brother, you have been tired all afternoon, and you have to go outside to eat something? This group of gluttonous people are all happy on the table and are drinking!"

Yu Jinnian smiled softly: "No, thank you auntie. My brother doesn't like to go to the scene of a stranger, so I just pick up these and use the leftover dishes to eat casually."

"Yeah. There are two pots of pickled jars of auntie on the table over there. Don't forget to bring it when you're going." He took out the silver and gave it to Yu Jinnian, and then returned to the banquet to entertain him.

Yu Jinnian weighed the small silver ingot, thinking about when he could open his own hospital. But having said that, he was busy making money in the past few months, but he never saw such a good business, why did the cold boy come, and what did Mrs. Wu and Mrs. He come to ask him to cook? .

Could it be that this person is not the success of the God of Wealth?

He thought, and secretly squinted his eyes to see Ji Hong. Who knew that Ji Hong looked at him impartially, and their eyes collided. The man's eyebrows and piercing eyes are dark and his pupils are dark. Traps generally lead people to drill in. It took more than a half a day for Jin Jin to recover, patting his chest and screaming out of danger. Long!

Ji Hong asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Jinnian's airway: "Hungry!"

Ji Hong: "..."

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The two simply ate some, each drank a bowl of chicken soup grits, and ate a few pieces of Yu Jinnian's fried egg steamed buns. Although the food was simple, it was warm in the stomach.

Yu Jinnian stretched his waist comfortably and saw that it was dark outside, so he packed up and packed the jars of hot pots sent by Aunt Wu into the basket, preparing to go to He Dali's house to see the patient.

He was about to go out, Ji Hong suddenly pulled him: "Wait."

"Huh?" Yu Jinnian stood strangely, watching Ji Hong soaked in a handkerchief with a handkerchief, folded into neat squares, and another hand held his chin gently and lifted it up, getting closer and closer. He was confused for a while, something strange flashed in his mind, and he asked in an unclear order: "Do, do ..."

After Ji Hong's meal, he continued to cover the corner of the handkerchief on Yu Jinnian's face, and wiped off the dust on his cheek a little bit. The teenager blinked his eyes unsteadily, his slender eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, and a small vortex fanned out in Ji Hong ’s heart. He took a chance to wipe his face and sneaked a sneak peek at the little butterflies. Closed, lying there tightly and immobile.

"Okay." Ji Hong let go.

Yu Jinnian turned his head: "Then, let's go!" He said that his head was facing forward, and he was tripped by the door frame of the kitchen.

Seemingly extremely slight, he heard Ji Hong laughing behind his back, like a ripple on the lake.

"Let's go." For a moment, Ji Hong also followed slowly.

He Dali, who was full of food, saw the two hitting around and walked past. The atmosphere was strange and they dared not speak. They ran to the front and led the way.

The author has something to say:

On a certain day, Yu Jinnian is writing a diary:

One of Ji Hong's usages: knock on walnuts ~ great!

Ji Hong's second usage: picking beans ~ great!

Ji Hong's usage ...

Suddenly dark behind.

Yu Jinnian: ... people live beautifully and have good temperament, which is great! I love him forever!