[Rebirth] Medicated Life

Han Wu leisurely walked in the furniture decoration area, stopped and walked, swaying from side to side, followed by two attentive salesmen, whenever Han Wu stopped, the older salesman always stepped forward , Introduce to him the material of the furniture or decoration in front of him, which famous designer has passed it, and what kind of concept has been adopted.

Whenever Han Wu heard this, he always laughed and didn't respond.

He has all the things he wants to buy in his heart, and no matter how the salesperson sells them, he will nod in his heart if he needs them, and if he doesn't need them, he won't stop with one more glance.

Just like that, an hour passed, and among the two salesmen who followed Han Wu, the one who was obviously a veteran had begun to get impatient. Since Han Wu stepped here, relying on his good eyesight , at a glance, it can be seen at a glance that the young man of this age looks a little fuzzy, and his clothes are definitely worth a lot of money, and he is a master with purchasing power.

That's why he volunteered to bring the trainee employees assigned to him, and he took the initiative to join him. It's just that he walked all the way, and he almost saw everything in the store. This young man didn't even look at his head. .

For more than an hour, he was almost dry talking, but he didn't see the young man buy even a chair.

"You follow him, I'll serve other customers first." He impatiently ordered the interns, and before the interns could react, he cast a contemptuous glance at Han Wu and left.

And this glance happened to be seen by Han Wu who turned around to ask for a consultation. After being slightly taken aback, Han Wu immediately understood what was going on, and only shrugged regretfully at the intern employee who was still following him.

They basically do sales with orders to increase their salary commission and performance. Obviously, the big orders in his hand today cannot be signed to that person!

"Can you introduce this flower stand to me?" Han Wu asked, pointing to an extremely exotic flower stand.

The intern employee was stunned for a moment. This was a product that Han Wu had seen so far and asked questions about it. He quickly realized that, based on his memory, he memorized the basic introduction of the product.

It can't be said that he is enthusiastic and skilled, but it can make people see that he is doing this very seriously.

Han Wu smiled slightly and waved his hands, "Okay, let's go to the counter to sign the bill! Right? You can deliver the goods to your door, right?"

The intern was taken aback. After the flower stand was disassembled, it was neither heavy nor big. It still needs to be delivered?It seems that the family lives far away, "Yes, as long as you leave the address."

Han Wu nodded in satisfaction, followed the trainee, went to the counter, and began to sign the bill and swipe the card.

After Han Wu left, the intern holding the list and address was deeply stunned, and even the little girl beside the cash register who swiped the card looked at him enviously, "Xiao Lin, you're lucky today!

You are the one to sign such a big bill!No need to share with your master!That's great, this order compares with our five months! "

The trainee named Xiao Lin just nodded blankly, watching Han Wu walking out to the supermarket upstairs.The veteran who came over from the other side stared at the order in his hand in disbelief.

But Han Wu, who was out the door, couldn't care about these things. He turned around and went upstairs to the supermarket. There was almost nothing left of last night's ingredients, and he had to buy some more today.

After shopping around the supermarket, Han Wu was walking slowly back with a bunch of things, and happened to pass by a pharmacy. to the pharmacy.

The pharmacy was huge, with both Chinese and Western medicines. Han Wu went straight to the over-the-counter medicine counter, knocked on the counter, and asked the clerk to bring him a bottle of Chuanbei Pipa Gao and some cough medicine.

When he paid the bill and walked out, he unknowingly stopped in front of the Chinese medicine counter.

Finally, when Han Wu came out, there was not only an extra cough medicine, but also some Chinese medicinal materials in the shopping bag he was carrying, and he muttered helplessly: "The appearance is still too bad, it seems that we still have to go 'Two little foxes' get some things over there, and take the rest from the teacher's medicine garden."

As soon as he returned to the suite, Han Wu dug out the two kinds of medicinal materials in the shopping bag. All the patented medicines were placed in the most conspicuous place on the dining table, and all the raw materials and ingredients of traditional Chinese medicine were brought into the kitchen.

Looking at the time, it was ten o'clock, just enough time to make a Chuanbei black fish soup. Han Wu took out the black fish he bought from the supermarket, took it into the water again, washed it, cut it into pieces and put it in boiling water. Remove the fishy smell from the water.

Put on the casserole that was used last night, briefly select the medicinal materials such as Chuan Fritillaria and Codonopsis pilosula, and screen out some of the poor quality among them, and finally weigh them according to the weight that I remember in my mind, and put them one by one In the casserole, add water, after boiling, turn to low heat and simmer.

Then I dug out the pork ribs that I bought last night but didn't come to eat in time, and boiled a thin layer of soup, put the soup into the steamer, and after it boiled, put in black fish pieces.

Then remove the dregs from the boiled concoction, pour the juice into a purple clay pot, and add red dates and shiitake mushrooms at the same time.

When the first wave of water vapor rises, turn the heat to low, add cooking wine, salt, sugar, onion and ginger and other seasonings and spices in turn, and then turn the heat to high.

After completing this series of actions smoothly, Han Wu belatedly looked at the ingredients and concoction that began to churn in the purple clay pot, and suddenly realized that his first practice of medicinal diet was so smooth!

His talent has never been good, and he memorized many things by rote. In terms of operation and utilization ability, he is indeed not as good as Wei Guoshou's other apprentices.

Was inspected by Wei Guoshou

After a few times, I have repeatedly emphasized that Han Wu should learn and use it flexibly, but no matter whether it is prescribing a symptom or brewing a special medicinal material, it has almost never been completed smoothly.

But I didn't expect that today, the first hands-on medicinal meal was made so smoothly. Not only the types and quantities of medicinal materials were well grasped, but even the steps in the middle were not messed up.

And the effect of this Chuanbei black fish soup is to nourish the lungs and relieve cough.

I don't know how Master will feel when he reads it.Will you laugh at yourself that beauty is your motivation?Han Wu thought to himself in his heart.

Speaking of beauty, that man can't be called that!Apart from the pair of eyes that are really easy to be addicted to, there is nothing outstanding about that face!Oh no!In fact, the figure should be pretty good, although I haven't actually seen it, but even through such a formal and serious suit, I can spy a little bit...

Just as Han Wu's consciousness drifted further and further away, the kitchen began to be filled with a strong smell of fish and meat, mixed with a faint scent of herbs.

The deliciousness of black fish, the fragrance of spices, and the peculiar smell of medicinal herbs are mixed in the steam of the kitchen, floating in circles in the uppermost air, and it is hard to dissipate for a long time.

As soon as Zuo Weitang opened the door and walked into his house, which was mostly used for sleeping, it rushed into his nasal cavity, and then smoothly slid into his stomach, causing an uncontrollable sense of hunger and emptiness. It was such a strange fragrance.

Zuo Weitang couldn't help but lighten his steps, and walked slowly to the door of the kitchen. Unsurprisingly, he saw a figure of a man with his back turned to him.

White water vapor floated in the kitchen, and the man between the man and the boy walked back and forth in the space of fifteen square meters, with his hands resting on the chopping board from time to time. On the chopping board, the knocking sound of iron tools and wooden utensils resounded.

With a sound of "stab", the ingredients were scattered into the pot, and there was a sound mixed with the hot oil.

"Drink!" When Han Wu turned around, he was startled by the person standing silently behind him again, "When did you come back?"

"Just now." Zuo Weitang said, going forward to pick up the plate of stir-fried broccoli in his hand, which was mixed with fungus and ham, but seeing that large piece of green... He still frowned in disgust.

"Walking without making a sound, just like a cat." Han Wu muttered as he handed over the food, skipping over his expression when serving the food, and beckoned him to take it out quickly.

"At our time, anyone who walked with a sound was dead." Zuo Weitang said something like a joke, and went out with the dishes.

Han Wu couldn't help being dazed when he heard this, and his thoughts were going to diverge from this sentence without restriction, not knowing whether what he said was true or not.

Zuo Weitang put down the dishes, and when he turned back to the kitchen, he sniffed his nose curiously and asked, "What did you cook, it smells so strange."

"Chuanbei black fish

Soup. "Han Wu answered, lifted the lid of the pot, took chopsticks and a small bowl, quickly picked out the onion, ginger, red dates and other ingredients inside, then put the lid back on, turned sideways, and motioned to the left side of the door Wei Tang came and brought it out.

"We still have this kind of pot at home?" He never knew that the kitchen in his house had such a complete set of utensils.

Han Wu was startled, wanting to see his expression, he didn't know whether the word "home" in his sentence was intentional or unintentional, but what he saw was still those black eyes that made him break his back at a glance, I really can't understand what the three words "our family" mean.

After thinking about it, Han Wu felt that he was a little more serious. He was really...a little older, and it was too easy to be moved by these trivial things.

Thinking about it, he smiled and shook his head to serve the rest of the dishes. A plate of shredded Beijing brewed pork. The shredded pork was cut long and thin. up a hill.

A plate of eggplants with minced meat. The eggplants are white eggplants, the ones with few seeds and very sweet. They are shredded by hand, and the pieces are evenly torn, and the fried oil is also penetrated thoroughly. The insides are scattered and evenly mixed in the middle of the eggplant. The inside of the eggplant not only absorbs the fragrance of the seasoning, but also blends in the umami of the minced meat.

After the two of them brought the bowls to the table, Zuo Weitang's adoring attitude towards the food delighted Han Wuxin for no reason.

These are not fancy dishes.And if a person pursues your dishes, it is really for your so-called "taste of home", "taste of love" and "taste of heart" are all nonsense. If you distract your mind, you will really eat differently.

The main premise of being sought after here is that this person values ​​you.

Otherwise, no matter how much thought you spend, no matter how much "thought" you put into it, it will be nothing but empty talk.

Han Wu understood this deeply, so he was delighted by Zuo Weitang's undisguised expression.

During the meal, Han Wu glanced at the corner of the table inadvertently—all the western medicines he put there earlier were gone, he paused for a while, but couldn't think of the reason.

"Where's the medicine I put on the table?"

"What medicine? Are you sick?" Zuo Weitang paused as he picked up the vegetables, his eyes wandering only to look at the pot of black fish soup on the table. Taste never tasted before.

"That's the medicine I bought for you. I asked the clerk. It's very useful for cough relief." Han Wu was a little curious about Zuo Weitang's expression. Was it... a guilty conscience?

"What's the use of that? I've taken too much medicine, and my resistance has gone down. I won't take it." Zuo Weitang raised his eyes and looked at Han Wu, trying his best to get over this incident lightly.

Han Wu looked at him, from

I didn't expect him to have this kind of expression, and an inexplicable thought came to my mind - isn't this man afraid of taking medicine?

Although when it comes to reconnaissance, Han Wu is no match for the man opposite, but for no reason, Han Wu feels that his speculation is correct, this man is afraid of taking medicine!

He was secretly happy about his reconnaissance result, but he didn't mean to bypass it, "You haven't tried it, have you? How do you know it's useless?"

"It's useless if I say it's useless!" Zuo Weitang's expression began to take on annoyance, and his face became gloomy.

Heh... Han Wu was suddenly happy in his heart!

In his hand, he scooped a spoon full of Chuanbei black fish into Zuo Weitang's bowl, "Oh, it's useless, it's useless! Come, eat this."

After lunch, while Zuo Weitang was still staying, Han Wu hastily explained that the furniture and various household utensils he bought at the furniture market in the morning would be delivered in the afternoon.

After the things are delivered, he will make the house a little more human-like, and ask Zuo Weitang if he has any taboos or preferences. After picking up the key, Zuo Weitang, who is about to go out to the company, listens to Han Wu's words, suddenly After a pause, he said "As long as you are happy", patted his ass and left.

At noon, after Han Wu returned to the guest room to take a nap and woke up, people from the furniture company just delivered the goods to the door. The intern who signed Han Wu's list also came to the door specially to explain various essentials for assembling furniture to Han Wu. And the guarantee of after-sales service.

Han Wu greeted him with a smile, then politely declined the other party's offer to stay and help.

Such a warm and thoughtful service, after all, is still based on Han Wu's high consumption level.

Han Wu didn't look down on such a person, but he knew it very well. If he was standing in Zuo Weitang's position today, maybe he would still be willing to maintain his better manners.

But in fact, what he did today was nothing more than Zuo Weitang's agent!

What people value is money and Han Wu's future spending power. Unfortunately, this is something that Han Wu doesn't have now. If it wasn't for Zuo Weitang's suite today, he would definitely have no thought and no financial resources to go shopping like that place.