Imperial National Treasure Class Medicinal Chef [Live]

Seeing that it was a success, I made an appointment with several professionals to wait for Jian Zimo's drawing before meeting and discussing. They exchanged communication numbers and left separately.

It was rare to come out today without the live broadcast, Jian Zimo didn't think about going back immediately, but thought of going to the shopping mall under Zuoqiuyan's name, and by the way, take a look at the mech he had been obsessed with.

The most important thing is to eat, it's noon now.

The suspension car they hired was much more convenient. It took only two hours to get there instead of a three-hour drive.

This place is much more lively than that of Holy Hand Hall. Humans, robots, and animals walk in harmony on the street, bustling with people, and some people can be seen setting up small stalls.

The hovering car has not yet landed, and as far as the eye can see is the magnificent and huge building in the shape of a "mountain". Open, like wings that are about to take off and soar.

In front of the building is an open square with two characters "Sanyuan" floating in the middle.

"These three buildings don't represent Ziweiyuan, Taiweiyuan, and Tianshiyuan!" Jian Zimo said in surprise.

Upon closer inspection, the gloss of the outer walls of the three buildings is like flowing water, and different lines can be seen faintly, each representing a dormitory.

"You know?" Zuo Qiuyan suddenly looked at Jian Zimo with disbelief in his eyes.

"Hmm!" Jian Zimo responded, a little confused, he didn't understand why Zuo Qiuyan reacted so strongly.

"How do you know?" Zuo Qiuyan didn't answer Jian Zimo's words, but stared at him, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

"Is this strange?" Jian Zimo studied Chinese medicine, and the basic knowledge includes yin and yang, 24 seasons, and 24 seasons involve celestial bodies.

Sanyuan 28 means the movement of celestial bodies, and Chinese medicine treatment also pays attention to the seasons. Jian Zimo followed his grandfather to recite these things when he was two or three years old.

"Tell me, where did you learn it?"

"I have learned this since I was a child, my grandfather taught me."

[This is what grandpa taught. 】

The childish voice coincided with the person in front of him.

Zuo Qiuyan clenched his hands into fists and opened his mouth again and again. He wanted to ask: Haven't you never read a book?Aren't you imprisoned for 20 years?

However, in the end Zuo Qiuyan didn't ask anything.

The atmosphere became delicate, the late afternoon meal was not well eaten, and it was not known if the food in the restaurant was too bad, the three of them didn't eat much.

Zuo Qiuyan was not in the mood, and Jian Zimo was not in the mood to go shopping anymore. He was about to leave when he saw a small stall on the side of the road selling some accessories, including wooden hairpins.

Jian Zimo thought for a while, and asked the two to wait in the parking lot first, and he went back soon.

Zhang Xu originally thought that His Royal Highness would wait for the boss, but he didn't expect him to float towards the parking lot like a wandering soul, so Zhang Xu had no choice but to keep up.

The owner of the small stall is an old man, and the things in the stall are all carved and polished according to ancient books, which means that they are considered as custom-made handicrafts.

Jian Zimo smelled it, it was sandalwood, which has the effect of calming the nerves.I picked a Liuyun wood hairpin out of a dozen or so, and gave the old man ten times the price, telling the other party not to carve and polish this style in the future, and then left.

Jian Zimo returned to the flying car, Zuo Qiuyan leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to communicate.

Jian Zimo looked at Zhang Xu, and saw him shrug his shoulders, expressing his innocence.

Well, it seems that Zhang Xu doesn't know why something is wrong with Zuo Qiuyan.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when the three of them returned to the Holy Hand Hall. As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Professor Jones, Professor Li, and Xiao Ji coming out of the medicinal kitchen. The three of them were discussing something intensely.

Only then did Jian Zimo remember that the three of them hadn't returned to Emperor Star yet!

When Professor Jones saw Jian Zimo, his eyes lit up, he waved his hand, and said loudly: "Jian Jian, about the pulse, you said that there are twelve common pulse conditions, then..."

"Boss, we have guests. Boss, we have guests." The voice of the machine interrupted Professor Jones, and Guagua slid out of the holy hand hall, and the screen on his forehead scrolled these words in turn.

"What guest?" Jian Zimo asked strangely.

"The Minister of Propaganda of the Blue Star Administrative Region, and the Blue Star Chinese Medicine Chamber of Commerce, the CEO of the BC Chinese Medicine Group..."

"stop!"

Jian Zimo was dizzy from the reading, what does this sound like a tall organization?

"You go back first, I'll go right away."

Jian Zimo dismissed Guagua, turned around to find someone, but found that Zuoqiuyan was no longer there.

"I don't know what's wrong with this awkward guy." Jian Zimo sighed softly, looked at Professor Jones and the three, and said, "Maybe I don't have much time today."

"It's okay, you are busy first, we can come back tomorrow." Professor Jones is not in a hurry.

Jian Zimo sent the person away, and walked towards the holy hand hall, let's deal with the visitors first!

Gua Gua Nian's title was indeed not fake, there were really seven or eight guests, divided into two groups.

A group of people are officials, the Propaganda Department of the Blue Star Administrative Region and his assistant, as well as the president and secretary of the Blue Star Chinese Medicine Chamber of Commerce.

The other group is the president of the pharmaceutical group, as well as secretaries and assistants.

Jian Zimo chatted with the official first.Their reason for coming is also very simple. Since Jian Zimo's live broadcast, Blue Star's medicinal materials have increased by [-]%, and they want to promote Blue Star's medicinal materials through Jian Zimo.

To put it simply, the official intention is that Jian Zimo is expected to serve as the spokesperson for Blue Star's traditional Chinese medicine.

Jian Zimo was shocked. He never thought that he would become a global spokesperson once he traveled through time. Although the empire now has countless planets, it is still very powerful.

"There are many medicated dietists who are better than me, like Yuwen Wenxiu, he has more than 90 billion fans!" As far as Jian Zimo knows, he had 80 billion fans before, and the competition attracted him some more. , will soon exceed 90 billion.

Jian Zimo never expected that Yuwen Wenxiu only attracted hundreds of millions of fans in the last two issues, and he himself almost attracted 70 billion fans.This is also the reason why many players can't play with Jian Zimo.

"Yuwen Wenxiu is not from our Blue Star, he is registered in Emperor Star!" The people from the Propaganda Department shook their heads, and Jian Zimo was still a first-class pharmacist, taking five consecutive exams a day, and his scores were unmatched.Since the Chinese medicine hospital has a pharmacist exam, this is No. 1, and this is a selling point.

In addition, he knew that the two professors of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine were still here, and it was not difficult to see that Associate Academician Wen also valued him in the program. How could they let such a talent go.

"You are the one from our Blue Star." The person from the Propaganda Department held Jian Zimo's hand and said solemnly.

Jian Zimo agrees with this sentence.

The endorsement is not for nothing, the endorsement fee is eight figures, and it is temporarily signed for one year.

It's easy to talk about money, and the official came here again. Thinking of the mess at Jian Mo's house, even if it's a fox pretending to be a tiger, it's good, so Jian Zimo readily agreed.

After negotiating with the official people, Jian Zimo called Zhang Xu over to help entertain him, and Zhang Xu took him to the next door to eat medicinal food.Then there is a private Chinese medicine company, and the other party also understands the purpose of coming. They want Jian Zimo to endorse, and the price is higher than the official price, but Jian Zimo refuses.

"As far as I know, you are also cooperating with a Chinese medicine company now, why did you reject us?" The other party did not understand.

"They have been cooperating with Holy Hand Church for almost ten years. Isn't it natural for me to find them?" Jian Zimo smiled.

"From it we can give you..."

"No need."

Jian Zimo interrupted the other party, knowing what was going to be said later, and didn't want to hear it. He was very satisfied with the medicinal materials of the original company and didn't plan to change them.

After being persuaded by the other party for a while, Jian Zimo didn't let go at all, and finally left first.After all, he still wanted to cooperate, not to mention that he would not offend Jian Zimo when he saw the people from the Blue Star Propaganda Department appear.

After the medicine dealer left, Jian Zimo went to the next door. Before the official medicinal food was served, Jian Zimo made two more dishes with his own hands. After chatting with the other party for a while, they talked about the medicine dealer just now, and Jian Zimo refused. He smiled and squinted his eyes, and gave Jian Zimo a high look.

In the meantime, they talked about this medicated diet restaurant, and the other party said that it was too small, and the restaurants opened by other well-known medicated diet masters were all more than a few hundred square meters.

"The venue is also looking for, but it may take two or three months to open." Jian Zimo smiled.

"Where is the place?" the Propaganda Minister asked.

"It's outside the Fifth Ring Road." Jian Zimo recalled and told the exact location.

The official of the Propaganda Department looked blank, and had no idea where it was, but his assistant was clever, and quickly found the map and searched for the place.

When the Propaganda Minister saw this place, his pupils shrank, and he looked at Jian Zimo in disbelief.

Jian Zimo: "..."

"Is there a problem?" Jian Zimo asked.

"This land, yours?" the Minister of Propaganda asked cautiously.

"It belongs to the partner." Jian Zimo saw the Propaganda Department official like this, and thought of the five stars on Zuoqiuyan's brother's shoulder.

"Oh, that's it!" The official of the Propaganda Department wiped off his sweat, took a sip of saliva, and said, "If there is no problem with the flow of people after you open for a while, you can try to apply for a traffic line."

"Really?" Jian Zimo asked in surprise.

"Of course there is no problem." The Propaganda Department official smiled. After filling in the address on the application form, there should be very few people who would dare to sign the word "opposition".

What's more, this is not considered a back door. After a certain amount of traffic, it is indeed possible to open a traffic line.

It took almost two hours to eat a meal, and it was almost dark before Jian Zimo sent him away. After a while, someone would come and take Jian Zimo through the shooting process.

"Zhang Xu, has Yan Yan come down for dinner?" Jian Zimo asked with frowning eyebrows, he had been talking with the officials and didn't pay attention.

"Eat, but not much," Zhang Xu continued, "You also know that he hasn't eaten much except for the medicinal food you made."

Of course Jian Zimo remembered that Zuo Qiuyan was so thin and pale when he first came, but now he is better.

Jian Zimo originally wanted to go to the second floor to find Zuo Qiuyan, but seeing that the kitchen was a bit busy and still making takeaway medicinal meals, he rolled up his sleeves and went in to help.This busy work didn't stop until nine o'clock in the evening, and I packed up my things and didn't close until ten o'clock in the evening.

Jian Zimo stretched, remembering that Zuo Qiuyan went upstairs a little faster.

Ten o'clock in the evening is Zuo Qiuyan's bedtime, and today is no exception.

Jian Zimo walked to his bed and sat down, stretched out his head to take a look, and saw his eyes were lightly closed, thinking that he should be asleep.She stretched out her hand and placed the palm of her hand on his forehead, and then retracted after confirming that there was no fever.Getting up to take a shower, he remembered the wooden hairpin still in the big pocket of his t-shirt, took it out and put it under Zuo Qiuyan's pillow, and then left the room.

Just as the sound of Jian Zimo's footsteps disappeared, the "sleeping" person opened his eyes.

He turned over, picked up the wooden hairpin under the pillow, and stared at it in a daze.