Imperial National Treasure Class Medicinal Chef [Live]

Today is Sunday, and Jian Zimo spent the night on the trending search list last night, and the fans kept going up. When the broadcast started, there were more than 30 billion people online, and the traffic was overwhelming.

"First."

"Rice wine, rice wine, why do I remember that it takes several days to make the wine!"

"No, it means we have nothing to eat today?"

"That's right, it will take at least two days before we can eat," Jian Zimo said with a smile, "Come on, it will be done in an hour today."

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"I seriously doubt you decided to make wine just to save time."

"Ah, I've exposed Jian Jian's conspiracy. Today, I brew wine for an hour. After two days, the wine will be brewed in the hotel, and it will be counted as a live broadcast. In this way, you will save one dish of medicinal food."

"Holy shit, Jane, are you floating?"

"Sure enough, you don't care about us anymore. Where is Beauty Yanyan? Beauty Yanyan, do you have a headache, stomachache, fever and cold?"

Jian Zimo: "..."

Isn't his fan style a bit different?

It is not difficult to make rice wine. Jian Zimo makes the family version. Put the soaked glutinous rice in the pot and steam it for about 10 minutes. , and sat on the cooking table.

Live audience: "..."

"What can you do with this time?"

"Make two medicinal meals, such as pork belly wrapped in chicken, such as braised pork, such as turtle jelly?"

"Either one or the other will do the trick, so what's the matter with you sitting like this?"

"I don't want to cook today," Jian Zimo yawned. He thought it might be because he went to bed too late last night, and he didn't have much energy today. "Let's tell you about the "Huangdi Neijing"!"

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"No, I don't want to listen to the "Huangdi Neijing" today. I want to know what the twelve laymen mean?"

"Speaking of this, I'm excited, ahhh, is your document really the same as Martin's?"

"How did you get that document to Martin?"

The audience in the live broadcast room was particularly curious about this matter.

"How did you get Martin's information? The TCM hospital will check it. As for the twelve laymen," Jian Zimo paused, his eyes wandering a little. Traces of the past can be found: "China, twelve strokes."

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"Ah, I know, Zhaizi China comes from the name more than 8000 years ago, which means that we live in the center of the world."

"Hahaha, I also feel like I live in the center of the universe now."

"It's the birthplace of Chinese civilization, right?"

"Speaking of this, I'm not sleepy anymore. Our current language is also derived from this, and so is Chinese medicine."

"Hey, thinking about how long my own civilization has been inherited, I feel like crying for no reason."

"Don't worry, don't worry, in another 1000 million years, we will still be here."

The audience chattered and talked, Jian Zimo inexplicably felt that this group of fans was even cuter.

Four or 10 minutes passed quickly, and the glutinous rice smelled fragrant. Jian Zimo opened the drawer cover, picked up a little glutinous rice with chopsticks, put it in his hands, and squeezed it, it was perfect.

The steamed glutinous rice is scattered and sprinkled with cold water, let it cool to about [-] degrees, sprinkled with red yeast rice and stirred evenly, put it in a vat to ferment, it will take at least two days before it can be eaten.

The audience in the live broadcast room: "It's over?"

Jian Zimo: "It's over?"

The audience in the live broadcast room: "Don't you think it's too much?"

Jian Zimo: "It's okay, it's past six o'clock, let's go back and have dinner!"

The audience in the live broadcast room: "Jian Zimo, bastard."

The audience was furious, but fortunately Jian Zimo still drew five places for consultation, and he was not too lazy to give up this too.But everyone still put Jian Zimo on the hot search list, mainly about the twelve laymen, mixed with fans' complaints that he only makes wine today and does not cook medicinal food.

At the same time, the trending searches of Chinese medicine hospitals followed suit.Regarding Jian Zimo's questioning of Martin's theft of his achievements, they will investigate the matter and give the public an explanation.

"Secretary Huang, you were the one who handled the emails that week. What do you mean by what Jian Zimo said?"

In the huge conference room, Mr. Chen was sitting in the middle. Academician Ya Lun, Associate Academician He, Associate Academician Ma Chaojing, Professor Jones, Professor Li, and even the medical student Xiao Ji also came.It was Associate Academician He who spoke up, and he presided over today's matter.

"I still said the same thing, I didn't receive that email." Secretary Huang said with red eyes, choked up, "Academician Chen, you know me, I have been with you since I graduated from medical school, I..."

"Secretary Huang, don't change the subject," Associate Academician He interrupted her, "Academician Ma, Martin is your nephew, please confirm..."

"Deputy President He, as I said, this information belongs to our Ma family. What is your intention to confirm that we are lying based on just a picture?" Associate Academician Ma Chaojing said angrily, "Jian Zimo is just a Internet anchors, this kind of people just want to gain popularity, and they have alarmed two academicians and two associate academicians, when did our hospital of traditional Chinese medicine turn around such a small anchor?"

"Mr. Chen, you want to clear me up. I know that someone gave the information to Jian Zimo, and Jian Zimo later came out to target Martin. This is a planned frame-up."

Associate Academician Ma Chaojing looked at Professor Jones and Professor Li and snorted softly.

"What do you mean?" Professor Jones was angry. When he came back, he didn't know that Martin was the family member of Associate Academician Ma Chaojing!Who framed him?

"Literally." Associate Academician Ma Chaojing said coldly.

"Speak up, isn't there an inconclusive conclusion on this matter?" Mr. Chen finally spoke out. At first they didn't care when Jian Zimo came out of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. The anchor of medicinal food, from time to time, would take advantage of the popularity of Chinese medicine. P pictures and the like It's not a big deal, but if it's a big deal, it will be calmed down after a warning.

What people didn't expect was that Professor Jones and Professor Li came back, and the information they brought back was amazing, which made Mr. Chen have to re-examine Jian Zimo.If what Professor Jones said is true, Jian Zimo's Chinese medical skills will surpass any of them.

But people haven't seen it with their own eyes, and Mr. Chen can't make a conclusion for a while.

"Is there no way to recover the email?" Professor Li asked.

"Professor Li, what do you mean?" Secretary Huang couldn't believe it, her eyes were red, "Do you mean that I deleted the email?"

"Deleted or not, you will know if you restore it." Professor Jones snorted coldly.

"If this can prove my sanity, I am willing to accept it." Secretary Huang said firmly.

He looked fearless. If Professor Jones hadn't been with Jian Zimo for a while and knew Jian Zimo's ability, he would have believed him.

"Okay, this needs to be done by professionals, let's end the meeting first!" Mr. Chen waved his hand.

Everyone should be good and go out one by one.

Old Chen was still sitting there, closing his eyes as if he was thinking about something.

Professor Jones and Professor Li didn't leave either. After everyone had left, Professor Jones said, "Mr. Chen, it's obvious that they intercepted Jian Zimo's information because they wanted to cram people into the Chinese Medicine Hospital and fight for power. .”

"Let's talk about this matter after the recovery of the email!" Chen Lao opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Since they dared to delete it, they thought they had made all the preparations, and the chance of recovery is very small." Professor Li is not optimistic about this matter.

"Then Jian Zimo swallowed this matter like this?" Professor Jones couldn't believe it. He knew that the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine was struggling for power. unacceptable.

The conference room was silent for a while.

Jian Zimo didn't know that someone was worrying about him. Two days later, the blueprint was finally drawn. Jian Zimo passed the drawing to the architect, and they recreated the structural drawing based on the picture provided by Jian Zimo. Just confirm again and you can start working.

The official Propaganda Department, who had previously said that it was looking for Jian Zimo to be the promotional spokesperson, finally got the news and asked Jian Zimo to come to the studio tomorrow to set makeup.

Jian Zimo doesn't understand this, he thinks it's enough to change clothes after shooting commercials, why do you need to fix makeup?

In addition, the other party also said that he arranged a partner for him to shoot this commercial together.

"Is it a girl or a boy?" Jian Zimo was still a little nervous when he was shooting an advertisement for the first time. He wanted to understand all the information thoroughly, and then searched on the star network to see if there were any examples for reference.

"He's a handsome guy." The contact person smiled, he had a very good impression of Jian Zimo.

"That's good." Jian Zimo heaved a sigh of relief. He has grown up so much, and he has very little contact with girls except his mother, so he is still a little nervous.

Jian Zimo hung up the communication, and was thinking of searching the Internet to ask what to pay attention to when shooting commercials, when he realized that someone was staring at him.

Turning his head silently, it was Zuo Qiuyan.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zimo narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"What kind of commercial?" Zuo Qiuyan's face was always expressionless, but this time, it was obvious that it made people feel cold.

Zhang Xu next to him quietly retreated.

"Yes, I haven't filmed commercials with you yet." Jian Zimo didn't realize at all why he had to explain the itinerary to Zuo Qiuyan, and explained the matter in a few words.

"I have money." Zuo Qiuyan was upset when he heard Jian Zimo say that he could not only get a fortune from the advertisement, but also advertise in the catering room: "My brother has a TV station, so he can advertise."

"Isn't that all yours? I can't really let you keep it forever," Jian Zimo said with a smile, "You have given me too many things, one hundred million, that piece of land."

Even though Zuo Qiuyan is the major shareholder, he can't just catch a sheep!

"You just don't want to use my money." Zuo Qiuyan said coldly.

Jian Zimo: "..."

How did you come to this conclusion?

However, it is also right to think about it!

Jian Zimo didn't know how to refute for a while.

Zuo Qiuyan didn't want Jian Zimo's rebuttal either, he turned and went upstairs with the little mouse in his arms.

Seeing his angry look, Jian Zimo ran after him without any shoes on.

"What's the matter? Is there money or not?" Ouyang Jing only heard this sentence, and saw both of them running away.

"The boss is going to shoot commercials to make money. The big boss says he is rich, but the boss says he can't be kept forever." Zhang Xu shrugged, "Probably so!"

"Oh, the young lovers are having a fight." Ouyang Jing nodded.

Chapter continued: "..."

"Where can you tell, the two of them, the two of them..." Zhang Xu stammered. Although the marriage law in the empire is now free, if His Highness the Crown Prince knows that the Third Highness is in love with Jian Zimo, he will be blasted to pieces .

Ouyang Jing asked: "Have you seen that two people who don't matter will always stick together and go in and out?"

Zhang Xu shook his head.

Ouyang Jing asked: "Have you seen two people who have nothing to do with each other, one of them handed over all the assets to the other?"

Zhang Xu shook his head.

Ouyang Jing asked: "Have you ever seen two people who have nothing to do with each other, one of them cooks for the other every day?"

Zhang Xu shook his head.

Ouyang Jing asked: "Have you ever met the big boss and heard anyone's words?"

Zhang Xu shook his head.

Ouyang Jing patted Zhang Xu on the shoulder, it was so obvious.

Chapter continued: "..."

But even so, I still feel something is wrong.