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After the two went back, they found that He Musheng was not polite, and had already picked out the sofa in the storage room that was originally used to store sundries and slept on it.His hand was still unconscious on Corgi's head.Corgi, who was pinned down and restless, saw his master coming, and immediately let out an angry grunt, reminding He Chen to rescue it quickly.

Si Buhui stopped He Chen who was about to go forward, and picked up the cat.He Chen stood behind Si Buhui, with a casual glance, he could see that He Musheng's body seemed to have more bumps than before they went out, densely packed, making people very uncomfortable to see.

In his sleep, He Musheng was also restless, he couldn't help frowning and scratching at those red bumps that were about to break out, He Chen was afraid that he would catch himself into a bloody man when he woke up tomorrow morning, so he asked Si Buhui His two hands were tied together, and from a distance, at first glance, he looked like a thief who was caught over the wall in the middle of the night.

After doing all this, He Chen was really sleepy, yawned, picked up Corgi and walked to his bedroom.

"Miss," Si Buhui called to stop him from behind, "Can you lend me the kitchen?"

He Chen turned around to look at Si Buhui amusedly, "You don't know how to cook, what do you do with the kitchen and practice chopping vegetables at night"

"I want to know what's in this powder." Si Buhui's ears turned red, "Don't worry, lady, I only use a small place, and I won't mess up all your things."

Seeing Si Buhui's nervous expression, He Chen laughed out loud, resisting the urge to rub his head, "You use it." After taking two steps, he remembered that Si Buhui was in a small shop on Yungui Street today. Regreting to protect himself bravely, He Chen turned his head again, "You look up, in the cabinet on the upper right, there is the dried mango I just made a few days ago, if you are hungry at night, remember to take it out and eat it."

He Chen turned around, only to hear Si Buhui's loud "Thank you lady".

That night, He Chen still didn't sleep well, and after only a few hours after getting on the pillow, He Musheng's terrified whimpering noise made a noise outside the door.

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah boss god help me why I can't move my hands ah ah ah"

He Chen put on his slippers and went out the door, only to hear a "clang" and a heavy object fell to the ground. He looked closely, and He Musheng, who was screaming in panic just now, fell to the ground in an extremely inelegant posture, pain and panic intertwined The yelling was even more horrific.

Si Buhui, who was downstairs, was also attracted by He Musheng's voice and went upstairs. When he went upstairs, he saw He Chen standing in front of his bedroom with a livid face, and without thinking, he raised his hand and threw a silencer at He Musheng.

The ear-piercing yelling stopped abruptly, and He Musheng, who still opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, looked ridiculous.

He Musheng also came to his senses after being pasted by Si Buhui's spell. He lowered his head and saw that his hands were tied up at some point, his face flushed red, and he tried hard to make Si Buhui take away his hands. The shackles are untied.

In the end, He Chen felt the novelty and stretched out his hand to tear off the silencing talisman attached to He Musheng's body.

After the spell was lifted, He Musheng panted, but he believed in Si Buhui's ability even more, "Brother, am I saved?"

Si Buhui glanced at him indifferently, but focused more on He Chen, with a face begging for praise, "Lady, I already know what's in the powder."

"Monster powder" He Chen suspected that Si Buhui was doing some chemical experiments with his kitchen.

Si Buhui said, "It's basically the same as the one used by the hunchback woman. Humans will cause erysipelas after inhaling it."

"That's why the hunchback really did it." He Chen turned his head to look at He Musheng, "Boss He, you are abusing children."

"How is it possible?" He Musheng heard that such a big hat was put on his head, and quickly stood up and waved his hands, "To be honest, Boss He, I came to wholesale wild vegetables this time just to make my daughter feel good. School. On weekdays, I'm not even willing to hit her."

Si Buhui said, "If it was the hunchbacked woman's powder, it would have a demonic aura, but these powders don't have it."

He Chen turned back speechlessly, "Si Buhui, don't breathe heavily when you speak, okay?"

Si Buhui, a national first-level mistake admitter, quickly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, lady, I will pay more attention next time."

He Musheng struggled to find a sense of existence between the two, "So how can this erysipelas be cured?"

He Chen frowned, touched his chin with his right hand and thought, "I always feel like I just heard the word erysipelas a few days ago, right." He remembered it, and clapped his hands suddenly, "It was the day we went shopping for vegetables."

He Chen's math is not good, and his admission to university all depends on his memory practiced by reciting recipes when he was a child.The conversation that just happened the day before yesterday swirled around in his mind, and was brought to the forefront by the tide of memory like a drifting bottle.

"It was in front of that wild vegetable stand," He Chen recalled the situation at that time, "What do you think this wild vegetable can be used for? What kind of pills can be used to treat erysipelas, reduce fever, and reduce fire."

"Qingshuangwan," Si Buhui said, "but there is no pill furnace here."

"That doesn't mean talking for nothing." The ecstasy in He Musheng's eyes turned to disappointment, and he muttered to express his discomfort.

"However, I heard from my grandfather that there is a dish that has the same effect as Qingshuang Wan." When Si Buhui was speaking, he glanced at He Chen quietly, and quickly turned his gaze back to He Musheng.

He Chen has seen Si Buhui's cooking skills before, and he is very skeptical about whether Si Buhui can memorize this dish clearly, "Do you mean those who know the process, or those who simply know the name?"

Si Buhui said, "Don't worry, lady, I don't know many recipes, but I definitely remember this one clearly."

Hearing the obvious joy in Si Buhui's tone, He Chen decided that after this incident, his trip to the head of the family should be put on the agenda.

"This dish is from Mr. Yuan Mei's Suiyuan food list, and it's called Dita Niu Soup."

He Chen waited quietly for the next sentence, but after seeing Si Buhui finished that sentence, he looked back at himself quietly, a little surprised, "You're done talking now." Si Buhui nodded, his tone was affirmative." It's over."

No wonder he said he remembered clearly.He Chen sighed, and taught Si Buhui earnestly, "Si Buhui, don't tell others that you can memorize recipes."

Fortunately, He Shanzhen liked to study recipes in the past, and specially opened a small bookcase to store all kinds of recipes he collected. The Suiyuan food list was also the enlightenment textbook for He Chen's reading and writing when he was a child.He Chen dug out the dusty Suiyuan food list from his grandfather's bookcase, only to find that He Shanzhen actually left a lot of notes in this enlightenment book that he feared to avoid when he was a child.

He Chen read these notes carefully, but found that he couldn't understand a single word.

Seeing that He Chen was holding the book and standing there with a slightly embarrassed expression, Si Buhui leaned over to look at the contents of the book, and was stunned with just one glance, "My lady, why are there runes in your book?"

"Yeah." He Chen raised his head blankly, seeing that Si Buhui was also staring at He Shanzhen's notes, "You mean these ghostly symbols?"

Si Buhui nodded, and pointed to a place to translate for He Chen, "This place says that mixing red bean and coffin blood can cure hysteria, and coffin is a monster that is turned into a coffin lid."

Hearing that monsters were actually mentioned in He Shanzhen's notes, the expression on He Chen's face became richer, and he quickly comforted himself that the book was picked up by He Shanzhen, and the words on it had nothing to do with grandpa.

Browsing along the catalog, He Chen finally found the content about the ground wild rice soup, which said, "Sort the rice and ground wild rice carefully, boil them half-baked, and simmer with chicken soup and ham soup." Few words After a few words, He Chen already had a picture of how to do it.

He wandered around the kitchen, the soup that was simmering in the afternoon was still simmering on the stove, and the rice tank was also full. When the most important ingredients were ready, his hands stopped, and he turned around and looked awkwardly at the sitting chair. The two people behind said, "That uncle who sells wild rice, do you think he is still in the vegetable market?"

The vegetable market opened at [-]:[-] am and closed at [-]:[-] pm. Naturally, it was impossible to open the door in the middle of the night, but the poison on He Musheng's body could not wait until the next morning.

Corgi, who was lying at Si Buhui's feet and biting his trouser legs, suddenly got up, jumped onto the cooking table, and grabbed He Chen's sleeve with his mouth open.

"Ko Ji, what are you doing?" Once he got used to the cat's anomaly, He Chen still followed the steps of the cat to the corner of the kitchen with a disgusted expression on his lips.

Walking to the corner, He Chen saw the vegetable basket that he had randomly put there after he came back yesterday, and was about to criticize Corgi, when he suddenly remembered that the ground rice that he snatched from Corgi's mouth the day before yesterday was not there. in the basket

He Chen patted Corgi's head, and promised, "Tomorrow, Dad will make you fried chicken."

Corgi meowed, and seemed to lick He Chen's palm excitedly.

After all the ingredients were prepared, He Musheng was driven to play with Ke Ji. Only He Chen and Si Buhui were left in the kitchen. He Chen put the basket of ground beans to Si Buhui's hand, "Come on, wash it up for you." Go cut it."

Si Buhui picked up the vegetable basket as he said, poured out the ground mushrooms in a decent manner, put them in a clean basin and rinsed them with water.

Corgi's mouth is not big, and there are not many ground wildflowers in his mouth, but it is enough for this person's soup.

He Chen took out a side of ham, finely shredded it, and added it to the broth that was still simmering on the stove.Here, Si Buhui finally cut and washed the ground wild rice, and put them into the earthen jar under He Chen's command.

The freshness of the broth, the saltiness of the ham, and the wildness of the ground wild rice, the three flavors blend together, and gradually a warm aroma is simmered in the crock.

"This can really save lives." He Chen was still skeptical about the use of food.

Si Buhui focused his attention on the cauldron that He Chen despised very much, "Lady, we have a cauldron."