Chapter 0031 - Cure Bad Diseases and Take Fierce Medicine

"Fatty, can you eat some more bread, isn't there still a little bit?" Ding Fan looked at the small piece of bread in his hand, his heart was a little sour, and he urged him to eat it all, saving this guy from being greedy.

"Brother Ding, I want to go to the restaurant to eat, the food in there must be delicious, what is it compared to Jiuxidu, who turned over and married a daughter-in-law, really, look, it's a crystal elbow......" Erfat's excited feet kept smashing on the car, and he almost shouted out in surprise.

Inside, a shopkeeper is holding a dinner plate, four or five porcelain plates full of elbows, the elbow bones are placed neatly, and the elbows next to them are crystal clear like works of art, and the fragrance is attractive.

"Alas, I don't eat it, it's okay, he's still a child, and it's ...... with me This, this, and this......" Ding Fan withdrew his gaze from the hotel, and was sighing in his heart, when he suddenly saw something special. To be exact, a few things, small black things, with shiny shells, are crawling on the wrapping paper in front of the second fat.

It's cockroaches!

Ding Fan couldn't help but feel a little disgusted in his heart: "It's really embarrassing to be fat, even this kind of bread is so fragrant, how can you blame him for wanting to eat the delicious meal inside." ”

Furthermore, Ding Fan thought that the bread sold in this place could not be made locally, and it was all transferred from the provincial capital to the region, and then transported hundreds of miles in turnover, which was inevitably dry and hard, and the store environment was not good, so it was expected that there would be these cockroaches.

When that disgusting feeling lingered in his heart, Ding Fan turned over and dragged the second fat over, telling him not to look inside, and to play a game of painting cakes to satisfy his hunger.

"Draw pies, big brother, what is that, can you draw the kind of pie inside?" the golden ......" the fat man asked, as if he was eating something.

This guy really hasn't been to school, and he doesn't even know what it means to draw cakes to satisfy hunger, Ding Fan thought about it, and then dragged it up: "Painting cakes to satisfy hunger and Wangmei to quench thirst are both myths and legends, if you think more according to what I said, if you are lucky, maybe one day when you go home, you can see that the table at home is full of pies, elbows, sweet and sour pork ribs or something delicious, that is the god of food fell from the sky and sent it to you, below, let's recall how we roasted roe deer meat on the hillside......"

Er Fat was confused by his two names, but when he heard the scene of roasting roe deer meat on the mountain that night, he remembered the smell of meat he ate at that time, and he was even chewing meat in his dreams.

"Big brother, you say one, two, three, just the lemon powder, what else, sprinkle it all at once, I'll quickly turn over the meat skewers, the fragrance will come up all of a sudden, by the way, why is the meat so fresh, what kind of materials did you put in?" ”

After the two of them said this, Ding Fan looked excited when he saw him, immersed in the memories of making food with his own hands, and remembered that his grandfather Zhao Wenjie took him to visit a dish that his old friend Wang Shixiang Wang had learned.

The dish came from the Qing Dynasty court, and most of the chefs who knew how to cook it had died, and Master Wang Shixiang sold old objects to one of them, so he learned how to do it.

The name of the dish is a gathering of heroes and a sense of pride.

It is made of crab roe from Bohai Bay, salmon fillets imported from the East, and some strange fresh meat cut into thin slices like white paper, processed and placed in a large sea bowl, and then the sea cucumber and duck soup has been boiled, ready at any time.

"Fatty, these ingredients are all good, from different places, the materials are full of heroes, just wait for the boiling duck soup to pour it up, guess what?" Ding Fan said eloquently, with a full voice, and said vividly, as if he was making this kind of royal dish quickly in front of Er Fat, in order to make him interested, even what he often said guess what.

The second fat was obviously moved by this picture, holding his cooing belly, looking into the distance with longing eyes, dreaming of this beautiful scene.

"Young man, let me ask, is the soup you are talking about boiled in a casserole, or ......" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him, asking as if it was also a matter of heroism.

Ding Fan turned his head to look and saw that it was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow military uniform and a light-colored shirt inside, this person's face was slightly red, and he was extremely well maintained, and his body exuded a faint fragrance.

Listening to this, he eavesdropped on the back for a long time.

"That's right, you have to use the largest casserole, and it must be handmade by the old Hu family in Yanjing Xichizi Hutong, the heat preservation is better, and the boiling is still hot for half a day, and you have to add ......" Ding Fan sat up, the middle-aged man took out two golden deer cigarettes, smiled and handed them to Ding Fan, and listened to him continue.

Ding Fan was worried about how to coax Er Fat not to talk endlessly about eating, and now that there was another listener, he re-told this little-known term in the world again, and then scratched his head and said: "We are short of ingredients in Xing'anling, but if we use fresh and pollution-free fish to make it, maybe it will work." ”

After talking for about ten minutes, the man smiled and left.

The second fat mouth started to click again: "It's time for people to start serving, alas, the gluttonous worms are coming up again." ”

Ding Fan was not polite this time, pinched his ears, glared at him and blamed: "Wait for me to pay your salary, let you eat enough, if you say anything more, I will kick you to death, you look at the car, I will go to the bureau to send the materials." ”

It's very simple for him to send this kind of material, when he arrives at the bureau, he puts the materials of the Qiang J case in an envelope and writes it on the internal staff of the criminal police team, and the people in the communication room will naturally let the family take it away when they go to work.

When he came back, although Ding Fan was grunting with hunger, he couldn't stop looking at the ground with a cold face, his two fists were slowly clenched, and a voice sounded inexplicably in his heart: "Catfish King, you are a man, that day, you committed it in my hands, you should have admitted your mistake well, and bullied people with human power, let me drive for you, let me and Er Fat be hungry, and you Liu Bo, you can't be so ruthless when you bully newcomers, this police officer doesn't steam steamed buns today, and you have to fight for breath." ”

After speaking, he straightened out his majestic police uniform, shook his collar, and walked towards a clinic in the Rejuvenation Hall in the distance.

When he came back from the bureau just now, he passed by the market, and knew that it was less than a mile away, and there were many secret prostitutes hiding filth and dirt there, and there was a clinic with a broken curtain nearby, and there must be all kinds of medicine.

He pushed the door and entered the clinic, several young people were busy on the counter, and Ding Fan went straight to an old man sitting in the hall.

The old man wore honest glasses, the placket was clean, the material was good, and it looked a little fairy-like.

"Bureau! I have something to do with you, is it convenient to talk? Ding Fan put one hand in his pocket, put on a tough attitude of the police's questioning, bluntly said his identity, and glanced at those guys, obviously to say something about work.

The old man looked at him a few times, a smile of awe appeared on his face, and he said again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, please speak, the doctor is benevolent, and the patient's health is the most important." ”

"The few people I arrested, there is a child of the leader above, this guy is only in his 20s, rotten below, red and scary, and pus, the key is ah, the above explained, he still has to marry a daughter-in-law to live, this is ......" Ding Fan took out three yuan, put it in front of the old man, and looked up at the Chinese herbal medicine shelf behind him.

Although the strong smell of medicine is a little unpleasant, you can taste it carefully, and there is a feeling of tranquility.

"Well, it's Hua Liu's disease, now medicine is called herpes rash, what you are talking about living, that is, lifting but not firm, there is a good joke, acting rushing to find a famous prostitute, not yet on the bed, scattered all over the ground, cough cough, these two pairs of medicine two yuan is enough, I will give you a good medicine, comrade police, you have been exposed to this kind of thing, there are such good things, but don't forget to take care of my business here." The old man took the money in his hand and looked at it a few times, and his small eyes looked at the banknote, and he stammered: "The old man has been practicing medicine for 40 years, and recently he wants to be a model worker." ”

Ding Fan looked at his age, and when he talked about that kind of rotten disease, if he didn't have actual experience, he would never be so professional, and he wanted to be a model worker, so he almost laughed out loud, and hurriedly said: "Cure that kid, we will naturally think of you, and the medicinal materials must be good." ”

The old doctor muttered in his mouth, "Astragalus Angelica, Deer Antler Tablets, Ginseng, Astragalus Relieve Fire, Complement Each Other, How can you say that this deer antler velvet can catch up with the good quality of our Xing'anling, rest assured." As he spoke, he held a thin brush in his slender hand, dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and the prescription he wrote really had the feeling of a mysterious famous doctor.

"This medicine is called Withered Dragon Vacancy, this is called Lu Zhuang, Yangchun, Night and Night, originally these two prescriptions have the old feudal name of a hundred years ago, the new society, I will write it simply. Xiao Er, you catch the medicine according to this, the name of the prescription is pasted on the skin for me, the name of my rejuvenation hall is the reputation, which leader sees it, and naturally can still think of us in the future. The old Chinese medicine doctor said, handed the written prescription to the guy next to him, watched him grab the medicine in full, the scales were high, and wrapped it with a rope, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Ding Fan took the medicine, returned to the Xinting Hotel, turned around twice in front of the store, and watched the second fat fall asleep like a dead pig from afar, with one foot on the car, and couldn't help laughing: "When you wake up, there will be a good show." ”

He took off his shirt, revealing a coffee-colored tight shirt, and walked towards the side door of the hotel.

There was no one at this side door, and just as he entered, a short waiter suddenly stood up from the shadows.

The little waiter's eyebrows were clear, his eyes were blinking excitedly, but he spoke in a very worldly tone: "Who? This side door is reserved for leaders and secretaries, where are you?"

When Ding Fan saw this posture, he naturally understood a little: when the leaders came to this place to eat, sometimes they had to go here, so they didn't have to run into acquaintances, which had a bad impact.

"Brother, our Liu, Liu, leader, split heads, the jacket, I was in a hurry when I came, the strap of the bag was broken, this is the medicine that his relatives caught, the relatives called Wang Manho, don't shave that, thank you, smoke a cigarette ......" Ding Fan said, holding the medicine bag in one hand, and lost no time in handing over half a box of cigarettes, regardless of whether people wanted it or not, he just stuffed it.