Chapter 7: The Pot (2)

The next morning.

Li Meng bought the ingredients, opened the door, put the things away, the ingredients were basically used up on the same day, the frozen and watered ones that were not used up were kept fresh, only prepared for noon, and it was not too late to prepare in the afternoon of the evening, and the fish and meat should be fresh.

Li Meng has his own set of standards for cooking, although he has not been trained in a formal chef school, Li Meng adheres to one principle: close to nature, the ingredients are tender, clean and tidy.

In addition to those dishes with a long-lasting taste, Li Meng's cooking pays attention to nature, pays attention to freshness, fragrance and tenderness, and tries to maintain the original nutrition of the ingredients, which is a little different from those trained chefs.

"Old pot, have you thought of a way?"

"Old pot, it won't stump you, right?"

"What do you say? How can this pot game be difficult for the gods, there are many methods, some have long-term effects, some have short-term effects, and solving this pot game is a piece of cake. ”

"What do you say, what kind of pot did my classmate carry on his back?"

"This can't tell you, if you tell you, it will leak the heavenly machine, the heavenly machine can't be leaked, it's not just a casual talk, once it is leaked, you will pay the price, you don't want to fall into the sewer while walking, marry a wife and have an outside heart, it's not yours to have a child, right?"

I'll rub, don't be so ruthless.

Li Meng almost wanted to scold, you old thing, so vicious!

"Can we still work together?

"There are short-term and long-term, which approach do you want to use?"

"Old pot, let's not play like this, of course it can be solved in the short term, and it will take a few months or a few years to solve this pot in the long term, maybe my small shop will be yellow." ”

Li Meng is still young, how can he stand spending too much time for a friend's pot.

"It's easy to say in the short term, but you need to borrow something to be effective. ”

"Something, you say. ”

"Prepare seven crotons, no more, no less, seven is just right. ”

Of course Li Meng knows what Croton is for, this kind of thing is laxative, and he has diarrhea after eating too much, but it shouldn't matter if he eats seven pills, at most he will run a few times to the toilet.

"Old pot, why are there seven grains?"

"The number seven is in line with the truth of heaven and earth, here in this pot god, seven represents the seven senses, what are the seven senses? taste, smell, vision, hearing, touch, supersense and soul consciousness ability, only with seven crotons will the heaven and earth be secretly in line with the reason, can you borrow the power of heaven and earth......"

I'll wipe it, Li Meng listened to it in a daze, the pot is big, can we not ask?

"What else is needed?"

"No need, grind it into powder, wait for your classmate to come, just put it in when cooking, and if he is not feeling well, send him where he should go. ”

Shit!

くそ!

λ˜₯!

Ttong!

......

Li Meng slandered this self-styled pot god in N languages.

"Old pot, what should I do next?"

"Old pot, what do you want to do next?"

"Old pot?"

"Is the pot always there?"

Rub, and don't talk again.

It didn't take long for Sister Liu to come, Li Meng asked Sister Liu to wash the vegetables and prepare the ingredients first, and not far from the door was a Chinese medicine store, there was no problem with buying a few crotons, this is a commonly used Chinese medicine, and there were not many to buy, and the pharmacy guy only charged him two yuan, and the key was that the packaging fee accounted for half.

At noon, it was busy again, and Cheng Jialin didn't come until the evening.

Don't worry, the material has just been prepared, you have to brew it, this pot big doesn't know what set again, eating these crotons must have diarrhea but not serious, where to go after eating?

Going to the toilet?

No doubt.

Where else can I go?

Forget it, go home and sleep.

Qiao Lei, who has a little qualification, didn't come for a while.

Time was very tormented, and Li Meng had a good dream with three points of curiosity.

The next day, Cheng Jialin, who had been waiting for noon, didn't come, what happened?

The pot is big and there is no response, and it seems that it will not take a short time to unravel this pot in the short term.

Make a phone call.

"What is Lao Cheng doing?"

Wipe!

The boy seemed to have just woken up.

"Hey, just got up, so tired. ”

This kid, the salesman of the trading company is free, and he won't sleep until noon, so he seems to be really talking about his girlfriend.

"I have time to sit down and have a drink. ”

"I'll be here later, I'm hungry, and I'm ready to stir-fry two dishes. ”

Cheng Jialin's place is not far from here, and it must have arrived in ten minutes, and Li Meng saw that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

The pot god made this pot game a little mysterious, which aroused Li Meng's curiosity.

The croton finally has a use, stir-fry a sour and hot old tofu and add the ingredients.

Let's have a little fried kidney.

Another greens.

As soon as it was fried, Cheng Jialin rushed over, and before Li Meng could greet him, this kid began to chop rice and vegetables.

"It's too hot, two cold beers. ”

"Food doesn't count as money, beer costs money. ”

"What nonsense, hurry up, don't eat you in vain, our company imported two containers of beef jerky, and I will bring you some samples in the evening. ”

Croton with cold beer, Li Meng was worried that this kid wouldn't be able to get out of the toilet.

Fasting.

couldn't bear this kid's urging, Li Meng opened him a bottle of cold beer first.

In just ten minutes, the kid started running to the toilet.

Cheng Jialin hunched his waist and said with a painful face: "Dizzy, I was hit by drinking on an empty stomach, no, no, I want to go to the hospital." ”

It's fierce, rubbing, cold beer and croton, peerless.

Li Mengzhen was worried that this kid was pulling on the road, so he hurriedly rode an electric donkey to send Cheng Jialin to the nearest hospital.

Haidu Central Hospital, only two kilometers away.

The kid rushed into the toilet as soon as he arrived at the hospital.

Li Meng registered him, emergency, diarrhea.

"Let's hang a hanging bottle first, eat a bad stomach, acute gastroenteritis, observe it first. ”

Li Meng agreed with the doctor's diagnosis.

Tossed until more than three o'clock, and finally got better, the pot god is very unreliable? More than 100 yuan is gone.

The emergency room is located on the first floor, outside is the hall, and as soon as the two of them walked to the door of the emergency room, they saw a girl with a showy branch holding a middle-aged fat man up to the second floor.

Rub !

Isn't this Wang Wenji?