In the end, after the girl fried the cold skin, she tore up the two pancakes that she had left behind, and added some vegetables and green onions to make a soup - this soup is the authentic Sancha River method, called pancake slice soup. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info will add some sesame oil or something at the end, and the taste is still very good.

At that time, I was reluctant to put oil in cooking, and the pancakes themselves were oily, so the soup made by this was still very popular.

Perhaps another reason is also that there is little oil and water in the pot, anyway, the first pancake of the pancake is rarely successful, so in order not to waste it, the undercooked pancake is kept, and finally boiled into soup to drink.

"Let's go and send the wine to Lao He in a while! Give him a can and then give Senior Brother Wang a can, this is a longevity wine, no matter how old you are, it is good to drink it. I also brought an extra can, leave some for you to taste too?"

"I don't drink alcohol! I haven't finished the honey you gave me!"

"If you don't drink, you will continue to drink honey, and if you can't finish drinking, I will bring a few bottles of honey, and you can drink it, it is a lot. "Yan Fei doesn't care, anyway, the food and drink for the girl every day are all good things, and she doesn't care what kind of wine it is.

There is so much honey, and he doesn't drink much himself, so he doesn't bother to collect it now. The two boxes of bees now have enough food, and there are more and more of them, and it is time to divide them, and he has no time to make them.

"I can't finish drinking the honey, why don't you bring it to Professor He? People have helped us so much, and Senior Brother Wang, we can't finish it anyway. Is it all right?" the girl consulted with him.

"Okay!"

After packing up, I carried two cans of wine and a few bottles of honey and prepared to go.

Originally, the wine was sold in a pot, but Yan Fei felt that this jar felt more comfortable to look at, so he liked to use the jar as a gift. Besides, if you use a pot, a ten-pound pot looks inconspicuous, and a five-pound pot looks too stingy.

This is medicinal wine, if it is ten catties, how long do you have to drink it? or a small jar of five catties is the most suitable.

I was about to leave, and I thought about it and picked up the rest of the can.

"Who is this jar for?" The girl saw that he had a jar in his hand and wanted to carry it again, so she came to carry it for him.

"No, this rope has been carried for a long time, I can just lift it myself. Yan Fei stopped the girl. "Send it to Professor Qi, maybe he will be embarrassed, and he will introduce us to some new technology!"

The girl neatly found a small towel from the side, pushed it away and lifted the jar herself: "So that you won't strangle your hands." How can there be so many new technologies, even if we have, we may not be able to use them!"

Yan Fei smiled: "Didn't pull it down, didn't you say that he is particularly respectable! Anyway, I don't bother to bring this wine back, maybe he will drink it energetically, and he will research some new varieties to benefit our people!"

The two talked and laughed, and they ignored the surprised eyes of others - Boss Yan's aesthetic ability is obviously not in line with the public's taste, and this small jar looks black and has no words or anything, and it is generally called a pickle jar in the countryside, which is really not so beautiful. It's nothing for him to mention, anyway, his dress is old-fashioned enough, but the young and beautiful girl next to him also carries one, and the contrast is quite big.

Unbeknownst to them, the two men went all the way from the street to the campus, and then to Professor Taga's house.

After knocking on the door, the two of them were very surprised when they saw the person who opened the door, and wondered: "Senior Brother Wang, are you also there?"

Wang Jiuming, who opened the door, saw that it was them, and squeezed out a reluctant smile: "It's you! Come in and sit!"

Then he muttered in a low voice: "The teacher is a little unhappy, just now a large group of guests let him blow away, and he hasn't eaten dinner until now, you help persuade him!"

The two were stunned for a moment, and then Wang Jiuming dodged his body and shouted inside: "Teacher, look, someone has come to see you!"

Old man He was lying on the bench in the living room and sighed, when he saw Yan Fei and the others coming in, he didn't get up, and said weakly: "You still brought something? Is this a pickle or what? Why do I look like an urn?"

It's really a bit like an urn, anyway, Yan Fei recalled the TV series he hadn't watched much, and it seemed that there was really a TV series, where one of the protagonists used this kind of jar to hold the ashes of his relatives and spill them into the sea.

Hearing that a guest was coming from the house, the old lady who came out should be his wife, and said angrily: "Can't you say something nice, look at you like that, and look like a teacher?"

Talking and smiling, he entertained the two: "Don't be like him, this old man is so sick, come and sit down!...... Look at how good this color is, you can't afford to look at it, old man, the students are all interested in coming to see you, you look at you like that......"

Yan Fei and the others are really not angry, mainly because Old Man He's image is too stumbling at this time. His hair was messy, and he was wrapped in an old torn blanket that didn't look like a color, and he didn't know what age it was.

And looking at the tone of his speech, like an awkward child, he really can't get angry.

"Wine, good wine!" Yan Fei finished putting the honey and untied the rope wrapped around the outside of the jar. "Smell it for you and you'll be refreshed, are you sick? I'm a medicinal wine, which cures all diseases. ”

"Alas...... I'm not in the mood to drink any wine. You don't know, do you? Half-dead, staring at the ceiling with his face up, tightening the tattered blanket wrapped around him, his mouth muttering.

"If I hadn't covered me with this blanket at the beginning, maybe I would be lying on the bed now, and it would have been decades in a blink of an eye, and now his body is the root that fell without this blanket back then......"

Wang Jiuming also explained to the two of them in a whisper, and the two gradually understood why this old man looked like this.

When this old man He and Professor Qi went to the countryside, the conditions there were not good--they lived in cowsheds, how good could that be? And the weather was very cold in winter. Old man He grew up in the city, he had never suffered hardships, and he couldn't sleep at night when he was so cold that Professor Qi gave him a blanket, and he was only wrapped in a torn quilt.

As a result, he fell ill later, and his physical condition was not very good, and because he was old, he suddenly collapsed two days ago.

This fall, it is said that even the capital side was alarmed, and as a result, all the well-known experts and professors who came were helpless. Originally, Professor Qi was also so old, and he had been supported by his will for so many years, and he was basically close to running out of oil, but now the situation is so bad that the needle and stone can't be cured, and the good medicine can't be reached, and no one can come.

When Old Man He heard about this result, he came back and began to struggle, always feeling that he had hurt his old relatives at the beginning, wrapped in this blanket given to him by his old relatives back then, and he was more miserable than those who were sick.

Yan Fei and Xu Xiaoyan didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing when they came, and the two of them even prepared longevity wine for Professor Qi! When they heard about such a situation, they immediately didn't know whether they should send it or not. Originally, Yan Fei deliberately opened the wine, wanting Old Man He to smell the fragrance, but after hearing this, he immediately sealed the mouth of the can again.

But at this time, Old Man He snorted, but he came to a little spirit: "It's really good wine, this is made by yourself! I haven't tasted so mellow for a long time, I have to let it go for a while!"

"Well, this wine is from last year, and it used to be packed and given away, and it was never finished, and it was thrown away without drinking. Yan Fei replied, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have deliberately opened the jar just now to let people smell it, and the grain wine that had been sealed for almost a year tasted really mellow. "I just recently brewed medicinal wine. One can for you and Senior Brother Wang, and one for Professor Qi was originally ......for Professor Qi."

Needless to say, since so many experts and professors have said that Professor Qi is no good, why should this medicinal wine be sent?

"Alas, you still make medicinal wine?" Old man He let out another long sigh when he heard this, and said weakly. "Wouldn't it be a medicine bar to brew something by yourself? Medicinal wine is not brewed indiscriminately!"

"He still sells wine at home! Our old medicinal wine has cured a lot of people! Everyone in our township knows that it is not brewed indiscriminately. In the past, even those who were paralyzed in bed could be cured, and at least they could walk on the ground. If you don't believe it, go to us and inquire......" Hearing that Old Man He said that Yan Fei's wine was not good, Miss Xu Xiaoyan hurriedly distinguished.

"Is there really such a god?" said Old Man He in surprise. "Is your family an ancestral Chinese medicine practitioner?"

Not only was Old Man He surprised, but even Wang Jiuming and Old Lady He were a little surprised, they didn't expect Yan Fei to be very old, and he had this ability.

"No, our ancestral blacksmith. Yan Fei's explanation made a few people cry and laugh, ancestral blacksmith, what do you have to do with medicinal wine?

"This is different from those medicinal wines, which are specially designed to cure diseases, and this is to replenish qi and prolong life. Yan Fei didn't pay attention to the surprise on the faces of the three of them and continued. "Actually, it's all old recipes, I just got some ingredients, so I made some wine. Now the raw materials of those previous wines are gone, and I have changed to other medicinal materials, which are different from the previous ones. ”

"What medicinal herbs?" asked Wang Jiuming beside him.

"Mostly tortoise shells. "Anyway, there are turtles now, and Yan Fei is not afraid to say it. "There are some other medicinal herbs, and the effect is good anyway. It's been selling for a while, and even if I drink it, I said it was good, so I soaked some of last year's wine. ”

"Tortoiseshell wine!" Wang Jiuming was a little disappointed when he heard this, even the old lady He.

Seeing this, Yan Fei thought about it and reminded again: "My tortoiseshell wine is a little different from other people's, anyway, you will know it when you drink it." ”

It's rare to be able to remind him, he doesn't give much wine to outsiders, anyway, he can't drink if people don't want to drink it - of course, except for Xiao Wu, who doesn't know that he has sold antiques in the antique city, everyone else drinks very well anyway.