Chapter 368 A Proposal

Ma Jianhong, who was standing next to Qiao Lao, was particularly shocked, Rao is tempered thousands of times, and at this time, he couldn't help but flush and breathe faster, the origin of that watch, he couldn't be clearer, usually don't say it's mō, just take a look, that's also unthinkable, now it's on Zeng Yi's wrist, incredible, it's incredible!

Sun Yi looked at Zeng Yi's eyes at this time, and he unabashedly became even more jealous, damn, what's so good about this kid, it's nothing more than a sweet mouth, he can slap the horse, and coax the leader to be happy, Xu Lao will also fall for this, sure enough, he is dazzled, and he can't tell the difference!

Wu Lao sat there, calm and relaxed, dripping and turning the Tai Chi ball in his hand, he was very powerful, and he understood the meaning of Qiao Lao's words at once, this was not a casual mention, but to say that Zeng Yi could earn Xu Cannon's watch, he was not an ordinary person, if he was not very sure, he would never say such a thing as spicy soup curing diseases!

Inadvertently swept around, Wu Lao remembered his two Hetian Ziyu Taiji balls, just a watch, and shocked you people like this, if that kid takes out my Taiji balls again, won't you all be able to sit still!

Qiao Lao is a person with good calligraphy, and he is full of enthusiasm, and soon he fills two large pages of paper, on which is the complete production process of spicy soup.

After writing, Qiao Lao threw away the pen, picked up the two pages, and said with a smile: "Okay, this is my exclusive secret recipe - sesame oil hot and sour noodle soup, which relieves cravings and cures, this time it is cheaper Old Man Zhong, he has a good mouth!" ”

Zeng Yi picked up the note, read it, and said, "Old Qiao, then I'll take this recipe for dialectic?" ”

Qiao Lao waved his hand, picked up the teacup in front of him, and sat there to drink slowly.

Zeng Yi took these two medicine notes into the study inside, according to the health regulations, as long as it is a prescription, it must be dialectic, and it can only be given if it is feasible by more than two Chinese medicine doctors, these written by Qiao Lao can only be regarded as recipes, and there is no need for dialectic, but Zeng Yi is not the person in charge of today's medical team, so he still needs to ask Pan Baojin for instructions.

Sun Yi followed behind, isn't his heart just a bowl of noodles, he can't cure the disease, but he definitely can't eat the dead, what kind of evidence to argue, it's completely a big fuss!

"Director Pan, this is the recipe given by Elder Qiao, you have seen it!" Zeng Yi entered the study and handed the medicine note to Pan Baojin.

Pan Baojin had actually heard the conversation outside, and knew that Zeng Yi's so-called recipe was just a bowl of noodle soup, but what Qiao Lao wrote, then it must be taken seriously, and he picked it up with a smile and said, "I'll take a look!" ”

Sun Yi stood beside Pan Baojin, waiting for Pan Baojin's dialectic to have a result, so that he could take the recipe to the kitchen and let people do it.

"Good!"

Pan Baojin suddenly screamed, his face was overjoyed, and his hand holding the medicine note also shook a few times.

Everyone was waiting for Pan Baojin's result at this time, the room was extremely quiet, only Sun Yi was a little careless, Pan Baojin's sudden shout scared him, his face was white at that time, and he only recovered after a few seconds, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart, isn't it just a bowl of noodles, how good can it be, what kind of body is it to shout!

Ma Jianhong also frowned slightly, and asked, "Director Pan, is this method feasible?" ”

"Feasible, very feasible!" Pan Baojin swept away the decline, his face glowed, and said: "Qiao Lao's prescription is really wonderful, it is the best Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe it, and it is nothing more than that!" ”

Ma Jianhong was sleepy and a little puzzled, a bowl of ordinary spicy noodle soup, just let Qiao Lao write about the production process, is it wonderful?

Pan Baojin pointed to the medicine note and said to Zeng Yi: "Xiao Zeng, come and see, this bowl of noodles is not simple!" There is acid, and acid is used to collect the discharge of glory; There is spicy, spicy to vent the closure of the guard; Noodle filling; sesame oil shengjin; This happens to have the intention of 'getting a little sweat and relieving it', which is completely a dose of cinnamon ephedra and half soup! It is used to treat Zhong Lao's depression, which is really symptomatic, and it also takes into account the factors of the weakness of the elderly, which is better than medicine! ”

Zeng Yi smiled and nodded, what Pan Baojin said, in fact, he already knew, because the method of hot and sour noodle soup written by Qiao Lao was still drafted by Zeng Yi.

Before Qiao Lao's own spicy noodle soup, it was too spicy, it didn't matter if he ate it when he was young, but it was not suitable for the elderly to eat, after the last time he got an appetite injury, Zeng Yi made some corrections on the basis of Qiao Lao's spicy noodle soup, so he drew up a recipe for sesame oil hot and sour noodle soup, and also made detailed provisions on the amount. At that time, Zeng Yi's starting point was to consider that the elderly were weak and slightly cold, and instead of taking medicine, it was better to eat, after all, the medicine was fierce and difficult to control, and if you eat for treatment, the effect is the same, and it is very safe.

Just now, Zhong Lao denied the treatment plan of Pan Baojin's Guizhi Ephedra Half Soup, and Zeng Yi thought of this dietary treatment method.

Pan Baojin and Zeng Yi signed the treatment plan, Ma Jianhong went upstairs to report to Zhong Lao, while Sun Yi held the medicine note and went to find the chef of Yulong Villa.

Zeng Yi went to the living room to pack up his medical box, and after standing for seven or eight minutes, Sun Yi came back, followed by a staff member of the villa, and a stainless steel lid was buckled upside down on the tray in his hand.

"Grandpa Joe!" Sun Yi shouted very attentively, walked over and said with a smile: "The noodles are ready, they are completely made according to your recipe, I will personally supervise the work, can you take a look?" ”

As he spoke, Sun Yi lifted the stainless steel lid, and the aroma immediately came to his nose, making people move his index finger. A large porcelain bowl like white jade on the tray, steaming hot at this time, a layer of red chili oil floated on the soup, and on the chili oil, it was embellished with a few crisp and bright chive leaves, a few silver silk-like dragon whisker noodles, poking out from under the chili oil, the momentum of Jackie Chan, red, green, and white sè complement each other, and it is very good-looking. The level of the chef of this Jade Dragon Villa is really not covered, a bowl of ordinary hot and sour noodle soup, made by his hands, is a dish with full fragrance and fragrance.

Qiao Lao nodded and said, "Yes, send it up!" ”

Sun Yi took the staff upstairs, and after two minutes, the kid ran down again and said, "My grandfather Zhong ate noodles, and said that this noodles are really exciting, and I need another bowl!" ”

Qiao Lao laughed, just eat with energy, it's best to eat it and get it right away!

Taking advantage of Qiao Lao's good mood, Sun Yi took out the two medicine notes and said, "Grandpa Qiao, I will take this recipe of yours, as long as my Grandpa Zhong wants to eat it in the future, I will make it for him!" ”

As soon as Qiao Lao saw it, he knew what Sun Yi's idea was. Qiao Lao's words are hard to find, Qiao Lao forgot to sign on the medicine note just now, Sun Yi wanted Qiao Lao to sign his name, and then use it as a collection, which may also mean to show off later.

However, Qiao Lao did not object, after all, Sun Wenjie was sitting here, and he didn't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, so he bowed his head slightly and agreed.

Sun Yi was overjoyed, hurriedly found a pen, put the medicine note in front of Qiao Lao, and prepared to let Qiao Lao sign.

Qiao Lao had just lifted the pen over there, and Zeng Yi opened his mouth here, saying, "Mr. Sun's words inspired me!" Qiao Lao, I have a better proposal, if Zhong Lao's condition can improve and heal after eating this hot and sour noodle soup, I think I should donate this medicine note to the Red Sè Cultural Memorial Hall, such a good recipe should be widely copied and disseminated! ”

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Lao's eyes couldn't help but light up!

"Xiao Zeng's proposal is good!" Wu Lao turned his Tai Chi ball and said nonchalantly: "If Old Man Zhong is really cured, it will be a good story." Put this recipe in the memorial hall, and when you come, you can let everyone know about this good story; Second, it not only adds a good taste to the table of the masses, but also can be used in case of emergency, if there are elderly people at home who occasionally feel cold, I think it can be of great use! ”

As soon as Wu Lao said this, everyone still had a reason to oppose it, and they all echoed and agreed, saying that this was a great thing.

People have left a voice, and geese have left a name! The more big the leader, the more he wants to leave something for future generations, Qiao Lao is not exempt from vulgarity, when Zeng Yi put forward this idea, he was already a little moved, and at this time, everyone agreed, so he gladly accepted it, and said: "A boat!" ”

How could Qin Yizhou not understand Qiao Lao's thoughts, he immediately opened the briefcase he was carrying, took out a small boxy iron box from it, opened it and placed it in front of Qiao Lao.

In this iron box, it is the stamp that Qiao Lao usually uses for calligraphy seals, when Qiao Lao pulled out the seal, sighed, and listened to "Duh!" Duh! With two sounds, he put the seal on the two medicine notes.

After stamping the seal, Qiao Lao smiled and said, "Yizhou, I'll leave this matter to you!" ”

"Good!" Qin Yizhou responded, put away the stamp, then took the medicine note in his hand, turned around and asked Sun Yi, and said, "Little Sun, if you don't copy this recipe, I will put it away!" ”

"Copy! Copy! The corners of Sun Yi's mouth twitched twice, and he already hated Zeng Yi to death in his heart, a very good thing, let Zeng Yi break his mouth!

When Sun Wenjie picked up the teacup, he glanced at Zeng Yi without a trace, and found that Zeng Yi was just standing there calmly, calm and relaxed, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this son of his own is too angry!

With the aura of the governor's son, it can be said that he is calling for wind and rain in Nanjiang Province, holding so many resources in his hands, and working with open knives and guns, he can't even pull a small director of the management committee; said that he can play clever, but playing cleverness today is not anyone's opponent!

Look at what kind of cleverness he plays, it's just low-level and clumsy, even he feels unbearable, and then look at Zeng Yi, to put it mildly, he will let you lose your armor and collapse the army, and you can't even reach the north, and by the way, it also makes Qiao Lao very happy, which is called Gao Ming.

For the grasp of people, it seems that talent and enlightenment are really needed!

Sun Wenjie took a sip of tea, and said in his heart that this son of his own, I am afraid that he can only do business!

Sun Yi got up and went to find the paper again, preparing to copy Qiao Lao's prescription, and when he passed by Zeng Yi, he glared at Zeng Yi angrily.

Zeng Yi smiled faintly, his face still had the same expression that would never change, those little tricks of Sun Yi today, Zeng Yi had already seen it in his eyes, since your eldest son Sun didn't make me happy, then how could I make you happy!

Last night, it was more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, and I got up before eight o'clock in the morning, and I went shopping with my daughter-in-law, and since I wrote the book, I have been busy all day long, and I haven't watched a movie with my daughter-in-law for a long time, and I have been shopping once, so long that I don't remember when the last time was.

As soon as I strolled around in the evening, I came back to wash my face, and started to code words again, this yard, it was 12 o'clock again.

When I sat down and thought about it, I suddenly realized that except for sleeping, all the remaining time of Yinzi's life was devoted to the glorious and great cause of "serving the people"!

It's so glorious!

These days, there are not many good people like silver, so let's encourage two! Give good people silver! ro@。