Zhaoyun and Invincible temporarily stayed in Qin Yue's house.

Zhaoyun can stay in a guest room, but he doesn't like it, after all, this should be considered a ward; But compared to Invincible, he is much better, because Invincible can only live in a grass hut, sleep at the same time as the cow, and sometimes there will be an inexplicable cow hoof print on his face.

When he got up early in the morning, Zirong was already studying acupuncture in the corner of the house; This was originally his territory, and his arrival was a bit anti-guest-oriented.

He was even a little worried that Zirong would hate him.

But this worry is obviously superfluous, because when he was asleep, Zirong kept treating him as a living specimen to test the needle, and almost forced out the Yin Gu in his heart, but Zirong's acupuncture skills were too skillful, and even Zhaoyun couldn't feel it.

"Little Brother Zhao!"

Ziming came again, bringing a handful of brass and dangling it in front of Zhaoyun's eyes: "Brother Zhao, look, so much money is enough to buy your cart of medicinal herbs, right?" ”

“…… Don't you run out of money? ”

Zi Ming said with a smile: "This is the money to buy medicinal materials, if Brother Zhao is willing to give away these precious medicinal materials, the price will be opened casually!" There are not many others in the clinic, and the money to buy medicinal herbs can be squeezed out from between the teeth! ”

Zhaoyun asked strangely, "Are you so poor in your clinic?" Now that these herbs are ready, what else does the patient need to do? ”

"The master is only to save more people, and if he encounters a poor patient, he will be exempted from medical expenses; Unless you meet a better family, there is no income at all. ”

Doctors have their own professional ethics and do their best to treat patients, but their income is not as high as people think. This kind of doctor should be respected at all times, even Zhaoyun.

He was willing to give up these herbs, but ...... Now he can't.

"I'm sorry Brother Ziming, I can't give these medicinal materials now; If I can let Mr. Qin enter Shu to treat my people, I will not charge a penny for these medicinal materials; But if the gentleman is unwilling, I will use these herbs to treat them. ”

Ziming sighed lightly: "Brother Zhao, I heard Ziyang say that you know a little about medical skills, but the pharmacology of these medicinal materials can not be figured out in a day or two!" Even if you get these medicines, can you be sure that you can cure your people? It's better to leave them to those who need help......"

"Brother Ziyang!" Zhaoyun didn't look good now, and was even a little angry, "Brother Ziyang, if you can't ask for help, won't you allow me to save myself?" I still say the same thing, should the people of the Central Plains live, and my Shu people should die? ”

“…… I lost my words under it. ”

Ziming realized his mistake and quickly apologized, but Zhaoyun ignored him and left angrily.

Walking to the stove room, a misty cloud of smoke blew in, confusing Zhaoyun's face; Ziyue was busy preparing lunch inside, but because of the Qin Yue people, they couldn't rest at noon, so lunch was very simple pork and corn.

Qin Yi fought on the side to kill the pig with the remaining pig bones, she had no bone specimens, after all, he attached great importance to the integrity of the corpse in these years, and it was impossible for him to go to the mass grave to dig the grave to disrespect the deceased, so he could only use pig bones to reluctantly replace.

The gap between pig bones and human bones is quite large, and the outline can only be barely spliced, and large bones such as skulls and hip bones cannot be used, so you can only use an image. But it can be seen that Qin Yi is still very serious.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing in the stove room?"

Zi Yue's hand couldn't be opened, so he could only greet Zhaoyun with a smile.

Zhaoyun arched his hand and said, "Brother Ziyue, I'm here to see if there's anything I can help with." ”

"No, no, I'm used to doing these things, not to mention that the little junior sister is on the side, don't look at her like this, in fact, she is very careful!"

Qin Yi looked at his cheeks and said dissatisfiedly: "Senior brother, are your bones itchy?" ”

"Hehe......"

Ziyue smiled honestly and no longer dared to talk to her. In this line of consultation, except for Qin Yueren, Qin Yi is not afraid of anyone, and he uses unloading bones as a bargaining chip to blackmail people.

Zhaoyun saw that the pork corn rice he made, although it was not good and fragrant, it might be a delicacy for the Qin Yue people. But there were so many patients, it was inconvenient, so he asked: "Brother Ziyue, can you have wheat flour?" ”

"Yes, but there are very few products in the Central Plains, which the master brought when he went to Handan last time, and he only used it occasionally when he got some snacks."

Zhaoyun smiled: "I know a simple and simple food, which is made from wheat flour, and it is best to use it for the teacher's lunch." ”

"Oh? Can Brother Zhao teach me? ”

"It's natural."

If Zhaoyun wants to be courteous to the people of Qin Yue, he can only start from food, which is what Ziyang taught him. It's a pity that the condiments and ingredients in this era are extremely limited, even vegetable oil and wok are not available, so Zhaoyun can only start with simple pasta first.

Because fermentation technology has not yet appeared, the flour before this is made into small snacks like honey bait; Zhaoyun's steamed buns and steamed buns will definitely become a popular meal.

Noodles are not simple, the ratio of water to flour must be just right to make the steamed buns have a fluffy texture. Ziyue looked at the movements in Zhaoyun's hand in confusion, thinking that he knew that the wheat flour melted water, what was it used to knead into a ball?

He had thought of this, but after all, food was precious, and he didn't dare to waste it.

After a long time, the dough in Zhaoyun's hand was also preliminarily formed; Ziyue thought that this would be fine, and was about to ask, but Zhaoyun said: "Reconciliation is only the first step, the next step is to put this dough in the steamer." ”

"Steamer? Direct steaming? ”

Ziyue was puzzled, what could this thing be steamed?

Zhaoyun smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, this is just the second step, there is more to come!" ”

Qin Yi watched from the sidelines, but shook his head disapprovingly, just as Zhaoyun was fiddling around, what kind of stuff can this thing be steamed?

"Don't throw the stick bones!" Zhaoyun suddenly shouted at Qin Yi, startling him, "The stick bone soup is delicious, I'll make it for everyone tonight!" ”

"Bone soup? You're sick! Qin Yi finally couldn't bear his anger at Zhaoyun, and said in his heart, even if you spoil the wheat flour, you still want to rob my bones?

Zi Yue shook his head, he also felt that Zhao Yun was messing around. Moreover, although bone soup can supplement calcium, if there is no meat, Qin Yue people will definitely scold. He ignored him, and thought that he had wasted a little wheat flour, and that he had not finished cooking for his master......

In the end, Zhaoyun failed to snatch the pig bone from Qin Yi's hand, and was almost beaten into a pig's head.

No one paid attention to it, and Zhaoyun had nothing to do, so he could only wait for the dead noodles to be steamed; Maybe it's almost lunch time, and Zhaoyun took the dough out of the steamer, because there was no yeast powder, so it naturally had to be steamed for a while longer.

If there are many more holes in the dough, this is a success; Zhaoyun happily took out the dough and kneaded it back and forth on the cutting board to squeeze out the air in the holes, so that the steamed steamed buns would taste better.

"Brother Zhao, it's time to eat, don't be upside down!"

Only Zhaoyun was left in the stove room, but he couldn't interfere with the next fermentation. After sealing the dough, it's time to eat.

Ziyue thought he had given up, and sighed helplessly.

……

But I didn't want to put the fermented dough in front of Ziyue the next day, and the weird sour smell spread, making Ziyue cover his nose: "Brother Zhao, what are you?" This noodle is sour, can you eat it? ”

Zhaoyun cut the dough and found that the holes were moderate, the rich wine aroma came to the face, and the elasticity was full, such a dough was a qualified dough; If the sour taste is not obvious, it must be fermented; If it is too obvious, it must be re-balanced with alkali.

"Why can't you eat it? That's how you can eat it! ”

Zhaoyun kneaded the fermented dough again, and the air of the whole dough was squeezed out, almost half the size of the previous dough. Then cut the dough into strips and knead evenly, and with a single knife, the prototype of the steamed bun is completed.

Dozens of small steamed buns were cut in an instant, Zhaoyun wiped the sweat from his head, and said, "Next, just put it in the steamer and steam it." ”

"Can it work? I can tell you, even if these small pieces are served together, they are not enough for my master! ”

Zhaoyun smiled wryly: "Do you believe that I can make him bigger?" ”

Zi Yue was skeptical, but he was surprised by this unheard of practice, and the instinctive reaction of the cook gave him a feeling that at least this thing would not be poisonous......

So at noon on this day, several square big white steamed buns were placed in front of Qin Yueren's medical table......