Tsukasa Aoki rubbed his somewhat sore shoulders and lay down on the bed with a sigh of relief.

Just now he came back from the fight club, and simply activated the blood for the dome massage, and saw that she squinted her eyes comfortably like a kitten, so he quickly pushed hard to get that he was tired and had no strength at all, and saw the dome crawling on the bed and snoring, so he covered her with a quilt, got up and went back to the house and lay on the bed.

After closing his eyes and taking a few breaths, Aoki fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, Aoki had already arrived in the familiar white expanse of space.

"System, explain to me what the special dream training room is."

Aoki sat cross-legged, in this space, he was at the peak of his normal state, both mentally and physically, and this feeling of relaxation was really refreshing to be honest.

[Do you want to open the special dream training room - Medical Scripture?] 】

The system didn't reply to it, but only sent an invitation to enter.

Aoki Tsukasa frowned, feeling that things were not simple. was cheated in the kendo combat training room before, but he still can't forget it.

But...... This special training room, he has to enter.

Aoki Tsukasa didn't choose to smile bitterly and said in a low voice, "Let's open the special dream training room." ”

Instead of immediately falling into the whirlwind of the world, and even the dizziness that made people couldn't help but close their eyes did not appear, the scene around Aoki Tsukasa changed suddenly, and one quaint book after another appeared out of thin air, spinning rapidly around him.

Aoki looked around in astonishment, only to see that the books made the sound of hunting with the pages being blown in the rotation, and could only vaguely see some mysterious ancient texts written on them.

"What do you want?"

The voice that seemed to be ringing in his ears and seemed to come directly into his head made Aoki's eyes widen, and his mind seemed to be frozen at this moment, saying his true desire.

"I want to heal the firmament."

The voice in his ears seemed to give a vague response, and there were more and more books flying and spinning beside him, but at this moment, all of them suddenly burned out of thin air!

No, not all!

Aoki Tsukasa was forced by the blazing heat wave to close his eyes, and from the fiery red that was in a trance, he vaguely saw several ancient books detached from them and flew towards him.

Going to bump into it?

Just as Aoki pondered whether he should hide, the ancient books suddenly stopped, and spun around his body in front of his face.

Then, it suddenly collapsed into a golden light, rushing straight towards Aoki Tsukasa's eyebrows.

Aoki subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, everything around him had changed drastically like a star.

Where is this?

After Aoki Tsukasa came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a splitting headache, and he didn't know what to hold onto, so it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up!" As soon as he woke up, Aoki suddenly realized that he was in the midst of a noise.

Looking around blankly, Aoki Tsukasa looked at it for a long time before he reacted, this turned out to be an ancient kitchen. The crowd around him was full of men wearing ancient Chinese linen clothes, sweating profusely and constantly busy.

"What else to see!" With another shout, Aoki turned his head to see that a middle-aged man with a mustache and a cyan robe was staring at him with stern eyes: "Aoki, what do you want, don't you prepare medicinal food yet?" When the time comes, you disobey the teacher's order, and the meal cannot be delivered on time, do you want to be kicked out? ”

"Teacher?" Aoki Tsukasa was a little confused and took two steps first: "Huh? ”

Although he understood his current situation, he didn't know what to eat.

"Idiot, can't you do medicinal food to replenish your body?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his tone was merciless, and he strode to a stove, pointed to the iron pot and said loudly: "Look at it." ”

Aoki Tsukasa was not angry, he knew that this person was also an NPC, so he watched intently as he began to roll up his sleeves in front of the iron pot and start cooking.

I just watched him take out his right hand from the basket with the ingredients behind him, took out a piece of mutton, and said loudly: "Tell me, how to match the medicinal diet of Yang deficiency physique?" ”

Yang deficiency physique?

Aoki Tsukasa pondered for a moment in his head, and replied with his knowledge: "You can eat more foods that are sweet and warm and nourishing, such as green onions, ginger, garlic, peppercorns, leeks, chili peppers, peppers, etc. If you want to make a medicinal diet, you can also use ingredients such as mutton and dog meat as the staple food. ”

"That's right, but that's just" Mustache glanced at Tsukasa Aoki, threw the mutton into the pot and boiled, the latte spoon simmered the ingredients in the pot, and continued to ask, "How to make angelica ginger mutton soup?" ”

"Uh......"

Tsukasa Aoki scratched his head: "This ......"

"What do you listen to during class?" Bazi Hu hated that iron was not made of steel, and he stared at Aoki Division, and said angrily: "I'll do it once, you give me a good study, and then cook a pot by yourself in a while, it's not delicious, or the efficacy of the medicine is not up to standard, don't think about leaving the kitchen today." ”

Aoki Tsukasa pursed his lips secretly, well, he won't be lazy anyway, if it's too difficult, it's a big deal to quit the dream training room and continue tomorrow.

"Oh." But Aoki still nodded honestly - who knows if this NPC would suddenly have a twitch in his head and not teach him.

He didn't know where to learn this recipe, and the medicinal diet he made for Qiong before was all checked on the Internet by himself, and he deduced it by relying on pharmacological knowledge, and the effect should be there, but it is definitely not much better.

The mustache passed the mutton through the water, took it out, and put it on a cutting board and cut it into small pieces. Then put the mutton into the casserole on the side, pour in water, soak the soft angelica and ginger, add rice wine, and boil over high heat.

He closed the lid and turned his head to look at Aoki Tsukasa, his tone elegant: "If you want to improve your yang deficiency physique, what acupuncture points can you start with?" ”

Aoki Si pondered for a moment and replied: "Qi Sea, Zusanli, Yongquan, Fingertips, Toes, Renzhong, Zhiyang, Neiguan, Jizhong." ”

"Hmph, count you through. How many points do these acupuncture points take? ”

Bazihu asked as he stared at the pot.

Aoki thought for a moment and continued to reply: "The human acupoint stabbed upwards obliquely, into the ..... Three points? ”

"Where's the sea of air?" Mustache glanced at him and continued to ask.

Aoki Tsukasa replied one by one according to the knowledge in his head, although he was occasionally reprimanded a few words by Bazihu, but it was probably not far from ten.

"Alright, cook." The mustache stopped being elegant, opened the lid of the casserole, skimmed off the foam with an iron spoon, and then switched to low heat to continue to simmer, with his hands behind his back, and hummed: "Cook for an hour, you are here to keep an eye on." ”

"Huh?" Aoki Tsukasa looked confused: "I, I'm just here looking at this casserole?" ”

"So what else do you want to do!" Bazihu glared at him and scolded: "I can't cook a bowl of soup, I have to do it myself, what else do you want to do?" ”

"Cook five more pots by yourself, go quickly!" After the nonsense. Slowly strolled around the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

Aoki Tsukasa stayed for a while, and began to honestly pack up the ingredients and make this mutton soup according to the method he had just done.

An hour, that is, two hours later, Aoki looked at the fragrant mutton in the pot and wiped his saliva: "That, brother, it's done!" ”

"What's your name, brother! It's not big, it's not small, can't even call the senior brother! Talking nonsense was like eating gunpowder, muttering something, he walked to the casserole, looked at it, pricked the mutton with chopsticks, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's qualified." ”

"Then I'll go first." Aoki Si breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to end today's training, but when he saw the mustache, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Where do you want to go?" Go on, stew! ”

"Huh?" Aoki's eyes widened, and he looked troubled: "I'll cook it, forget it?" Can't we learn the next one? ”

The beard of the eight-character beard trembled, and he took out a bamboo ruler from the robe on his body: "Cook ten more pots!" ”

"I'm still saying goodbye to you." Tsukasa Aoki said that he wanted to leave the training room first.

[The special training room mission has not been completed, and it is forbidden to exit.] 】

What, what the hell? Tsukasa Aoki opened his mouth.

"Smack!" The bamboo stick knocked on Aoki Division's buttocks, and Aoki Division's eyes widened angrily, but he looked at the eight-character beard with an angry face: "Twenty pots, you can't finish cooking today, don't want to leave today!" ”

Wait......

Isn't this gossagram unhappy, I'm going to have to be a cook in this kitchen all the time today?

Tsukasa Aoki swallowed, feeling as if he had guessed the truth.

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PS: The small theater involves the number of words, and the number of words relates to the subscription price, and the subscription price may ....... I'll think about how to add it, and then I'll write a small theater after I've thought about it.

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