Su Nian took the small bag, she had seen the Chinese medicine teacher administer acupuncture, judging from the appearance of this bag, this is an acupuncture bag, and it should be full of acupuncture needles. This kind of gift is not precious, but it is very commemorative, and it is even more meaningful to be given by President Wu himself.

"Then thank you, Mr. Principal!" Su Nian took the small bag in his hand.

"Then I'll talk about things," Principal Wu was very happy, Su Nian didn't see anything outside, so he accepted his gift, "When you rescued me, did you use the needle technique that was passed down from your family?" ”

Su Nian hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Sort of!" ”

"Well, would you like to write a paper on the process of treating myocardial infarction with this acupuncture?" Principal Wu's eyes lit up, and he stared at Su Nian with blank eyes, "I can want to promote this medical treasure and benefit more people!" ”

Su Nian's spirits perked up, she understood that after she was reborn, she had awakened a certain ability, which gave her the ability to reach out and know the disease, if possible, of course she hoped that more people would benefit!

"I do," Su Nian agreed without hesitation, "It's just that I haven't written a paper!" ”

"Writing essays is just a trail, and after class, I'll teach you," Principal Wu took over this matter in a big way, he was an old doctor, and naturally knew what Su Nian's means of saving people yesterday meant.

After finalizing the promotion plan with Principal Wu, Su Nian and Chu Beichen said goodbye to Principal Chu, and the two were ready to leave.

"Su Nian, after such a long delay, are you hungry?" Chu Beichen's first sentence was concern.

"It's okay," Su Nian pulled Chu Beichen's wrist and looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and his stomach was grunting with hunger.

Chu Beichen smiled and let Su Nian fiddle with him, such a casualness showed that Su Nian no longer regarded him as an outsider.

He didn't drive, but picked up Su Nian with his backhand and walked towards a winding alley on the side of the road, "How about a little lard wonton with some fried fruit?" Chu Beichen made a breakfast list.

"Yes, let's have another plate of side dishes, mix it cold and sour," Su Nian was hungry, and followed Chu Beichen to reverie and think of the deliciousness.

Quzhou's delicacies have always been hidden in these deep alleys, in the steaming heat, there are seven or eight small tables, this is a wonton stall, the stall owner scooped the wontons in the bowl, and then poured the soup, plus half a spoonful of lard, a bowl of wontons is ready.

Su Nian set the bowl, Chu Beichen had already walked back, he was holding an oiled paper bag in his hand, inside was a fried fruit that had just come out of the pot, the skin was kneaded with rice flour, and the filling inside was osmanthus sugar, and the sugar syrup overflowed when he took a bite.

Both of them were hungry, so they didn't speak, they drank the small wontons with their heads down, and when their stomachs were bottomed, they took a bite of the fried fruit, which was crispy and sweet, and it was really delicious.

"In the years when I was in the northwest, what I missed the most was the breakfast in Quzhou!" Chu Beichen was quite touched.

"What were you eating then?" Su Nian had been to that place full of yellow sand and was very interested in Chu Beichen's food.

"White porridge, big steamed buns and pickles, tube full!" Chu Beichen concisely summarized, and there was helplessness in his tone, "One year, a Sichuan cook soldier came, and fried the leftover rice from the previous day for everyone for breakfast, but when the morning drill was halfway through, the northern soldiers shouted hunger!" ”

Su Nian couldn't help laughing: "Sichuan people always think that they can eat rice to be full, and northerners are just the opposite, they feel that they can't eat enough rice!" ”

Chu Beichen scratched his head: "That's right, you summed it up well!" ”