"It turns out that the herb recipe added by this hunter to inadvertently cook wild boar, plus the method of making it air-dried, is the recipe of the medicinal diet."

After Zhao Zhong read the short story of the hunter, he was relieved.

"I used to think that this little story was just a recipe for a dish, and I swept it in a hurry and didn't care.." He had turned the page before, but he hadn't thought of the medicinal diet before.

Therefore, he thought that this hunter's account was just a story about 'eating', but he didn't expect that there were so many paths in it.

"When you really care about one thing, you can always find a lot of things related to it, just like this hunter remembers."

After Zhao Zhong smiled and sighed, he handed the Taoist priest's travelogue to the old Chinese medicine doctor, without any souvenir meaning.

When he thinks about it, he takes out what he has in his hand and says what he says, and he can't have any regrets.

This is faith and righteousness.

Besides, the old Chinese medicine doctor is full of favorability with him, just like a friend of life and death, everything will be for his sake, otherwise he would not help him so much.

"If you give this book to the old gentleman, you will only find more recipes, which are better than what I don't know now."

Zhao Zhong thought in his heart, and when he handed the book to the old Chinese medicine doctor, he lifted the black bag on the ground, looked at him and said, "Old man, this bag of beef can also be made into medicinal jerky like the one in the book, right?"

"Yes, beef is still more valuable than wild boar for marketing." The old Chinese medicine doctor smiled and pointed to the door outside, "The bag is too heavy, please ask the police officer to help me carry it to the kitchen." I'll go get some of the tonic energy herbs mentioned in the book first. ”

"Okay." Zhao Zhong nodded, carried the bag, and walked out of the bedroom and put it on the kitchen table.

But after a while, the old Chinese medicine doctor also came to the kitchen after holding licorice, red dates, prince ginseng, and some other medicinal materials to replenish blood and qi.

After Zhao Zhong saw the old Chinese medicine doctor coming, he didn't care about the medicinal materials that the old Chinese medicine doctor took, anyway, he didn't understand anything, only red dates.

"Sir, I asked the meat cutter to cut the beef here, piece by piece." After glancing at the medicinal herbs in the old Chinese medicine doctor's hand, he opened the bag and took out the beef inside, which were placed on the table.

"There is a bit of beef, more than fifty catties."

He smiled and took off his police uniform, "You're old and have too much meat." The rest, you say, I'll do it. ”

Zhao Zhong said, wearing the short sleeves inside, ready to help the old Chinese medicine doctor make medicinal food.

But when the old Chinese medicine doctor saw that Zhao Zhong wanted to help him, he shook his head, pointed to the sky outside him, and said, "Officer, it's almost seven o'clock now." After you finish soaking the medicinal food, you will basically go to work on the second day, not to mention washing your body and removing the fishy smell in the medicinal herbs. ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor took out a fire fold from the stove and handed it to Zhao Zhong.

"Moreover, after the medicinal herbs are boiled today, they will already be cold, and you still have to heat them up to make the medicine active. So, just leave this little thing to me, and you're busy. ”

After he finished speaking, he smiled and dragged Zhao Zhong out of the kitchen.

After Zhao Zhong saw it, he didn't resist. Although he has great strength and is far beyond ordinary people, the old Chinese medicine doctor is already about sixty or seventy years old, and he can't withstand his hard work.

"That's troublesome old man."

As a last resort, Zhao Zhong thanked him, and when he saw the old Chinese medicine doctor closing the kitchen door, he took the police uniform and fire fold in his hand and walked to the bedroom where there was a wooden barrel of medicinal liquid.

But when he walked in, looking at the bottom of the barrel next to the dirt in front of him, he found that he didn't know how to heat it.

"I forgot to ask the old gentleman how to heat it just now."

After he turned around and looked at the closed kitchen door, in order not to trouble the old Chinese medicine doctor, he fumbled to turn on the light in the room, wanting to see for himself where the mystery was.

And the switch of the light is not far away, and it is not difficult to find, it is right next to the door.

After he fumbled it, with a "click", the light in the bedroom was turned on, and the scene inside the room was bound to appear. As he looked around the barrel, he saw the mystery.

"It turns out that the bottom of the barrel is empty underneath."

Zhao Zhong walked to the back of the barrel and saw a small hole next to the barrel more than one meter high in front of him, more than half a meter deep.

He leaned down and took a picture of the fire, and looked at the fire, and he saw that the bottom of the pit was full of carbon wood, and on top was an iron plate, thirty or forty centimeters from the bottom of the barrel, and it was filled with earth to prevent the barrel from being burned out after heating.

At this glance, he found that this is not a project that can be done in a day or two.

"This is supposed to be the old man's bathroom?"

Zhao Zhong stood up and saw that in the corner of the house of thirty or forty square meters, there was an identical wooden barrel. It's just that he paid attention to the liquid medicine just now, and he didn't pay attention.

But the wooden barrel in front of him was new, and the light reflected it, and the surface of the barrel could be seen glowing.

"This wooden barrel is estimated to be a lot of money, not to mention these precious medicinal materials."

Zhao Zhong looked at it, thought about it, took out all the remaining more than 10,000 yuan from his pocket, and put it under the pillow in the bedroom.

In this way, he still felt that it was not enough.

can give too much, and he is afraid that the old Chinese medicine doctor will not accept it.

In Zhao Zhong's mind, it is difficult to send money now, after all, the favorability of the two of them is too high.

"I have to say that the favorability of the system is quite practical, but after a long time, as more and more tasks are done, I always feel that everywhere is a friend of life and death, and it has become difficult to return the favor."

When Zhao Zhong was thinking about the question of favorability, he glanced at the barrel in front of him, and suddenly smiled, feeling that it was useless to think so much, it was better to improve his strength as soon as possible, this is the right thing.

"The higher the strength, the higher the position. A lot of things that are difficult for ordinary people to do, for me, are just a matter of words.."

He thought to himself, and after lighting the coals in the pit, he took off his clothes and sat down in the barrel.

With a "bang", after the liquid medicine fainted, he sat down in the barrel steadily.

It's just that the liquid medicine is not heated, and the water is a little cold, but for Zhao Zhong, who has a strong physique, this is a trivial matter.

But for a while, as the liquid medicine churned, the bitter smell was a little unpleasant, which made him frown.

"If I soak this overnight, I guess I'll have to become as foul as this potion of liquid. I said how the old gentleman asked me to soak the liquid medicine earlier, and then hurry up to wash it. It seems that the time of this washing will not be too short.."

When Zhao Zhong sat on the wooden barrel, he was bored, and after snorting the medicinal liquid with his hand, he felt out a few leaves and grass roots, and he couldn't recognize what kind of variety it was.

"It seems that I have to learn the medical theory of Chinese medicine when I find a time, in case I don't know anything in the future."