"Qu Ruo is the boss!"

"Qu Ruo rented a store in the food city and is ready to open a restaurant!"

The news that Qu Ruo was going to open a medicinal restaurant in the food city spread, and many of his classmates thanked him in person, compared to most people, it was a great thing to be able to have a property of his own when he was still in school.

"Qu Ruo, I heard that you have rented a house in the food city and are about to open a restaurant?" Fang Tiger laughed and looked very cheap: "Do you want to help, when there is no class one day, call your classmates to help you clean the house together!"

He was very unimpressed, thinking that Qu Ruo's petty fight would not be on the table after all, and only a person like the Fang family who owned a company could be called a businessman.

"As for Qu Ruo, one of his students also wants to run a restaurant, but I'm afraid that the façade room is only a few square meters, saying that it is a medicinal restaurant, so it can only be a nourishing meeting, and put some appetizing herbs such as tangerine peel in the bowl?"

His father once told him to have a good relationship with Qu Ruo, but Fang Tiger still can't forget the scene that happened in the grove after all, after all, he has never suffered such a big loss since he was a pampered child, he was beaten violently, and no one cared about it at the end, so he let the security guard take him back to the dormitory, and he lost a lot of face!

"You're willing to help? That's great, we're all classmates, and we should help each other!" Qu Ruo pretended to be "sincere" in thanks.

Cleaning up the façade room is a chore, and I was worried about going there to catch the strong man, but I didn't expect Fang Tiger to automatically send it to the door.

"Call him...... , and his friends, you don't need to be polite at all!"

Qu Ruo's heart bloomed.

And so it was settled. On the weekend, Qu Ruo brought two roommates. Together with Yin Ling, Chen Jia, and Fang Taige, they took the bus to the food city.

Qu Ruo took the key from Wang Guowei and opened the door, and was stunned by the scene in front of him. The façade of this house is more than 100 square meters, and there are more than a dozen tables in the hall, and there are three or four private rooms, which are richly decorated.

This façade room is not narrow at all.

Qu Ruo guessed that these were probably the properties purchased by the previous hot pot restaurant owner, and he didn't have time to clean up when he left, so he left all the items here and let him pick up a ready-made.

Wait a minute........

Qu Ruo suddenly remembered that his predecessor was guilty of adding poppies/poppy husks to the hot pot, don't leave that kind of harmful thing in the store!

He inspected the hall, the private room, the kitchen and even the warehouse one by one, and finally found no trace of poppy/poppy husks.

Qu Ruo was finally relieved.

Wang Guowei introduced him to a female chef, who is in her forties, who has been helping the cook in the "rice village" for several years, and can cook general dishes and staple foods.

"Little boss, I can only cook ordinary meals, but I haven't made medicinal food, I don't know what we all need those medicinal herbs, what should we do?" The female chef Aunt Mei looks mediocre and looks honest, giving people the feeling of an aunt at home.

She is a little impatient, she wants to get in touch as soon as possible and be proficient in business, Boss Wang said that although she works as a cook in the medicinal restaurant, she is still a worker in the "rice village", and she receives a salary from there.

"How to do it, how to do it before, how to do it now!" Qu Ruo instructed: "I will prepare the required Chinese medicine, one small package after another, you only need to add the medicinal herbs to the meal and cook it thoroughly!"

The important prescriptions used by Qu Ruo are nothing more than nourishing medicines such as Siwu Tang and Shiquan Tonic Soup.

In addition, the weeds brought out of the stone pendant are mixed into seasonings such as star anise and osmanthus, which are his winning weapons, and he will not easily tell others.

After consultation with Aunt Mei, Qu Ruo selected medicinal pork rib soup, angelica mutton soup, soothing pig heart soup, Chinese herbal eggs, etc. as signature dishes, and specially added a nourishing stewed noodles to meet the guests' requirements for staple food.

"What a bowl of noodles for a thousand, pig heart soup for two thousand, you, aren't you crazy!"

Seeing the menu drawn up by the new boss, Aunt Mei felt a little incredible, and expressed her opinion without thinking, and even a little disrespectful in her words: "Boss, you don't investigate on the spot, there are not ten or eight braised noodle restaurants in this food city, and everyone's price is not more than ten yuan, why should we ask for a thousand?"

As a working-class person, she is very familiar with braised noodles, a popular staple food, and she can count the number of braised noodle restaurants in the food city with her eyes closed, how much the price is, and what the flavor is.

However, I have never seen such an outrageous price in all the food cities, and the general tonic meeting is only a few dozen times at most.

"Boss, can the Chinese medicine prescription you give really cure all diseases?" Aunt Mei asked curiously, "If the guest eats too much, will there be side effects?"

In the past few days, a small piece of news has spread in the "rice village", saying that Boss Wang was about to die, and there were a lot of incurable diseases such as kidney disease and cancer.

If all the medicines used in the medicinal diet are those magic medicines, the price of a bowl of stewed noodles for 1,000 yuan is not high.

Aunt Mei looked at the medicine bag that Qu Ruo put in the kitchen with envy, her heart itched like a weed, and she wanted to open it but didn't dare.

"Are there any side effects?" Qu Ruo looked indifferent, thought about it, and said jokingly: "These medicinal foods are all great tonics, and eating too much will hurt your body, just like Aunt Mei, you can even grow a beard if you eat too much!"

"Can a woman like me still grow a beard?" Aunt Mei didn't believe it, she cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and went to clean them, how could a woman in her forties have time to joke with Qu Ruo, a young man?

At the same time, the people in the hall also began to clean up.

Chen Jia quietly came to Yin Ling and asked directly to the secret secretary: "Yin Ling, Qu Ruo pulled a seriously ill patient from the death line a few days ago, do you know what kind of prescription he used?"

Sick and rushed to the doctor, Chen Jia has been thinking about how to make Qu Ruo tell the prescription for the past few days, and she and her father guessed that what Qu Ruo used must be a secret recipe, maybe it is an ancestral secret recipe.

Yin Ling, as her girlfriend, may know something.

"This, Qu Ruo has heard a little about it, but I don't know about the prescription, and you also know that I have no talent in learning Chinese medicine, so I never inquire about those things, and I don't listen to his discussions with my father!"

Yin Ling replied simply, the work in his hands did not stop, and he continued to scrub the table with a rag.

As the only daughter of Professor Yin, her father also tried to let him inherit the mantle, but the little girl just didn't have the talent for Chinese medicine. "The Emperor's Neijing" and "Compendium of Materia Medica" have been read intermittently for more than ten years, and I can't even remember the medicinal properties.

"You don't know anything about the prescription?"

Chen Jia's disappointment was beyond words, she straightened her long flowing hair, and chose a table that Yin Ling had cleaned up and sat down next to her.

"It's beautiful!"

This scene happened to be discovered by Fang Tiger, who was not far away, and the string in his heart was inexplicably touched.

It turned out that Chen Jia was so beautiful, Fang Tiger thought in his heart, Chen Jia's father was also a professor of medicine, and his status in the school was not inferior to Professor Yin, and his father should not object to him pursuing Chen Jia.

Fang Tiger laughed like a nymphomaniac.

Zhang Ying, who had been paying attention to him, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, the front door drove the tiger and the back door entered the wolf, just heard the good news that Fang Tiger had given up pursuing Yin Ling, this guy was interested in Chen Jia again.

In his opinion, Yin Ling, who has a simple personality and is bent on Qu Ruo, is far less attractive than Chen Jia.

She has met a competitor, and this opponent is still her roommate, the boudoir sister.