The Wanfu store was full of people, and Zeng Hao and Ling Yuting were so busy that they could barely sweat to wipe their hands.

At this time, Pang He came again, but this time it was not alone, he was still supporting an old woman with a rickety waist and gray hair.

"Mother, be careful of the steps at the door."

Pang He carefully helped the old man into the store, looked around, and found that there was no vacant seat, so he frowned and shouted: "Little Er!" ”

Ling Chenhui, who was ordering food for a table of guests, was startled by this shout, turned his head and found that it was Pang He, quickly finished ordering for the guests, and then greeted him with a smiling face.

"Ouch, I said why there was a magpie calling this morning, it turned out that Pang was coming."

Pang He glanced at him: "Don't tell me this nonsense, I'll bring my mother over for dinner, and you immediately vacate a table for me." ”

"This ......" Ling Chenhui's face was full of embarrassment, they were also customers in the store, and it would offend anyone to drive them away, "Pang stopped the head for a while, there are a few tables of guests who are about to finish eating, and I will ...... when they are empty."

Pang He didn't have the patience to listen to him, walked directly to the table of guests next to him, and said in a rough voice: "You guys change places to eat, vacate this table for my mother, agree?" ”

How dare the guests at that table offend Pang He, they immediately cleaned up the food on the table and said, "Agreed, it's okay for you to ask us to squat outside to eat." ”

Zeng Hao, who was in the back kitchen, heard Pang He's voice and thought that he was doing something again, so he came out to see what was going on.

Pang Hegang helped his mother to sit down, and when he saw Zeng Hao coming out, he immediately pointed at him and said, "You came out just in time, bring another fried dish that was fried for me yesterday, and let my mother taste it too." ”

Zeng Hao glanced at Pang He's mother, looking haggard, emaciated, obviously malnourished, this kind of physical condition, rashly eating heavy and oily stir-fried vegetables, is likely to stimulate the fragile stomach, which will cause more problems.

So Zeng Hao walked over and reminded Pang He and said, "Look at your mother's current appearance, it's not suitable to eat those greasy foods, let's change something light." ”

Hearing this, Pang He immediately glared: "What do you mean?!" Afraid I won't be able to pay for it! ”

Zeng Hao was speechless: "I didn't mean that, I meant that your mother's physical condition looks bad now...... Did she have a serious illness recently? ”

"Yes, it didn't take long."

"Isn't it because I don't like to eat much since then?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Not only did she not like to eat, but she couldn't sleep well at night, sometimes she vomited and had chest tightness, so I had to find a doctor to treat her, but after taking a lot of medicine, it didn't get better, but it was getting worse and worse...... Do you know what's going on? Pang He's eyes looked at Zeng Hao eagerly.

Zeng Hao preliminarily judged that Pang He's mother should be suffering from post-illness anorexia, because the symptoms Pang He just said were quite consistent.

"I suspect that your mother should have anorexia, she doesn't like to eat, her nutrition can't be supplemented, and she still takes so many medicines, under the double stimulation, her body will naturally become weaker and weaker...... What kind of doctor are you looking for, why can't you even tell such a simple illness? Zeng Hao couldn't help but complain.

"Damn, this quack, I'll kill him later!" Pang He slapped the table angrily after hearing this, and said through gritted teeth.

Zeng Hao hurriedly persuaded him not to be impulsive, if he killed a person because of his own words, he didn't want to cause this kind of sin.

Pang He's mother also spoke out to persuade him not to mess around.

Hearing his mother's words, Pang He's angry mood stabilized, and he immediately explained: "Mother, don't worry, the child was just angry just now, and he won't really do stupid things to worry his mother." ”

After appeasing his mother, Pang He asked Zeng Hao again: "Little brother, do you have any way to cure my mother's anorexia?" If it is cured, I will be grateful! ”

Zeng Hao thought for a while and said, "Your mother's current situation is more suitable for dietary therapy, so let's go cook a pot of healthy porridge for your mother and see if she likes to eat." ”

"Thank you, brother!" Pang He said gratefully.

Back in the kitchen, Zeng Hao cooked a pot of carrot and lean porridge for Pang He's mother, this porridge has the effect of strengthening the spleen and promoting appetite, and then adding a little red dates to nourish blood and improve qi, which is most suitable for frail anorexics like Pang He's mother.

In the process of waiting for the porridge to be cooked, Zeng Hao was not idle, and by the way, he fried the dishes ordered by the two tables of guests, and almost did not rest for a moment.

After a while, the porridge was cooked, and Zeng Hao, who was busy stir-frying, asked Ling Chenhui to send it over.

"Pang stopped his head, Ling Zun's porridge is ready." Ling Chenhui respectfully placed a small pot of fragrant carrot and lean porridge on the dining table.

Pang He immediately filled his mother with a bowl and reminded her to be careful of scalding.

Pang and his mother took a small bite with a spoon, were slightly stunned, and then took the second and third bites......

"How is it, is it still to my mother's appetite?" Pang He asked expectantly.

"Delicious! I've never eaten such a delicious porridge! Pang He's mother's tone was full of appreciation, and he immediately ate it fragrantly.

Hearing his mother's affirmative answer, Pang He's mouth was grinning happily.

Soon, a bowl of porridge was eaten by Pang He's mother, and Pang He helped her serve a second bowl.

After eating three bowls in a row, Pang and his mother stopped and said that they were full, and her spirit was obviously much better than when she first entered the store.

When paying, Pang He asked Ling Chenhui to call Zeng Hao out, and he wanted to thank Zeng Hao in person.

"How is it, the porridge is okay, right?" Zeng Hao walked out and asked with a smile.

"Brother, you are too modest, my mother said that this is the best porridge she has ever tasted!" Pang He said happily.

"Ling Zun has won the award."

"Here, here's the porridge money for you." Pang He took out a silver ingot and handed it to Zeng Hao.

Zeng Hao saw that there were at least ten taels, so he hurriedly pushed it back: "Pang has given too much, and a pot of porridge doesn't need so much money." ”

"Hey, take it. It's been a long time since I've seen my mother eat so deliciously, and I really thank you so much, so you have to accept this money, just take it as a little bit of my heart! ”

Pang He ignored Zeng Hao's opposition and forcibly stuffed the money into Zeng Hao's hands.

Zeng Hao couldn't resist Pang He, and after pushing and giving in a few times, he finally accepted it.

At noon and in the evening, Pang He brought his mother over for dinner one after another.

Zeng Hao also made several other different health foods according to his mother's situation, which were delicious and nourishing.

After this day's diet, Pang and his mother's physical condition has improved significantly, and their speech is not as weak as in the morning.

And Pang He's impression of Zeng Hao is getting better and better, and bluntly said that if there is anything that needs his help, just mention it, you don't have to be polite.

After listening to Pang He's words, Zeng Hao remembered that Ling Yuting had bought "sky-high medicinal materials", and said, "Pang stops, you say so, I really need your help." ”