Chapter Eighteen: Will you be lame?
As soon as this said, Zhu Dayong and Zhu Changli both laughed.
"Brother Xue said that if you have to eat ten or eight or eight skewers, you can't fill your stomach."
Zhou Heng was too lazy to talk to him, "It's getting late, I'll go change the medicine for Mr. Zhu. Zhu Changli went with me. You two picked out the glutinous rice roots in the pot, put them in a basin, and then cooked them in a pot. I saw that these ingredients were enough. Tomorrow morning, according to the price we negotiated, you can find someone to try buying and selling, check the sales, and then teach the women in the village to make it."
Boss Xue nodded quickly. He was still unsatisfied at this moment, but he didn't expect the taste of the glutinous rice lotus root so sweet.
"As long, go quickly, we two will finish it in a while!"
Zhou Heng turned around and went to the wing room, opened the newly purchased medicine box, and then went to the wardrobe to carry out his first aid box. This thing cannot be shown, but it is necessary to have a box to come and go for consultation.
When he opened the first aid box, Zhou Heng paused. Before he went out, he was thrown into a mess. At this moment, he completely returned to his tidy state. Zhou Heng's fingers were trembling. He quickly tossed out everything but counted it. Sure enough, all the items he had used were copied.
It seems that the copy function of this box has not been invalid. It only takes time or what he needs to do before it can be copied. Zhou Heng has just not yet figured out the trick.
Zhou Heng held back his smile and quickly rolled the syringe, anti-via venom serum, iodine, hydrogen peroxide, bandages, and various instruments into two sterile bags with two towels, threw them into the newly purchased medicine box, and put them away their baby first aid kit.
Then he carried Zhu Dayong with the medicine box and walked towards Zhu Yunmo's courtyard.
When they arrived at the door, the little boy informed him and picked up the curtains. The two entered. Two maids were kneeling beside Zhu Yunmo's bed, as if they wanted to feed Zhu Yunmo, but Zhu Yunmo waved his hands tightly at them.
"Take it away, take it away, and I can't swallow it."
Pang Xiao stood on one side and coughed lightly.
"Master, Xiaodun Zhou is here."
The two servants quickly got up, removed all the dining table and food, and left the room. Pang Xiao personally poured a cup of tea for Zhu Yunmo.
Zhou Heng glanced at the plate and almost didn't move the food on it, including egg custard, vegetarian fried cabbage, dried tofu soup, and a plate of brown and red pickles.
Zhou Heng's cheeks shook, as if he was just talking about a light diet, but not vegetarian. This is really impossible to eat, especially compared with the roasted mutton at noon, he really can't eat it.
Walking close to Zhu Yunmo, Pang Xiao took the teacup and a servant brought a Jindun.
Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "Young Master has a bad appetite?"
Zhu Yunmo was much more energetic than he had seen in the morning. He smiled at Zhou Heng and showed a little tiger's tooth.
"My benefactor, don't worry, it doesn't matter if you eat or two, but this vegan food is really hard to swallow!"
Zhou Heng waved his hand at Zhu Dayong. Zhu Dayong was very smart and quickly knelt in front of Zhu Yunmo's couch with the plate in his hand.
In an instant, the whole room was filled with fragrance. Zhu Yunmo was originally leaning against the pillow, but now he stood up and sniffed hard.
"What, so sweet?"
Zhou Heng smiled slightly and said, "In the afternoon, I took Brother Xue to the street to purchase ingredients and made this osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root. Thinking that Mr. Zhu and Mr. Xiao should not eat greasy food, I will bring you some appetizers. If you like it, I will order Zhu Dayong to get it again!"
As he said that, Zhou Heng held the plate in front of Zhu Yunmo. Given their experience just now, some bamboo sticks were placed next to the dish. Zhou Heng directly inserted two bamboo sticks on a piece of glutinous rice lotus root and handed them to Zhu Yunmo.
Smelling such a sweet smell, Zhu Yunmo subconsciously licked his lips. The faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, with a hint of honey, smelled refreshing.
"This is the food you mentioned in front of the ruined temple. Are you sure you can eat it? Why do I smell the smell of flowers?"
Zhou Heng nodded, "I didn't expect Mr. Zhu to remember that the snack I wanted to make in Lingshan Village is the osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root. But you eat the enhanced version, and the ingredients you sell on the streets in the future are not as good as this one."
Zhu Yunmo widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Heng with a look of confusion.
"Enhanced version?"
Zhou Heng was stunned. He actually had the language of later generations. He blinked and smiled slightly, and said:
"Because I added several Chinese medicine to the osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root made by Mr. Zhu this time, which has no medicinal smell. After taking it, it can also cause appetite to dissipate and remove the volatilization. If you don't believe it, Mr. Zhu would try it?"
Zhu Yunmo was skeptical, but Zhou Heng was able to heal his legs to such an effect, and he had a special trust in Zhou Heng.
He took the bamboo stick from Zhou Heng's hand, sent the glutinous rice lotus to his lips, opened his mouth and took a small bite, then he paused, his eyes widened instantly, he raised the bamboo stick in his hand, and carefully observed the food in his hand.
“What a special taste, how do you make this?”
Pang Xiao widened his eyes from the side. He knew how difficult it was to serve his master's food, but others didn't know it.
When something is delivered to you, you will be raising it when you glance at it. If the owner of a dish moves a bit more chopsticks at the banquet, the chef of this dish will receive a reward. It is incredible that he actually asks about how to cook it.
"Fill the soaked glutinous rice into lotus root, put it in a soup with boiled mint, licorice, and brown sugar, simmer for two quarters of an hour, leave the pot and cool it down, then pour it on a special enhanced version of osmanthus nectar, and it's done."
Pang Xiao stood on one side and listened. The introduction was no different from not saying anything. The amount of herbs and the most important osmanthus nectar was not said. It seemed that this was the secret recipe for what to do, but it seemed that it was really good to smell it hard.
Just as Pang Xiao was distracted, Zhu Yunmo had unknowingly eaten up a piece of glutinous rice lotus root and waved his hand at Pang Xiao, but Pang Xiao didn't see it.
"Xiaobo, tea."
Pang Xiao then raised his eyes and saw that his master had eaten it. He was surprised and quickly handed the teacup over.
"Master choked?"
Zhu Yunmo shook his head, "The taste is very fragrant, not greasy at all. The more I eat it, the more I want to eat it, the cold taste it leaves a fragrance when my lips and teeth are left!"
As he said that, Zhou Heng did nothing and ate it with two bamboo sticks and two slices of glutinous rice lotus root.
Seeing Pang Xiao's state of surprise, Zhou Heng guessed something, and quickly inserted a piece and handed it to him.
"Brother Xiao can try it too!"
Zhu Yunmo raised his chin and signaled him to try it quickly. Pang Xiao took the glutinous rice lotus from Zhou Heng's hand and was suspicious on his face, but he still took a small bite.
The soft and glutinous taste is not sticky, but it is very smooth, with floral fragrance, honey fragrance, sweetness of licorice and coolness of mint. It appears very layered on the tip of the tongue, and the mouth and tongue suddenly produce saliva, and somehow there is a pleasant feeling.
Pang Xiao raised the glutinous rice lotus in his hand and took a closer look. He had never seen this thing before. He didn't expect that the lotus could eat and the taste was so special.
"Zhou Xiaolangzhong's medical skills have surprised Lao Nu. I didn't expect that his research on food would be better."
Zhou Heng laughed, "Xiao Bo praised me, I lost my memory and was confused. My only grandfather died and was not awake to send him a long journey. Now, what I have never forgotten is medical skills and my experience of eating."
With such a sentence, Zhu Yunmo stopped chewing.
"You don't have family?"
Zhou Heng nodded and sighed, with a trace of far-fetched smile on his face, and he looked thoughtfully into the distance.
"Yes, I'm alone, but I'll live well. With this medical skill, at least my life will be fine. I'll help the young master see the wounded."
Zhu Yunmo nodded, looked at the glutinous rice lotus in his hand, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
Zhou Heng lifted the quilt, the bandage on his legs was well protected, and the drainage strip did not seep much. Zhou Heng opened the medicine box and found the scissors to remove the gauze. Pang Xiao leaned close to him and looked over.
The wound was not covered with blood and flesh, and only a gap that had been sewn was seen. Zhou Heng looked up at Zhu Yunmo.
"The wound did not have fever and swelling, and there was little blood drainage. It seemed that the operation was very successful and you could get out of bed and move slightly in three days."
Chapter completed!