Hearing a muffled sound in the room, Wang Yong frowned and then shouted: "Guo Jia? Guo Jia!"

There was no response from the door, which seemed to confirm his thoughts. He simply pushed it a few times, and while ensuring that it did not hurt Guo Jia, he opened the door and saw her fainting inside.

"The breathing is slightly, the pulse is a little weak... the face is pale... Damn what is this?" Wang Yong was a little helpless. He had never learned medical skills. Usually, he would rather seek help from a doctor when encountering problems.

But the problem is that the medical level in this era is really unreliable, especially now, he regrets a little, why didn’t he read through the book “Barefoot Doctor Manual” left by his grandmother.

In that era when the medical level was most lacking, Western medicine did not have enough equipment to produce mass production, and we had to put forward the slogan of "integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine" and produce a series of Chinese patent medicines. This booklet saved hundreds of millions of people.

"Call the doctor immediately!" Wang Yong rushed out immediately and shouted in his greatest voice.

Xun Yu, who was originally working, suddenly pressed his brush on the paper, revealing a trace of ink. But she didn't care about so much, so she stood up, ran out, and shouted to the side: "What are you waiting for? Call the doctor immediately, the best doctor!"

The doctor was called over in a hurry, and Wang Yong had already carried Guo Jia to the bed and put him down.

"Leave it to us here, it's not convenient for you to be a big man." Cao Ren and Lejin ran over and began to take care of Guo Jia.

"I'll wait outside..." Wang Yong sighed and walked out directly. This matter had nothing to do with him, but he always felt a little worried. After all, Guo Jia suddenly fainted when he was talking to him.

Besides, Guo Jia said that he would not be a chef and that he could not ignore the words he said after leaving here. If a genius becomes an enemy, you can imagine how terrible it is!

"The body is so weak, and the emotions fluctuate greatly... What happened?" the doctor checked it carefully, and then asked in a complaining tone.

But why did Wang Yong always feel that the doctor was watching him say, was he suspected that he had made her like this?!

"What should we do now?" Cheng Yu asked immediately.

"She has a problem because of her emotional fluctuations. This is a heart disease. First of all, I have to replenish some vitality. I prescribe Siwu Decoction. However, this can only treat the symptoms. If you want to cure the root cause, you also need to preach her. As long as you let go of your worries, the disease will be cured most of the time!" The doctor solemnly reminded.

Ahhhhh! Wang Yong was a little crazy. Why did the doctor look at him again?!

"She doesn't like bitter medicines. Can you prescribe some medicines that are easy to take?" Xun Yu's voice floated out. When she was a child, Guo Jia probably drank too much bitter medicine and slowly began to feel nauseous about the bitter medicines. Siwu Decoction has a medicinal herb, which is very bitter and has a strong taste. She drank it once and vomited it once. Xun Yu knew this.

"Where is no bitter medicine?" The doctor shook his head and then began to write a prescription. Without the Long Feifengwu of later generations, Siwu Decoction was used more commonly in this era. Many people would take medicine by themselves when they needed to replenish their vitality.

"Slowly, Siwu Decoction?" He was always entangled with the doctor's eyes. Until he left, Wang Yong thought of a question, that is, Siwu Decoction was originally in the late Tang Dynasty, and in the later Song and Ming dynasties, women used prescriptions to regulate menstruation. Its effect of replenishing blood and nourishing blood and replenishing vitality is undoubtedly, but the problem is that the current era background should be the Han Dynasty?

It’s no wonder that Wang Yong remembers it so clearly. At that time, there was a two-dimensional fan in the island country, which introduced a medicinal dish made of Siwu Soup. I was curious at the time, so I investigated the so-called Siwu Soup and still vaguely remembered these contents.

"What should I do?" Xun Yu had a headache, "Shopkeeper, is there any way to make the decoction less bitter?"

"If it's a method, it's not that there's no... I'll think of a solution... But what if I come up with a solution? Just as the doctor said, her problem is a heart disease, not a problem with her body!" Wang Yong looked at Xun Yu.

"This, I'll think of another way..." Xun Yu was also a little panicked at this moment. After all, he was his childhood sweetheart playmate.

Wang Yong only thought that these two people were very fun. They were originally very wise, but one of them couldn't understand that this was a situation set by Xun Yu. The latter was clearly planning, and now this clumsy performance almost failed her layout, but she was unaware of it.

"Care is confusing, or is it the authorities confused?" Wang Yong commented with interest, "It's just a bit sad. These two girls seem to be in love with each other!"

Or in other words, Xun Yu is more of a caring care for Guo Jia, but the latter still cannot distinguish the difference between friendship and love. Then the wrong feeling slowly ferments, and both parties may have the illusion of "I may like each other."

Xun Yu realized this, so he planned to let both of them recognize each other's feelings before they reached the worst level, so he set up this game. Unfortunately, she might not have noticed that she was actually already deeply involved in it.

"You can't save yourself, so why are you talking about saving people?" Wang Yong shook his head, walked out of the yamen, and then walked towards Wanshi House. Only there can provide some materials he needs.

"Wanshi House, is there anything you need help?" The innocent and cute doorman greeted him kindly. This is a beautiful boy who looks very much like a girl. Women have a high status and naturally will not engage in the service industry.

Speaking of which, Wenming, before becoming a salesperson, wasn’t he a disciple? He left his hair a little longer, then put on women’s clothing, even if he didn’t put on makeup, his red lips and white teeth were no different from a beautiful girl!

"Call salesperson No. 372!" Wang Yong replied, each salesperson has several customers. In order to improve service quality, Wanshiwu generally prohibits salesmen from snatching customers, unless they are not available, they can help them do it.

"Okay!" the doorman nodded, "Please wait a moment, I'll report it and see if the salesperson No. 372 is here!"

Not long after, Wenming walked out, but he had a smile on his face. Obviously, the previous transaction benefited a lot. Seeing that it was Wang Yong, he immediately came up with him kindly and asked: "Is there anything you need help? Of course, if it is a question of subsequent remuneration... we can't arrive immediately in a hurry."

"It's not a reward. I want one or two pounds of mutton, and some other ingredients..." Wang Yong reported the required materials, "Can you get it? Now!"

"Of course, otherwise our place would not be called Wanshiwu!" Wenming said proudly, and then arranged it. Wanshiwu has warehouses everywhere, and it is stored according to the different materials. It takes some time to get it, but Wang Yong needs to wait.

"In this world, each person is limited to one pound of mutton per month. I took out my own part and got you two pounds. Two onions, four carrots, and the medicinal materials you want! However, banana taro is hard to find, but we know where there are wild products, and we will deliver them later!" Wenming came back a quarter of an hour and brought most of the ingredients back.

Banana taro is also called "Fantasi Taro" in the south. When the flowers are picked, some sweet honey water can be sucked out at the end. As for the rhizomes, they can be eaten just like taro, but the taste is different from taro.

Generally speaking, it is sweeter than taro, and it lacks the glutinous feeling. Making soup is a very good choice. Even if the soup is not added with sugar, it will feel very sweet. However, by the time Wang Yong traveled through time, few people knew about this thing.

"Why did you think of using that?" Wenming felt very strange. After all, he had never heard of that thing that could be eaten.

"Some people think the medicine is bitter, so they use this thing to sweeten the soup. The key is that I need potatoes. I wonder if you can find it?" Wang Yong asked directly. He knew that there were peanuts and many foreign species. He felt that the number of species had reached the Song Dynasty level. Wang Yong also suspected that there would be potatoes and corn, so he asked.

"During this period, our Wanshi House is also looking for the potatoes and corn you mentioned before, but there is no news yet." Wenming shook his head. Ten days ago, Wang Yong entrusted them to search, but the news has not been returned yet. Of course, Wang Yong ten days ago was not enough to make them pay so much attention. Now it is different, the things he asked to look for were all in a hurry.

"Well, I took the things away, and the banana taro is delivered directly to the restaurant. As for those things, I have to worry more!" Wang Yong nodded, took the things and walked towards the store. During the period of shortage of supplies, these things were not cheap. If they were not restricted from being sold, all houses would lose money. Goodwill should not be trampled by poverty. After all, there are too few people in the world who know how to be grateful.

"Fortunately, there are always casseroles!" When he returned to the restaurant, Wang Yong began to process the ingredients.

There is a lot of fat on the mutton, but he doesn't need it, so he shaves it with a kitchen knife. The carrots were peeled off. In the past, they were made with peelers. There seems to be no such thing in this world. Maybe you can tell Wanshiwu to help you make it and apply for a patent. If there is this thing, you should know that there seems to be no such thing as a craftsman guild in this world.

"I'm much more skillful!" Wang Yong sighed. Peeling is not as difficult as I imagined, and my body's coordination and vision have improved. "This is a good thing. Otherwise, as the cooking and steaming methods spread, my advantage will be greatly reduced. If I want to be a chef, I must be able to be good at it!"

Slice the radish and green onions in a diagonal manner, cut the onions in half and set aside, and put the selected medicinal materials into a white cloth bag one after another. If you look closely, you will find that the angelica, Chuanxiong, white peony and cooked Rehmannia are also included in the Siwu Soup. In addition, there are star anise, cumin and turmeric. Yes, Wang Yong is planning to restore the "mutton four-five soup curry".

"Shopkeeper, the banana taro you want has been cleaned!" Wenming rushed over and took out the banana taro. Then he looked at the desk and was a little curious, "Is this going to cook?"

"Cook a dish for a weak little girl... and eat some by the way. How about it?" Wang Yong thought for a while. After all, there was a pound of mutton, which was originally Wenming's share.

"I didn't expect that I still have good fortune, so thank the owner!" Wenming naturally disrespectfully.

"Just be careful about what I've told you!" Wang Yong didn't plan to collect his money either.

Put the medicinal materials into the pot and stew them with mutton. Keep the peeled fat. If necessary, use the remaining carrots, green onions and stir-fry them in mutton oil.

"By the way, the owner, are you making soup or medicine?" Wenming asked when he smelled the faint fragrance of medicine in the air.

"It's a dish, but it's also a medicine. I'm more used to calling it 'medicine'." Wang Yong didn't say nonsense, and took this opportunity to start washing rice and boiling it. He had to use rice to cook this. He didn't use an electric rice cooker to cook rice before, and he hoped to remember the heat.

"The taste is a little strong..." Wang Yong smelled it, and the smell of cooked Rehmannia was quite obvious. "Is it because the original work used raw Rehmannia? Or did I miss a certain step?!"

Strictly speaking, the ingredients of Siwu Decoction need to be soaked in warm water for a period of time to reduce its medicinal flavor. However, considering Guo Jia's situation, it doesn't matter if the medicine is more effective.

"Medicinal food? Another new cooking method? Why does the owner have so many things?" Wenming instantly became a curious baby.

"Try more often and you will naturally understand something. For example, this medicinal food was originally just to allow some patients who hate medicinal soup to successfully take the medicine. At the same time, adding some medicinal materials to the ingredients and stewing them normally can also have the effect of strengthening the body without disease. The so-called medicine and food are the same. If you can eat a good body, it is also a good result." Wang Yong said slowly.

"Does Wanshiwu need to register this medicinal food skill for you?" Wenming suggested.

"No need, including cooking methods for steaming and cooking, and oil-frying methods, I plan to make it public. In the past, there were too few cooking methods, so every recipe, every skill, and even every new seasoning seemed precious. Now that there are many cooking methods, it is naturally impossible to monopolize a certain dish. In this way, the chef industry will not become lifeless." Wang Yong shook his head.

In other words, the more developed the chef's status is, the stronger the people's pursuit of food, the better they will be in this world.

"The owner is playing a bit big!" Wenming was also clever and soon knew Wang Yong's plan.

"The prosperity of the chef industry drives the demand for various ingredients. The final result is that Wanshiwu makes a lot of money, and you are also beneficiaries. Shouldn't you push it behind the scenes?" Wang Yong joked.

"Well, I will report this to the supervisor. If possible, I can really push it secretly!" Wenming nodded. This matter was indeed a good thing for Wanshiwu.

Time passed slowly, and during this period, Wang Yong had put the cut banana taro, carrots, green onions, and onions in and stewed them together. Until it was almost the same, he took out the cloth bag, slowly took out the things inside, and then put the rice in two smaller casseroles.

Seeing Wang Yong start cutting mutton, placing vegetables on plate, and forming a dish in front of him, Wen Ming swallowed and asked slowly, "What kind of dish is this?"

"Mush Mutton Soup Curry, it would be better if you use lamb..." Wang Yong was not very satisfied with this dish. He replaced potatoes with banana taro. The taste would be like this. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief after tasting the soup.

It cannot be completely replaced, but it makes the soup more sweet and covers up the medicinal smell. Perhaps it will be more convenient for Guo Jia to enter. As a qualified chef, since he wants to cook a dish for a special person, fine-tuning is the key. He can only be the same, at least not an excellent chef.

"I'll keep this one for you, and I'll keep it for me!" After Wang Yong said that, he took one of the pots and left.

"Don't worry!" Wenming rubbed his palms. The pot of food that was full of color, fragrance and flavor made him feel greedy.

"Wow!" He took a bite of mutton and felt that the spice taste had completely penetrated. The key was that the mutton was very soft and did not have that thorny feeling, and it was very easy to eat. "How did this taste be made?"

How else can I do it? Remove the tendons and pat it repeatedly, but this was done before he came.

"This feels so complicated..." After taking a few bites of rice and drinking a few more sips of soup, Wenming's expression was very complicated. "I feel like taking medicine vaguely, but how can the medicine be so fragrant? I'm really taking medicine? Forget it, I don't care, it's so delicious!"
Chapter completed!