Su Qingluan looked up and saw Xu Kekuan, supported by a servant, standing opposite her with a smile.
She immediately jumped up and tried to help Mr. Xu with the hand that was not holding the snack, but he waved his hand and refused with a smile: "It's just that my hands and feet are a little weak, but it's not like I need two people to help me."
After saying that, he very considerately asked the servant to take the bite from Su Qingluan's hand, which made her face feel a little hot.
"Why are you up? If it's inconvenient, just let someone know and make it up." Su Qingluan felt a little sorry.
She was originally just here to visit the patient, but if she bothered the patient to entertain her personally, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?
Xu Kekuan sat down on the other side of the mahogany coffee table and said, "I have been lying in bed for two or three days, and all the bones in my body are about to fall apart. It would be better to walk around like this." .”
Seeing that the busy people were all servants, Su Qingluan was embarrassed to ask further questions, but she always felt curious: Didn't the ancients pay attention to how many generations live under the same roof? Why doesn't it seem like there's no junior around to take care of me?
Probably because he read too much social news, Su Qingluan couldn't help but think to herself: If you leave such an old man alone at home, aren't your family afraid that the old man will be bullied by evil slaves?
Of course, Su Qingluan was not the first to ask such a question without any emotional intelligence.
However, Xu Kekuan saw what Su Qingluan was thinking and took the initiative to explain:
"Don't worry, little friend Su. Although my daughter is married far away and is no longer around, my son is just going out and will be back in the evening - not to mention there is a grandson who is studying at Master Zhou and will be back in about half an hour. ”
Su Qingluan was slightly relieved in her heart, then she was stunned and touched her cheek: Did she accidentally ask the question?
When Xu Kekuan saw Su Qingluan's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little friend Su has a pure and kind heart. You can tell at a glance."
…Doesn’t this mean that she shows everything on her face? Su Qingluan was speechless and choked.
Wait... Master Zhou?
"Is that the immortal Master Zhou?" Su Qingluan said in surprise.
"Young Master Su, do you know Mr. Zhou?"
Su Qingluan shook his head: "Although we live together in Huaxi Village, I have only met Master Zhou once - I heard that Master Zhou is very knowledgeable."
Xu Kekuan nodded: "Which family in these ten miles and eight towns doesn't want their children to learn from Master Zhou? But Master Zhou had his own rules for selecting students - cough, cough, cough..."
Halfway through the conversation, the old man coughed a few times, and Su Qingluan quickly handed over the tea in front of Xu Kekuan.
This cough interrupted the old man's words, and also interrupted Su Qingluan's original plan to ask Master Zhou about things - after all, he has a seven-year-old brother at home. If Master Zhou is really powerful, it is equivalent to being close to him. There is a key private school nearby!
However, after being coughed like this, Su Qingluan couldn't just pick the topic that interested him, but circled back to Xu Kekuan's condition.
"What did the doctor say?" Su Qingluan asked worriedly when Xu Kekuan used tea to suppress his cough.
"It's said to be the 'Proof of the Slowing Wind'."
Su Qingluan knew everything about Chinese medicine - she knew nothing about it, and her head was filled with questions.
But as she inquired carefully about the symptoms, Su Qingluan felt that she had heard this symptom somewhere.
"I would like to ask," in order to confirm his guess, Su Qingluan asked, "Do you have any food that you don't like to eat?"
Xu Kekuan shook his head: "It's not like I don't like to eat. I'm just getting older and would like to eat something easy to digest, something more refined, and..."
Su Qingluan probably met frequently on weekdays, and he was a young junior. Xu Kekuan didn't hide anything. He talked about his usual eating habits as if he was having a family affair.
The more she talked, the more Su Qingluan had an idea in her mind: If her guess was correct, there was a high probability that Mr. Xu's illness this time was related to his eating habits.
Mr. Xu doesn't like to eat staple foods that are too rough, and he doesn't like spicy vegetables such as garlic. Su Qingluan guessed that this so-called "slow wind syndrome" is probably the modern so-called "beriberi", which is "beriberi". Vitamin B1 deficiency".
But he is not a famous doctor, not to mention that in this era there is no way to explain what "nutrient deficiency" means, so Su Qingluan can't even persuade Mr. Xu to eat more and less.
After thinking about it, she had an idea and smiled at Xu Kekuan: "Mr. Xu, I have disturbed you for a long time today. I will come to see you tomorrow - I will bring you delicious snacks then!"
At noon the next day, Su Qingluan came to the door again, carrying a small palm-sized bamboo box in his hand.
Xu Kekuan was a little surprised: "Why did Su Xiaoyou have time to come here today? Didn't it say a few days ago that there would be new products today?"
Su Qingluan blinked mysteriously: Because someone did it for me.
After transferring the recipe of the "Splendid Thousand Silk Rolls" to "Hongfu Lou" as agreed, Su Qingluan thought of a way and simply announced that the new product had been bought by "Hongfu Lou" - although in a sense it was Not bad - so if you are interested, please go to the side entrance of the lobby of Hung Fook Building.
She suggested setting up a "dining port" there so that guests who want to eat can hold the rolled "Qiansi Roll" directly in their hands and eat it, while guests who want to dine in can sit down and slow down. Enjoy slowly.
Yang and Su Guangfu once asked Su Qingluan why they didn’t put new products on their stall this time. Su Qingluan smiled like a little fox: “Because cooking chicken soup, steaming rice and omelets consumes a lot of firewood. , not only is a large amount of expense, but also troublesome, far less time-saving and labor-saving than 'Juan Baicai'."
So let's leave this waste of a lot of sunk costs to Hongfu Lou - after all, she is responsible for the research and development of the dishes, so it's hard for Hongfu Lou to be too busy, right?
There were many things involved in the business. Su Qingluan spoke vaguely, and Xu Kekuan didn't ask too much. He just looked at the bamboo box that Su Qingluan brought over and asked, "What is this?"
Su Qingluan opened the box as if presenting a treasure. Inside were neatly arranged black meatballs about the size of longan - upon closer inspection, the reason why the meatballs were black was actually because a thin layer of black sesame was rolled on them.
"Mr. Xu, this is the tea cake I made!" Su Qingluan said with a smile, "I don't like very sweet food, so this one is not very sweet, but it tastes good. You can try it when you have tea!"
Xu Kekuan knew from "Juan Baicai" that the little girl in front of him was very good at cooking, so this time he happily took one and put it in his mouth to chew carefully.
Su Qingluan felt a little nervous in her heart: She shouldn't be able to eat it, right? She really thought of many ways to get rid of "that" smell!
