When the dishes were served, the family started to eat with chopsticks. Tuantuan didn't know how to use chopsticks yet, so he looked at Liu Yan anxiously and pouted, "Grandma, I want to eat this."
Liu Yan patted Tuantuan's head lovingly, "Okay, be good Tuantuan, grandma will pinch it for you."
After saying that, he picked up a piece of goose meat, blew on it and put it into Tuantuan's mouth.
Tuan Tuan had never eaten goose meat before. The meat was tender and chewy. He chewed it with his small teeth that had not yet grown in. He squinted his eyes while eating.
Gu Xiao looked at him eating with gusto, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "Is it delicious?"
Tuantuan was fed another mouthful of goose meat by Liu Yan, her cheeks bulging like a little hamster, "It was good, but Tuantuan didn't think it was as good as the sweet meat that my mother made that time."
Sweet meat?
Nie Qianqian couldn't help laughing. Tuantuan was probably talking about the braised pork she made last time. The little guy tasted it so delicious that he almost bit his own tongue.
Gu Xiao didn't remember what kind of sweet meat Qianqian had made. She probably made it when he was not at home. "Can you cook?"
Nie Qianqian remembered that the last time she ate big fish and meat, there was no Mr. Cheap, who was hard at work copying books in the town. She felt a little embarrassed and replied in a coquettish voice: "I heard what the people in the town said casually. Let's try it at home." After eating it, it’s not bad. I’ll make it for you next time.”
Did you really just listen to what people in the town said casually? How could it make Tuantuan feel that it tastes better than the food in this restaurant?
Gu Xiao nodded, expecting Nie Qianqian to cook for him. He didn't know how many surprises she had in store.
Nie Qianqian tasted all the dishes she ordered, and they were indeed delicious. However, with the help of various seasonings and recipe books in supermarkets, she was confident that she could make better taste on this basis. Some special dishes that have never appeared in this era...
Qianqian seemed to see the white money pouring towards her. She curled her eyes like a little fox and smiled on her lips.
Gu Xiao watched from the side and intuitively told him that this smile must be related to the money-making business. Every time she saw him coming back with money, her eyes were like this, as curved as crescent moons.
Could it be that you want to open a restaurant?
Gu Xiao was just thinking when he heard Qianqian ask, "Mom, although the dishes at Guangjuxuan are delicious, I think your craftsmanship is no worse than theirs. Have you ever thought about opening a restaurant in the future?"
When Liu Yan heard this, her eyes widened in fright. With a flick of her chopsticks, the duck meat fell onto the table.
Open a restaurant? ? Qianqian’s idea is too bold!
Liu Yan stuttered and said, "Qianqian, please stop teasing me. My craftsmanship is not comparable to that of the restaurant's master chef."
Liu Yan worked as a handyman in the kitchen of a restaurant in her early years. What she loved most was observing how the master chefs cooked, how to cut the dishes, and how much salt to add. She loved cooking, but opening a restaurant was such a difficult task. Never dreamed of it.
Moreover, in the years since she married into the Nie family, all she has heard are criticisms and sarcastic remarks, which has created a deep inferiority complex. Even if she cooks delicious food, the Nie family has never praised her once.
Nie Qianqian knew Liu Yan's character. A person's self-reliance and self-confidence must be built up slowly. Anyway, this matter is not urgent and can be discussed in the long run.
After several people finished their meal, the waiter at the restaurant enthusiastically escorted the group to the door. Seeing that they had walked away, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, hoping that these noble people would not hold a grudge against him for his previous neglect.
Seeing that it was still early, Gu Xiao had to go back to Tiande Library to continue copying books. Nie Qianqian was going to the Yamen to meet Magistrate Tang. Liu Yan was going to take the group to visit the grass market. The four of them agreed to meet at the entrance of the town before dark and go back together. village.
Before Nie Qianqian had gone far, she saw Ah Fu approaching with a carriage, "Ms. Nie, my master went down to Jishi Hall and asked me to wait for you here and take you there."
Nie Qianqian got on the carriage, crossed her legs comfortably, and soon arrived at the entrance of Jishi Hall.
Riding in a carriage not only saves time on the wind, but also saves leg strength. After getting off the carriage, she reluctantly looked back at this ancient and high-standard means of transportation, and secretly made up her mind: She also wanted to buy a BMW!
Ah Fu took her to the private room on the third floor. As soon as she entered the room, besides Mr. Tang, there were two other people there.
One of them she knew was Dr. Huang who received her last time when she was selling Ganoderma lucidum. The other man was slightly older than Dr. Huang, but he looked rosy and energetic, and he looked strong and healthy.
Seeing Nie Qianqian come in, Tang Jincheng gestured for her to sit down, "Ms. Nie, thank you for your help last time. These two elders are Dr. Zhang, the director of Jishi Hall, and Dr. Huang, the deputy director. It is precisely because of the invitation that you are here. As requested by the curator, I would like to communicate with you."
After saying that, he added, "You don't need to be nervous."
Nie Qianqian tilted her head and said lightly: "I'm not nervous."
Tang Jincheng saw that her expression was natural and relaxed, and she was really not nervous at all. He couldn't help but wonder, if ordinary people knew his identity, they would often be too panicked to look at him and unable to speak. The little lady is really different.
Zhang Zhongjing began to observe Nie Qianqian as soon as she entered the room. The young lady was young and dressed in simple clothes. It could be seen that the magistrate was unhurried and seemed to be knowledgeable.
Doctor Huang whispered in Zhang Zhongjing's ear: "Director, the lady who came to sell Ganoderma lucidum last time and saved Young Master Li was this Madam Nie."
Zhang Zhong nodded. He had guessed it before.
He did not put on airs because of the other party's young age, but said politely, "Ms. Nie, you and I, Jishi Hall, are destined to be together. The first time was when you rescued Mr. Tang at the entrance of Jishi Hall, and the second time when you were on the third floor. Mr. Li, who is suffering from acute panthoracic paralysis, I invited you here because I want to communicate with you. Can you tell me what method was used to treat him twice?"
Nie Qianqian did not hide her secrets and said bluntly: "Master Tang is suffering from anemia. The last time he fainted, I acupunctured Geshu, Pishu, Tianshu, Xuehai and Zusanli acupuncture points, which are all good for Qi. It can be used to nourish blood and quickly relieve dizziness. The second time Mr. Li used surgical method. He had a sudden pneumothorax. If the air in the pleural cavity was not removed urgently, he might suffocate and die. Death."
When it comes to medical skills, Nie Qianqian exudes a confident and arrogant demeanor in every gesture, making both of them look sideways and have the illusion that the person in front of them is not a young girl in her twenties, but a veteran who is more senior than them.
Zhang Zhongjingzi listened carefully and did not miss a word. He could still understand acupuncture, but he could not understand the subsequent surgical operations and extraction of air from the pleural cavity.
He has a sense of propriety. This kind of unusual healing technique is often spread among some secluded medical families and will not be easily passed on to outsiders.
But is this little lady in front of her a reclusive person? From what Mr. Tang said, she seemed to be just an ordinary peasant woman in Qinghe Village.
Zhang Zhongjing asked curiously: "May I ask, young lady, who is your master?"
Nie Qianqian's head was spinning rapidly. She knew that having such medical skills at her age would make people suspicious, so she had to make up a big shot out of thin air.
"Well, my master is an expert hermit. He has taught me medical skills since I was a child. I promised him that I would not reveal his whereabouts or name."
Nie Qianqian muttered in her heart after saying that, unknown Dai Lao, I can lend you a hand, don't blame me.
