Yan Zhen took the crazy old man home, asked Gu Weichen to wash his hands and face, and immediately made noodles and chopped stuffing.
The pork I bought today is 30% fat and 70% lean. After mincing it with a kitchen knife, half of the meat filling is fried with lard first, and the other half is seasoned with seasonings, so that the steamed buns will be More fragrant.
Yan Zhen looked in through the crack in the door and found that after the old man entered the house, he actually stopped making trouble and sat quietly on a chair.
Tiantian looked at him curiously, running around and stuffing some food into his hand from time to time.
When Gu Weichen saw that Tiantian and the old man were having fun, he walked out and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a strong arm.
"Let me help you." Gu Weichen threw the mixed noodles on the panel, kneaded them himself, and then started to pinch the dough.
Yanzhen stirred the meat filling in his hand and said jokingly: "Oh, you can also make noodles!"
Gu Weichen looked up at her and then lowered his head, "I didn't expect that. I learned it in the army."
Gu Weichen, who was once a new recruit, was a thorn in his side. He refused to obey and was thrown directly into the cooking class by his leader for a period of time. He still caused trouble and was thrown into raising pigs. Anyway, the memories are unspeakable and full of dark history.
With skillful movements, he grabbed the ingredients and began to roll out the bun wrappers. After Yan Zhen mixed the stuffing, the two of them lowered their heads to make the buns together.
"You did a pretty good job." Yan Zhen couldn't help but praise.
The skin is thin, the filling is big, and it has 18 pleats. It’s almost as good as Tianjin Goubuli!
Gu Weichen raised his eyebrows, took three doughs and put them together under the rolling pin. He cooperated with his hands. After a few times, the three doughs were rolled out together!
"Wow, that's amazing!" Yan Zhen said in surprise, his tone full of admiration.
Men are just like children, they need to praise more. The more they praise, the more motivated they will be! Yan Zhen knew this very well and praised it without any ambiguity. This was the art of controlling her husband.
"You can roll out three pieces of dough at the same time! How do you do it?"
"Brother Gu, what is there that you don't know how to do?" Yan Zhen looked at him sincerely.
Gu Weichen didn't know that he was actually vain. He had been praised by his leaders and admired by his soldiers before, but he could remain calm in his heart and even thought they were making a fuss out of a molehill.
But he just rolled out a bun, and after being praised a few times by Yan Zhen, an unprecedented sense of pride arose in his heart?
The feeling was ethereal and strange.
Then Gu Weichen worked even harder, without letting Yan Zhen do anything, and wrapped up the whole pot of stuffing himself.
Yan Zhen patted the flour on his hands and gave Gu Weichen a thumbs up, "Brother Gu, you are awesome!"
He was so praised that he didn't even dare to raise his head. Gu Weichen only dared to raise his eyelids and glance at Yan Zhen, but the corners of his mouth were curved sharply.
The buns were wrapped and put on the drawer, and soon the smell came out.
Yan Zhen made it stuffed with pork and green onions, and he was willing to let the meat go without adding oil. The mellow taste made people drool.
As soon as the buns were placed on the table, the crazy old man hurriedly picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth eagerly, peeking around while stuffing it, for fear that someone would snatch it from him.
Would rather be burned to the point of grinning, the old man didn't want to slow down. He didn't know how long he had been hungry.
Yan Zhen couldn't help but think of her last life. After being divorced by Wang Wenzhi, her mother's family did not recognize her. During the time when she was homeless, she ate like this, and she wanted to stuff it all in her mouth.
"Uncle, please eat slowly, and don't be in a hurry." Yan Zhen put another one into his bowl.
Tiantian held the bun and took small bites, saying, "Grandpa, you have to be like me."
The old man's eyes hidden behind his hair paused, his eyes trembled, and he obediently stopped eating.
"Be good!" Tiantian stretched out her oily little hand and patted his head, then looked at Yan Zhen with a smile.
Yan Zhen also patted Tiantian on the head, "Our Tiantian is the one who is really good!"
"You said you don't know what this old man has been through before." Yan Zhen sighed, "I don't know how much suffering he has suffered."
"You actually became a lunatic. How many of you were not forced to do so in the past years?"
Gu Weichen nodded. He had heard a little about the old man's affairs. He had been criticized and his hands were disabled. Even if you know Chinese medicine, acupuncture, pulse counting and other skills, you will probably lose it along with your hands.
"His hands are all disabled. If you think about him and studying medicine, I guess it's a bit difficult. He claims that he is a miracle doctor, but he doesn't know whether it is true or not." Gu Weichen leaned on the chair and kept looking at him warily.
"I am!" After hearing Gu Weichen's words, the old man opened his eyes, threw the bun in his hand, and tremblingly gestured to Gu Weichen and said, "You are real!"
I don't know why I suddenly became angry, like a child, my mouth was trembling, as if I had unspeakable grievances.
Yan Zhen said: "Sir, I believe in you."
Maybe Yan Zhen was the first person to believe him, and the old man's excitement immediately calmed down.
He stared at Yan Zhen blankly for a while, his cloudy eyes rolling, as if he was thinking about the truth or falsehood of Yan Zhen's words.
Yan Zhen always smiled and looked at him sincerely.
A person can only drive herself crazy if she is obsessed with something. Just like her in the last life, she was obsessed with something for most of her life, and finally drove herself to get breast cancer.
Suddenly the old man bared his teeth in joy, patted the red cloth bag that had been hanging on his body, tilted his head and shouted: "This is my treasure! Take it out and scare you to death!"
After he finished showing off, he narrowed his eyes, looked at Gu Weichen warily, and waved to Yan Zhen, "Daughter, come and take a look."
He opened the red cloth bag and motioned for Yanzhen to take a look.
Yan Zhen lowered his head and looked over.
There was a yellowed book in the red cloth pocket. The edges were curled and there were stains in some places. The old man took it out as if it were a treasure.
"This is a unique secret recipe that I have learned over the years. That Wang Dehai didn't even steal it!"
Then he waved his hand grandly and said, "I'll give it to you!"
Yanzhen was stunned, "Did you give it to me?"
She couldn't wait to open the book. Inside were some acupuncture point maps and some medicinal prescriptions, all of which were hand-drawn, which showed her skills.
Yan Zhen's hand holding the book was shaking a little. He looked up at the old man with sincere eyes and said, "Uncle, can you teach me?"
"You are still the first person to believe in a madman." The old man held the bun in his hand and sat upright on the chair. His eyes were clear. He didn't look like the man who was mad just now.
Yan Zhen chased and asked, "Just say yes or no."
The old man's beard and hair were very long and piled in front of his face. He pulled it down with his hands to reveal his face as much as possible.
He was very thin, with sunken cheeks and loose skin. He ate the buns with his mouth open and closed, and nodded slowly.
"You agreed!" Yan Zhen was overjoyed.
The old man shook his head ridiculously, "I don't even know why you trust me so much."
"Come to No. 37 Lingjing Hutong tomorrow." The old man stood up with a few steamed buns in his hands.
Yan Zhen immediately found a clean cloth bag and filled half of the remaining buns.
"Master, take it, I'll let my man give it to you!" Yan Zhen winked at Gu Weichen.
As soon as Gu Weichen took a step forward, the old man waved his hand, "No! I'll go by myself!"
The old man was a stubborn old man and wouldn't listen to anything anyone said. He picked up the buns that Yan Zhen had packed for her and stumbled downstairs.
Yan Zhen asked Gu Weichen to look at Tiantian and went downstairs to see her off.
Looking at the old man's back, Yan Zhen actually still had doubts in his heart. He didn't know if he could really learn real skills from him, but he had to try everything, right?
Several little girls were walking towards them from the opposite side, and Yan Zhen looked over.
Several people were carrying a net bag in one hand, which contained malted milk, eggs, and brown sugar. It seemed that they were here to see Yan Se.
One of them is called Zhang Ting, who is the tallest.
A few people were chatting and laughing, but when Zhang Ting saw Yan Zhen, she immediately shut her mouth. She pulled the people around her and stopped, obviously not wanting to meet Yan Zhen and say hello.
Yan Zhen gave them a funny look, turned around and went upstairs.
"That person is Yan Zhen. Let me tell you, this person has some tricks up his sleeve!" Zhang Ting glanced at Yan Zhen's back and whispered.
The people around her nodded but didn't answer.
They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they reached Yan Se's house on the fifth floor. They didn't dare to say anything along the way, for fear that someone would overhear the gossip.
Liu Dahua was the happiest when she saw that they all carried things, and they were all empty-handed. She might be able to eat some of these good things!
Wenjuan was even more impatient and kept staring at the net bag.
"Okay, okay, you guys come in and chat!" Cui Jinhua wanted to leave them to talk to his daughter, so he thoughtfully closed the door for them.
Yan Se was somewhat embarrassed. There were so many people crowded into the house, and there was no place to stand. Her embarrassed side was exposed, which made her feel very humiliated.
She faced the sisters uncomfortably, patted the bed and said, "Sit down quickly."
Zhang Ting, Yan Shuhua, and Liu Juan, these people had the best relationship with Yan Se, but they were also used to comparing. They looked around and thought about it in their hearts, and then sat on the bed next to her.
"I saw Yan Zhen downstairs." Zhang Ting curled her lips, "She really became an officer's wife, her face turned rosy."
"Don't you know, I'm going to study medicine with a lunatic!" Yan Se said funny, "Isn't this a joke?"
"Even if the madman knows medical skills and taught her, who would dare to seek medical treatment from her? There is not even a inheritance or sect!"
She still has some say in this matter. After all, she came from the Zhenger Ba Jing Academy and studied under Wang Dehai.
Zhang Ting frowned, "That crazy old man who always comes to make trouble? The one who always carries a red cloth pocket?"
Yan Se nodded, "Yes."
She came to the hospital earlier than Yan Se. She had heard some rumors that there was some connection between the old man and Wang Dehai, but they were just based on rumors and had no basis.
But if there is really a grudge between them and the crazy old man wants to accept a disciple and return to the world, then it might be a time bomb for Wang Dehai.
Zhang Ting thought that if she mentioned it to Wang Dehai at this time, she might be able to gain access to this network.
Maybe it could also cause some trouble for Yan Zhen. Zhang Ting held a grudge against Yan Zhen in her heart.
