Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Wen Yao smiled sheepishly: "I'm stupid, so let's forget it, otherwise I'm afraid that Dr. Jin will kick me out and bring trouble to my brother."

The amused Doctor Jin and Shopkeeper Qiu laughed.

The medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet have been almost exhausted. Unknowingly, they have reached nearly a thousand points.

When they came to Wenyao, they couldn't stay in the medicine cabinet anymore, so they took the hotpot meat that they had made, but unfortunately it was already cold.

On the way here, she put it quietly in the space to keep warm, so it was still hot when Hong Hai saw her. In a medical center, if it remained hot for such a long time, it might arouse suspicion.

Shopkeeper Qiu pointed to the backyard: "There is a kitchen in the back." That means you can go to the back to warm up.

Wen Yao raised her eyebrows: "That's great. I'll go out to buy some food and cook for you at noon."

Shopkeeper Qiu and Doctor Jin looked at each other and laughed: "Then let's try your craftsmanship at noon."

"Leave the little problem to me, then I'll go buy groceries." Wen Yao put the pot of meat in the kitchen and went out with her basket.

Shopkeeper Qiu and Doctor Jin both liked Wen Yao, and after watching her go away, they went about their own business. Shopkeeper Qiu wanted to take stock of the previous day's accounts, while Doctor Jin took Wen Jun to question him about the results of his reading at home the night before. .

Wen Yao carried the basket and went straight to Butcher Zheng’s stall.

"Uncle Zheng."

Butcher Zheng couldn't help but smile when he saw her: "Yao Yao is here. What do you want today? I'll cut it for you."

Wen Yao picked a piece of pork belly and made braised pork for lunch, then said to Butcher Zheng: "Uncle Zheng, my father is taking my brother to apprentice the day after tomorrow. You can send the things there early tomorrow. In addition, the pig intestines we want will be delivered tomorrow." I have to give it away, my aunt is having a wedding at her house in a few days, and my father has to go and help. I will stop working at the stall for a few days, so I want to tell you not to run away empty-handed."

"Okay, I've ordered it for you. I'll deliver it to your father tomorrow evening. When you set up a stall, just come and tell me and I'll deliver it to you again," said Butcher Zheng.

Wen Yao thanked him, asked Butcher Zheng to account for the meat, and then went to buy something else.

After returning from shopping for groceries, there were already patients coming to the medical center to see the doctor. Seeing Wenjun following Dr. Jin and carefully watching him treat the patients, Wen Yao and shopkeeper Qiu said hello to Hong Hai and went to the backyard to prepare.

People came and went, and time passed quickly. When it was almost noon, bursts of aroma suddenly wafted from the backyard. Not only the four people in the medical clinic, but also the patients who came to see the doctor couldn't help but want to smell the aroma more. .

Shopkeeper Qiu left the matter ahead to Hong Hai and went straight to the backyard kitchen.

"Yao Yao, why is it so fragrant? I can smell it in front of you." Shopkeeper Qiu walked into the kitchen as he spoke. The pot was steaming, and the aroma wafted out from there.

Wen Yao holds a spatula in her hand and is collecting juice from the braised pork in the pot.

"Braised pork, Uncle Qiu, you can try it." Wen Yao scooped out a piece, put it in a bowl and handed it to Shopkeeper Qiu.

Shopkeeper Qiu put it under his nose and smelled it, exclaiming: "It smells really good."

Not only is it fragrant, but the color is also beautiful, with alternating fat and thin shapes. Shake the bowl and your body will tremble. It's very tempting.

He picked up the chopsticks and put it into his mouth. It was fat but not greasy, the meat was soft and smooth, and it melted in his mouth. Shopkeeper Qiu opened his eyes wide and kept nodding. This was really the best braised pork he had ever eaten.

"It's not bad, it's sweet but not greasy, the heat is just right, it melts in your mouth, Yao Yatou, your cooking skills can match those of the chefs of Zuixianlou." Shopkeeper Qiu praised sincerely.

Wen Yao smiled: "I just like research, I can't compare with the chef."

Shopkeeper Qiu put down the bowl, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said happily: "It's a good meal at noon."

Wen Yao took out the braised pork and started to prepare other dishes, while replying: "Then we'll have lunch after you and Doctor Jin are done."

"Okay, I'll go take a look in front. We'll come as soon as there are no more patients." Shopkeeper Qiu happily left with his hands behind his back.

Wen Yao heated up the pot of pork, stir-fried two vegetarian dishes, cooked tofu and egg custard, and put four dishes and one soup on the table.

Doctor Jin saw the last patient. In fact, the patient himself was drooling because of the aroma made by Wen Yao. He was also hungry. It was noon again. It was no good to trouble Doctor Jin any more. After seeing the patient, he took the medicine. gone.

Although patients rarely came to the door at noon, just in case someone disturbed their meal, shopkeeper Qiu asked Hong Hai to install a few door panels first, leaving only a small door. In this way, even if a patient with an urgent illness came to the door, there would be no more doors. Can come in through the small door.

The four of them arrived in the backyard talking and laughing, and could smell the fragrance from a distance.

"Wow, Yaoyao, there are so many delicious foods." Hong Hai rushed into the kitchen first and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva when he saw the four dishes and one soup on the table.

Not only does it smell good, it also looks good. Just looking at it makes you want to eat.

Doctor Jin is worthy of having been an imperial chef. He has never seen or tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas. He is not a bit calmer than him, but he also stroked his mustache and nodded and praised: "It's really good."

"Master, please sit down." Wen Jun took the initiative to pull out a stool for Doctor Jin, helped him sit down, and then took the initiative to get a bowl of rice.

"Shopkeeper, take a seat." Hong Hai followed closely, imitating his example.

Doctor Jin and Shopkeeper Qiu happily enjoyed their service and waited while talking. After everyone had sat down, Wen Yao said: "Doctor Jin, Uncle Qiu, please try it quickly to see if it tastes good."

Shopkeeper Qiu smiled and said, "I already tasted it just now. Lao Jin, please try it."

Doctor Jin picked up his chopsticks and tasted a piece under the eyes of several people. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect Yao Yao to be so good at cooking even though she is young."

Shopkeeper Qiu smiled and joked: "How does the chef's cooking compare to what you had before?"

In her previous life, Wen Yao admired those who were good at cooking and cooked delicious food. The imperial chef was the best cook in the country. After all, he was the one who cooked for the emperor.

She looked at Dr. Jin curiously: "Dr. Jin, have you ever eaten the food cooked by the imperial chef? Is it delicious?"

Doctor Jin smiled and said warmly: "I am fortunate to be rewarded by my master. The royal chefs in the palace are passed down from generation to generation. Of course, some are selected from the people. Although Yao Yatou's cooking skills are not as good as those of the royal chefs in the palace, it is already rare. .

The most important thing is that Yao Yatou is still young. If she really wants to study this way, she will become a great person in the future. "

After saying that, Doctor Jin looked at Wen Yao and suddenly said: "If Yao girl really likes this, she should study hard. Although I have left the Imperial Hospital, I also know a few royal chefs in the palace. I may be able to recommend them to you in the future." Recommended."

Join the palace as a cook?This may be the biggest dream of all cooks, but Wen Yao didn't think so. He had watched so many palace fighting dramas in his previous life, and he knew that a place like the palace really eats people without spitting out their bones. The reality is often better than what is shown in the TV series. Much more cruel.

They adapt to this era in order to save their lives, so naturally they will not risk their lives out of thought.

Wen Yao waved her hand in embarrassment and refused: "Thank you, Doctor Jin. I just do some random research to satisfy my appetite. I don't dare to have such extravagant hopes as being an imperial chef."