Xiaoyao Village Doctor

Chapter 328 Green Onion and Carrot Soup

"Boss Jiang, this is not good. Wang Teng has only been here for a few days." It's not that Zhou Zhuang dislikes Wang Teng, but he just thinks it's a little absurd.

Old Wang also followed suit and said, "Yeah, although A Teng's dishes are delicious, but he just arrived, so it's a bit ridiculous to let him manage the whole Crane Tower."

Zhou Qianqian said: "I don't think there is anything wrong with it, but I think A Teng is the most suitable for management."

Jiang Yazi didn't continue talking, picked up the Erguotou in his hand, took another sip, turned around and staggered out of the kitchen door. When he reached the door, two waitresses went up to help him , took the opportunity to touch the two waitresses, and the hands began to be dishonest.

Although Jiang Yazi looks kind-hearted, he is actually a perverted old fox.

Wang Teng looked embarrassed, and asked Zhou Qianqian next to him in a low voice, "Is Boss Jiang always like this?"

"Don't underestimate Boss Jiang, his cooking skills are top-notch in the world." Zhou Qianqian said: "He has painstakingly managed the Crane Tower for decades before he has achieved what he is today, and his net worth is already hundreds of millions. "

Suddenly, Zhang Hong ran over anxiously, looked at Wang Teng and asked, "Brother Teng, when will your dishes be ready?"

"almost."

When Wang Teng came back to his senses, he remembered that there were still radishes stewed in the pot, so he quickly opened the lid, and the hot water was boiling vigorously in the pot, making a sizzling sound.

Wang Teng casually sprinkled some scallions into the pot, and the next action made everyone in the kitchen startled.

I saw Wang Teng's left hand directly reaching into the pot, grabbed the radish slices in the pot with bare hands, and put them into a small plate next to the stove.Then, he put his left hand into the pot, and the boiling water in the pot had reached [-] degrees, not to mention human hands, even worms couldn't bear it.

"A Teng! What are you doing?" Zhou Qianqian's eyes almost fell out.

"He put his hand directly into the pot." Old Wang also said in surprise.

Zhou Zhuang also stared wide-eyed: "Is that...Iron Sand Palm?"

In fact, Wang Teng was using Xiaoyunyu Jue, but he couldn't expose it in full view, so he had to use a blindfold method to confuse people's vision.

In this way, Wang Teng took slices of radish out of the boiling water with his hands, and it took about an hour to fill the plate with radishes.

Then, Wang Teng put the radishes on the plate into the soup bowl, and then poured in the chicken soup. After sprinkled some chopped green onions on the surface of the soup, this stewed radish with green onions was ready.

"The dishes are ready, Mr. Zhang, you can take them to your daughter," Wang Teng said.

Zhang Hong stood on the sidelines, sweating all the time, not understanding what Wang Teng was doing, and said, "Brother Teng, you just..."

Wang Teng said: "Is it scary? It's just a trick, I hope you don't mind."

Zhang Hong said: "No, are your hands okay? You just put your hand directly into the pot and it scared me to death. The water is so hot, why don't you just use your hands to scoop it up without a spoon?"

"Don't worry, my hand is fine." Wang Teng said.

"Thank you so much. If my daughter's illness is cured, I will be very grateful to you."

"You're welcome, it's all as it should be."

Zhang Hong immediately asked someone to bring the dishes that Wang Teng had just prepared into the guest room. After several people came to the guest room, they put the soup in the middle of the dining table.

Zhang Lan was sleeping on the sofa, and Meng Meng's saliva flowed down her neck. That weird sleeping position looked like a child of a few years old.

When Zhang Hong saw it, he sighed helplessly, walked over and patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder to wake her up, "Lan Lan, wake up and eat something, let's see what delicious food Brother Teng made for you." .”

Unexpectedly, just after Zhang Lan woke up, she started crying like a child, saying, "Dad, I want milk."

"I didn't ask you to get up to eat milk, but to get up to drink soup." Zhang Hong explained with an embarrassed expression.

At the same time, this scene also made the waiters standing on both sides laugh, and each of them secretly covered their mouths with their hands and laughed.

Yes, no one would have imagined that a woman in her twenties would speak like a mentally retarded person.

"Father, I don't drink soup. If I want to drink milk, I have to drink milk." Zhang Lan was crying coquettishly.

Wang Teng stood behind and didn't say a word, but felt that the girl looked too pitiful, which seemed to belong to the elderly and mentally retarded.

Zhang Hong had no choice but to bring the soup bowl to his hand, and feed Zhang Lan to drink it with a spoon.At the beginning, Zhang Lan shook her head desperately and refused to drink. Zhang Hong said it was like coaxing a child, so Zhang Lan reluctantly took a few sips.

Zhang Lan just drank a few spoonfuls, suddenly her face became very red, and then spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, Zhang Hong was so frightened that he patted her on the back with his hand and asked, "Lan Lan, what's wrong with you? "

"Dad, this soup makes me cry, I don't want to drink it anymore." Zhang Lan said.

"Drink two more sips to ensure that your illness will be cured." Zhang Hong continued to persuade.

Zhang Lan put on an ugly expression again, reluctantly took two more sips, only to spit out two more mouthfuls of blood, and then passed out.

The waiter was frightened and rushed over to help.

"what happened?"

"Why did she vomit blood while drinking?"

At the same time, Wu Huan also ran in with a few people from outside the door. Seeing this scene, he turned around and cursed at Wang Teng, "I told you that this is a hotel, not a hospital. Wang Teng, look at what you have done." , I have to make some carrot soup for the guests to drink, now it’s all over, maybe there’s something wrong with drinking it.”

"Why are you so excited?" Wang Teng said, "She just vomited two mouthfuls of blood, maybe it's toxins from her body?"

"Just spit out two mouthfuls of blood? Hehe."

Wu Huan looked back at Zhang Hong again, and said, "Mr. Zhang, if something happens to your daughter, it has nothing to do with our hotel. It is entirely Wang Teng's responsibility."

Zhang Hong didn't have time to deal with Wu Huan at this moment, and all his attention was on Zhang Lan. An assistant next to him said, "Boss, do you want to call an ambulance?"

"What's going on here?" Zhang Hong didn't understand, so he pressed his hand on Zhang Lan's chest and found that his heart stopped beating.He touched her nose with his hand again, and died immediately...

"died……"

"Mr. Zhang, what did you say?"

"My daughter is dead."

Zhang Hong was startled immediately, quickly picked up Zhang Lan from the sofa, and ran out towards the door of the guest room, followed by several assistants.

(End of this chapter)