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Chapter 111 Mrs. Song's Fish Soup (Add more 4, please subscribe!)
"At noon today, when Lele's cousin was watching the live broadcast, he heard that Boss Jiang's food could be eaten even by people who had no appetite, so I hurried over with Lele."

In fact, the process was not complicated, and Liu Shurong didn't talk for too long, it only took a few minutes to tell everything about Wu Wenle before and after suffering from anorexia.

Liu Shurong looked at Jiang Yu with red eyes, and said pleadingly,

"Lele used to be able to eat one or two bites per meal, but now it's rare to eat a few bites a day. He has become so thin now. If this continues, if there is something good or bad, how will his father and I live?
So, I beg Boss Jiang to help me, save my poor child! "

As she spoke, her body softened and she was about to kneel down.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu quickly stood up and supported her, and said repeatedly:

"Aunt Liu, you, don't be like this. I feel uncomfortable seeing Lele's current state. If I can help, I'm definitely willing to help."

After a pause, he said with some embarrassment,

"But, I'm really just a cook. I'm good at cooking. I really don't know anything about healing!"

Yan Tongtong stood aside and felt even more guilty when he saw Jiang Yu's embarrassed face.

It's all my fault, if it wasn't for my outspokenness that brought in Aunt Liu, senior brother wouldn't be in such a difficult situation.

She secretly told herself in her heart:

"Next time, you must control your mouth next time, and you can't cause trouble for senior brother!"

"No, no, boss Jiang, you misunderstood. I didn't ask you to treat Lele."

After hearing Jiang Yu's willingness to help, Liu Shurong quickly explained,

"Actually, it's not that I don't understand. Anorexia is not something that can be cured. I just want to ask Boss Jiang to make some food to see if Lele can eat it.

In the past two or three days, he only ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables, drank a few mouthfuls of rice soup, and a banana. If he doesn't eat anything else, I'm really afraid that he won't be able to handle it! "

Cook something to eat?That's fine.

Jiang Yu thought about it, before Yan Tongtong told him that her roommate who had no appetite could eat the soup dumplings made by herself...

Come to think of it, soup dumplings should be good.

But now it’s almost time for dinner. To make soup dumplings, you have to cook chicken soup in advance, and the chicken soup has to be refrigerated and frozen. It must be too late.

After pondering for a moment, he really couldn't think of any suitable dishes, so he asked,
"Aunt Liu is from Qiantang. Your taste is different from ours in Jiangzhou. People in Jiangzhou like spicy food. Lele must not eat the food here. Can I ask, Lele usually likes to eat the most What is it?"

"Well, we at Qiantang really don't eat spicy food very much, and most of the dishes we eat are relatively bland."

Liu Shurong nodded quickly, with apology in her eyes.

Before, she only thought that her son could eat more food, but she forgot about the difference in taste between the two places. If Jiang Yu was too busy and the dishes he cooked ended up being inedible to Lele, wouldn't that be a waste of his energy?
She thought for a while, then continued,

"After Lele got anorexia, he couldn't eat many of the dishes he usually likes to eat. The doctor also said that he can't eat spicy, fried, pickled, or cold food now, because these will irritate the stomach and intestines. In severe cases, it will worsen the condition.

In the past few days, I have been making him some soup, porridge, etc., and he would occasionally eat a couple of bites. "

When she was talking about this, although Jiang Yu seemed to be listening carefully, in fact he had already begun to recall the dozens of new dishes he had redeemed before.

After thinking about it, his eyes suddenly lit up. This dish is not only delicious, but also rich in nutrition.

The most important thing is that it is also a famous local dish in Qiantang, so it should meet the requirements.

Thinking of this, the expression on Jiang Yu's face relaxed a lot. He turned his head to look at Wu Wenle, and then said to Liu Shurong:
"In this case, let me make Mrs. Song's fish soup. This dish is a famous traditional dish in Qiantang. It is not only light in taste, but also quite nutritious. Lele should be willing to eat a few mouthfuls."

Jiang Yu spoke very cautiously, just saying "should be willing to eat a few mouthfuls", but he didn't dare to brag about it. If it was done and Lele still had no appetite and didn't want to eat, it would be a trivial matter for him to lose face.

What he was worried about was that if he gave the other party a lot of hope, but it turned out to be useless, Liu Shurong would not be able to accept it.

"Sister Song fish soup? Boss Jiang also cooks this dish?!"

Liu Shurong's eyes lit up, but soon she realized that her questioning tone was inappropriate, so she quickly apologized,

"No, no, I don't doubt Boss Jiang, I just couldn't believe it for a while.

Mrs. Song's fish soup is good, and Lele used to like it very much, so please trouble Boss Jiang! "

After speaking, she stood up and bowed deeply to Jiang Yu.

"Don't be so polite. To me, it's just a matter of effort. What's more, it's not certain whether it will work or not."

Jiang Yu waved his hand and said to her in a discussing tone,
"It's past four o'clock, and the cafeteria has to start preparing the students' dinner. I still have a lot of things to do, and there are no ingredients for fish soup in the cafeteria. I have to let someone Go to the vegetable market and buy them."

He turned his head and glanced at Wu Wenle who was sitting beside him, and continued,

"I see that you must be very tired after rushing all the way here. Why don't you go to the hotel to rest for a while and come back at 05:30. By then, the fish soup will be almost ready."

Liu Shurong was still hesitating, and Yan Tongtong, who was standing by the side, didn't know if he had suddenly opened his eyes, and said comprehendingly:

"Auntie, you said that you came here directly from the airport, you probably haven't had time to arrange a hotel yet?
There are only small family hotels around our school, there are no big hotels, and the environment is not very good. However, our school has its own Taoyuan Clubhouse, which has a quiet environment and beautiful scenery. It is usually used to receive guests and alumni attending conferences , usually open to the public,
If Auntie doesn't mind, I can take you and Lele there, it's very close to our Seventh Canteen. "

"Really? Well, that's really great. We came in a hurry, and we really haven't considered the accommodation yet."

When Liu Shurong heard that the Taoyuan Clubhouse was next to the Seventh Canteen, she immediately nodded and agreed. She looked at Yan Tongtong gratefully and said,
"Xiaoyan, I really want to thank you this time!"

Thanks to the girl who told about her roommate in the live broadcast, otherwise she would not have known that the young Boss Jiang has such good cooking skills.

If Lele could really eat Mrs. Song's fish soup made by Boss Jiang, then this girl would be her own nobleman!

When Lele recovers from illness and recovers, I must thank her well.

Under Yan Tongtong's leadership, Liu Shurong and the sickly Wu Wenle left the Seventh Canteen and went to the Taoyuan Hall to arrange accommodation.

From noon to now, the mother and son hurried on the road, running all the way to come here, they really didn't even take a breath, plus the spirit has been tense, at this moment Liu Shurong really feels a little tired.

Anyway, Boss Jiang also said that even the ingredients for this fish soup had to be bought on the spot, and it would not be possible to make it for a while. Instead of staying in the cafeteria and wasting it, it is better to go to the hotel to rest.

After Liu Shurong's mother and son left, Jiang Yu turned around and returned to the kitchen, beckoned, called Shen Deqing over, and arranged for him to make an impromptu trip to the vegetable market to buy a fresh sea bass from Boss Zhao's store.

After finishing these things, he returned to the side dish room, ready to continue working.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Shuwu hurriedly asked, "Boss, what happened?"

"It's nothing serious. A mother and son came from Qiantang City. The child suffered from anorexia. His mother heard from the live broadcast on her mobile phone that the food in our cafeteria is delicious, so she brought her son over to try it."

Jiang Yu briefly explained what happened while washing his hands. After he finished speaking, he shook his head and said helplessly,
"To be honest, I don't even know that the dishes I cook can make anorexics not anorexia.

However, seeing that the child was so skinny, I really couldn't bear it, so I had to make a dish and try it. "

"Hey, the son is the flesh that fell from the mother. Seeing her son like this, she must feel very sad. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, a mother has to give it a try!"

After hearing this, Ma Guoqiang couldn't help sighing, and said in a low voice,

"Boss Xiao Jiang, you did the right thing, as the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, we just do our best, and even if it is useless, it can be regarded as accumulating virtue for ourselves. "

He Chunxiao also nodded and said, "Ever since I became a mother, I can't see this."

Lu Shuwu doesn't care about this. What he cares about is that the boss is making new dishes again!

He subconsciously licked his lips and asked with a smile, "Boss, what are you going to cook this time?"

"They are from Qiantang, of course I cook Qiantang dishes!"

Jiang Yu glanced at him, and asked with a half-smile, "Why, do you want to eat too?"

Lu Shuwu said with a smile on his face: "Hey... If you can do more, that would be even better!"

"Qiantang cuisine is salty and slightly sweet, and this dish is a traditional famous dish in Qiantang cuisine. It is sour, sweet, and slightly salty. Are you sure you want to eat it?"

"Uh, then, forget it."

When Lu Shuwu heard this, the smile on his face froze. As an authentic Xiaoxiang person, he was born with spicy food. How could he be able to eat this sour, sweet and salty dish?

He asked curiously, "What kind of food is this?"

Jiang Yu picked up a drained chicken from the basket on the side and put it on the chopping board, picked up a kitchen knife and chopped it in half, then turned his head to look at Lu Shuwu, and said calmly:
"Sister Song's fish soup."

　The first four shifts are over, and from tomorrow we will resume the shift at [-]:[-] am and [-]:[-] pm.

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