A mouthful of fried rice at a sky-high price, Old Tang apprenticed on the spot

Chapter 673 [Farewell My Concubine]?
At the entrance of the skirt, Wu Lei suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice.

"what happened?"

Li Yi raised his eyebrows, thinking there was something wrong with the taste.

"No…"

Wu Lei stopped coughing, smiled and explained vaguely: "The hem of this skirt is a bit slippery, I almost swallowed it."

Huang Xiaoming was amused by his description and joked: "Is it that slippery? What you said is too exaggerated."

"It's really smooth. It feels like all the gelatin has been stewed out."

Wu Lei licked the edge of his skirt with his tongue, his expression became more and more surprised, he raised his eyebrows and sighed: "Wow! The gelatinous texture is really good! It feels a little sticky when you eat it in your mouth."

"Really? I'll try it."

Huang Xiaoming's curiosity was aroused, and he also took the chopsticks and wanted to taste the hem of the skirt.

But he spotted the hem of a skirt, reached out with his chopsticks and pinched it twice, but the slippery hem of the skirt slipped off his chopsticks twice in a row.

The third time, he finally picked up the skirt and put it into his mouth.

After entering, he couldn't help but pause slightly.

Although he was prepared, the slippery skirt still surprised him.

Just as Wu Lei said, the skirt of the turtle had been stewed to the point of melting, and the gelatinous texture was completely stewed out. It was even softer and smoother than jelly in the mouth, and he almost swallowed it subconsciously.

Fortunately, he held it back, and after a pause, he began to chew it carefully.

When he bit open the hem of the skirt, the scent that belonged exclusively to the turtle was released.

The skirt itself does not have much flavor, but the long time of stewing in water completely simmers the taste of the turtle into the skirt.

When the edge of the skirt was chewed and melted, becoming softer and softer, the aroma also spread on his tongue.

"delicious!"

He couldn't help but admire.

But when he was talking, he found that his teeth were a little sticky, which was caused by the gum on the skirt.

"right?"

Wu Lei raised his eyebrows at him proudly, then took a small bowl, picked up a piece of turtle meat, and ate it with relish.

Huang Xiaoming swallowed the hem of the skirt and wanted to take another bite, but after thinking about it, he still looked at his squab.

The clear stock in the plate mixed with steam, forming a layer of clear pigeon soup at the bottom of the plate.

The squab exudes a fresh and fresh fragrance, mixed with a faint beany-like medicinal fragrance, which is the smell of astragalus.

Smelling the aroma of astragalus, Huang Xiaoming suddenly felt his stomach growl, saliva welled up from the bottom of his tongue, and a sense of hunger emerged.

After swallowing, he took a small bowl and a spoon, and scooped out half a bowl of soup.

After picking up the small bowl and blowing on it a few times, he eagerly took a sip of the soup.

The soup was still a bit hot, but fortunately he sipped it and drank it, so it was acceptable.

After taking a sip of soup, he exhaled and felt that all the pores in his body were relaxing.

The pigeon soup was clear and had a salty and rich taste. After taking a sip, he immediately took a second sip.

For a while, there was only a continuous sound of "suck" and "ha", and he drank up the small half bowl of soup.

"call!"

After finishing the soup, Huang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, the top of his head, the back of his neck, his chest and his back, and his makeup was a little smudged.

Seeing this, the makeup artist hurriedly came forward to touch up his makeup, but was blocked by him.

"No, let me sweat for a while first."

Huang Xiaoming took out a piece of tissue, wiped the sweat on his forehead and neck, and said with a smile: "I just drank a few mouthfuls of soup, why am I sweating so much?" "According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, pores can also breathe. Gas-liquid exchange.”

Li Yi explained with a smile: "This is called skin texture, which belongs to the skin texture, which is the texture of the skin and muscles.

The internal organs are a manifestation of Wei Qi, which has the function of warming and nourishing the internal organs and controlling the opening and closing of the internal organs.

Under normal circumstances, Wei Qi is filled with the arteries and can control and regulate the opening and closing of the arteries.

If the Wei Qi is peaceful, the interstitium will be dense and open and close properly, and it will be able to resist the invasion of external evils.

If the Wei Qi is insufficient, the interstitium will be loose and external evils can invade at any time. "

Huang Xiaoming seemed to understand, and asked doubtfully: "Am I dense or loose?"

"Of course it's loose."

Li Yi explained: "Profuse sweating damages fluids. "Lingshu·Jueqi" says that if fluids are lost, the joints will be opened and sweating will occur.

Profuse sweating is considered sub-health and represents a large loss of body fluids.

Zhang Jingyue, the founder of the Warming and Tonic School in the Ming Dynasty, once said that sweat is Yang Jin, and those who sweat excessively will lose their Jin, so it is said to destroy Yang.

Yang deficiency is a disease caused by persistent sweating, which can cause dehydration and exhaustion.

You're not at the point of dying, but sweating too much isn't a good thing.

It is mentioned in "Su Wen·Ji Tong Lun" that cold means the colic is closed, heat causes the colic to open, and the body is unblocked, causing profuse sweating.

Simply put, closing pores can improve the body's disease resistance and prevent the invasion of external evils.

If you sweat for a long time and have loose or weak joints, wind and cold pathogens will easily invade the body, making it easier to catch a cold.

But it doesn’t work if you don’t sweat at all. If the internal organs are closed and depressed, the hair orifices will be blocked, the lung qi will not be expressed, and the defense qi will not be able to express. The wind and cold evil on the surface cannot be eliminated, which may also cause hot colds and heat stroke. "

Huang Xiaoming didn’t quite understand it, but he didn’t realize it was serious. He smiled and praised: “This is too complicated. I don’t even know whether I should sweat or not sweat.”

"Just don't go to extremes."

Li Yi smiled and said: "It's not good to sweat profusely, and it's not good to not sweat at all. Sweat when you should, but you can recover quickly after sweating, that's right."

Wu Lei sighed vaguely while eating soft-shell turtle: "It feels like Chinese medicine has studied the human body very thoroughly, even the amount of sweating."

"There must be something to a theory that has been running for thousands of years."

Li Yi smiled and then signaled to Huang Xiaoming: "This dish is not for fat people, so you can eat it with confidence."

"Well, I'll finish all of this."

As Huang Xiaoming spoke, he cut the squab open with a spoon, picked up a pigeon leg, and started eating.

After a while, the [Wolfberry Panax Chicken] on the steamer was almost ready.

Li Yi put the wrapped dumplings into the pot. When the dumplings were cooked, the [Wolfberry Panax Notoginseng Chicken] was also steamed.

They cooked the pot together and put it on the counter. Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai couldn't wait to come over, took the bowls and chopsticks, and started eating.

Wu Lei was so stunned that he had finished eating his turtle.

But he felt that it was not enough, so he approached Zhao Jinmai and the others, licking his lips and knowingly asked: "What are you eating? Is it delicious?"

Liu Yifei was amused by him, so she took off the chicken neck and gave it to him.

Seeing Wu Lei chewing with gusto, Li Yi teased: "You have changed my [Fritillary Turtle] into [Farewell My Concubine]!"

"What is Farewell My Concubine?"

Wu Lei didn't understand.

Li Yi explained with a smile: "It is a famous dish in Suqian. It is stewed with soft-shell turtle and chicken. It is called Farewell My Concubine. It also has the effect of nourishing both qi and blood."

"Squid and chicken?"

Wu Lei thought for a moment, then reacted and said with a smile: "The tortoise is the overlord, and the chicken is the concubine, right? This name is so creative."

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