Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 29 Improving the Recipe
Anyone who has some real ability is inevitably noble in his bones.Feng Yao has seen a lot of people like this, not to mention that in ancient times, people who were scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen were the least valued.Therefore, he was not angry, but calmly said: "The old doctor said that I smell like copper, but I dare not take it."

"This old man is a medical clinic. Since you are not sick, leave quickly!" The old doctor has lived for decades, and he has never seen any kind of person.Just looking at Feng Yao's neither humble nor overbearing, she knew in her heart that this is not an ordinary woman, and she must have some unusual plans in her heart.However, this kind of person is the one the old doctor is the most impatient to deal with: "Old people and sick people, if you don't see a doctor, don't fool others!"

Feng Yao turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw a young man standing at the door, dressed in rags, with a sick look on his face.

"Since the old doctor thinks that I am full of copper stink, I will not defend myself anymore. If not, I will give half a catty of this medicinal material to the old doctor." Hearing this, the old doctor was a little surprised, Feng Yao smiled slightly and continued: " Not only that, I will give the old doctor another prescription."

"I want to see, what is the prescription you said?" The old doctor has been practicing medicine for half his life, and he has cured not eight hundred but one thousand diseases.Seeing that Fengyao was so young, she brazenly gave him the prescription, and felt very disapproving.

Feng Yao picked up an star anise, and started to explain from the beginning: "This medicinal material is called star anise. It is warm in nature and pungent in taste. It has the effects of warming yang and dispelling cold, regulating qi and relieving pain. It can be used to treat cold, vomiting, and nausea. Cold colic, abdominal pain, kidney deficiency, low back pain, dry and wet beriberi and other symptoms. Today I will send a prescription from the old doctor, which is for the treatment of severe thorn swelling in the waist. Take star anise, fry it, and drink it for two qian before eating."

After hearing this, the old doctor couldn't help but startled.

Feng Yao bent down and took some star anise from the basket, about half a catty, put it on the old doctor's desk, and wrapped it with paper: "Here is half a catty, I give it to you. If someone gets this disease in the future, So I troubled the old doctor to use the prescription I said to treat it. If it is cured, it will be considered my luck, and I did not go to the mountains to pick it in vain. If the cure is not good, the old doctor will let the patient go to me, and my family will live in a strange place. Mizumurao, never misunderstand again."

"You—" The old doctor doesn't have to worry about others, but the prescription is his lifeline.Hearing Feng Yao's words, he couldn't help raising his eyes to meet hers.But seeing a piece of clarity, without the slightest cunning and selfishness, I couldn't help but believe in it: "How do you know the efficacy of this medicinal material?"

Feng Yao replied flatly: "From the book."

"From what book?" The old doctor couldn't help asking.I regretted it as soon as I said it, this is someone else's secret, how can I say it so easily?Looking at Feng Yao's indifferent and peaceful expression, she looks like a lady from a down and out family. Although she is wearing shabby peasant clothes, she still does not hide her bright and intelligent heart.After a pause, he sat up straight, stroked his beard and said, "Okay, this half catty of medicinal materials will be placed in my place for the time being."

Feng Yao stood up, bowed and saluted: "If it benefits the common people, it is considered a merit." After finishing speaking, she stopped entanglement, put her back on her small basket and walked out.

The old doctor didn't keep him, but beckoned to the boy at the door to check his pulse.Listening to the question and answer behind her, Feng Yao smiled lightly, without any regrets.This is the case, how can there be an easy deal?Being able to sell it for three to two or eight hundred yuan at Chen Ji Seasoning Shop is already a big gain.

As for selling to pharmacies, there is no rush for a while.The old doctor in the medical center doesn't recognize this medicinal material, let alone the shopkeeper of the pharmacy?We can only start from the old doctor and gradually figure it out.

Walking out of the medical hall, the scorching sun scorched his body, and he soon broke out in sweat.Feng Yao hid in the shadow of the eaves on the side of the road, thought carefully, and walked towards the largest restaurant in Huangsha Town.

Wuyou Building is the largest restaurant in Huangsha Town.

Feng Yao walked all the way along the East Street. In the entire Huangsha Town, most of the buildings are bungalows. Occasionally, there are restaurants and restaurants built on two floors, which is very rare.And this worry-free building is actually three stories high.The majestic plaque on the door lintel and the exquisite interior decoration, if someone who is not a wealthy person enters the door, his legs and feet will be weakened in an instant, fearing that this precious place will be polluted.

Unexpectedly, in this ancient town, there is such a place of exquisiteness, which is not inferior to modern starred restaurants.When Feng Yao walked in, she was really surprised.

It's not time to eat at this time, the Wuyou Building is very empty, only a few guys are holding rags, wiping here and there.Seeing Fengyao coming in, he greeted her repeatedly: "Guest officer, please. Have tea or dinner?"

Feng Yao swept her eyes and found a quiet place by the window.It's a pity that there are already people sitting here, so I went to another good seat next to it: "Bring me your recipe."

Hearing this, the little guy who was walking this way was taken aback for a moment: "Recipe?" He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and pointed to the opposite wall and said, "Is this what the guest officer said?"

On the opposite wall, there was a huge red paper more than two feet wide, on which was written in palm-sized black characters: "Cold vermicelli, pickled cucumber, scrambled eggs with green peppers, steamed fish, ground three delicacies, ribs and radishes ..."

Feng Yao glanced briefly, looked back at the smiling young man, and asked, "If the distinguished guests come, will you ask them to see this too?"

If you are a distinguished guest, you must be very familiar with the food in their building.Even if they are not familiar with each other, they will be served by someone.The boy glanced over Feng Yao's body without any trace, and replied with a smile: "Yes."

Hearing the boy's perfunctory, Feng Yao nodded without saying anything, and said, "Bring me a pot of clear tea."

"Okay." The boy replied, turned and walked away.

Not long after, a pot of clear tea was served: "Guests take it easy, just call me if you have anything to do."

"Okay." Feng Yao paid ten Wen for tea, and looked at the figure of the young man leaving, feeling a little appreciative in her heart.I don't despise her because of her shabby clothes, nor do I dislike her outrageous words. If it is placed in modern times, this is the concept of "customer is God".The owner of the Wuyou Building is quite knowledgeable to be able to cultivate such qualified staff.

Filling up a cup and holding it to her lips, Feng Yao began to think while sipping.

Although it is the most common tea, but being held on by Feng Yao's plain hands, it seems to be extraordinary.Raising the cup and sipping lightly, the inadvertently exposed elegance falls in the eyes of others, as if the peerless tea fragrance wafts from the ordinary teacup, which makes people yearn for it.

"This little lady also likes to drink tea?" Sitting at Feng Yao's adjacent table, a middle-aged man was sitting at the seat that Feng Yao had taken a fancy to.He pointed to the purple sand teapot in front of him, and invited: "I have a pot of good tea here, young lady, would you be interested in tasting it?"

Feng Yao raised her eyes, and saw that the man was about 40 years old, with fair complexion, slightly fat, wearing a half-new cotton jacket, his eyes were warm and kind, flashing insight and wisdom.Feng Yao didn't refuse, she got up and picked up the basket, walked over and said, "Thank you."

However, he brought up his own teapot: "The mountain people have their own preferences. Your tea is very delicate, but I can't taste it." I saw the purple sand teapot in front of the man, dark in color, smooth and shiny , It is of great value at first glance.The fragrance of tea wafting from inside is not comparable to Feng Yao's ten-cent clear tea: "Meeting is fate, why don't we stick to what we like, so let's have a drink."

"Okay! It's good to say 'meeting is fate'!" After hearing these words, the middle-aged man laughed, "I don't know your name, what do you call my lady?"

"My surname is Feng." Feng Yao said.

"Lady Feng." Mr. Wen poured a full cup, made a toast, and said, "I just saw that Lady Feng seemed to have some opinions on the recipes? I wonder if you can elaborate?"

"It's just the foolish opinion of some beetles, it's not worth mentioning." Feng Yao said flatly.

There was a flash of surprise in Mr. Wen's eyes, but he still smiled and said: "Miss Feng doesn't have to be so modest. Lady Feng's conversation is extraordinary, and there must be a gap in her chest. It was the young man who didn't understand the depth and neglected Lady Feng. Don't take this anger on me, I'm really wronged. I beg Feng Niangzi to satisfy my curiosity - I don't know what is the particularity of that recipe?"

The so-called wise people don't talk dark words, and sharp people don't play tricks. After hearing a few words from Mr. Wen, Feng Yao already knew in her heart that he is not the kind of person who pretends to be false.Then he stopped whetting his appetite, and said bluntly: "Since Mr. wants to hear it, I will make a fool of myself."

"In this paper, hot dishes, cold dishes, ingredients, and meat dishes are mixed together, and it is very messy. In my opinion, it should be separated into categories. For example, cold dishes: cold vermicelli, pickled cucumber... hot dishes are divided under Vegetarian dishes and meat dishes. Vegetarian dishes: scrambled eggs with green peppers, ground delicacies... Meat dishes: steamed fish, pork ribs and radishes..." Feng Yao's voice was as clear as a mountain spring, and the words were so eloquent that the temperature was out of thin air. It seems to have dropped a few points.

"If this is the case, it will be much more convenient for customers to order food, and it won't be necessary for the waiters to report the name of the dishes every time." Feng Yao concluded in a clear voice.

"Oh?" After hearing this, Mr. Wen paused for a moment on his chubby face.His fingers tapped on the table unconsciously, and he pondered for a while, as if this suggestion was very serious to him.While thinking, she gradually frowned, until Feng Yao finished drinking a cup of tea, she suddenly clapped her hands: "Wonderful! Lady Feng's idea is wonderful!"

Feng Yao smiled lightly: "It's just some humble opinion, just a casual remark."

"Miss Feng is too modest!" Mr. Wen shook his head in disapproval, then frowned, and asked, "But, I have a doubt—in Huangsha Town, after all, there are only a small number of literate people, even if we can write Clear, what's the use?"

Feng Yao put down her teacup, raised her eyebrows slightly: "It's easy."

"Oh?" Mr. Wen showed interest.

Feng Yao said: "If the dish is made of fish, just draw a fish under the name of the dish. If the dish is made of chicken, then draw a chicken under the name of the dish. No No matter how delicate and artistic it needs to be, it’s enough for ordinary people to see what it is.”

"Okay, okay!" After hearing that, Mr. Wen's eyes sparkled, and he said two words "OK" in succession, his voice still not concealing his excitement: "According to this method, if we make a separate recipe for the distinguished guests, You can also look like this!" But remembering just now, Feng Yao became more and more satisfied with what the young man asked: "Do you think it is feasible, little lady?"

(End of this chapter)