Countryside Magic Doctor

That's why he brought such a box of moon cakes.

After lingering for a whole morning, he Feng released Liu Qianwen who had been exhausted with satisfaction.

Then he buried his head in her hair.

"Hey, why do you only kiss my hair?" Liu Qianwen was a little strange, then turned over and asked.

"Because it can't appear below the neck!" He Feng said with dignity.

After that, he began to tidy up his clothes and prepare to go out for dinner.

"What are you going to eat today?" He Feng asked Liu Qianwen after he drove out of the school gate.

"Whatever!" Liu Qianwen smiled with her mouth covered.

He Feng couldn't help but be covered with black lines and said, "be more specific!"

"Whatever!" Liu Qianwen still said.

He Feng couldn't help but feel helpless, but he couldn't get angry. He had to say helplessly, "sister Qianwen, what do you want to eat? Say it quickly, otherwise, we may not eat anything in the afternoon!"

As he spoke, he Feng looked loveless.

Seeing his helpless expression, Liu Qianwen couldn't help laughing, and then said, "don't go to any big place. There is a rice peel in the county, which is very delicious. Take me there to eat!"

"OK!" He Feng nodded.

Then he drove there.

Most cities or places, a street, an intersection, an insignificant place, may hide the ultimate delicacy.

The same is true here.

He Feng looked at the sign in front of him. There were some rusty small shops, but the diners in sharp contrast to his narrow and dilapidated store were surprised. Then he asked Liu Qianwen, "how did you find such a place?"

But I only heard Liu Qianwen say: "delicious food is used to find. As long as you look carefully, you can certainly find delicious food!"

He Feng nodded and went in.

I only saw that there were 10 tables in the small shop with only 20 or 30 square meters. Each table could only sit four people, and most of the tables were full. After he Feng looked, he went to a table where the diners were about to finish.

He began to wait.

Five or six minutes later, they sat in their seats and began to wait for dinner.

The waiting time is not long, because the production of a bowl of rice noodles is not complicated.

After all, rice peel itself has been processed, and there is no need for any complex processing methods.

Just use seasoning, add enough side dishes, mix it cold, and pour enough soup. It's a bowl of delicious rice.

So, just two or three minutes later, he Feng and Liu Qianwen put two bowls of rice in front of each other.

He Feng is now an authentic traditional Chinese medicine, a kind of medicinal material. As long as it still retains its original smell, he Feng can still smell it clearly, even if the smell is light and even if there are many strong smells blocking its smell.

Judge what medicine this belongs to.

In front of this bowl of rice skin, he Feng didn't eat it as directly as Liu Qianwen, a snack. Instead, he picked up a rice skin with chopsticks, put it in his eyes, smelled it carefully and observed it again.

After that, I couldn't help but cast a puzzled look at the young man selling rice skin.

This rice peel is extraordinary.

It looks ordinary, but why the same ingredients and workmanship, but his home is different, but it is far more delicious than others.

Only the handmade on the signboard is not enough to achieve this. People often boast how delicious handmade is and how delicious handmade is. This is pure nonsense.

After reading several issues, people who love inventions know that the power of science and technology is far greater than that of human beings. Maybe someone who is skilled in craftsmanship and has great skills makes delicious food, but most handicrafts are far less than the machines that have standardized and fixed all delicious food there.

So, as like as two peas of most delicious dishes, the rice shop in front of us has its own formula.

However, compared with other formulas, he Feng undoubtedly pays much attention to this formula. The reason is not because of anything else, but because this formula seems so unusual.

Because it was so common, he was also a little shocked. It was just such a common medicinal material.

It's hard to imagine that he Feng could make the ingredients glow so delicious. Thinking of this, he Feng ate the bowl of rice noodles in front of him.

Then he came to the young man who was rapidly adjusting the rice peel.

After that, he whispered to the young man, "brother, your family's formula is powerful. Did your ancestors do traditional Chinese medicine? If it's not traditional Chinese medicine, it's inevitable to come up with such a powerful method?"

When the young man heard him say this, his face immediately changed, and then a trace of fear and cruelty flashed in his eyes, followed by incomparable anger.

"Why are you asking? Eat your food and don't make trouble here. If you smash the market, we follow Tang's advice here. You have to weigh the weight." the young man said without weakness, as if he was threatening.

He Feng nodded and said, "you said Tang Dazhao. I know this man very well. I played table tennis together at school. Why don't you call him?"

He Feng looked at the young man with a provocative look, as if he was saying to him, you have the ability to hit me.

The cheap appearance is very annoying.

But at this time, Liu Qianwen came over. While walking, Liu Qianwen wiped the grease on his mouth with a napkin and saw he Feng not knowing what to say.

He cast an inquiring look, then walked to He Feng and stood there.

"Brother, I don't mean any harm. I just want to know the person who made this prescription. Why do people with such skills open a small rice noodle shop? It's not good to go out to hang a pot to help the world? Also, I know your formula very well. This thing can deal with outsiders. If an expert smells it a little, he can smell the greasy inside. So let me see that one." He Feng took a spoon beside the bucket, stirred the garlic water in the bucket, and then said to the young man.

As he spoke, he didn't forget to scoop up the number with a spoon, then sprinkle it in the bucket, put his nose together and smell it.

"Funny, an expert can figure out what's in it? What nose do you think you are?" the young man continued to adjust the rice peel and said with disdain.

Seeing that the other party didn't believe him, he Feng showed a bitter smile. Then he said to him, "Puhua, blind root, silver flower..."

Just after saying the names of the three herbs, the young man in front of him couldn't sit still for a moment. He quickly dropped the bowl and whispered in horror: "how do you know? Have you peeked at our formula? Brother, don't tell me. Can I take you to see my grandfather?"