The best little cook

Zhang Ye was stunned, but when he saw the look of Tang Lao, he immediately understood: "Tang always wants to learn to cross the river eighteen needles?"

"Ha ha, Dr. Zhang can really see people's heart at a glance."

Tang laughed heartily, but still shook his head and said with a little regret:

"however, Dr. Zhang misunderstood me. I'm old and can't learn any more. I'm talking about my precious granddaughter, who is now a student of Yujing Medical University. I hope she can take you as her teacher and follow you to learn this lost unique skill. I just don't know... "

Zhang Ye looks at Tang Lao's sincere eyes, and then thinks that he just met by chance and said to help himself, which is really a virtuous old man.

But he still laughed bitterly and said, "Mr. Tang, it's not me who sweeps my treasure. The main reason is that there must be special skills to help me with the 18 needling. I'm afraid Miss Tang is too late."

"Ah? It's a pity that it should be so. " Tang said it was a pity, but his eyes were filled with disappointment.

It can be seen that he really hopes that someone in his family can carry forward Chinese medicine. Of course, this is not his selfishness, but everyone will think of his relatives first.

Looking at the disappointment of the old man, Zhang Ye was not very comfortable, but suddenly he had an idea. He thought of the way he used to treat the peasant woman before, and asked uncertainly, "don't you know if you've ever heard of the four seasons acupuncture?"

"Dr. Zhang, are you talking about the four seasons needling technique of Sun Simiao

When Tang heard this, his breathing became difficult. He seemed even more surprised than when he heard the eighteen needles of Du Er.

This is not to say that the four seasons needling technique is more powerful than the 18 needling techniques for crossing the river. The main reason is that the 18 needling techniques for crossing the river are too vague. In the long history, there is no evidence to check.

But the four seasons needling method is real, which is Sun Simiao's unique secret skill. Although it is also lost, there are relevant records in the book.

"Well, it's the four seasons needling. If Miss Tang wants to learn, four seasons needling should suit him. "

"Really? Great, Dr. Zhang. You, you can let me say something. "

Tang Lao excitedly held Zhang Ye's hand. It seemed that he had already taken good care of his son-in-law, for fear that he might run away.

"I'm a doctor, and it's my duty to promote Chinese medicine." Zhang Ye light smile way.

"Future generations are formidable. I'm so lucky to have such a kind-hearted talent as you now." Mr. Tang was so excited that he burst into tears that he knew what to say.

Finally, Zhang Ye and Tang Lao exchanged telephone numbers, and agreed on the time of the next meeting, which finally got out.

Whoo!

It's really tiring to get along with these dignitaries. I'd better go to find sister Yan'er. I don't know what happened after she was promoted to lobby manager.

Zhang Ye changed his clothes with a smile and went directly to the lobby manager's office. At a glance, he saw that Feng Yan was dealing with some work.

Feng Yan's sudden promotion today surprised many people, especially the people in the hotel who heard that her promotion was appointed by the big boss, which made these people have a great change in their attitude towards her.

At first, some people who looked down on her began to flatter her. Of course, some envious people spoke ill of her behind her back, thinking that she must have climbed into the big boss's bed by virtue of her beauty.

Of course, these words have not yet reached Feng Yan's ears, and she is still a very stable lobby manager.

What's more, with Mo Yunhai's promise, she won't stay in this position for long, and will soon become vice president.

At this time, she is seriously dealing with the work of the hotel, suddenly heard footsteps at the door, can't help looking up.

"Eh, you're here, Ono. What's the matter with Mr. Mo?" Feng Yan gently laughed, gathered her hair, and exuded the temperament of a mature imperial sister.

"Sister Yan'er, don't you believe me? Of course, she's cured." Zhang Ye grinned to gather up, suddenly a light soap floated into his nose.

"Sister Yan'er, you are so fragrant." He said with a smile.

"Go, stinky Ono, don't do that. Now that it's all right, you can go home as soon as possible. You have to go to work tomorrow. " Feng Yan's face turned red and her heart jumped up for no reason.

"Ah? No, sister Yan'er, you'll drive me away as soon as I come. " Zhang Ye wailed.

"Go back quickly and have a good rest. You have a lot of work to do now. You can't be tired out, or your family will feel sorry for you." Feng Yan blushed and said that there was another person she didn't dare to say, because it was herself.

"Well, I'll go back. Don't be too tired, sister Yan'er, or you won't be beautiful." Zhang Ye said with a smile.

"Go, go, don't delay my work." Feng Yanlian pushed Zhang Ye out of the office, and then went back to sit on the chair.

I don't know why, no matter how concentrated she is, she can't enter the working state. Her mind is full of Zhang Ye's reassuring figure in the box.Zhang Ye out of the sea of clouds Hotel, the heart is still sorry to mutter, waved on a taxi.

In the taxi, he quietly looked at the neon street outside the window, and his heart could not help pouring out some complex emotions.

Today's things come out in his mind, one by one like a movie.

But now, he doesn't know whether he should hate Yue Yao or thank her.

If she did not abandon her poverty, they would continue to live in such a poor life. Although they love each other, they will lose a lot of wonderful life.

But there is no if in his life. His fate has been completely changed since he cut himself by beating the table angrily that day, and then put his blood on chef Bai's antique knife. Finally, he entered the dream and got the super inheritance of master Lian Tian and the ancient book covering heaven.

I have to say that everything in this world has a definite number.

It seems that the words of our ancestors are really good.

Zhang Yili sighed. Anyway, he and Yue Yao have become the past, and he will be better in the future.

Now he has not only culinary heritage and medical skills, but also many strange prescriptions.

Weight loss, beauty, aphrodisiac, a variety of prescriptions almost cover all the diseases of modern society.

As long as you have the opportunity to mass produce these magic prescriptions, I'm afraid every prescription can sweep the world.

At that time, I was on the top of my life.

"Hum, those who look down on me will wait. Sooner or later, I will reach a height you can't even look up to."