Sure enough, he is ill. Depending on the situation, there is no need to invite Sun Simiao, but the illness is definitely related to Lao Sun. My phobia of famous doctors makes me stay away from this old Chinese doctor who has been rampant in the medical world for nearly a decade. It is undeniable that this old gentleman will leave a legacy to future generations.

There are many precious things. In my opinion, the most representative ones are not those medical masterpieces, but the great contributions made in cooking.

It’s a long story, and it has something to do with the pigs I rescued from the water on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. It’s a wonderful thing. It smells bad and tastes delicious. In the past, because Ying objected desperately, I had to go out to eat with my two daughters. Although

The store's approach is not satisfactory, but it can satisfy your craving to some extent.

The most famous snack in the Guanzhong area for thousands of years is not mutton steamed buns, but a kind of delicacy called gourd head. Unfortunately for Ying, she lived in an era when gourd head appeared for less than half a year, and she was destined to be unable to escape this

The devil's claws of the gadget. And Mr. Sun's unique medicinal formula not only

The oily smell in the intestines is removed, without destroying the taste, while adding more freshness. The soup is fragrant and meaty, fat but not greasy. A medicinal gourd hanging on the stove of the big pot with hot soup is a symbol of Mr. Sun's visit. It has become

The savior of the pig waste manufacturing industry, his reputation in the industry is even greater than the title of King of Medicine.

It's a pity that I, a Guanzhong native who grew up eating gourd heads, have never figured out the industry's recipe. If the pig intestines are made well, it will really make people want to leave. If they are not made well, Ying's current appearance is an example. Not only can't they eat it,

Even smelling it can make you vomit and turn your head upside down.

I was overconfident. In order to welcome the Spring Festival, I strived to improve my cooking. Without knowing the recipe, I rashly ordered the kitchen to make a pot of pig intestines. Then, an unfortunate thing happened. The food was very tasty, and I made it up.

The wonderful formula makes Ying curious

I stood there for about ten seconds before crumbling. The symptoms were not obvious at the time. At night, with my encouragement, I plucked up the courage to eat such a thin slice. Maybe it took care of my face, or I had deep respect for the king of medicine and endured the humiliation.

After swallowing it, he just said he was tired and lay down on the kang to fall asleep.

I didn't care, who knew it wouldn't work today. Not to mention the pig intestines, all the furniture and food in the kitchen were smelling fishy. Even boiled eggs in the shell were unavoidable. I ate two bunches of candied haws in one go to suppress the smell.

After vomiting half-dead, he rolled on the kang and pretended to be dead.

"It's not that serious, is it?" I was a little embarrassed. Over the years, all the food that came out of my hands were exquisite dishes with good color, flavor and flavor. But this time, it fell on pig intestines. Not to mention that a lifetime of wisdom was ruined. Ying Fei had to

He said that I smell like pig intestines and told me to avoid him. This hurts my self-esteem too much.

"There are two more girls." Ying was covered tightly with the quilt, only half of her face showing bitterness and hatred, "go take a bath and change clothes quickly. I'm going to die."

"It's been washed." I glanced at the two girls, who nodded, and washed it three times. It would have caused hemiplegia. I sat aside apologetically, "The pig's intestines were fed to the dogs, and they are gone a long time ago.

"I admire Wangcai and Zhenbi more about this. They both praised my craftsmanship, which is the only gratifying thing.

"Don't say it." Ying Jingui turned her face away. The word "pig intestine" seemed to have evil magic power. When she said it, it was like the intestines were present in person. She quickly put her head out and held a basin and retched, which made me and the other two women retching.

At a loss what to do.

This is too exaggerated. It is a big blow to my confidence. I have to get up from where I fell. I still don’t believe it. If the gourd head seller doesn’t give me the formula, I won’t go to Sun Simiao myself?

An old man who cultivates his character and body with virtue and possesses both virtue and art. He has passed through five famous emperors, Yang Jian, Yang Guang, Li Yuan, Li Shimin, and Li Zhi. However, he can cultivate his character and character, and refuses to be rewarded by the court. He regards his fame and achievements as dirt. He treats diseases and saves people.

, asking for medical advice. Based on his age, he is now estimated to have reached the state of harmony between man and nature.

Immortal? The most famous medical scientist in the world also likes pig intestines. Just because we have similar tastes, we have to pay a visit. By the way, we can get the original recipe of gourd head, which will regain my first reputation in the palace cooking.

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I have to pack well before I go. Since the old gentleman doesn’t like being an official, he must also discriminate against the children of officials. My dress is a bit fashionable. Coarse cotton clothes are considered luxury goods nowadays, and the linen pieces wrapped around me are a bit cold. Wearing fur is against me.

Code of conduct for associate members of Greenpeace...Actually, the most important thing is that I don’t know where the old man lives.

I was afraid that the old man would go to the south to collect herbs in the winter and return to the north in the summer. Several people I knew well shook their heads inexplicably. It seemed that his whereabouts were indeed strange.

"Find you a miracle doctor!" Ying saw that I was dressing up in a weird way, which was disgraceful to the family tradition, and refused to let me go out. I said emphatically: "A miracle doctor!"

"I'm not sick, who's the miracle doctor?" Ying ignored this and changed her clothes again. "Eating less fat sausage in the future will save my life."

This won't work. A few small bites will kill me. Anyway, I have to rest for a few days during the New Year. I have a lot of time to wander around. Since I am suspected at home of having poisonous gas retained in my large intestine, it is not a bad idea to go out for a walk.

"It's not okay to disturb the old god." In order to show that he used the formula specified by Sun Simiao, the owner of Hulutou shop shook his head incomprehensibly, "How can he fly in the clouds and mist, how can you and I just see it?

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"You're still so greedy for money after the new year, so hurry up and close down shop." He cursed at the arrogant and shabby boss, and raised his hand in a threatening manner, "This is obviously not Mr. Sun's recipe, and it's not the right gourd.

Obviously a fake and shoddy merchant!”

"You can't just say this casually!" The boss was a little annoyed. Although I dressed up in a dignified manner, I couldn't help but contradict him, "Please tell me, there are 16 Hulutou shops in Chang'an City. If you want to eat authentic ones,

Come to the shop, I won't argue with you whether you are his direct descendant.

It’s not too late to comment after trying the recipe.” After that, regardless of whether I wanted to or not, I put two freshly baked geothermal pancakes in the bowl and brought them over, “Have you ever tasted the Sui Xin that you feel is not as good as others, this gourd Sui

Take it off, don't say you are greedy for money at the end of the year, the shop will never open again!"

Hey, this boss has a bad temper and eats as he pleases. He came out early in the morning and was hungry because he had no food. He took the sea bowl with disdain and started to break the buns. Feeling the strength of the hot buns in his hands, he was about to die by two points.

Noodles, well, this aspect has not changed much in more than a thousand years. The soup pot is boiling, two cooked chickens are tumbling with the boiling water, and the aroma is fragrant.

"Why don't you take out the seasoning packet?"

"Humph," the boss sneered a few times, without explaining, not bothering to look at me. He took a bowl of seaweed, poured it into the soup with a large ladle, and scooped it into the bowl three or four times. He raised the big bowl over his head and used the spoon to scoop the seawater into the bowl.

The hot soup pours back mightily

The soup pot. Three times in a row, I let the broken pancakes fully absorb the aroma of the original soup, then sprinkled a handful of diced fat intestines in. The soup was topped with chopped green onion, garlic sprouts and other condiments, neatly stacked, and brought it over arrogantly, "Please!"

How dare you talk to a dignified Marquis even if you are selling a gourd head? Cheng Churuo had his store smashed up if he couldn't protect himself when he was there. He dared to do this to get Sun Simiao's limelight.

There is a local evil in Guanzhong. I was thinking about who would come. Just as I lowered my head and wanted to take a bite, Cheng Chuzhong's angry voice sounded in my ears, "Big bowl, four steamed buns. Add three portions of intestines!"

My appetite was okay, so I ignored him and took two big bites despite the high temperature in the bowl. My mouth was so hot that I flipped it around. It was very satisfying. The taste was decent, although it was not as good as the specially made large intestine rice for Wangcai and his party at home. Look.

It’s hard to say that the boss is so generous.

"Do you know how to break the buns?" Cheng Chu, who was dressed in short clothes, sat on the table behind me. He broke the buns in a very unprofessional way, and even though they were uneven in size, he also stuffed two pieces into his mouth while they were still hot, which was insulting to politeness.

He glared with an angry look on his face, and in an instant the spring breeze turned into rain and the sun shone brightly. "Brother Zihao, what a coincidence, I was just about to send New Year's goods to your home."

"No need for today. Come with me to find someone later." It just so happened that with Cheng Chu with us, it would be much easier to find someone.

As he was talking, Cheng Chu brought the bowl over and arrogantly pushed away the diners at my table, occupying their seats with dignity. Taking advantage of the situation, he shouted to the boss: "Warm mixed intestines. Two plates." After saying that, he smiled at me. "

The food is a bit vulgar, but the taste is not bad. I have eaten here several times."

"Is this really Mr. Sun's recipe?"

"False!" Cheng Chu grinned, "People of Mr. Sun's age rarely eat meat, so how can they have the appetite to eat fat intestines? They just brag about it."

"Maybe the old man thinks that fat intestines are nourishing and eating too much will prolong your life." Looking at Cheng Chu's disapproving expression, he thought, "Do you know Mr. Sun?"

"I visited my grandpa several times in the early years and taught me a set of boxing techniques to strengthen my body. I did it once in the morning and evening," he said, twisting his arms proudly, and the cotton-padded jacket rustled with the tenderloin. "Grandpa often talks to Sun.

Sir, we talked about health preservation. As far as the capital is concerned, I haven’t seen anyone who is more energetic than grandpa."

This is, Mr. Cheng’s spirit is first-rate. Don’t compare with the old hero, he is much more heroic than me. He can take in as many concubines as he needs to open a weaving workshop. It seems that he has to communicate with Sun Xianren, and Gourd Head is second.

, this knowledge of keeping one's health strong and following concubines needs to be discussed. I have been overworked recently. Although I am not yet at the age where I am unable to do what I want, it is still necessary to take preventive measures before they happen.

"Take me to meet his old man," he said casually, poking at the intestines in the bowl. The boss was bullying. Cheng Chu had four or five intestines in his bowl, but I didn't have any. It seemed that it was necessary to smash the facade to practice.

"Just in time, I heard that I just returned to Beijing from Tianshui and lived in Nanzhengfang. In order not to disturb Mr. Sun's Qing Dynasty, it was a house given by the emperor. There are not many people in Beijing who can ask about the right place!" Cheng Chu said proudly.

The bowl is held to the top, the horse is squatting firmly, the lion is shaking its head, the monkey is catching lice, the arms are rounded, and with every exhale and inhale, all four elements are empty.

The military's behavior and appetite are harmful to the country and the people. It's easy to get stomach problems when eating with this kind of people. I always feel like I'm in a ghost. Fortunately, I have solid skills. I ended the battle at the same time as Cheng Chu put down the bowl. I ignored the restaurant owner's inquiry about how he felt after the meal.

The two men used their horses to kill Nan Zhengfang.

It belongs to the inner courtyard and is arranged like an urn city. Ordinary people are likely to be accidentally injured if they approach here. As a doctor, there is no need to live in such a high-end residential area. Anyone who wants to see a doctor has to risk his life to come in. It seems

No matter what age you are, doctors are still the coolest.

A large house, a luxurious villa, and the old fairy is at home. The door is majestic outside, and the inside is fresh and elegant. The wintersweet is in full bloom, and the evergreens on both sides of the long house are neatly trimmed, but there are not many handymen, making it slightly deserted.

The semicircular door to the courtyard was lightly opened, and the little maid gently patted the door knocker. Without waiting for anyone inside to react, she pushed open the half door and motioned for us to enter.

Only then could I smell the smell of medicine. The smell of medicine became stronger the further I walked in. I was quite repelled by this smell. Cheng Chu followed the smell and took dozens of deep breaths, feeling as if he was on drugs. He praised: "Immortal energy!"

"Be careful of serious miasma." He wanted to cover his nose, but was afraid of being rude, so he answered angrily.

"Hehehe..." I was complaining. Several loud laughters came from the room, "No need to take medicine, eat light, warm up a little or eat a couple of hungry meals, the flatulence will go away on its own."

Damn it, we are still some distance away from the house, and my voice is not loud. Let alone an old man in his 70s or 80s, young people may not be able to hear clearly. I am very scared.

He and Cheng Chu looked at each other and hurriedly entered the room. There were no tables, chairs or benches. At the end of the long carpet on the floor, a thin old man with gray hair and a kind-hearted look was sitting cross-legged. This is more troublesome. You have to take off your shoes. Regardless of the miasma and flatulence, come forward first.

Let’s say goodbye.

"My dear boy, Wang Xiu, kowtow to Grandpa Yaowang." Before Cheng Chu could say anything, he kowtowed first and then continued. He had kowtowed to the clay statue when traveling to Yaowang Mountain before, so it was just a review.

"Wang Xiu, is this Cheng Chu here?" Sun Simiao waited for us to finish our salutes before smiling and waving his hands. "Just now when I returned to Beijing, I ran into two little babies. Are you here to see me for a visit, or are you asking me for a prescription?

I can't afford a prescription unless I see a sick person. You two are young and just need to move your limbs frequently. You will be immune to all diseases, so there is no need to run to me."

"I came here specifically to pay my respects to you," the old gentleman said quickly. He knew he was a man of action. He planned to drive people away as soon as he kowtowed. He was so bold. He pulled Cheng Chu. This student was too stupid and wanted to destroy the facade.

Bi speaks eloquently and just nods and laughs stupidly, which is unfortunate for the teacher.

"Haha..." Sun Simiao smiled at Cheng Chu, "Your grandfather couldn't bear his temper after all. He attacked the city and built the stronghold without delaying self-cultivation and cultivation. Even if it is very different from my tone, it can also prolong his life."

Not only is this inconsistent with Sun Simiao's tone, I'm also puzzled by his fiery temper and burning, killing and looting. Mr. Cheng has never done anything except immoral things in his life. Not many people admire this kind of health regimen, but the results are there. I don't accept it.

no.

"Actually, I'm here to seek help from Grandpa Yao Wang," I don't expect Cheng Chu to be able to help. From the tone of my voice, I can tell that the great immortal has a bad impression of us, so I quickly stopped talking before the old man could lower his face. "
To be continued...