"Oh, I understand, no wonder," Xiang Jin nodded suddenly. It's no wonder that his second uncle has not introduced new things for so many years, and his cooking skills are only average. There are still people who come to support him, and he has not been driven out.
One is that there is no competitiveness, and the other is that there is no choice in the area. The three of them probably do it for the sake of their comradeship.
Han Che looked at Xiang Jin expectantly and said, "How is it? Is it okay?"
Yan Chen said, "You can't ask for the recipe. You have to buy it with money. Let's first decide how much it will cost."
Han Che looked sideways at Yan Chen with a confused look on his face, as did Xiang Jin. Yan Chen said, "Because Xiang Jin owns the prescription, and your second uncle uses it to make money."
Han Che suddenly understood, "Oh, I understand, I understand, Xiang Jin, tell me how much a piece will cost, and I will buy it with you?"
Xiang Jin waved his hand, "That's not necessary, but when it comes to cooking, everyone has their own cooking characteristics and habits, so they may not necessarily be able to cook the same taste.
of.
For example, each of us has different control over the heat of cooking, control over the temperature of oil, and the amount of seasonings, etc., etc., etc., etc., thousands of people may not be able to cook the same dish.
There are thousands of different flavors.”
Han Che nodded, "I know, I know, I remember the taste of the two dishes you made. I can let them cook it when the time comes. I will taste it until it tastes similar to yours."
.”
Xiang Jin rolled his eyes to the sky speechlessly, "Okay, then I'll tell you how to cook those two dishes."
Just when Xiang Jin was about to tell him what to say about the two dishes, Han Che pushed her into the room and said, "Come on, come on, please write it down. What you said, I will
You may remember it, but you may forget it after a while.”
"Dizzy," Xiang Jin couldn't help but rolled his eyes to the sky again speechlessly, but he still walked in the direction of his house.
Yan Chen frowned when he saw Han Che's actions, then he quickly stepped forward and pulled him over, "Wait a moment, I have something else to tell you."
"What's going on?" Han Che stood still.
Yan Chen pointed to the direction where they had been sitting just now, "Bring that stool with you. I saw that Xiang Jin took that stool out of her room at that time. I guess there is no one in her room at the moment."
Stool, if you ask her to write you a recipe, you can't ask others to write it to you while standing, right?"
"Oh oh oh, okay, okay," Han Che ran back and picked up two stools before heading towards Jin's house. However, when he saw Yan Chen walking in front with nothing in his hands, he
He couldn't help complaining, "Yan Chen, you're a lazy person. Since you know that Xiang Jin doesn't have a stool in his house, you can just bring one with you. Why did you ask me to go back and get it?"
Yan Chen turned around and looked at him angrily and said, "She is writing recipes for you and not for me. Why should I help you get a stool? Since you are asking for something, shouldn't you?
Do you look like you are asking for help from others?"
"Oh, yes?" Han Che thought and then nodded.
The two of them entered Xiang Jin's room together and saw that Xiang Jin had already sat at the desk in front of the window and started writing seriously.
Han Che looked at Yan Chen and said, "Don't she have a stool?"
Yan Chen easily took a stool from his hand, "Oh, I don't know, I thought she only had one stool in her room, but it doesn't matter, you and I will each sit on one later."
Han Che nodded, and then the two of them placed the stools near the wall of Xiang Jin's desk, sat down together, and then looked around Xiang Jin's room.
This time, Yan Chen discovered that there was a bamboo screen in Xiang Jin's room. It was placed in the middle of the room, dividing the room into two sections. The innermost section was her bedroom.
, as a privacy space, and the screen
In the outermost area, there is nothing except for a wooden cabinet from Aunt Liao's house placed in the northwest corner of the wall and a small dustpan on the cabinet. This area is equivalent to a simple
's study room.
This study is still very neatly tidied. In addition to being simple, it is clean and bright at a glance.
Han Che said, "Xiang Jin, isn't the arrangement in your room too simple? There is almost nothing?"
Xiang Jin said, "Why does it have to be so complicated? It will be troublesome for us to move when the time comes, so that's it, it's good."
"No, don't you girls all like to raise some flowers and plants? Why don't you put two pots of flowers and plants in your house? That would look a little greener and livelier, right? Your house is a bit...
It doesn’t look like a place where girls live, but it looks a bit like a boy’s living environment.”
The corner of Xiang Jin's lips curled up, "Isn't it enough to make me angry enough when a living person like me lives in it? Besides, I'm so busy every day, how can I have time to take care of them? Otherwise, I won't be able to make them angry.
But it won’t be good if you develop a dead spirit.”
"Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about? Hurry up and spit it out. It's unlucky to be so lifeless." Han Che quickly frowned and pouted three times in a row.
Xiang Jin joked, "You are more superstitious than my mother. Don't worry, I don't do bad things. How can there be any unlucky thing?"
Han Che asked, "Isn't it true that good people only live a short life and cause trouble for thousands of years?"
Xiang Jin's face suddenly darkened, and he glared at him with squinting eyes, "I really want to hit you, believe it or not?"
In her last life, she was a good person who dealt with everything impartially and adhered to the principles of fairness and justice. However, she was so young that she was retaliated to death before she could even have a relationship, and then she came to this remote and backward place.
She became a farmer in the mountains, and she was extremely depressed.
Receiving her warning look, Han Che smiled at her, and then whispered to Yan Chen in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "So tough, you said you will grow up in the future."
Who dares to marry her?"
Yan Chen raised his eyes and looked at him calmly for a moment before saying, "You don't need to worry about this!"
Han Che nodded, "That's right, her mother should worry about this."
Yan Chen was speechless immediately, glanced at him angrily, and said, "You idiot!"
"What did you say?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just want you to go back with the recipe this time and ask your second uncle for a commission."
Han Che immediately said, "That's right, I found a new recipe for him, and he sold the money and went out. Isn't that a contribution from me? Oh, you tell me, I will ask them for it then.
How much commission is good?”
Yan Chen said, "Then how do I know? I don't know how much he will sell these two items and how much money he will make at that time?"
Han Che thought for a while and then nodded, "Yeah, forget it, let's wait until they make this dish. It seems it's a little early to calculate the commission now."
Yan Chen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, but directly picked up a book from Xiang Jin's desk and opened it to read.
However, Han Che began to look at Xiang Jin's house again. Suddenly he became curious about the contents of the small dustpan on the cabinet not far away, and followed him over.
Then after seeing the thing, he said with a look of surprise, "Xiang Jin, you actually have Phellinus mulberry in your house?"
Xiang Jin turned sideways and looked at him, "Do you still know Sang Huang?"
"Are you looking down on me?" Han Che said with a proud and provocative look on his face.
Yan Chen explained to Xiang Jin, "His grandfather and uncle both studied Chinese medicine. His grandfather is a senior professor at the Hospital Affiliated to the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and his uncle is also the chief physician there. His second uncle opened a private hospital in the provincial capital.
Chinese medicine clinic, so he will be exposed to some Chinese medicinal materials since he was a child."
Xiang Jin nodded, "Oh, so your family is actually a family of traditional Chinese medicine?"
Han Che corrected him with an arrogant look on his face, "Wrong, it's not our family, but my grandpa's family. But it's not an exaggeration to say it's an aristocratic family. Five generations of my grandpa's family have studied Chinese medicine."
Xiang Jin gave him a sincere thumbs up, "Awesome!"
Han Che pretended to be modest and said, "Oh, it's just so-so."