Chapter 9 Delicious and Crying

After arriving in the kitchen, Zhang Dafu asked, "Doctor Qin, what do you need to do?"

Qin Haodong said, "The little guy has just been sick, so it's better to eat something light. Let's cook some porridge for him. Is there any Babao rice here?"

"There are, but they are raw rice that has not been soaked, so it is not suitable for cooking porridge."

Zhang Dafu despised Qin Haodong again in his heart. To make eight-treasure porridge, rice should be soaked in advance, at least for four or five hours. This is common sense known to ordinary people, and he wants to make eight-treasure porridge directly, but he does not know how to cook at all!

"It doesn't matter, just give me the rice!"

Seeing Qin Haodong's insistence, Zhang Dafu naturally couldn't say much, so he took a small bowl of Babao rice and sent it to Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong said: "This is not enough. There must be a lot of people who want to eat later, and they need to take some more."

"Uh……"

First mate Zhang was speechless. I really don't know where this Doctor Qin's confidence came from. The Lin family has already been ripped off by his cooking skills. Ordinary food is simply disgusting. How can they eat the most ordinary eight-treasure porridge.

But since Qin Haodong wants it, just give it, anyway, it's not himself who will be embarrassed to wait.

Thinking like this, he returned and took a large bowl of Babao rice and sent it over.

Qin Haodong washed the rice and started to cook porridge. He also knew that ordinary eight-treasure rice needed to be soaked for a period of time, but Emperor Qingmu naturally didn't need to do it like ordinary people.

He was originally an innate wood-type physique, and he practiced the top-level wood-type exercises, so he was very good at manipulating plants. In his hands, the grains in Babao Rice quickly brought their value to the extreme. Ten minutes later, a strong aroma filled the kitchen.

"It's so fragrant, so fragrant, uncle doctor, your porridge is so fragrant, when can you give Tang Tang?"

The little guy stood beside him, looking at the tumbling porridge pot, he couldn't help swallowing, and later put a white and tender little finger into his mouth to satisfy his hunger, looking like a snack food.

"Tang Tang, this is very unsanitary."

Qin Haodong said, and pulled the little guy's fingers out of his mouth.

"But the genius doctor, Tang Tang really wants to eat it!"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine!"

Qin Haodong said that he turned off the fire on the stove and brought down the porridge pot.

Zhang Dafu has been watching from the side. When the smell of the porridge pot wafted out, he looked surprised. He didn't understand how Qin Haodong could make ordinary eight-treasure porridge so fragrant.

Seeing Qin Haodong bring down the porridge pot, he couldn't help but say, "Doctor Qin, even the soaked eight-treasure rice has to be boiled for about half an hour before you can eat it. It's just over ten minutes, so it's not hot yet, right?"

"It doesn't matter, my cooking method is unique, and the porridge is ready." Qin Haodong said with the porridge pot in one hand and the little guy in the other, "Let's go, it's time for dinner!"

"Okay, okay, I can finally eat something delicious..."

Tang Tang excitedly followed Qin Haodong back to the table, two big cute eyes always staring at the porridge pot, and refused to leave for a moment.

Out of courtesy, Lin Zhiyuan and Lin Momo sat at the dinner table without moving their chopsticks, waiting for Qin Haodong. Seeing him come back so soon with a pot of fragrant porridge in his hand, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"Uncle Doctor, hurry up, hurry up, Tang Tang can't wait!"

As the little guy spoke, he swallowed desperately.

"Don't worry, it's fine!"

Qin Haodong said that he filled a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, stirred it with a spoon, and transformed into a trace of icy infuriating in his hand to help the little guy cool the porridge, and quickly sent it to Tang Tang.

He put a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge into the little guy's mouth and asked, "Is it delicious?"

But Tang Tang didn't care about answering him at all, grabbed the spoon directly from Qin Haodong's hand, and ate it in a big mouth, that cute and cute appearance made everyone laugh.

After laughing, Lin Momo was curious again, is the porridge made by this guy really that delicious? You must know that Tang Tang is the treasure of the family. She has eaten all the delicacies of the mountains and the sea. She is very picky, and she has never seen her love to eat the same thing.

Qin Haodong saw Lin Momo's doubts, and brought two more bowls of porridge to Lin Zhiyuan and her, "Everyone, try it and see how my craft is."

Lin Momo first picked up the spoon and ate a little ladylike, and then she moved quickly. Compared with the little guy, the speed didn't give way at all. It was almost like robbing.

Looking at the foodie images of two beauties, big and small, Lin Zhiyuan really despised the two in his heart. How can we say that we are also big families, and we have never eaten anything delicious, just a bowl of porridge. As for this?

While thinking about it, he also picked up the spoon. After the first mouthful of porridge, he suddenly widened his eyes, and then ate it in big mouthfuls, quickly eating a bowl of porridge.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious! I've never eaten such delicious porridge before." Lin Zhiyuan said to Qin Haodong, "Doctor Qin, your craftsmanship is so good, can you give me another bowl?"

Qin Haodong filled Lin Zhiyuan's bowl with a smile, and Lin Momo also ate up the porridge in the bowl. Although her cheeks were flushed and she was a little embarrassed, she couldn't help handing the bowl to Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong filled her porridge bowl. At this time, the little guy was a little anxious, and while eating, he shouted vaguely: "Leave some for me! Save some for me! The genius doctor must leave some for Tang Tang... "

Qin Haodong patted her little head dotingly, "Don't worry, there is something for you to eat!"

"Doctor Qin, can you give me a taste?"

Qin Haodong turned his head and saw that it was chef Zhang Dafu who was talking.

Zhang Dafu was full of curiosity. He had never seen the Lin family eat so rudely. If it wasn't for Lin Zhiyuan's wealth, he would have thought it was a nursery brought by Qin Haodong, just a bowl of eight-treasure porridge.

It was precisely because of this that he was also curious, and he wanted to taste the taste of Qin Haodong's porridge.

"Okay, welcome advice!"

Qin Haodong said that he gave Zhang Dafu a bowl of porridge.

Zhang Dafu put a tablespoon of porridge into his mouth, and suddenly felt a strong aroma hit his taste buds, thousands of times stronger than what he had just smelled.

"This is the fragrance of longan, this is the strong fragrance of jujube, this is the sweet fragrance of barley..."

He chewed slowly, enjoying the feast for his taste buds brought by this bowl of eight-treasure porridge. At this time, he finally understood why the people of the Lin family were so obsessed. The eight-treasure porridge cooked by Qin Haodong was really delicious.

Unconsciously, two lines of hot tears flowed down the corners of Zhang Dafu's eyes. Yes, he did cry, and he cried because of this bowl of porridge.

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at Zhang Dafu, and despised him again in his heart. He was such a chef that he cried when he was eaten by a bowl of porridge. It was really worthless.

Although he was thinking this way, his subordinates did not stop, and soon sent the empty bowl in front of Qin Haodong.

Zhang Dafu quickly drank the porridge in the bowl. Although he was still in the mood, he wanted to have another bowl, but as a chef, he couldn't follow the master to grab the porridge, so he could only reluctantly put the bowl in his hand on the table.

He didn't understand how Qin Haodong could cook the ordinary eight-treasure porridge so well. He stayed by his side the whole time while cooking, and he didn't see any special techniques!

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he said to Qin Haodong: "Doctor Qin, Zhang Dafu, I have eaten all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas in my life, but I have never had such delicious porridge. You apologize."

He is really convinced now, he just said that Qin Haodong's craftsmanship is not as good as himself, and now he realizes that he has been beaten in the face.

Zhang Dafu bowed apologetically to Qin Haodong and said, "Doctor Qin, I think you are more talented in cooking. If you are willing, I will recommend you to the Imperial Capital immediately. With your skills, you will definitely become a top chef in China immediately. , even the royal chef."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qin Haodong eagerly, but Qin Haodong just smiled slightly, how could Emperor Qingmu become a chef, and only his relatives are qualified to eat the meals he made.

"Thank you Chef Zhang for your kindness, but I still prefer being a doctor."

"This... Doctor Qin, think about it again, it's really a pity not to be a chef with your talent..." Zhang Dafu said unwillingly.

"There's nothing to think about. I'm just making some food for the little guy. I'm not interested in chefs."

Zhang Dafu showed a trace of disappointment on his face, and quickly said: "Doctor Qin, since you don't want to be a chef, can you pass on your skills to me? I'd like to take you as my teacher!"

Qin Haodong waved his hand and said, "You can't learn my cooking skills!"

It's not that he hides his secrets, Zhang Dafu really can't learn this kind of cooking skills, and only Emperor Qingmu can use it in this world.

"Oh!"

The disappointment on Zhang Dafu's face became more intense, but he couldn't say anything, and silently retreated to the side.

"Doctor Qin, is there any more porridge?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised the bowl in his hand again and asked.

"Mr. Lin, it's gone!"

Qin Haodong said. When he cooked the porridge, he had already increased the amount, but he didn't expect it to be eaten up so quickly.

Lin Zhiyuan realized that Qin Haodong hadn't eaten yet, and couldn't help blushing.

At this time, the little guy patted his round belly and said, "Uncle Magician, the porridge you made is so delicious, I haven't eaten enough Tang Tang!"

Qin Haodong said: "Tang Tang's illness is just right, you can't eat too much at one time, and uncle will make it for you later!"

"Okay then!" the little guy said again, "Uncle Doctor, can you send me to kindergarten?"

"I can't do it today. Uncle has something to do later. Will I send you to kindergarten tomorrow?"

Qin Haodong really has something to do. He agreed to be the godfather of Tang Tang. The first time his daughter called her father, she had to have a gift that she could get. Go out and prepare gifts.

"Okay, then, the doctor's words will count, let's pull the hook!"

The little guy said and stretched out his white and tender little finger, and tickled Qin Haodong again.

After breakfast, Lin Momo took Tang Tang to the kindergarten, and Qin Haodong also left the Lin family.

Today, Tang Tang's fever reminded him that children are weak and easy to get sick. The best way to change this situation is to cut the hair and wash the marrow, so he wants to give Tang Tang a pill for washing the marrow.

Refining the Xisui Dan could not be easier for him, all he had to do was gather the medicinal materials. After leaving the Lin family, he came to the medicinal materials market in the western suburbs of Jiangnan City.