Chapter 673 [Farewell My Concubine]?

At the entrance by the skirt, Wu Lei suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yi raised his eyebrows, thinking that there was something wrong with the taste.

"without…"

Wu Lei stopped coughing, and explained vaguely with a smile: "The skirt is a bit slippery, I almost swallowed it directly."

Huang Xiaoming was amused by his description, and joked: "Is it that slippery? What you said is too exaggerated."

"It's really smooth, and it feels like its gelatin has been stewed out."

Wu Lei licked the skirt with his tongue, his expression became more and more surprised, he raised his eyebrows and sighed: "Wow! The gelatinous texture is really good! It feels a little sticky when you eat it in your mouth."

"Really? I'll try it."

Huang Xiaoming's curiosity was aroused, and he also took the chopsticks, wanting to taste the hem of the skirt.

But he aimed at a skirt, stretched out his chopsticks and caught it twice, but the slippery skirt slipped off his chopsticks twice in succession.

For the third time, he finally picked up the hem of the skirt and put it in his mouth.

After entering, he couldn't help but pause slightly.

Although he had already made some preparations, the slippery skirt still surprised him a little.

Just as Wu Lei said, the skirt of the turtle had been stewed so quickly that the gelatinous texture was completely stewed out. It was even softer and smoother than jelly in the mouth. He almost swallowed it subconsciously.

Fortunately, he held back, paused, and began to chew carefully.

After he bit off the hem of the skirt, the scent that only belonged to the soft-shelled turtle radiated.

The skirt itself does not have much flavor, but the long time of stewing in water has completely stewed the taste of the soft-shelled turtle into the skirt.

When the hem of the skirt was chewed and melted and became softer and stickier, the aroma also spread on his tongue.

"delicious!"

He couldn't help but admire.

But when he was talking, he found that his teeth were a little sticky, which was caused by the glue on the skirt.

"right?"

Wu Lei raised his eyebrows at him proudly, then took a small bowl, picked up a piece of soft-shelled turtle meat, and ate it with relish.

Huang Xiaoming swallowed the hem of the skirt, and wanted to take another bite, but after thinking about it, he still looked at his pigeon.

The clear broth on the plate was mixed with steam, forming a layer of clear pigeon soup at the bottom of the plate.

The squab exudes a fresh and fresh fragrance, mixed with a faint beany-like medicinal fragrance, which is the smell of astragalus.

Smelling the aroma of astragalus, Huang Xiaoming suddenly felt his stomach growl, saliva welled up from the bottom of his tongue, and a sense of hunger emerged.

After swallowing, he took a small bowl and a spoon, and scooped out half a bowl of soup.

After picking up the small bowl and blowing on it a few times, he eagerly took a sip of the soup.

The soup was still a bit hot, but fortunately he sipped it and drank it, so it was acceptable.

After taking a sip of soup, he exhaled and felt that all the pores in his body were relaxing.

The pigeon soup was clear and had a salty and rich taste. After taking a sip, he immediately took a second sip.

For a while, there was only a continuous sound of "suck" and "ha", and he drank up the small half bowl of soup.

"call!"

After finishing the soup, Huang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, the top of his head, the back of his neck, his chest and his back, and his makeup was a little smudged.

Seeing this, the makeup artist hurriedly came forward to touch up his makeup, but was blocked by him.

"No, let me sweat for a while."

Huang Xiaoming took out a piece of paper, wiped the sweat on his forehead and neck, and said with a smile: "I just drank a few mouthfuls of soup, why am I sweating so much?"

"According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, pores can also breathe and are responsible for the exchange of air and liquid."

Li Yi explained with a smile: "This is called skin texture, which belongs to the skin texture, which is the texture of the skin and muscles.

The internal organs are a manifestation of Wei Qi, which has the function of warming and nourishing the internal organs and controlling the opening and closing of the internal organs.

Under normal circumstances, Wei Qi is filled with the muscles and can control and regulate the opening and closing of the muscles.

If the Wei Qi is peaceful, the interstitium will be dense and open and close properly, and it will be able to resist the invasion of external evils.

If the Wei Qi is insufficient, the interstitium will be loose and external evils can invade at any time. "

Huang Xiaoming seemed to understand, and asked doubtfully: "Am I dense or loose?"

"Of course it's loose."

Li Yi explained: "Profuse sweating damages fluids. "Lingshu·Jueqi" says that if fluids are lost, the joints will be opened and sweating will occur.

Profuse sweating is considered sub-health and represents a large loss of body fluids.

Zhang Jingyue, the founder of the Warming and Tonic School in the Ming Dynasty, once said that sweat is Yang Jin, and those who sweat excessively will lose their Jin, so it is said to destroy Yang.

Yang deficiency is a disease caused by persistent sweating, which can cause dehydration and exhaustion.

You're not at the point of dying, but sweating too much isn't a good thing.

It is mentioned in "Su Wen·Ji Tong Lun" that cold means the colic is closed, heat causes the colic to open, and the body is unblocked, causing profuse sweating.

Simply put, closing pores can improve the body's disease resistance and prevent the invasion of external evils.

If you sweat for a long time and have loose or weak joints, wind and cold pathogens will easily invade the body, making it easier to catch a cold.

But it doesn’t work if you don’t sweat at all. If the internal organs are closed and depressed, the hair orifices will be blocked, the lung qi will not be expressed, and the defense qi will not be able to express. The wind and cold evil on the surface cannot be eliminated, which may also cause hot colds and heatstroke. "

Huang Xiaoming didn’t quite understand it, but he didn’t realize it was serious. He smiled and praised: “This is too complicated. I don’t even know whether I should sweat or not sweat.”

"Just don't be extreme."

Li Yi smiled and said: "It's not good to sweat profusely, and it's not good to not sweat at all. Sweat when you should, but you can recover quickly after sweating, that's right."

While eating the soft-shelled turtle, Wu Lei lamented vaguely: "I feel that Chinese medicine has studied the human body very thoroughly, even the amount of sweating."

"The theory that has been in operation for thousands of years must have something."

Li Yi smiled, and then signaled to Huang Xiaoming: "This dish is not for fat people, you can eat it at ease."

"Well, I'll finish all these."

As Huang Xiaoming said, he cut up the pigeon with a spoon, picked up a pigeon leg, and ate it.

After a while, the [Goji Berry Panax notoginseng Chicken] on the steamer was almost ready.

Li Yi put the wrapped dumplings into the pot, and when the dumplings were cooked, the [Chicken with Goji Berry and Panax notoginseng] was also steamed.

After cooking together and putting them on the table, Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai couldn't wait to come over, took the bowls and chopsticks, and started to eat.

Wu Lei was so windy that he had already finished eating his soft-shelled turtle.

But he didn't think it was enough, so he leaned in front of Zhao Jinmai and the two, licked his lips and asked knowingly: "What are you eating? Is it delicious?"

Liu Yifei was amused by him, so she took off the chicken neck and gave it to him.

Seeing Wu Lei chewing on it with gusto, Li Yi joked, "You changed my [Fritillaria Turtle] into [Farewell My Concubine]!"

"What is Farewell My Concubine?"

Wu Lei didn't understand.

Li Yi smiled and explained: "It's a famous dish in Suqian. It is stewed with soft-shelled turtle and chicken. The name is Farewell My Concubine. It also has the effect of nourishing both Qi and blood."

"Squid and chicken?"

Wu Lei thought about it for a while, then realized it, and said with a smile: "The bastard is the overlord, and the chicken is the concubine Yu, right? The name is so creative."

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