Chapter 118: Research on Medicinal Cuisine 2
The steps were correct, but the taste at the end was indescribable.
The book clearly said that it was refreshing and delicious.
But the reality was that it tasted strange and hard to swallow.
Old Wu looked at Su Xiaolu suspecting Minggu Medical Book. He seemed to have seen himself when he was young. He couldn’t help but laugh and say, “Yes, you’re right. Ancestors lied to us. Medicine is medicine. How can it be delicious?”
Therefore, this was definitely a problem with the inheritance of the medical books!!!
The simplest medicinal cuisine was medicinal porridge. It was said to be a very refreshing porridge. It was fragrant, and with side dishes, it could whet one’s appetite.
But he couldn’t do it, and neither could his gifted apprentice. That meant it was the medical books’ fault!
The master and disciple tacitly agreed on this matter.
Su Xiaolu thought of the half pot of medicinal porridge and asked Old Wu with a frown, “Master, what about the one I made?”
She really couldn’t bear to let Sun Baoshan and Sun Baoqian eat that. It might not nourish their bodies and cause them to vomit instead.
However, those medicinal herbs were all good medicinal herbs. Although they tasted terrible, they were really nourishing. It would be a pity to throw them away just like that.
Old Wu sighed and said, “It’s not good to waste it. Send it to the Sun family to nourish their bodies.”
Su Xiaolu pursed her lips and nodded.
It was not easy to make medicinal cuisine. Old Wu temporarily gave up the idea of teaching Su Xiaolu how to make medicinal cuisine.
Su Xiaolu didn’t have any thoughts about it for the time being. Since she couldn’t make medicinal cuisine herself, she could get some herbs and stew them with soup. It was just that the effect wasn’t as good as specialized medicinal cuisine.
Since she couldn’t make medicinal cuisine, Old Wu taught Su Xiaolu how to massage acupoints.
The day passed quickly, and it was time for the evening acupuncture.
The gentle Madam Lian looked hesitant. She seemed to be in a dilemma as to how to speak, but she clearly had something to say.
After hesitating for a long time, she touched her chest and said, “Xiaolu, can Auntie ask you something?”
Su Xiaolu nodded. “Yes, what is it? Auntie, just tell me directly.”
Su Xiaolu could guess that it was most likely about medicinal cuisine.
But as a young divine doctor, how could she ruin her own reputation? So she blinked her beautiful big eyes and smiled innocently at Madam Lian.
Madam Lian touched her chest and said, “Xiaolu, do we have to eat the medicinal cuisine every day?”
In the afternoon, Madam Lian was lucky enough to eat medicinal cuisine.
It was really not delicious, but Sun Ziqian said that it was personally made by the divine doctor and was good for the body.
For the sake of their bodies, they endured the discomfort of eating it, but they were also afraid that they would have to eat it every day.
Sun Bocheng and Sun Ziqian did not dare to ask Old Wu, so they wanted her to ask Su Xiaolu. After all, Madam Lian was the mother, and she was closer to Su Xiaoling, so it would be easier to ask her.
As for Old Wu, other than being a little nice to his precious disciple, he was fierce to everyone in the Sun residence.
Su Xiaolu looked at Madam Lian seriously and shook her head. “We won’t have this often, but you will eat it once a month.”
The medicinal cuisine was not delicious, but they should still eat it.
She would think of a way. She would work hard to make medicinal cuisine that was not so bad and let Sun Baoshan and Sun Baoqian eat it.
As Madam Lian listened to the answer, she was both happy and depressed.
There was no way to deceive her taste buds, not even with her eyes closed.
Madam Lian smiled bitterly. “Okay, I understand.”
Sun Baoshan and Sun Baoqian listened silently. The two siblings looked at each other and smiled. Finally, Sun Baoshan smiled at Madam Lian and said, “Mother, it’s okay. I’m not afraid of hardship.”
Sun Baoqian also smiled and said, “I’m not afraid either.”
They had been taking pills for the past few days, they swallowed them with warm water without feeling uncomfortable at all.
Compared to the bitter medicine they’d drunk before, they both felt fine.
Moreover, they only had to eat it once a month. It was not a problem at all.
Madam Lian looked at Sun Baoshan and Sun Baoqian and couldn’t help but smile. She touched the two children.
Su Xiaolu went to the other side after the acupuncture. Although she did not say it, she had already remembered it in her heart. She would definitely work hard to solve the difficult problem of medicinal cuisine.
She didn’t expect it to be delicious, but it should at least taste normal.
Or, when she had nothing to do, she would go to the Sun residence’s kitchen to learn cooking. By then, even if she couldn’t make a delicious medicinal cuisine, its taste should be fine.
So when she went back to retrieve the needles for the three of them and returned to the courtyard to eat supper with Old Wu, Su Xiaolu said to Old Wu, “Master, I’ve decided to study culinary skills. The chef of the Sun residence is very good. I want to spend an hour every day learning in the Sun residence.”
Old Wu glanced at Su Xiaolu and took a sip of wine. “Alright, as long as it doesn’t delay your medical studies.”
Perhaps if the little girl studied it more, she could really make delicious medicinal cuisine.
Everyone had times when they were sick. Even divine doctors would occasionally catch a cold. When they were sick, it was the perfect time to eat a bowl of steaming and delicious medicinal porridge.
If the little girl really learned something, as her master, he would be able to enjoy it in the future. Therefore, if the little girl wanted to learn, he had to support her.
With the support of her master, Su Xiaolu ate with a smile. After she was full, she went to pack the used silver needles as usual before going to bed.
The Sun residence naturally supported Su Xiaolu when she wanted to enter the kitchen to study cooking.
Sun Bocheng and Sun Ziqian solemnly ordered the kitchen to cooperate.
Both father and son had a tacit understanding. They only hoped that Su Xiaolu could learn cooking as quickly as she learned medicine and then master it…
December 15th was the day Su Sanlang’s family and Chen Hu’s family prepared to open Shi You Wei’s restaurant.
And today, Su Xiaolu didn’t need to perform acupuncture for Madam Lian and the others, so she ran to the small shop early and prepared to help sell.
Today, Chen Hu and Madam Qian were also there. Chen Daniu and Chen Erniu did not come. They were at home with Chen Shi.
Zhou Heng was also at home.
Su Sanlang and Chen Hu started firecrackers together, using the sound of firecrackers to attract passersby.
Then, Su Sanlang and Chen Hu said loudly together, “Everyone, welcome to try my pickled vegetables and pickles. They’re delicious and not expensive.”
The two of them finished shouting and flushed behind their faces.
The sauerkraut was divided into vegetable leaves and vegetable heads.
There was also spicy cabbage, in a wooden basin, covered with clean gauze, with only a small opening. On the table in front, there were three plates cut out for tasting.
People seemed to find it a little novel, but looking at the worthless vegetables, no one came to try it for a while. Only someone asked, “How much for one catty?”
Su Sanlang smiled gently and said, “It’s not expensive. It’s all eight copper coins a catty.”
Although vegetables were not worth much, the seasoning was not cheap.
When people heard that the vegetables and cabbages that every family had actually cost eight copper coins, they immediately lost interest and dispersed.