Unlike two old friends who retired early, Qi Xiang had decided to devote his life to the motherland due to his qualifications.

So even though he was 70 years old, he was still in a high position.

As a powerful figure in one of the two major powers after the war, he had far more opportunities to get to the top chef than ordinary people. Even the existence of the Medicine King and Medicine God, which are out of reach in the eyes of ordinary people, can often taste the dishes they cook.

thus.

Qi Xiang has a very high vision.

Ordinary food made him unable to get any interest.

But the rice in this small restaurant made him feel appetite, which was completely unexpected.

A piece of fat beef was put into his mouth. Qi Xiang felt a warm current as soft as silk slipped through his taste buds. The delicate and delicious taste made people unable to stop. The spicy onion and the sweetness of corn perfectly compensated for the greasiness and dryness of the beef, allowing this ultimate taste to be exerted.

He couldn't help but close his eyes and feel it slowly.

After a while of chewing and swallowing slowly, Qi Xiang swallowed his throat, and the warm feeling immediately spread from his stomach to his whole body, making him feel comfortable and comfortable all over his body.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and without using a spoon, he directly picked up the seaweed egg soup beside him and drank it in a big mouthful.

The eggs and the deliciousness of the ocean washed his mouth and merged with the remaining beef aftertaste in his mouth, like waves of rivers, constantly stimulating his nerves.

Qi Xiang's eyes stood up, and a crystal light shone in his turbid eyes.

Delicious, really delicious!

I didn't expect that I could also eat such delicious food in such a small restaurant that looks inconspicuous.

Looking at the bowl of rice with a bowl of rice, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating in the wind, his mouth full of shiny oil.

When was the last time I had such a happy meal?

It seems that the five-color rice dumpling I ate from Lord Zhuwang a year ago. Since he had stomach problems, he has rarely had such appetite.

As Qi Xiang swallowed voraciously, he gradually entered the food realm.

The big hand stretched out from the illusion first massaged his shoulders. The old strain and blood stasis were melted away after repeated trials, and the accumulated fatigue was swept away, making his heavy body lighter.

Immediately afterwards, the big hands were moved to the base of his thighs, and slowly kneaded and beaten along the curve of his legs, reaching his heels.

A stream of Peng Bai's blood flowed along the blood vessels and meridians, making his legs, which were originally slightly cold and weak, rejuvenated in an instant, and the stiff joints like rotten wood were becoming flexible and free.

When a person reaches old age, his body functions will quickly age and decline, which can be shown on his legs.

First of all, arterial blood vessels are atrophy, blood supply is insufficient, and legs do not get enough nutrients and become dry.

The deep venous blood vessels are blocked, and the blood flows only in and out, causing swelling and heavy legs.

The bone becomes loose, dry and hard, and it is easy to break if you fall accidentally.

The nerves are atrophy and deformation, and they are no longer able to control stiff legs and feet freely.

These minor problems with chronic progress are difficult to cure and reverse with modern medical methods, but as time goes by, they will gradually evolve into major problems.

In recent years, Qi Xiang has felt more and more inconvenient in his legs and feet. He is not sure when he will have to travel in a wheelchair, so he has been worried.

Milu's bowl of beef rice ignited again in his heart.

Diet therapy!

He is naturally familiar with this word.

In fact, through private and organizational relationships, he has requested many pharmacy chefs to try to relieve their symptoms through diet therapy, but all of them have little effect.

But now.

The problem of even a group of medicine kings being helpless was actually solved by a little girl.

Looking at Mi Lu, who had just walked out of the kitchen to serve a table of guests, Qi Xiang's eyes flashed with strange brilliance.

"Old Qi, I see that you have eaten so much, it should be very suitable for your taste!" Zhu Yikuan looked at Qi Xiang and smiled.

"It's not just to my taste, it's all my wishes! Lao Zhu, you have discovered the food in such a small shop, and it's really a stingy look." Qi Xiang gave a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart.

"Haha! The wine is not afraid of the deep alley. Boss Xiaomi has great potential, so I naturally look forward to her."

Zhu Yikuan laughed loudly. It was a bit surprising that his old friend was so satisfied.

He looked at the two of them taking turns to sing rice with rice. Lu Zhi, who was sandwiched between them, moved his body a little restlessly. He looked at Qi Xiang, then looked at Zhu Yikuan, and couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't it that delicious for a bowl of rice with rice with rice with rice?"

"Old Lu, you don't understand this. In your eyes, this is just a bowl of rice with a bowl, but when eaten in my mouth, it is a delicacy and a good medicine for curing diseases!" Qi Xiang looked at the shiny beef and ate it in one bite with rice, "Forget it, I won't tell you anymore, I'll eat my rice first."

"Well! So, I should savor this rice with a bowl and chopsticks." Zhu Yikuan also turned around, holding the bowl and holding the chopsticks, and exuding an extremely happy expression while eating.

"You...you..." Lu Zhi was stunned when he saw this.

If Zhu Yikuan fanatically likes to eat rice with dough, it would be fine.

But what happened to Qi Xiang, who came here like him?

According to his past experience, Qi Xiang is the most stingy among the three of them. If you are not satisfied with the food, you will not touch it again after taking a bite.

However.

At this time, he poured rice in the bowl of rice, not only feasting, but also praised it!

This reaction was so abnormal that he doubted whether he knew two fake old comrades.

Could it be?

The rice with rice here is really so delicious?

That old boy Zhu Yikuan didn’t lie?

Mama.

I'm so hungry now!

What made him even more complain.

The people in a restaurant were eating and drinking non-stop, only the hungry man sat there stupidly, watching the two friends enjoy themselves. Even if they closed their eyes, they could hear their wanton chewing and happy moans.

Two old guys, what a bastard!

When they had difficulty with each other, he didn't know how much ration he had given to these two people.

Now when we share the blessings, the two ungrateful guys actually know how to eat themselves?

Lu Zhi cursed in his heart.

But I feel embarrassed to say this. After all, he took the initiative to hate the owner of this restaurant just now. If he suddenly asked for ordering food at this time and was rejected by the other party.

Where did he put his old face?

Therefore, he could only stare at Zhu Yikuan who was eating, and look at the other party with expectant and even begging eyes, hoping that he could understand his wishes through the tacit understanding of his comrades for many years.

Less tilt.

Under Lu Zhi's persistent gaze, Zhu Yikuan finally put down the chopsticks in his hand and waved to Milu. "Boss Xiaomi, let's have another beef rice set meal."

Hearing this, Lu Zhi immediately showed an expression of ecstasy and silently recited in his heart.
Chapter completed!