"Master, there are chicken, duck, goose, pork belly, ribs, elbows, winter bamboo shoots, cuttlefish meat and other ingredients in it. It took me two hours to stew it. You and my wife, please try it. It's good for your health."

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This Shiquan Dabu Soup is stewed over low heat. It is not only a salty and delicious soup, but also a nutritious medicinal meal.

Well, its function can be clearly seen from its name.

The old man and his wife scooped up a bowl and drank it.

"Xiao Yi, your cooking skills are really impressive. The Chinese medicinal flavor in this soup is not overpowering at all, it is perfectly integrated into the soup. It tastes delicious."

Jia Yi smiled happily, his time this month was finally not in vain.

"You can drink it if you like. I will make it for you often in the future."

"No need, you are also very busy..."

The old man quickly refused because he didn't want to waste Jia Yi's time.

"It's okay, Master. I have time. Besides, this soup needs to be drunk regularly to be effective."

Jia Yi glanced at the watch on his hand. It was already ten o'clock. There were still several stores to run today, so there was no need to delay.

He hurriedly took out all the dishes in the bag, and now it was too late to introduce them.

"Master, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Just ask my wife to heat up these dishes. I didn't make them fully cooked, so I'll heat them up until they're just right."

Seeing the apprentice walking in a hurry, the old man shouted loudly.

"Okay, please slow down."

"I understand, Master, don't worry."

After Jia Yi finished speaking, he waved his hand without looking back and rode his bicycle away.

"Why is this kid so anxious?"

"If he has something to do, he can't stay here with us two old guys."

"What did you say? I'm old."

"Uh, hehe, I'm talking about myself."

"Huh, I originally wanted to keep him at home for dinner."

The old man sighed helplessly. He knew that his wife missed the children, but they had to work these two days, and they were far away from home. There was no way they could come back today. Seeing his wife looking down, he felt in his heart

It’s not uncomfortable either, but I still have to live my life.

Actually, they are used to days like this. They can usually suppress their thoughts in their hearts, but they will burst out even more every holiday.

"Okay, don't think about it. You don't have to cook today. Xiao Yi brought a large table of vegetables, which is enough for us to eat for a while."

"Really? Let me see. Is this mainly seafood..."

The old man was a little curious when he heard this. He ran over to take a look and was greatly surprised.

"Ten dishes, this dish is...Tan's cuisine."

The old man was a little stunned. His apprentice's cooking skills were really extraordinary. After all, even he had never eaten it a few times before.

"Old man, what's wrong?"

"I didn't expect Xiao Yi to be able to do this. I just don't know how much he has learned..."

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"Old man, why are you standing outside the courtyard like this? It's very cold. Quick, I'll help you into the house."

Mr. Cheng didn't show any force and let Jia Yi help him back into the house obediently.

After the two sat down, Mr. Cheng looked curiously at the big bag Jia Yi brought.

"Why did you come here at this time?"

Even though he asked this, he actually knew that Jia Yi was here to deliver something. After all, it had been the case every year in the past few years, but it was just a little later this year.

He was just thinking about why Jia Yi didn't come this year. He was a little worried about whether Jia Yi had an accident.

"I specially sent something here today."

When Mr. Cheng heard the word "special", he immediately became interested. In the past few years, Jia Yi also brought him a lot of things. The quality was very good, but there hadn't been anything new for a long time. Could this time be an eye-opener for him?

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"Oh, then I'll have to take a closer look."

He watched with interest as Jia Yi took something out of the bag.

"That will definitely not disappoint you."

Jia Yi took out a set of Tan's dishes and a large can of Shiquan Dabu Soup.

Mr. Cheng was a little disappointed. Yes, Jia Yi had never given this to him, but it’s not like he didn’t have a chef at home. What could be so special about these dishes, and...

"It smells like Chinese medicine."

Mr. Cheng was a little disgusted, which is human nature. After all, most people are not used to the smell of this kind of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Old man, this is a medicinal diet...Shiquan Dabu Decoction. Drinking it regularly is very good for the body. Moreover, when I made it, I specially processed the smell of the Chinese medicine to the greatest extent while ensuring the effect. So, you are

You can’t taste much Chinese medicinal flavor. If you don’t believe it, just heat it up and taste it and you’ll know.”

Jia Yi's confident look moved him. Could it be that he had really handled it well? He said doubtfully.

"Okay, I'll try it now, but if you dare to lie to me, then don't blame me for dealing with you."

On the way back, Jia Yi wanted to laugh whenever he thought of Mr. Cheng's surprised look just after he tasted the medicinal food.

He took a sip, and sure enough, the taste was not unpleasant. He immediately became interested, and like a child, he dug hard in the soup pot. It was not until he saw the medicinal materials with his own eyes that he believed that Jia Yi had not lied to him.

That is a real medicinal diet.

Speaking of which, this is the benefit of Jia Yi's advanced cooking skills.

Now, he has a better understanding of the various characteristics of the ingredients and is more comfortable in mixing them.

He uses precise proportions to perfectly blend the flavors of medicinal materials and ingredients to form a special taste, so that you can no longer taste the taste of Chinese medicine.

As for removing the taste, it's not that Jia Yi can't do it. It's just that, in this case, there will be very little medicinal effect left. So why make medicinal meals? It's better to just make soup. Wouldn't that be better?

, and there is no need to waste medicinal materials.

He took two quick steps, entered a small alley, and came to the door of a small courtyard. The door was open, and all he could see was a large bare persimmon tree in the courtyard.

Jia Yi went in with the bag. This time he was very fast. In less than two minutes, he put down his things and came out.

It's not that the relationship between him and Qi Ren has faded, it's not that Jia Yi doesn't want to stay at his house or see them.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, they have met too many times.

You know, when Jia Yi goes to work on weekdays, he can often see Zhou Hong and chat with her from time to time.

When he had nothing to do during the day, he would often go to the pigeon market, and Qi Ren's mountain goods stall was a place he would go to every time. The two of them would chat and gossip.

Therefore, there is really no need for Jia Yi to reminisce with him.

The last stop in the morning was Mr. Zheng's house, which was also the closest home to his house.

When Jia Yi arrived, the door of his house was also open. Fortunately, the old couple didn't go out to hang out.

"Old man, is your retirement life comfortable?"

The old man glanced at Jia Yi and didn't want to speak, he just smoked calmly.

Jia Yi didn't care, so he leaned over and poured himself a cup of hot tea to warm his hands.

"Why did you come here to deliver something today? In previous years, wouldn't it be done a few days in advance?"

"This time is a bit special. I made a New Year's Eve dinner for you, so you two don't have to do it yourself."

Hearing this, Mr. Zheng was very happy. Speaking of which, the New Year's Eve dinner was delicious and beautiful, but it was difficult to prepare. A large table of dishes would take a day to prepare, let alone a slow one.

Moreover, just making dumplings takes a lot of effort.

"Oh, and this is a good thing, old lady, hurry up, stop what you are doing, someone has prepared a New Year's Eve dinner for us."

Jia Yi didn't say anything and took out a bunch of dishes. In fact, they all had similar dishes.

However, Mr. Zheng's family and Master Jia Yi's family are a bit special. Neither of their children have free time, so Jia Yi prepared wrapped dumplings, which also saves the elderly people trouble.

To be honest, Jia Yi's dumpling-making skills have deteriorated a bit now.

The dumplings he eats at home are all made by Qin Huairu and the others, and he and He Yuzhu are not allowed to get involved. They haven't made them for so long, so their skills are really rusty.

Mr. Zheng looked at the dishes on the table and happily reached out to pat Jia Yi on the shoulder.

"You're so thoughtful, kid. I'm most satisfied with this year's gift."

"As long as you like it."

Jia Yi bared his teeth, wondering why his hands were still so strong, and he was the most satisfied, as if he had been unhappy for some time.

Mr. Zheng was very pleased, he liked hearing this.

"We will stay at home for lunch and we will have two cups of wine."

"Well, I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

Jia Yi disappeared in a flash.

"Old man, Xiao Yi is gone?"

"Oh, I forgot, this kid runs away as soon as he hears drinking."

Mr. Zheng patted the cigarette pole in annoyance. He had forgotten that Jia Yi never drank.
Chapter completed!