When Li Donglai heard the shouting, he stood up and opened the door. He saw Silly Zhu standing outside and said with a smile: "Silly Zhu, it's so late, why are you here?"
"Brother Donglai, what dish did you cook just now? Why is it so fragrant? Hurry up and teach me." Sha Zhu entered the room and said impatiently.
After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel a little rude and quickly added: "I forgot to ask you just now, did your business trip go well?"
Li Donglai understood Shazhu's temperament and said with a smile: "It's very smooth. The dish you mentioned is not a dish, but a staple food in the south. Its properties are similar to the noodles in the north."
While he was talking, he took out a handful of bridge rice noodles from the cupboard and handed it to Shazhu.
"This thing is called rice noodles, and it is the main ingredient of the dish just now."
"Whether it's a staple food or a dish, can you teach me?" Silly Zhu's eyes lit up.
If he learns this dish, he will be able to dominate Nanyi.
Now he works in the canteen of the steel rolling mill, and Nan Yi works in the canteen of the laboratory of the steel rolling mill. They are both in the same factory yard. People often compare the two.
Generally speaking, Nanyi is a head taller than Shazhu because of his family background.
"That's easy to say."
Li Donglai was not a self-respecting person.
Besides, he taught Shazhu how to make Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles, which can be regarded as promoting the national delicacy.
"It's just that we don't have the rice noodles needed for cross-bridge rice noodles in the capital, so we need to purchase them locally."
"Hai, that's no problem. As for gourmet food, the scarcer the ingredients, the better." Shazhu knows the true meaning of gourmet food.
When Li Donglai saw this situation, he stopped hiding it and explained to Sha Zhu in detail how to make rice noodles across the bridge.
As a local specialty snack, cross-bridge rice noodles are easier to make than those big dishes. Silly Zhu only listened to it once and understood everything.
"Comrades from the ministries and commissions will come to our factory for inspection in a while. Then I will make some cross-bridge rice noodles and make a big dish for them to try!"
Silly Zhu has already made up his mind that he will let Nan Yi see his true strength when the time comes.
The two then talked about some things in the courtyard. Ever since Yi Zhonghai was imprisoned in the fence, the courtyard had become much quieter. Only Yu Qiuhua and the Jia family were more nervous.
At this time, the Jia family is busy dealing with Zhao Youcai, but they have no time to cause trouble with their neighbors.
Because Yu Qiuhua lost He Wenhui, her daughter who could provide her with blood, the He family lived a very miserable life. Every noon, He Wenda, the youngest member of the He family, would carry his rice bowl to a neighbor's house to eat.
The people in the capital were already very respectable, and since they were all neighbors in the same compound, the big guys couldn't help but give him a few steamed buns.
As time went by, everyone had complaints.
"This matter is difficult to handle. Yu Qiuhua does not have a formal job now. The street office will definitely not kick them out of the courtyard."
"The neighbors in the courtyard will also sympathize with their family's plight."
Li Donglai heard what Shazhu meant and said with a smile: "In two days, I will mention it to Director Wang of the subdistrict office and ask the subdistrict office to allocate some manual work to the He family. If they are not even willing to do the manual work, then
It shows that they don’t love working. When the time comes, we will hold a meeting to resolve the He family’s affairs.”
Silly Zhu's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said, "This is a good method. It solves the problem of the He family and prevents our courtyard from getting a bad reputation."
The two of them were chatting casually when there was a rush of footsteps outside.
Opening the door, Li Donglai frowned when he saw Yan Jiedi running towards this side in a panic: "Jiedi, what's wrong?"
"Go to my house and take a look. My father, my mother, and my brother are all holding their stomachs and rolling on the ground, crying out in pain!"
Hearing this, Li Donglai stopped talking and turned to look at Sha Zhu: "Si Zhu, you go back first, I'll go to Yan's house to have a look."
"I'll go too, maybe I can help." Silly Zhu stood up.
Since Sha Zhu married Yu Juhua, he has grown up a lot and has learned to take the overall situation into consideration.
The two of them followed Yan Jiedi and hurried to Yan's house.
At this time, in the Yan family's house, Yan Bugui, the third aunt, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, and Yan Jiekuang were all rolling on the ground holding their stomachs. Their faces were ashen and drops of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
Seeing Li Donglai coming in, Yan Bugui held back the pain and stretched out his hand towards Li Donglai: "Master, please help me..."
Li Donglai saw that there were uneaten rice noodles in the bowls on the table, and he already had a guess in his mind.
He asked Shazhu to help Yan Bugui up from the ground, and asked patiently: "Third uncle, when you made rice noodles, did you strictly follow the method I told you?"
"It's almost...just not soaked in water..." Yan Bugui said hesitantly: "That thing looks like noodles. Just follow the method of cooking noodles and throw it into the pot."
, boil it and then take it out."
"The rice noodles were a little difficult to chew, but they tasted pretty good. We each ate a big bowl."
After Li Donglai heard this, he called him a good guy.
The rice noodles of this era are not finished products in themselves. After being cooked in a pot for a few minutes, they will not be cooked at all.
Raw rice noodles are small in size. After being swallowed into the stomach, they absorb water and expand under the action of gastric acid, so it is strange that there is no stomach pain.
Li Donglai asked Yan Bugui to unbutton his clothes and patted his belly twice, and there was a "bang bang bang" sound inside.
Yan Bugui felt a huge pain in his stomach. He held his stomach and said with some worry: "Master, my stomach won't explode, right?"
When they heard that there might be an explosion, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang couldn't help but burst into tears, like sick children.
In fact, it’s no wonder they are.
When the stomach is bloated and digested, the taste is quite sour.
"It won't cause an explosion, but the stomach may burst."
"Master, you must save us."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yan Bugui was also scared now, pulling Li Donglai's sleeve and crying.
Of course, Li Donglai couldn't ignore death. Although there were no drugs to help digestion these days, there was a barefoot doctor system.
He secretly activated the Barefoot Doctor system.
The patient is Yan Bugui.
The cause of the disease is overeating.
Diagnosis and treatment plan:***【The effect has been enhanced】
Bonus points: 1 point
Current points: 1640 points.
....
So full.
However, as long as there was a folk remedy, Li Donglai would not bother complaining about the system's rusticity, he would prescribe a prescription and let Silly Zhu follow it.
Seeing that Silly Zhu was about to go out, Li Donglai seemed to remember something again, called Silly Zhu, and then turned on the barefoot doctor system to the three aunts, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang.
Sure enough, the cause of their illnesses was overeating, but their diagnosis and treatment plans were different.
It seems that the system formulates different diagnosis and treatment plans based on each person's physical constitution and severity of illness.
Li Donglai wrote four more prescriptions and asked Shazhu to grab the medicine.
At this moment, Ding Qiunan heard the news and rushed over. She was accompanied by several aunts from the courtyard.
Seeing the appearance of the Yan family, the ladies covered their mouths and snickered.
"Lao Yan thought he was taking advantage, but he suffered a big loss..."
Yan Bugui's face was so angry that he could only pretend to have a stomachache and groan.
Silly Zhu left quickly and came back quickly. In less than twenty minutes, he got all the medicines in the folk prescription.
Mung beans, millet, renzhonghuang, a three-year-old belt, a five-year-old broom head... a lot of them.
Li Donglai soaked the mung beans in water according to the diagnosis and treatment plan, and then poured the water into Yan Bugui's stomach.
A burst of thunder immediately sounded in Yan Bugui's stomach.
His face changed drastically, he covered his stomach and ran quickly to the hut. After a loud noise, Yan Bugui let out a comfortable groan.
When I came back again, I was refreshed and my steps were light.
Yan Bugui gave Li Donglai a thumbs up: "Master, your medical skills are amazing. Just a bowl of mung bean water, and my stomach doesn't hurt at all now."
Auntie’s diagnosis and treatment plan is to boil millet on a fire bed, while Yan Jiefang’s plan is to boil water with a five-year-old broomstick....
After taking the 'drug', several people were in a similar condition to Yan Bugui. They rushed into the hut, unloaded the goods in their stomachs, and recovered quickly.
Only Yan Jiecheng was a little worried when he looked at the yellow bubbles of water in the human body.
He frowned and looked at Li Donglai: "Master, why do we have different medicines even though our diseases are the same?"
Before Li Donglai opened his mouth, the elder glared at Yan Jiecheng: "You kid, why don't you understand any truth! Folk remedies are all about treating all kinds of diseases, so they are effective. If you use western medicine, we might have stomach problems.
It hurts for a week.”
Yan Jiecheng had no choice but to hold his breath and drink the water in the bowl.
Actually the taste is not that bad.
Renzhonghuang is bought from the drug store and is processed, not just dug out of the pit.
After a while, Yan Jiecheng's stomach was also empty.
Yan Bugui didn't wait for Li Donglai to speak, he stood up and took out 1 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Li Donglai.
"Master, this is the consultation fee. Thank you very much this time."
Li Donglai accepted it without any politeness.
It is natural to collect money for medical treatment. The cost of medicine can be waived, but the consultation fee cannot be reduced.
I really met those who couldn't afford the medical expenses. A penny was not too small for Li Donglai, and a piece of steamed bun was not too small for Li Donglai.
If the rules are violated, who will take the initiative to help people see a doctor in the future?!
....
The news that Li Donglai used four folk remedies to save the Yan family soon spread throughout the courtyard.
The Jia family in the middle courtyard.
BangGeng was lying on the bed and said angrily: "Yan Jiecheng, this thief, is really lucky. He was rescued after being in pain for less than half a day. It would be better if the pain lasts for ten days and a half!"
"Banggan, why are you so dark-hearted! What's wrong with Yan Jiecheng? You cursed him like this!" Huang Yanling sat up and said with a cold face.
Banggeng looked at Huang Yanling and cursed slightly: "Yanling, what's wrong with you? You are my wife, how can you turn to Yan Jiecheng?"
During this time, Bangge and Yan Jiecheng had done several businesses one after another and made a lot of money. He should have been happy, but he felt that Huang Yanling and Yan Jiecheng seemed to be very close.
When the two of them were together, no matter their tone of voice or their friendly attitude, they didn't look like ordinary neighbors.
Bangge also vaguely reminded Huang Yanling to keep a distance from Yan Jiecheng, but she only received a burst of curses from Huang Yanling.
Now, Yan Jiecheng finally fell ill, and unexpectedly he was rescued by Li Donglai again.
Damn Li Donglai...
Huang Yanling didn't say a word when she heard Bangge's words. Instead, she stood up, jumped out of bed, and started packing her luggage.
Seeing that something was wrong, Banggeng quickly put on his clothes and stopped Huang Yanling.
"Yanling, what are you doing this late at night?"
Huang Yanling said with a cold face: "Banggen, I've tolerated you for a long time! We rely on Yan Jiecheng to make money, so what if I treat Yan Jiecheng better? You are a small-minded person, and you are not doing big things at all. I think we can still
Get a divorce!”
Divorce... Hearing this word, Banggan's mind was buzzing, and he held on to the bed to stand still.
He took a deep breath, took Huang Yanling's arm and said, "Yanling, I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted you and Yan Jiecheng. You must not divorce me!"
Huang Yanling didn't really want a divorce. She glared at Banggeng and said, "Banggeng, when I get together with Yan Jiecheng in the future, are you still chattering behind my back?"
"No, I absolutely have no objection. I know you are doing it for the best of both of us." Banggeng said solemnly.
Huang Yanling's lips curved into a smile.
Lo and behold, the stick was grasped in just a few sentences. Even if Yan Jiecheng and Yan do something outrageous next time, there is no need to worry about being troubled by the Jia family.
....
The He family in the middle courtyard.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Qiuhua lay on the bed and sighed, angrily scolding He Wenhui for being unfilial and scolding Li Donglai for meddling in other people's business.
"He Wenhui is my daughter. She is willing to take care of me and several younger brothers and sisters. What does she have to do with the eldest son of your courtyard?"
He Wenyuan was released a year ago because he stole dried fish from the family of the third uncle Yanbu Gui.
She nibbled on the cold steamed buns and said, "That's right, Mom, I don't think we can just let it go."
"I went to He's house to look for He Wenhui a few days ago, but she didn't even see me."
"I am her biological sister. I just wanted to borrow twenty yuan from her, but she avoided seeing me. Tell me, does she have no conscience at all?"
"And that damn uncle, the reason why I was sent in was all because of him!"
Although He Wenyuan scolded fiercely, there was nothing he could do about Li Donglai.
However, she did come up with a good idea to deal with He Wenhui.
"Mom, although He Wenhui's household has been divided, I still have to ask you to call me mom. Otherwise, you can find someone to marry her off to."
Upon hearing this, Yu Qiuhua's eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly sat up from the bed.
She patted her thigh and said, "Yes, how could I forget this? He Wenhui is eighteen years old this year and it's time to get married. As her mother, it's very reasonable for me to introduce her to a partner."
He Wenyuan said: "Mom, you don't really want to introduce her to a good family, do you? I am your most beloved daughter. If you have a good family, you might as well introduce her to me."
"You girl, you are so stupid!" Yu Qiuhua said with a cold face: "I don't care whether the family is good or bad. I will marry He Wenhui to whoever pays more gifts!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I want a betrothal gift, I want a betrothal gift!" He Wenyuan clapped his hands and said.
Beijing is a big city, and people are very rich. If they can take this opportunity to earn two to three hundred yuan as a gift, then their lives will not be so miserable.
