Seeing everyone like this, Zhang Han walked to the window with Tang Xuan. Standing next to the window, Zhang Han said: "It's like this. The reason why the price of beef with potatoes has increased is because ingredients have been added to it, and it is now a medicinal diet.
A pot of soup simmered until it was gone, and everything went into the beef and potatoes. Only then did the price increase. Of course, if you think it is expensive, I can't say anything, but I believe that people who have eaten it,
Everyone will think it’s worth the money!”
"Then what's the matter with your soup? In the past, egg soup was free... now it's chicken soup, why is it only 15... Look at this soup bowl... it's not as big as a rice bowl... it's so small
The bowl is priced at 15..." A man in his thirties who was second in line shouted.
"This poria and chicken soup is the best..." Zhang Han said, picked up a small bowl from the window and said, "Give me a bowl of soup..."
Someone took the soup bowl, and Feng Datou stepped forward with the speed of a jaguar and opened the lid.
Good guy, if you don't open the lid of the pot, the aroma will be intoxicating.
Feng Datou filled a bowl of chicken soup for Zhang Han and handed it over. Everyone's eyes were on the bowl in Zhang Han's hand, and they saw Zhang Han blow a few sips of the soup gently.
"It tastes...shh...so good..." Zhang Han didn't expect that the chicken soup he made would be so delicious just by providing a recipe and method according to the "Eight Notes of Compliance with Life".
It can be described in four words - fresh, fragrant, mellow and thick!
According to the book, there was no chicken essence or anything like that. In those days, there was no such thing. What was paired with it was nothing more than some fungi and those medicinal materials, and the long stewing time produced such a taste.
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Seeing that there was no one else, Yaksha said: "Mr. Wang, lunch is here."
The soup was delivered to the window. He picked it up, blew on it twice, took a sip, and then said: "It's done! Give me another bowl and drink it slowly!"
Therefore, some patients may think it is expensive, after all, it is money spent. But the medical staff do not care, after coming here, there will be a bowl of soup. Just take a sip, and immediately say, another bowl, I will take it first, to avoid the morning noodles
No more embarrassment.
Zhang Han has already said that there is no need to spend money on arranging meals for Klia and others.
"There are two of us! Two sets of dishes, plus three bowls of rice." Yasha said.
After queuing up, Tang Xuan, Zhao Chenghui, Kelia and others arrived.
No matter how big the bowl is, it's not as big as a rice bowl...
If you want to say that you have never drank, forget it...
"All good things are in the soup. Of course, I say, you can drink it... I, Zhang Han, can't make a fortune selling this soup... If you don't drink it, I will make balls out of these pots of soup."
People in our hospital drink... That's all... We only have a few dishes for lunch, so let's order them... Many people are hungry..." Zhang Han said without further explanation.
"good."
As more and more people came to eat after finishing their meal, there were more and more comments, "Scrambled eggs are just that, but this soup, as well as potatoes and beef... are really delicious.
Absolutely..." "Doctor Zhang is right. The potatoes and beef are all delicious. The key point is the chicken soup. I have never tasted such delicious chicken soup in my whole life." "I thought the people in front of me were making a fuss!
Have you eaten the noodles in the morning? A bowl of noodles is 25, and I think the noodle soup is worth 15!" "You are right to say that, the noodle soup is worth 15! Not to mention this chicken soup... the things added in it must be worth 15.
More than noodle soup…”…
A small bowl of soup was brought over, and the woman blew it, took a sip, and immediately exclaimed: "It's delicious!"
Then, I found a seat and sat down, eating and sipping the soup in small sips.
"Okay..." The window immediately prepared the meal and gave her a double-layered tray.
"No matter how good the soup is...it won't be sold at this price...I didn't even see any chicken in it..." said a young man from behind.
That is, the hospital is small, and patients and medical staff eat together. Medical staff are free of charge, while others are paid.
The bowl of soup is gone...
However, when Yasha ordered the food, she didn't do that. She tasted the soup first and said, Oh my god!
"Four bowls!"
Seeing what Zhang Han said, the middle-aged woman in the first row could only say: "That's enough roasted beef and eggs with potatoes... give me another bowl of rice..."
"Here it is...otherwise, let's try it first..." Yasha said.
Back in the ward, Wang Shuoming was the only one lying in there, playing with his mobile phone. What else could he do in the hospital? Besides mobile phones, just mobile phones.
The eldest lady at the window asked: "Can you drink it all?"
"Why didn't I drink it? What's in this soup... Here's another bowl to try..." Wang Shuoming picked up another bowl of soup and drank it.
When Yasha came to the bedside, he asked: "What does it smell like?"
Wang Shuoming slapped his mouth, obviously still unfinished, and said, "I'll try it again..."
He picked up the third bowl of soup.
Seeing this, Yaksha's heart couldn't help but bleed.
To be honest, some people want to buy the noodle soup alone in the morning, let alone the chicken soup at noon.
Although the soup is small, you only need to take a sip, and there is no one who doesn't like it.
Three people in succession did not order soup, and the fourth one, a woman in her thirties, said: "Roast beef with potatoes, stir-fry fungus with broccoli, and give me a bowl of soup..."
As the dean, Tang Xuan definitely cannot say that if you bring me a few bowls of soup, it must be one bowl, and everyone else will also have one bowl. As for the dishes, ordering both meat and vegetables is enough.
"Chicken soup...chicken soup can still be so fragrant..." Wang Shuoming didn't believe it. He had never drank any chicken soup.
Behind her was a middle-aged man. The man said directly: "Come with all four dishes, one bowl of rice and one bowl of soup. I want to try it. Is this soup worth 15?"
Then, he took another sip, another sip, another sip...
The faint medicinal smell can be completely ignored.
"What are you having for lunch?" Wang Shuoming asked casually.
Two people spoke like this one after another, and the person behind them ordered a bowl of soup anyway, even out of curiosity.
This is the case in hospitals. Many patients do not necessarily go to the cafeteria to eat. After all, some patients have difficulty using their legs and feet and need to take their meals back.
"Chicken soup." Yasha said.
Under the praise of everyone, a problem inevitably occurred in the window.
Wang Shuoming immediately picked up a small bowl, took a sip, and then said: "Tsk tsk... this soup... is so delicious... what do you use to make it..."
Soon, the second bowl of soup was finished.
I had a taste before and only asked for four bowls. I was afraid that Wang Shuoming's one bowl wouldn't be enough. What do you mean?
Soup...finished again...
"This soup is interesting...I have never tasted such delicious chicken soup in my life. It seems...Doctor Zhang's medicinal diet really has some skills..."
With that said, he reached out and grabbed the fourth bowl of soup.
When Yasha saw his hand, he wished he could just crush it off. But he was the boss and he didn't dare to move. He could only watch as Wang Shuoming picked up the soup bowl and drank again.
