"When did your brother say such big things? I've already seen them. I'll sort out some exercises for them later and let them practice them in their free time. In addition, I'll find someone to train you, and I'll ensure stability within three months."
Overwhelm other troops." Ye Haoxuan said with a smile.
"Really? Haha, that's good, thank you, brother." Ye Ziang laughed.
"Thank you, my brother." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly.
"But... that internal skill and mental method you mentioned, is it profound? I'm afraid they won't be able to learn it." Ye Ziang said still a little worried.
"Don't worry, it's just a meditation technique, which is similar to improving your physical fitness by cultivating your mind. It's no problem." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Cultivation of mind can also improve physical fitness?" Ye Ziang asked in surprise.
"Of course, this is an introductory meditation method in ancient martial arts. It has a certain scientific basis. I can't explain it to you for a while." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Okay, let's go. I'll treat you to dinner today. There's a senior in the military department who makes some pretty good cauldron dishes." Ye Zi said proudly.
"Big pot dish?" Ye Haoxuan was confused.
"Yes, it's no worse than your health-preserving diet. Strictly speaking, it's a kind of medicinal diet. It tastes good and can maintain health. But the master has a rule that he only makes one pot a day. Even if he grows up, he can't
Make an exception, and one pot can only feed ten people, let's go, I'm not sure I can get it if I get there late." Ye Ziang said with a smile.
"Okay, then I want to see it." Ye Haoxuan said with a smile.
It was almost noon, and the two of them came to the canteen of the military headquarters together.
The military canteen has a restaurant specifically for officers to dine, but the requirement is for those at battalion level or above. Ye Ziang’s level is just right. He took Ye Haoxuan to the canteen of the military headquarters. There are strict regulations on meal times for the troops. The two of them came
It was relatively early, so there was basically no one in the restaurant.
"Uncle Huang, let's have two big pot dishes." Ye Ziang walked to a window and said with a smile.
There was only an old man in his sixties inside this window. His right hand was behind his back, and his other hand was holding a spoon and stirring the pot in front of him.
Hearing Ye Zi'ang's voice, he glanced at Ye Zi'ang lightly, then put down the spoon in his hand, took two bowls with his left hand, filled two large bowls of vegetables, and placed them on the window.
He performed the entire movement with his left hand, and his right hand was always behind his back, and he was never seen reaching out.
Ye Haoxuan felt slightly surprised. He saw that there was nothing wrong with the aura on this old man's body. He didn't know if there was something wrong with his right hand. If he didn't stretch it out, it would be hard for Ye Haoxuan to ask.
He picked up the large bowl of vegetables, and a burst of aroma hit his nostrils. Ye Haoxuan pondered for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a while and said: "Wild boar meat, truffle mushrooms, jade tofu, dense yuba, and other ingredients, as well as six kinds of unusual Chinese medicines."
This material, taken regularly, can strengthen the body and strengthen the spirit, and prevent all kinds of diseases.”
Ye Zi'ang on the side looked at Ye Haoxuan as if he had seen a ghost. The ingredients Ye Haoxuan mentioned were exactly the ingredients used in this big pot dish. Seeing him speaking out like a treasure trove, those who didn't know thought he often came here to eat.
.
The old man named Huang Bo suddenly opened his slightly drooped eyelids. He looked at Ye Haoxuan for a few times, and then returned to his indifferent look.
"Let's go and eat over there." Ye Ziang pointed to the table on one side, and the two of them sat on the table there together.
"Uncle Huang doesn't look like an ordinary person." Ye Haoxuan took a steamed bun and gnawed on it.
"The former King of Soldiers later retired from the army, but he didn't have any relatives at home, so he didn't want to leave the army. Because he was such a good cook, the leader of the army gave special permission to let him stay here to cook, which is equivalent to saying that he is in the army.
For retirement." Ye Zi said proudly.
"Why didn't he stretch out his right hand? Did he suffer any injury?" Ye Ziang asked.
"No, he is a famous sharpshooter. He is so skilled with a gun in his right hand that no one in the entire military can match him. I just don't know why he has kept his hand behind his back since he retired. No one has seen him move it." Ye Ziang said.
He shook his head and said.
Ye Haoxuan nodded, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of truffle mushroom, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
Truffles are annual fungi that grow under pine, oak, and oak trees. Truffles have a special smell and are rich in protein, amino acids and other nutrients. Their output is scarce. Therefore, together with foie gras and caviar, they are known as the three most precious delicacies in the world.
The king truffle has extremely strict requirements on the growing environment, which makes it rare and expensive.
After taking a bite of truffle, a unique taste mixed with other ingredients makes people feel bright. The taste of this big pot dish is fragrant but not strong, and the taste is just right, making people feel like they can't stop.
, it is indeed better than Ye Haoxuan’s health-preserving medicated diet.
After finishing a bowl, Ye Haoxuan felt like he still had something to eat. Ye Ziang, who was opposite him, even ate the whole bowl of cauldron. If he hadn't been concerned about his image, Ye Haoxuan would have definitely licked the bottom of the bowl.
Clean.
Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Ye Ziang glanced over there with drooling eyes, and then said depressedly: "Come on, I've finished this month's meal again."
"Limit?" Ye Haoxuan asked.
"Yeah, this stubborn old man only makes one pot a day, and it's only available at noon. It only serves ten people, and you can't make a reservation. You can only eat as you go. Because it's so delicious, all the commanders of the army just made a face.
According to this rule, a person can only eat three times a month. If there are too many, it will be violated." Ye Ziang said with a bitter smile.
Ye Haoxuan was speechless. There were so many foodies in this world, but he did feel that he still had something to say.
At this time, Uncle Huang walked out of the kitchen, holding a large pot of food in his hand. He placed it in front of Ye Haoxuan and said, "What's the difference between this bowl and the one just now?"
"Okay." Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite and put it in his mouth.
It was fragrant in the mouth. Ye Haoxuan really didn't know how to describe the taste of this dish. He closed his eyes and felt it for a moment and said: "There is an additional Chinese herbal medicine. Although it is just a kind of medicinal material, when mixed with other medicinal materials, it can become
A powerful wound medicine."
Uncle Huang's eyes shone brightly. He looked at Ye Haoxuan eagerly and asked expectantly: "What else?"
Ye Haoxuan glanced at him and saw that his right hand was still behind his back. Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly and said, "If you add a few medicinal herbs, your right hand can be cured."
Ye Haoxuan's words surprised Ye Ziang. He never knew that Uncle Huang's right hand actually had a problem. It's a pity. When he was young, he was the number one sharpshooter in China. If there is a problem with his right hand, his strength will be greatly improved.
discount.
"How did you know there was something wrong with my hand?" Uncle Huang asked, staring at Ye Haoxuan.
"Because I'm a doctor, if I'm not wrong, your cauldron dishes were passed down from ancestors, and some of the recipes were lost to your generation, so what you cook is just ordinary cauldron dishes.
"Ye Haoxuan said.
"Yes, some of the ingredients have been lost." Uncle Huang nodded.
"And your hand disease is also hereditary. This disease is a special disease. Every time you reach forty, your right hand will become stiff and immobile. The ancestral cauldron can cure your hand disease, but because it is lost
The formula, so you can’t move your hands now." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Is there anything you can do?" Long Bo slowly stretched out his right hand. As Ye Haoxuan said, his right hand was stiff and motionless, with five fingers spread out like claws and unable to bend or extend.
Ye Ziang was startled and then understood.
Long Bo retired before he was forty years old, and at that time his strength was at its peak. Many people didn't understand why he retired so early, and after he retired, he actually chose to stay in the kitchen and work.
meal.
Because with his military exploits, he could do well at any time if he wanted to, but he just stayed in the kitchen cooking, which was very puzzling.
"Uncle Huang, didn't you go see a doctor?" Ye Ziang asked in surprise.
"It's useless. There is no way to cure this disease in modern times. Haha, maybe you are thinking why I retired so early. What I am afraid of is that one day, my hand disease will suddenly occur and I will not be able to hold a gun.
Already."
Uncle Huang's words were a bit depressing. Indeed, it is a great irony that a gun king who dominates the world can no longer hold a gun.
"You have stayed here for nearly twenty years, cooking with different recipes every day, just because you want to collect the ancestral recipes and heal your hands?" Ye Haoxuan asked.
"Yes, I have used all the possible medicinal materials, but unfortunately I still have found nothing." Huang Bo sighed.
"Brother, you have a way, right?" Ye Ziang said suddenly.
"How do you know?" Ye Haoxuan smiled.
"Because you are a medical saint." Ye Ziang said with a smile.
"If you can tell the origin of this dish, it means you are not an ordinary person. Do you have any ideas?" asked Uncle Huang.
"Of course there is a way." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly. He took out a paper and pen, wrote down several medicinal materials, and handed it to Huang Bodao, "As long as you add these medicinal materials and simmer for an hour, it will become a cure for your hand disease."
It's a good medicine, but remember, the water must be mountain spring water, not tap water. Take it once a day, and your hand disease will be completely cured in half a month."
"Thank you, thank you." Uncle Huang took the paper and pen from Ye Haoxuan's hand. He was so excited that his hands were trembling slightly. After many years, he finally found a doctor who could completely treat him.
How could he not be excited if he had a cure for hand ailments?
"No, I'm a doctor, I should do it." Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly.
"I don't like to owe others favors. This is the recipe for a big pot dish passed down from my ancestors. You may know the ingredients, but you don't know the cooking method. There are detailed records on it." Uncle Huang said and took out a book.
