"Oh, how did you know?" Zhu Yundan lost his voice in surprise, his almond-shaped eyes widened.
Judging from the woman's reaction, Qiu Yu knew that he had guessed correctly. He smiled proudly and said, "I can also tell fortunes, and I am known as Qiu Banxian."
Zhu Yundan said coquettishly: "Stop talking nonsense. You are the only one who is half-immortal. I don't believe it."
"Don't believe it, I calculated it very accurately."
"Then tell me, what's wrong with me?"
Staring at the handsome face opposite him, Qiu Yu pretended to be mysterious and said: "It seems to be some kind of unspeakable disease that makes you ashamed to go to the hospital for treatment, so you want me to help."
Zhu Yundan was stunned, feeling that this boy was really smart. Even though she admired her in her heart, she had a look of disapproval on her face and curled her lips and said, "If you have the guts, tell me, what disease do I have?"
"Then don't blame me if I tell you."
"Oh, just tell me, I don't blame you, you're a big man with such ink stains."
Since the beautiful female anchor made the guarantee, Qiu Yu lowered his voice and said, "I think you have hemorrhoids."
"Ah..." Zhu Yundan was extremely surprised. Her red mouth was in an O-shape. She felt incredible. She blushed and asked, "How do you know? Are you really good at telling fortunes?"
Qiu Yu smiled and said: "The doctor's focus is on observation. When you sat down just now, there was a hint of pain in your eyes. After you sat down, half of your buttocks was resting on the chair, so I suspect you have hemorrhoids. Also,
, if it’s a disease that doesn’t involve sex, you can just go to the hospital for treatment, and there’s no need to look for me.”
What she said touched Zhu Yundan's mind. She has been suffering from hemorrhoids for two years. She had been using hemorrhoid cream before, which basically maintained the status quo but could not cure it. Recently, the disease has become serious and the pain is so severe that she can't even apply ointment.
It worked, but the pain was even more unbearable when she walked or sat down. She wanted to go to the hospital for treatment, but considering that her career was on the rise, if the news was exposed, I'm afraid it would have a bad impact, especially those in the media who would use it to make a big deal.
Articles, if newspapers were full of stories about a popular female host suffering from hemorrhoids and going to the hospital for treatment, she would not be ashamed to appear on TV again.
The so-called female stars always show their most perfect side when facing the public. For example, hidden diseases such as foot odor, hemorrhoids, and gynecological diseases must be kept secret to avoid being known.
Zhu Yundan admired Qiu Yu's keen observation. She asked shyly: "Then can you help cure my disease?"
Qiu Yu said cheerfully: "No problem, since you trust me, I can help you. As for whether it can be cured, I have to see it before I know."
Zhu Yundan whispered worriedly: "Then... you can't mention this to others, and you must keep it a secret for me, okay?"
"Don't worry, no other person will know except you."
A smile appeared on Zhu Yundan's face, "Thank you very much. Can you give me a doctor after we finish dinner? Come to my house."
"Can……"
Seeing Qiu Yu agree, Zhu Yundan felt hope in her heart. His medical skills are so good, he should be able to cure my disease. Then, feeling a little relaxed, she called the waiter in and ordered a lot of delicious food to entertain him.
After a while, the waiter brought the dishes one after another. Zhu Yundan was ill and could not drink. He drank the drinks to accompany him. The beauty was eye-catching, the food was delicious, and the wine was mellow. Qiu Yu ate it without any ceremony.
Zhu Yundan was very good at accompanying guests and whispered softly: "Eat more. The chef here is very famous. He is the youngest among the top ten famous chefs in Hanzhou. His craftsmanship is excellent. Please try it again."
This jade taro.”
It was a bone china plate shaped like a lotus seat, as white as jade, with nine slices of taro inside. It was green and crystal clear, like emerald, and exuded a faint fragrance.
Zhu Yundan picked up a piece of taro with chopsticks and put it on the plate in front of Qiu Yu. Just looking at the quality of the taro, he knew it must have been made by a famous chef. Qiu Yu picked it up and took a bite. He felt that it melted in his mouth and the sweet fragrance lingered on his lips.
It spread all over the place, and I couldn't help but praise it, "It's delicious."
Zhu Yundan smiled and said: "Of course, this is one of Chef Zheng's specialty dishes. I guess no one can make taro that tastes better than him..."
Qiu Yu started chewing, and after finishing a piece of taro, he commented: "This dish is good, but I have eaten taro that tastes better than this. I feel that the taste of what I am eating now is still a bit lacking, and it is very good in the mouth."
, the stamina is not enough, and it cannot be called the best.”
Zhu Yundan exclaimed, "You are too tongue-tied. It is said that the national leaders dined at Mozhuxuan when they came to Hanzhou to inspect their work, and they all praised the jade taro dish. You still find fault with it?"
Qiu Yu smiled and said: "They have never tasted anything better than this."
The young waiter who was serving the dishes was very disapproving when he heard Qiu Yu's words. He secretly commented that the dishes made by Chef Zheng are so delicious, especially the jade taro dish.
Thumbs up, what will you kid eat?
The waiter put the steamed mandarin fish on the table and walked out after a few words of introduction. She decided to tell Chef Zheng what the boy said.
The last dish was smooth sailing, made from various raw materials such as sea cucumbers and shrimps, and served in a bamboo sailboat. It was colorful and fragrant. The person who brought this dish was not a waiter, but the hotel chef Fatty Zheng.
This man is twenty-six or seventeen years old. Despite his young age, he is a good cook. He is well-known in the Hanzhou cooking circle and is known as a knife. He has a chubby body and is wearing white work clothes. His head is as big as a bucket.
He has a tall hat, a bright red silk scarf tied around his thick neck, his eyes are narrowed like a thin line, and he is always smiling. He looks a bit wretched, and he can be called the most coquettish cook in history.
This person is a die-hard fan of Zhu Yundan. Usually he is too lazy to cook himself. He only directs a group of chefs under him to work. He only shows his hands when important guests come over. However, whenever the beautiful female anchor Zhu Yundan comes to dine, he will definitely cook in person.
The master serves the beauties.
Just now I heard the waiter Xiaoling say that the boy who was eating with Zhu Yundan said that his jade taro was not delicious, which immediately made him furious. You know, this is taro cooked using ancient methods. It is almost lost. He and his master are the only ones in the world.
Everyone praised him for being able to make such ultimate taro slices with great color, flavor and flavor. He didn't expect that a young boy would dare to find fault with him. It was unreasonable. Based on this, he wanted to question the other party, so he personally brought the dish of Yifanfengshun into the restaurant.
When he saw the graceful Zhu Yundan in the box, his anger dissipated a little and he said with a smile: "The big star looks good, he is getting more and more beautiful!"
Zhu Yundan often comes to dine here and is familiar with the owner and chef of the restaurant. She smiled and said: "Fat man, your cooking skills are getting better and better. The dishes are so good that I have become a foodie when I come to your hotel."
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Fatty Zheng chuckled and said, "Thank you for your praise." When he looked at the young man next to him who was bowing his head to drink, a look of anger immediately appeared on his face, and he said angrily: "There are still people who find fault with me, saying that I am made of taro.