Chapter 1115： Meal first line

After many rectifications and reforms, the food street in Yunhua City has become more regular now.

However, the peculiarity and unhygienic nature of the food court are about to change from stubborn illness to tradition.

Ling Ran is willing to come to the food street because he likes the liveliness and popularity here, rather than the crowds and E. coli. Therefore, instead of going deep into the food street, Ling Ran found a corner food shop and sat down .

Shaojia Restaurant.

This is a store that perfectly meets Ling Ran's needs. Sitting in the Shaojia Pavilion, some of them are like sitting in the Xiagou home. The courtyard can be quiet and safe, and the courtyard can be noisy and noisy. A little distance, and deeper, like a laparoscopic surgery.

Today ’s off-hours, it ’s not appropriate to go home. Ling Ran stopped his little Jetta and looked at the food street at five in the morning. It feels quite comfortable-for the boss clerk and diners, maybe it should be The food street called five o'clock in the morning sells supper instead of breakfast.

"Dr. Ling is here, what would you like to eat today?" The old man in the shop recognized Ling Ran through the eyes, and quickly greeted him.

"Fish fillet porridge, side dishes, and beef." Ling Ran ordered very casually, and found a place to sit by the window.

At this time, even the stay-at-night tribe had basically gone home, and there were only two guests in the Shaojiaguan.

There were only two guys in the shop doing things slowly.

After a while, the old man brought the fish fillet porridge and side dishes, and said: "The boss has come to buy it, do you want to try our new dish steamed beef, which matches well with the fish fillet porridge."

Ling Ran's gaze moved from the position of fish fillet porridge: "A new dish designed by Shao boss?"

"Of course not, it's a new dish I designed." The old man raised his chest and raised his head: "The boss is now running around, and he likes to cook the dishes he used to cook, and he doesn't like to make new dishes. Different."

Ling Ran looked up at the decree line of an old man who claimed to be a young man and smiled slightly: "I try your new dish."

"Yeah, the old is not as good as the new. I will tell boss Shao that in the current restaurant, it is necessary to constantly introduce new products, always eating the previous dishes, a customer will be tired of eating ..." The old man in the morning, A little verbose, maybe a little sleepy, let him talk non-stop.

Ling Ran tasted a bite of steamed beef, and gave him an inexplicable look.

"How?" The old man looked forward.

Ling Ran thought for a few seconds and said: "12 points."

The old man was shocked: "120% mean?"

"Out of 100." Ling Ran gently pushed the steamed beef, saying: "Trouble me to change the fried beef or roast beef."

"But ... but this is a new product." The old man leaned over to pick up the dish of steamed beef with gray color and whispered: "Boss Shao is not here, I will do things for him."

Ling Ran nodded: "I believe the taste of your barbecue is closer to that of boss Shao."

"I will never be weaker than Lao Shao." The old man stood up strong and mumbled to re-grill: "It must be that you have a weak taste at night, and it will not be the case to eat steamed beef during the day. Modern people The taste is too heavy, and the mouth says light diet. When ordering, they are spicy and spicy ... "

As he thought, he grabbed a handful of skewers and set it on the fire.

Ah ~

The old man called out, and the tone was somewhat like boss Shao.

Ling Ran nodded. He now performs demonstration surgery for the training doctors in the training camp every day, and he is relatively satisfied with these players who can keep pace with the training. In this way, although Bo Shao ’s folks failed to innovate on steamed beef, it was not blind innovation, but it could be regarded as a very basic innovation. After all, it is one thing to learn Bo Shao ’s barbecue skills. It sounds like learning from the sound, it is really hard work.

When serving food, the old man's drooping right hand proved Ling Ran's guess.

I saw the old man with a deep decree, holding a steaming barbecue in his left hand, and a white medical box in his right hand, with the handle and lid edge of the medical box, and fresh uncoagulated blood beads slowly rolling down, Just like his soothing pace.

The medical box of Shaojiaguanzi was carefully selected by boss Shao. There are two main characteristics. One is that the handle is very soft, even if the palm is injured, it will not be too painful to hold. The second is the lid of the medical box There is a blood trough on it, and if there is not much bleeding, it will not drip to the ground, which can fully guarantee the hygiene in the restaurant.

Of course, the weight and contents of the medical case are also particular, and the case is easy to clean, not to mention.

For example, now, old folks who have mastered the skills of carrying medical boxes can use their uninjured hands to carry the plates, and then use the injured hand-held medical boxes, and the blood left behind will be collected.

"Dr. Ling, can you help me sew it? The iron sign is poked in the meat." The old man smiled and said: "All the dirty signs are thrown away, you can rest assured."

Ling Ran nodded unexpectedly, first took out the alcohol gel to wipe his hands, and then looked at the old man's right hand.

Because I have been working in the Shaojiaguan for a long time, the palms of old folks are full of scars pierced by iron signs, most of them are small dots, and there are several lacerations, which are superimposed on special circumstances.

There are only two wounds he broke today, namely the thick eyes of cotton swabs, which are not serious.

The man did n’t take it seriously, he opened the first-aid kit with one hand, and took out the disposable needle thread iodine and other things, and said: "Lao Shao is not here, do n’t save him, use iodine casually. . "

"Okay." Ling Ran was too skilled at doing this kind of thing, mainly to do the debridement again. The suture only took two stitches, and then asked: "Tetanus has been hit, isn't it?"

"Tetanus, rabies vaccine, we administer it regularly every year."

"That's okay." Ling Ran nodded, glued a piece of gauze with adhesive tape, and tidied up the table a little, then changed places and started tasting the barbecue.

Perhaps because of a little exercise, the roasted meat is no longer hot, but it releases a rich aroma. If you taste it carefully, you can not only feel the taste of lamb, but also have a spicy taste.

Ling Ran nodded slowly: "It has the flavor of boss Shao."

"That's for sure, what about Moxie's technology." The old man packed his things and laughed with self-deprecation.

Ling Ran plucked two skewers of meat and drank two mouthfuls of porridge with fish fillets.

The food street outside the window is full of figures and staggering, and it is also a lively and comfortable scene.

The old man was hesitating for two minutes. He seemed to think about it. He sat down and said, "Dr. Ling, your knees are uncomfortable. Can I get you to have an operation?"

Ling Ran looked at the other party, UU read and said: "Yes. But the damage of knee surgery is relatively large. In general, it is impossible to recover to the level of ordinary people. I mainly do meniscus and ligament. "

Only when I was a doctor did I know that no matter if I was playing dinner, I would always meet a patient or a patient's family member or friend.

When I met, I met. Anyway, I have to do surgery, and Ling Ran is not picky.

"It's the meniscus ..." The old man hurriedly said: "It's a guest on our side who likes to play football. As a result, the meniscus is broken. He knows that our boss Shao is often injured. He loves to go to the hospital. Tian lame to eat meat and asked me to come, but the boss is not in the store yet ... "

"Then you can come to the hospital for examination." Ling Ran thought of this and took a look at the three intermediate chests that he hadn't opened yet. In this emergency task, he got a total of four intermediate chests. After opening a sketching skill, Ling Ran didn't have it. Anxious to open again, he itched while looking at the treasure chest: "I will not go to work tomorrow, there should be an outpatient clinic on Friday.

The old man responded in a hurry, insisting on freeing Ling Ran from the order, and then put him in the car.

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