Chapter 307

Hum, when she finished her breakfast, she went to the pharmacy to make medicine and then helped Xiao an to wash the dishes.

When Jin pushed the door in, listening to xiaoqu'er, he said with a low smile, "Xiaomei Shi, are you in such a good mood?"

"Of course, good."

"You don't have any time to start." When Jin approached, he spread oil paper on the table and began to apply medicine, "don't worry! I didn't let you do it in vain. I have a clear idea of whether or how to treat it. "

"Poof..." Zhang Qiao chuckled, "elder martial brother, don't let people say behind your back that you have no medical ethics."

"I'm not afraid! The doctor also has the freedom of choice. She has a bad mind and always wants to bully my younger martial sister. I didn't drop a stone from the well or take another dose of medicine. It's very generous. " Shijin didn't care at all, and his words didn't affect him.

After a while, he took the medicine to Shi Song and asked him to take it to the backyard. Then he went back to the house to catch old lady Zhang's medicine. "Younger martial sister, I'll give you the plaster used by those people in the backyard. I'll go to Lao Zhang's house."

"OK, I promise I won't break the signboard of elder martial brother."

"Nothing! Elder martial brother is not afraid of your smashing. Elder martial brother's signboard is made of iron. It can't be broken. " When brocade rare mischievous smile, and then carry the medicine box to go out, "I first go there to see."

"Good!"

Zhang Qiao had been busy in the pharmaceutical room for a long time. When she was about to cook, she pushed the door and came in, "Miss Zhang, since you are here, what about lunch?"

"I'll do it!"

"Hey, hey!" Shi songgan went out with a smile.

My heart is so beautiful that I want to sing!

He didn't have to cook lunch at last.

When Zhang Qiao finished making the ointment, she went to the kitchen to cook. It was Shi Song who started the fire. After Gu Heng came in, he drove Shi song out directly. A governor sat in front of the stove to make a fire. That was really out of place.

Old turtle soup is simmered in the earthen pot in the stove, rice is steamed in the small pot next to it, and there are three layers of steaming drawers on the small stove next to it. Inside are black fungus steamed chicken, peacock Kaiping, and dozens of miscellaneous grain buns.

"Mr. Heng, you are more and more pyrotechnic now. When people in the south of the Yangtze River see the censor sitting in front of the stove burning, what do they think?"

Gu Heng said with indifference: "what's the point of burning a fire? They haven't seen their assassins grind bean curd oars, boil bean curd oars, air dried beancurd, make rice noodles, touch snails in the paddy field, and plant flowers in the field, with their back to the sky and their face to the loess. They hold the family fat in one hand and the flower seedlings in the other. Tut tut tut Isn't that more shocking than sitting in front of a stove and burning a fire? "

"Poof Ha ha ha Zhang Qiao was amused by his tone, and Gu Heng couldn't help laughing. They just laughed in the kitchen and couldn't stop laughing.

Two people's minds can not help but emerge from the scene of Huatian, from a few of them can not let go and dislike, and then to break the pot, the expression is really wonderful.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Qian was attracted by the laughter and stood at the kitchen door, looking at them without expression, "what's so funny? Let me say it, too

“……” The laughter stopped suddenly. They turned to the kitchen door and said, "nothing."

Smell speech, Gu Qian's face sink down, lift step to come in, sit in front of the table by the window, cross two Lang legs to look at the stove this side, have the meaning that I watch you cook all the time greatly.

Zhang Qiao doesn't care and continues to cook.

Gu Heng's heart trembled. He felt that in the hot kitchen, with the arrival of Gu Qian, there was a cold smell everywhere. He wanted to explain it, but there was nothing to explain. He and Zhang Qiao didn't do anything wrong to his ninth uncle. After explaining, they were modest.

On such a thought, Gu Heng also slowly calmed down.

Zhang Qiao diced the pickled dried radish and dried plum vegetables, diced the green and red peppers, cut the dried peppers into sections and diced the garlic into small pieces, and set them aside. After cleaning the big pot, he said to Gu Heng in front of the stove, "master Heng, go to the big stove and make a fire."

"All right."

When the pan is hot, Zhang Qiao pours oil into the pan. When the oil temperature is right, she sauts the dried pepper until fragrant. Then she sauts the raw meat with minced garlic. Then she sauts the garlic with soy sauce and salt. After a while, she adds the dried radish and dried plum, and continues to stir fry for a while.

Then, pour in half a bowl of water, "honing boy, make a small fire." Turn the heat down and simmer for a while until the water is dry. Finally, add green and red pepper and stir well.

The dishes in the pot give off bursts of fragrance. Gu Heng is very curious and asks: "Miss Zhang, I look at some dried radish and dried vegetables, but why is the smell so attractive?"

"Mr. Heng, don't you forget the screw powder? It's the most common food, but don't you know what it tastes like? Food is also made of ordinary ingredients. How to make it delicious depends on how to make it? " Zhang Qiao put the fried grandmother dish up.Ladle water to brush the pot, continue to fry other dishes.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhang Qiao put down the spatula, looked at the dishes on the stove and nodded with satisfaction, "OK! Let's get ready for dinner. " Jiuye has been cooking soup for you, so he said, "I'll make it for you today."

Gu Qian got up and asked her, "do I look weak?"

“……” Zhang Qiao was stunned and then laughed, "no, no! The ninth master is tall and powerful. He is strong in martial arts. He stands up to heaven and earth. He is ambitious and has made great achievements in history. He is famous all over the world... "

"Enough!" Gu Qian quickly stopped, thinking, is she going to use all the idioms in her mind on him?

Gu Qian steps out, leaving Gu Heng biting his lips and Zhang Qiao with a confused face.

Zhang Qiao asked strangely, "master Heng, is the ninth master angry with me?" It's strange. How can you suddenly change your face?

"Poof..." Gu Heng gave a puff, then bit his lip tightly and held it back. Jun's face turned red. Because of the smile, his face looked a little ferocious. He was afraid that Zhang Qiao would ask again, and he was even more afraid that he couldn't hold back his smile. After a while, he invited uncle Jiu of vinegar king to come over again, so he kept waving his hand, bent over and walked out quickly.

Gu Heng rushed out of the gate at one go. After a long distance, he burst out laughing.

My God.

Is Zhang Qiao a funny person sent by heaven?

There are no such funny people in their life circle. What are those words? Ha ha ha! How funny!