Chapter 351 Shaoshan’s famous dish “can’t die”, will you cure me now? (All orders require additional updates)
"Brother-in-law, he's not old either!" Ye Yun asked everyone.
At this time Mr. Xie explained:
"Hey, they all said that prescription was given by an old doctor."
"You said it has a nose and eyes, I thought it was true."
Fang Yan was speechless by this situation and said:
"To be honest, since the prescription was written, only nine people have come to see me. I don't know where they, an old doctor, got their conclusion."
My uncle Zhu Lang said:
"I see, it's all lies. The more people spread the rumor, the more people will believe it."
"I think so." Ye Yun also nodded.
Mr. Xie looked at Fang Yan and said:
"After all, Chinese medicine doctors say that the older you get, the better it gets. They think it's normal that the prescription was given by an old Chinese medicine doctor."
"I just didn't expect that the legendary old miracle doctor would be so young. I guess not many people would believe it, right?"
As soon as the old man said this, everyone else nodded.
Ye Yun said:
"Grandpa, now you should trust my level, right?"
The old man nodded subconsciously, then immediately shook his head and said:
"Hey, my old man hasn't seen a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in many years, and I can't tell how good he is."
"Only believe in one principle. Seeing is believing. Listening is false. Look at what happens when lies are spread. So you still have to experience it for yourself."
Ye Yun was speechless. He had to be seen anyway. Do you think he could die if he said it nicer?
At this time, Fang Yan said with a smile:
"You are right, old man. Reputation is just a reference. In the end, it depends on your true ability."
Mr. Xie finally praised:
"I just like people like you who are capable and confident."
Then he waved his hand and greeted everyone:
"Come on, don't be polite, use your chopsticks quickly."
Everyone picked up their chopsticks. Today, there was a plate of chili peppers, a plate of Hunan fermented bean curd, a plate of wild vegetables, a plate of spinach, the only meat dish of braised pork, and a bowl of green vegetable and tofu soup.
The staple food is rice, which is popular among southerners.
It is the so-called "92 meters". This term is the standard specified by the Government Affairs Council in March 1950. It refers to 100 kilograms of brown rice and 92 kilograms of white rice.
There is also "Eight Sides", which means that 100 kilograms of wheat are ground into 81 kilograms of flour.
Such a standard can retain more of the aleurone layer and germ of the grain, which is better in terms of nutrition.
At that time, people all over the country ate "ninety-two rice" and "eight noodles". It was said that 800 million kilograms of grain could be saved a year and two million more people could be fed.
It’s just that the taste is definitely not as good as polished rice.
The old man was quite enthusiastic. He pointed to a plate of wild vegetables in the dialect and said:
"Young man, this purslane is our Shaoshan people's favorite thing. It can be eaten fresh, stir-fried, cooked into porridge, eaten dry, and even used as stuffing."
"Some people in our hometown used to call it the longevity vegetable. It won't die, the longevity flower."
“The teachers all said that purslane is both edible and medicinal.”
Fang Yan immediately put a chopstick into the bowl. Purslane is usually best eaten from June to September, which is obviously old.
However, Fangyan still took it into his mouth in one bite. Chewing and chewing, he felt a sour taste spreading in his mouth.
This is what purslane tastes like.
Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Well, this is indeed a good thing. It enters the liver, spleen, and large intestine meridians, clears away heat and dampness, detoxifies and reduces swelling, relieves coughs and kills insects. The most important thing is that it also diuretics and relieves stranguria. You can eat more now."
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"Ah? Really." The old man was a little surprised.
Fang Yan nodded to him and took another chopstick, eating with gusto, and responded vaguely:
"Well, according to our Chinese medicine explanation, this is the case."
Seeing that Fang Yan was eating so deliciously, the old man quickly put a chopstick into the bowl and said:
"No wonder something is wrong with my body. It seems that I haven't eaten enough purslane."
When the meal was halfway through, Zhao Chunsheng's braised fish arrived.
It was such a big fish, served on a big plate, and he delivered it himself.
The old man asked him to stay for dinner, but he quickly said no, he just saw Fang Yan coming and came here specially to add some food.
This situation is very common in military compounds.
Often when I have food at home, I will prepare it and deliver it to other people’s homes.
It's just that Zhao Chunsheng's family is relatively high-level, so he can let the cafeteria work overtime to help make stir-fries at this time. As soon as the fish was served, everyone's attention was obviously attracted except Mr. Xie.
There's no way, they don't eat here very often, so they only come here on weekends to reminisce about the bitterness and sweetness.
But no one liked the dishes on the table.
It’s not that she is spoiled, the main reason is that every time the old man asks her to cook, she must use less oil and less salt. Not only does the ingredients have no oil and water, but she is not even willing to give her salt.
When they trained intensively, they were used to heavy oil and salt, but it was a bit unaccustomed to suddenly come back to remember the bitterness and sweetness.
This fish, sent for the sake of dialect, can be regarded as a solution to this problem.
For such a big fish in one meal, there was nothing left to eat.
Only Fang Yan and Mr. Xie ate wild vegetables, spinach, and other things in silence.
After he finished eating, the old man pointed at the dialect and praised:
"The young man is very hard-working and hard-working!"
"You look like you have endured hardship, and you are very suitable to my old man's taste!"
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Then he pointed at the others and said:
"Everyone will stop eating other dishes when they see a fish."
The other people were also left speechless by the old man.
Every time I have a meal, I have to be educated.
At this time, Ye Yun quickly changed the subject and said to the old man:
"Grandpa, it's ready."
"Now that you have eaten, let my brother-in-law see you."
"Okay." Mr. Xie nodded.
Then he stood up and said:
"Then let's go and watch in the study, so don't follow us."
This aspect is relatively private, and the old man really doesn't want his grandchildren to know too much.
Mainly because it's embarrassing.
Ye Yun glanced at several other people. Everyone had no objections, so she nodded and said:
"Okay, we'll wait outside."
Mr. Xie greeted the dialect and said:
"Come on, young man, follow me."
Fang Yan nodded and followed.
The two came to the study room. After the old man sat down, Fang Yan began to diagnose him.
The base of the tongue is purple and edematous, the tongue coating is thin and yellow, and the pulse is stringy and thin.
In addition to painful urination and inability to urinate, the scrotum is moist, there is dryness and bitterness in the mouth, aversion to cold and fever, and I always wake up easily when I fall asleep at night, and I have many dreams.
Then after eating meat and greasy food, the stool will be unformed and last for two to three days.
Fang Yan finally understood why the old man didn't like eating meat. It wasn't all about remembering the bitter and savoring the sweet, but also his own reasons.
Seeing Fang Yan's confident look, the old man asked:
"How is it? Do you see what's wrong with me?"
"I can see it." Fang Yan nodded, and then said:
"Don't worry, this is a common disease and can be easily cured."
Hearing what the dialect said, the old man asked in disbelief:
"Young man, let me tell you, I have been taking Western medicine for half a year."
"If it's not curable, don't be brave."
Dialect said speechlessly:
"Believe me, it's a very simple question."
Then he showed the silver needle on his wrist and said:
"I will give you acupuncture first to help you deal with the problem of difficulty urinating."
When the old man heard this, he was shocked and asked in disbelief:
"You mean, you can tie it up for me now?"
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