"Bro, is there anything special about the medicated diet in this restaurant? Why would you invite us here to have lunch right after you come back?" asked Tong Yuquan, the chairman of Nanxing Pharmaceutical Group.
Guan Tianping gave an enigmatic answer: "because it could root out all kinds of discomforts and diseases."
Tong Yuquan said with doubts: "medicated diet can only be regarded as the crude processing of medicinal materials, and some of the medicinal properties could even be destroyed in the heating process. It can only be used as an adjuvant treatment, as for the so called "root out all kinds of discomforts and diseases", that might be an exaggeration."
As Guan Tianping's long-time friend, Tong Yuquan knew his condition and suggested with worries, "Bro, no delay is allowed for your disease, how about getting your treatment in America? A friend of mine is one of the authorities of respiratory medicine, and his new treatment is very effective."
Guan Tianping shook his head with a smile, then took out the test report he had this morning from his bag and handed it to Tong Yuquan.
Tong Yuquan took over the report with confusion and was stunned after reading it. Right away, he turned it back to the first page, and read it again line by line.
"That's … impossible. Are you sure they didn't make any mistakes for this report?" Tong Yuquan still can't believe the result he just read in that medical examination report.
"I totally understand your thinking because I was the same when I just read this. But that's the fact, and I didn't even cough since last night." Guan Tianping explained.
"Because of the medicated diet here? Then how long have you been eating it?" said Wang Ming, the principal of Nanshan University, who took the report from Tong Yuquan to read it.
"Just had a bowl of porridge last night."
"Impossible! Even Hua Tuo and Bian Que, the most excellent doctors in ancient China, can't make this either." With his professional common sense, Tong Yuquan couldn't have believed such unscientific things. If it's not Guan Tianping speaking of this, he might throw the chair under his butt toward the person spreading such rumors.
Meng Jingyi put her hands on her knees, sitting upright, like a "well-behaved" emoji. In fact, she really wanted to take out her mobile phone to take a 360 ° panoramic photo and post it in her WeChat zone so that all her friends could know that she was dinning with those bigwigs, p.s. "I'm thinking about what to order, can anyone give me some suggestions?". And then she might be able to brag about this thing for a long time in her life.
Next time, when Xu Meili, who is from the planning group, shows off her fancy clothes and purses in front of her, Meng Jingyi can take out this photo to amaze Xu Meili. While she sees the envious and worshipful emotion in Xu Meili's eyes, she would say: "You do know the Yu Bancheng, the richest man in south hill city, don't you? In front of him, you might feel like nobody. But I have chatted and eaten with him before. Hahaha…" It will be perfect to end the conversation with a victory laughter.
Meng Jingyi, who was still in her perfect imagination, didn't notice what these bigwigs were talking about. And that might be the reason why he is still an intern director.
"Here are your noodles" Fang Tang set up eight pairs of tableware first and then brought out a pot from the kitchen.
As soon as the lid was lifted, the strong and gorgeous fragrance is smelled by all of them. And this aroma alone is enough to make their mouths water.
"So, we need to scoop it by ourselves, right?" asked Guan Tianping. He didn't expect that Fang Tang would serve a pot of noodles instead of a bowl of noodles for each person.
"No, you don't have to. I will do that for you. Hope you don't mind, because these medicated noodles have to be done in this way." answered Fang Tang.
Fang Tang didn't lie because each "food buff" can only work for a meal, and he only has 1 Junior Heal, two Primary Heal now, so it's impossible for him to use the healing buff for eight bowls of noodles. Therefore, the only feasible way is to make the noodles in a big pot and apply the divine spell to them. After that, he can scoop them out into eight bowls.
Picking up a pair of chopsticks with each hand, Fang Tang used the chopsticks in his right hand to clamp one noodle and put its first part into the bowl. Then he used the left-hand chopsticks to hold the subsequent part of the noodle and put it into the bowl. However, this noodle seemed to be very long, and there was still a part in the pot after he did that.
So, what you can see is that Fang Tang uses chopsticks on both hands alternately, and noodles are lifted out of the pot one by one going into bowls. While he was busy with his hands, his mouth was not being idle, but saying: "long, long, long, longevity."
"It turns out that one noodle is enough." Meng Jingyi finally saw the difference. For this longevity noodle, each bowl is perfect to hold one long noodle.
"This is the authentic longevity noodle. I never thought this young boss could have such skills." Wang Ming sighed.
There are several types of traditional longevity noodles. One is the noodle made by Fang Tang that is very long and shouldn't get broken after boiling it, which represents the best wish for longevity. The other is that the invited guests would pick up the longest noodle in their bowl, then put it into another bowl, handing it to the birthday person. This symbolizes that the birthday person has a hundred blessings for his longevity.
The noodles Fang Tang has made are the most authentic and sophisticated. The chef not only has to ensure the chewiness of these noodles, but also needs to keep each one continuous as a whole while kneading it. And in the boiling process, the chef has to be very careful and make sure these noodles are integrated. While putting them in bowls, you have to control your force on using chopsticks so that they won't get broken.
Without solid cooking skills, it is hard for pastry chefs to make such thin, long and nice flavored noodles. Because the thinner these noodles are, the more fragile.
These noodles Fang Tang made are thin and continuous. What's more amazing is that he didn't only cook eight pieces of noodles in the same pot, but also skillfully put them into different bowls without breaking the noodles at all.
Even his skill at serving noodles is enough to impress others. After getting all the noodles out, Fang Tang scooped some soup from the pot and poured into each bowl. With a strong and nice fragrance, this milky white soup appeals to all these people.
Guan Tianping gave the first bowl of noodles to the aged wheelchair man respectfully.
"Senior commander, have the first try please." said Guan Tianping.
"Thanks. With a mere look, I know it will taste nice." answered the aged man in a wheelchair.
Then everyone else took their bowl except Meng Jiying. Her noodles was handed by Fang Tang. These people thought they were cousins, so they didn't notice the difference.
But Fang Tang was doing this for a reason. The noodles in this pot are added with buff, so the ill people will be cured after having it, and the healthy ones will be physically strengthened. For those aged, their diseases or discomforts can be cured after eating it. Meng Jingyi is different, she is quite healthy and she works at a TV station.
Fang Tang is not yet ready to make his medicated diet be exposed on TV. And he had carefully thought about selling buff added food. Due to his limited divine spells and "Faith in Food" score, this food can only be supplied with limited number. Then the best way is to open a high-end market. Even though he knew none of these aged guests here today, he could still tell that they were extraordinary, and this would be an opening for him to start a high-end market.
However, if the people at the TV station knew this, it would be totally different. For a high audience rating, they might exaggerate the report. So far, he couldn't provide enough buff added food, and this would only backfire.
Therefore, while Fang Tang was taking this bowl of noodles to Meng Jingyi, he chose to eliminate "Food Buff". He is very satisfied with this function that he could add or eliminate buff at will. Even though the buff is eliminated, the "Faith in Food" score he consumed won't be added back.
"Nice flavor! This noodle looks common, and the soup is thin, However, it has an excellent fresh aroma. Gulping down the soup, my whole body is warm now, like having a sauna bath. That's really a relaxed and nice feeling." Tong Yuquan took a long breath and felt never better.
At first, the elderly man in a wheelchair trembled his hands and picked up the noodles. It was very difficult for him to even swallow. After two or three bites, his hands stopped shaking, and he looked more spirited. Then he started to sit straight and gulp it.
Guan Tianping, who was keeping his eyes on this aged man in a wheelchair, smiled after seeing the difference and said: "senior commander, take it slow and don't choke yourself."
Suddenly, an incredible expression showed on this aged wheelchair man's face. He checked his legs and knocked them hard with his hands.
"What's wrong, commander Xu?" asked Yu Bancheng, who was sitting on the other side of the old man.
"Nothing, it might be my illusion." the aged man shook his head and continued to eat.
Except for Meng Jingyi, all the people here have already eaten delicacies of every kind, both Chinese and foreign cuisines. But now they are all gobbling down these noodles and still want more after finishing them.
"Young boss, one more bowl please!" Tong Yuquan, who was the first one to finish eating, said this as he stood up. And he also used his chopsticks stirring in the pot to make sure there were no more noodles there.
Fu Hongshen, who has been eating noodles silently, reached out the soup ladle and scooped half bowl of noodle soup. Others also grabbed the ladle when they saw what he was doing. And those who didn't have ladle used their small spoon to scoop soup from the pot.
Meng Jingyi was the only one who didn't join them, she was hesitating whether it was OK to do so. However, when she looked into the pot and started to get some, Guan Tianping had already grabbed the pot and poured the remaining noodle soup directly into the aged wheelchair man's bowl.
Really, they didn't miss any drop of the soup.
"Young boss, could you please make more for us?" Fu Hongshen said this after drinking the soup.
"I'm afraid not because it needs special ingredients to make these noodles, and what I have is only enough to make this much. So, there are no available ingredients." Fang Tang answered.
"That's really a pity. After having this noodle, even meat will be tasteless to me in the next three months." Wang Ming sighed.
Guan Tianping saw that this aged wheelchair man now has a better complexion after finishing his noodles. When he first got to this restaurant, curling up in his wheelchair, he really looked weak and fragile. But now, he was longer like that, and even the young soldier standing still behind him also noticed the difference in this aged wheelchair man.
The young soldier put his fingers on the wrist of this aged man and felt nothing else but the smooth and strong pulse, so he was quite confused.
"Little Luo don't worry. As I said, this medicated meal is good to our health." Guan Tianping patted the young man's arm with a smile.
The other- aged men also felt something different in their bodies, but they were unable to name the exact difference. At least, they all feel much more comfortable now. In particular, Tong Yuquan, who stayed up late last night to study a new drug experimental report, had a bit of migraine this morning. Now he feels totally refreshed and has no headache at all.
"Is this medicinal diet really as magical as Guan Tianping said?" Tong Yuquan can't help thinking about it in his mind.
Seeing his old friends all having an expression with both surprise and confusion, Guan Tianping laughed and took out a book writing down something, then he tore it off to Fang Tang and said: "young boss, here you are, for this meal."
Fang Tang took it and saw that it was a check with a lot of zeros written on it.
"1 million yuan!" Meng Jingyi who stood next to Fang Tang, took a glimpse and couldn't help reading it out.
This pot of noodles is worth 1 million yuan.