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In the small kitchens in the capital, the chefs took turns to come up with new dishes for him like magic. The colorful and tempting foods were enough to make people's mouths water just by looking at them, but now, those delicacies that he once praised so much seem bland.

In comparison, Mo Changfeng's condition was slightly better. Perhaps because of his happy mood, his appetite decreased but not completely lost.

Only occasionally, he would feel the subtle effects of the medicinal food in his body, the faint bitterness seeming to remind him of his body's secret conditioning process.

Hearing this, Ran He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

"Loss of appetite? That's easy. A steaming hot pot is enough to solve the problem. The boiling soup is boiling with all kinds of ingredients, and the aroma hits your nose and goes straight to the depths of your taste buds. Any feeling of anorexia will disappear at that moment."

Meng Changfeng's words revealed a childlike innocence. He said without disguising, "Ran He, you are familiar with this place. Do you have any good chefs to recommend? Don't worry, as long as the one you recommend can rejuvenate my taste buds, I will definitely not treat him unfairly."

He has a straightforward personality and a bit of the simplicity and honesty of a rich young man. Asking for help at this time is like someone handing you a pillow when you are sleepy. It is just the right time.

Before Ran He could answer, Meng Changfeng had already taken the initiative to prepare the stage for her to perform.

"In fact, my cooking skills are pretty good. If you don't mind, why not let me give it a try?"

Ran He smiled faintly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was looked at with surprise and disbelief by people around him.

In their minds, Ran He’s medical skills were superb, almost divine. How could she be also proficient in cooking?

Ran He always keeps a low profile about her medical skills, claiming that she has only a basic understanding of the subject. So what kind of surprises does her so-called "decent cooking skills" hide? Can she really cook unforgettable delicacies?

Meng Changfeng was full of anticipation, with curiosity gleaming in his eyes.

"If it's a home-cooked meal, I'm somewhat confident. If you'd like, I can borrow the clinic's kitchen and prepare a few dishes for the two of you."

Ran He raised his wrist to check the sky. He didn't need to go to Beijing to purchase medicinal materials today, so he had some free time to arrange it.

"That's great. I've already experienced your medical skills, and now I'm looking forward to your cooking skills."

Ran He immediately asked Director Xu about the location of the kitchen, and then ordered the two of them to go buy some fresh ingredients.

She planned to use her special abilities to exchange some rare ingredients from her private space, and cleverly mix them into the purchased food to ensure that no one would notice.

In order to ensure the richness and diversity of the hot pot, Ran He also specially instructed the waiter to go to the nearby river to catch five kilograms of fresh crayfish, and planned to cook a pot of spicy and delicious lobster.

Using the points she had accumulated, she easily exchanged for a lot of hot pot bases, which not only added flavor to the dinner but also saved the trouble of exchanging them again in the future.

Three packs of carefully selected hot pot base are put into the boiling copper pot, and the aroma instantly fills the air. The proportions of salt, chicken essence and sugar are then adjusted according to individual taste, making each spoonful of soup rich and not greasy.

Ran He also specifically asked the shopkeeper if he had a traditional copper pot, because boiling meat in a copper pot can better bring out the deliciousness of the meat.

Although Director Xu did not have it here, he still tried his best to look for it, but finally gave up.

After the purchase was completed, everyone returned one after another, and Ran He also started to get busy.

Duck intestines, duck throats, tripe, chicken gizzards, duck feet, and even extremely finely processed pork loin slices, a dazzling array of ingredients filled the entire table, no less than twenty kinds.

After a while, the waiter who caught crayfish returned all wet. He didn't understand why the shopkeeper wanted him to go through the trouble of catching these "pests" in the river. He was accidentally pinched and his hands were covered in blood.

Out of curiosity, he quietly leaned aside and observed Ran He's deft hands. He saw her holding a pair of scissors, lightly cutting the shrimp head, removing the shrimp brain, and then carefully removing the shrimp thread. The series of movements were smooth and full of rhythm.

The waiter couldn't help but ask, "Miss Ran, what's the purpose of this? Can these strange things be used as medicine?"

In the clinic environment, his associations naturally tended towards pharmacology.

Ran He had a mysterious smile on his face and whispered, "They have nothing to do with medicine, but they are rare food ingredients. After a little cooking, the aroma will be very tempting."

The waiter shuddered and muttered to himself, how could these weird-looking bugs with large claws actually become delicacies on the table? Just imagining it made him feel sick, let alone trying it himself.

Ran He smiled gently and did not force anyone to accept it immediately, because she knew very well that the wonderful combination of boiling hot pot and spicy crayfish would always be able to surprise those VIPs who think highly of themselves and even overturn their previous cognition.

After about forty minutes, the entire cooking process feels like a carefully choreographed ritual.

First, the crayfish undergoes a golden transformation in the boiling oil, and the shell gradually becomes crispy and attractive; then, various seasonings are quickly blended with the crayfish under the catalysis of high temperature, stimulating a mouth-watering aroma. The kitchen has thus become a hot battlefield. The air is filled not only with spiciness, but also with the breath of challenge and innovation. Even experienced chefs are "forced to retreat" by the strong smell and look for fresh air to avoid excessive spicy stimulation.

Ran He felt as if every breath she took seemed to inhale the spiciness into her lungs, and her tears and nasal discharge flowed uncontrollably, but her eyes were unusually firm. She quickly directed her assistants to place the carefully arranged hot pot and the prepared fresh ingredients on the table one by one, waiting for the final protagonist - crayfish to make a shining appearance, which meant that the prelude to this taste feast was officially opened.

Director Xu was originally full of curiosity and wanted to witness in advance whether Ran He could conquer the two distinguished guests with her cooking. However, as soon as he approached the kitchen door, the strong spicy smell blocked him back like a wall.

He had to cover his nose and asked with surprise in his voice: "What is going on? Why is it so spicy in the kitchen?"

The assistant explained: "This is Miss Ran's special hot pot. The taste is very authentic and spicy. We dare not get close to it easily. It seems that today's lunch time may be postponed."

Director Xu listened and was secretly amazed. He thought that Ran He was not just cooking, she was clearly arranging the troops on the battlefield. Even a group of experienced chefs were no match for her. She was indeed a true master.

In Meng Changfeng's heart, anticipation surged like a tide. He was curious about how Ran He would show off her cooking skills. Since her medical skills were so superb, her attainments in cooking should also be extraordinary.