I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

Xue Qingling told Pei Shu that she wanted to open a restaurant to make herbal meals, and asked the other party's opinion. Pei Shu didn't raise any objections. She hugged their little Pei, squeezed the other's clenched fist, and said with a smile: "In case our child is like you in the future, he is naturally good at cooking... I think this child is so good at eating, maybe he is really born with good cooking skills..."

Xue Qingling squinted her eyes, "...Dr. Pei, you are also very good at eating."

Why don't you have a natural good cooking skill?

Pei Shu: "..."

"In short, if you like it, open it." After thinking about it carefully, it is not difficult for them to open a restaurant. They have ready-made people and venues. They asked someone to change the shop, so it could be used as a restaurant. In addition, there were so many chefs in their house. When Xue Qingling married, Liu Yuzhi was afraid that the two of them would not be able to eat well, so she brought several big chefs. Later, King An and Concubine An became even more amazing, and recruited many chefs to satisfy the son of the big stomach king.

Xue Qingling calculated a few accounts with small calculations. Since ancient times, food is the most important thing for the people, and the business of food and drink is always the most profitable. If they open a restaurant and have a medical clinic in their hands, it can be said that the people depend on it. The two things of survival are included, not to mention, for many chronic diseases, it is really necessary to use medicinal diet to slowly regulate the body.

Otherwise, although the disease is cured by the doctor, if the daily eating habits are not changed, the old problems will still occur again.

"Then open it! Make a medicinal meal!" Xue Qingling finally made up her mind after thinking hard.

"Okay, then our little Pei has another restaurant to inherit." Pei Shu arched his fingers and flicked his fat son's fat face. What a heavy burden to carry.

A restaurant that is about to be passed on for 20 years is waiting for Xiaopangdun, who is in the weak crown, to take charge.

"What about you? Little Doctor Pei, as the husband of shopkeeper Xue, don't you want to make your own contribution to our new restaurant?" Xue Qingling said narrowly, "This restaurant is going to be passed on to our fat son. As a child Dad, you have to be a good example for your children to follow."

Pei Shu frowned pretentiously, pretended to be distressed, and said, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Xue Qingling felt for a moment that she had been shot by a sleeve arrow that came from nowhere, and thought in a trance that she might be born to be a bad guy, and she likes to see beautiful women frowning, so it's best to use a pair of pleas for help Look at him with eyes, so that he, Young Master Xue, will probably be able to stand up and sing...

He turned his eyes, and immediately took a plan into his heart, and said in a bad way: "Little Doctor Pei, you are the master of our family who is in charge of the house. In the medical clinic, you are a doctor and support the entire medical clinic. The most indispensable person in the medical clinic, but in our restaurant, as the pillar of the family, of course he is going to be a chef!"

"The job of a chef belongs to you!"

The more Xue Qingling talked, the more he felt that his idea was amazing. Why didn't he think of it earlier, to open a restaurant earlier, and let Pei Shu learn to cook with him. He, Young Master Xue, has no other skills, but he can teach others how to cook Kung Fu is absolutely perfect, when the time comes, he, the big shopkeeper who turned himself over, will also throw a pamphlet to Little Chef Pei, and test him every day!

Let him cook!

Let him cook every day!

Xue Qingling chuckled a few times in her heart, her eyes were full of excitement that she was about to succeed in doing bad things, and she was waiting to see the more distressed expression of the bullied little beauty in front of her, but she didn't expect the other party to just raise her eyebrows, and said to herself: "You You're right, I also don't think I should be a doctor, you've been in confinement for a month, I've been thinking every day that I might be more suitable to be a chef."

Xue Qingling: "..." Who has the face to say such words.

Even if it was a beautiful face, she wanted to hit him.

"Whether I am suitable to be a chef or not, you have the most right to say, after all... you like the chicken soup I made very much, how about this, Chef Xiao Pei has decided that the signature dish in our restaurant in the future will be Chef Ben Chicken soup made by hand—"

Xue Qingling's face turned green, she raised her hand to cover the other's mouth, and said with a stinky face, "If there is such a signature chicken soup in our restaurant, then little Pei may not have the chance to inherit the 20-year-old restaurant..."

It is estimated that within 20 years, the restaurant will have to close down.

Pei Shu smiled, "Fu Lang, you need to be more confident."

"Husband, where did you borrow your confidence from?"

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After the two joked and joked for a while, they fed the little Pei in their arms to drink concoction milk, while discussing and thinking about various matters of opening a restaurant. After the little fat man drank the milk, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep In the past, before going to bed, I even urinated my two fathers, kicked on my nimble chubby legs, and fell asleep willingly after being served by a good student.

He probably hoped to see the nanny when he woke up.

If you decide to open a restaurant, the first thing you need to solve is the name of the restaurant. Xue Qingling actually wanted to name the restaurant "Lingshulou", but felt that it would be shameless to name it this way. After all, on the same street, But they are all neighbors who have known each other for more than ten or twenty years. Who doesn't know that his young master Xue is named Qingling, and his husband Pei Shu...

Since May and June, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter. Xue Qingling, who was thinking of the name of the restaurant, couldn't help raising her hand and fanning her cheeks to cool down the hot temperature, "Forget it, it's still called Qiyue The building is ready."

"However..." Xue Qingling lay on the soft bed, turned over behind her, and secretly planned in her heart to make a special kind of top-quality wine in the future, named this wine Lingshu wine, and kept it for them in the future. The treasure of the restaurant...

When Pei Shu walked into the room, what he saw was Xue Qingling who was rolling around on the small couch and beating loudly with little plans in his heart. After giving birth, Xue Qingling's body was warmed up by mending, and she was wearing a suit at home. Thin shirt, pale and rosy face, skin like freshly peeled lychee meat, a few strands of hair stuck to his face as he rolled.

His slender neck is tucked into the collar, and his Adam's apple is not protruding. From Pei Shu's perspective, he can just see the raised chin and a small bulge on the white neck. The collarbone of the other is extremely deep. , Outlined a darker shadow than the surrounding skin color, Pei Shu's eyes darkened, walked to him and hugged him into his arms.

On a hot day, Xue Qingling wanted to stick her whole body to the other party. Pei Shu's body was icy cold and very comfortable. She could smell the medicine fragrance on the other party's body, and there was a faint milky fragrance, which made him unable to bear it. Burying her head on the other's chest and rubbing against each other, but being hugged by the other party, Xue Qingling felt that each other's body temperature was gradually rising.

He swallowed, feeling distracted, and touched where he shouldn't have touched. Speaking of which, although they now have a fat son, they are actually young and newly married couples. In such an afternoon , still in their room... Xue Qingling felt herself being hugged, carried from soft to tea chess table by the other party, looking at the lush greenery outside the wide open window.

Xue Qingling's vision gradually blurred, only seeing the green leaves shaking on the branches outside the window, and he didn't know whether it was the green leaves shaking or his body shaking.

When he woke up, before he opened his eyes, what he smelled was the unique milky fragrance of fat cubs. After Xue Qingling exhaled happily, he touched his flat stomach, and couldn't help but rejoice. It was really joyful, hugging the little fat guy next to him into his arms, seeing his silly smiling face, Xue Qingling couldn't help laughing, and kissed the little guy's forehead.

Holding his chin with his hands, he turned his body sideways. When he woke up, his body was refreshed, without any soreness, only a slight discomfort in a certain place. With a happy smile in his eyes, he looked at the back of the person at the table.

Pei Shu was writing in the room with his back facing him, with his left hand pressing down on the snow-white robe sleeve, his slender fingers dipped the pen into ink, and wrote lines of ink on the rice paper. Will not get tired.

Pei Shu brought the written pages to Xue Qingling's eyes, "Chef Pei thought up some medicinal recipes, the shopkeeper will take a look at them."

"Okay, let shopkeeper Xue come and have a look." Xue Qingling took the few medicinal recipes, and found that his little doctor Pei's medicinal recipes were really simple and rude. "Efficacy" has reached the extreme, if you look at it from the taste...

It turns green in the face.

Xue Qingling thought with a weird expression, no wonder the chicken soup made by his little doctor Pei has such an indescribable taste.

"...The medical restaurant I opened will be misunderstood as a porridge shop by others, but the restaurant opened by you, Dr. Pei, should be misunderstood as a medical restaurant...People will question whether your restaurant is selling vegetables or not. medicine."

"Well, medicinal food...it's medicine and food."

"Although we sell medicinal diet, it is still a restaurant after all. Many meals are for ordinary people... You can cut the effect of some medicinal diet in half to improve the taste..." If the taste of medicinal diet is made to be the same as bitter medicine, then Why don't people go directly to take medicine?

Taking medicine is nothing more than pinching the nose, closing the eyes, and ruthless heart, and one bowl of medicine is just like that.

But what about your pot of chicken soup?A whole chicken, with that soup...

Xue Qingling's complexion began to change to the color of the lotus leaf on his clothes again, "Little Doctor Pei, the prescription you gave oh no, I will write down the prescription of medicinal food. I will improve the cooking method in a few days and write it to you at that time." Look..."

Pei Shu lay down beside him, put his hands behind his head, looked at him and said, "I am the upright head of the family, this can be regarded as my contribution to our restaurant."

Xue Qingling: "..."

He choked on his own saliva, and then made a decision in his heart. Xue Qingling planned to write the series of chicken soup cooked by Chef Pei Shupei as the top signature dish in their restaurant, set the most expensive price and put it on the shelf. No one would order such a dish on weekdays.

If someone accidentally ordered the Chef Pei series...

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It can only be said that from the perspective of the efficacy of the medicine, it is really not a loss.