Chapter 220: Millet Porridge, Very Useful

Sheng Jiu took the time to take a look at the situation over there and found that two people came in to eat. Judging from the situation, they seemed quite calm?

However, she is still busy and has no time to pay more attention to it for the time being.

After the disciples from the distant sect were able to enter Shengji Restaurant, they touched everything curiously, and the wealthy disciples treated them to drinks.

It tastes strangely sweet, but it feels weird.

Since spiritual power cannot be used in the shop, they cannot feel it. The reason why this thing is weird is probably because there are too many impurities, which brings more burden to the body's operation?

Sheng Jiu's food is made with the blessing of ingredients and her cooking skills, as well as system optimization. For those of them who practice Taoism, even if they eat whole grains, it will not burden the body or affect digestion.

But, it’s hard to say about these drinks…

After all, the ingredient list of some drinks is so long that you can’t see the end at a glance.

For disciples in the world of immortal cultivation, these drinks are probably just delicious but useless.

However, they had no intention of leaving at this time because the TV series was still going on.

Seeing the captain firing with tears in his eyes and his wife gone, several more sentimental disciples began to wipe away their tears.

Now that you've set your eyes on her, how can you just leave?

The disciples decided to continue watching!

There are currently no diners in Achun and his friends' ancient dimension.

But think about it, in the wilderness, with no one living, suddenly a small shop appeared on the mountain...

If it were put in a storybook, it would be a supernatural story!

Around 7 o'clock, the millet porridge army came again.

Sheng Jiu also summarized it over the past two days and found that the millet porridge army is divided into two waves.

One wave comes at noon and another wave comes at night.

The ones coming now are naturally the ones coming in the evening.

Many of them are in the same patient group, and some are not in the same group, but they often come to buy medicine. When they meet, they exchange information about the illnesses of each other's family members, and then they become familiar with each other.

The first wave that came today consisted of more than ten people, and everyone lined up consciously.

Those who knew each other stood together and talked about their families.

"Is your dad... okay?"

"Well... the doctor said that if he didn't want to stay in the hospital for a few days, he could go home. My brother and I asked the old man what he thought, and he wanted to go home, so we came back. He seemed to be in good spirits, but not in good condition."

"I want to tell you something, but don't tell anyone else."

"...I've always felt that my mom has been extra energetic these past two days. She was so listless before, and I always thought she only had a few days left to live. These past two days...she's been so energetic that I'm afraid she's having a last gasp. Oh! I always feel...this millet porridge is very helpful."

"That's impossible, right? That's just millet porridge. At most, you can put two slices of ginseng in it. Nowadays, all ginseng is farmed. How can there be pure wild ginseng? And pure wild ginseng can't cure diseases! Besides, we don't even know if it's ginseng. But my dad really likes to drink it. He can drink it now. If he doesn't, he'll have to get nutrient solution."

"The old man doesn't have many days left, so don't bother with the injections. It would be better if he could pass away comfortably."

…

The millet porridge army was communicating in low voices.

Some people always feel that...

Millet porridge is very useful.

How could they not know the condition of their own patients?

Especially those who were sent home by the hospital to wait, they had prepared themselves mentally, but in the end...

Although his condition is not very good, he is still in good spirits and does not look like he is dying, right?

It is naturally a good thing for people to be alive.

It is also a spiritual comfort for family members.

but……

The hospital told us to wait, but now that the person is not leaving, they are not sure whether he is leaving or not.

It's really uncomfortable to have this heart hanging in the air all the time.

Some people are smart and have started to think about why the patient, who the hospital said was beyond saving, could still keep breathing after being taken back home.

They don't seem to have made any other changes. If they have to say there are any changes, it's probably...

Millet porridge?

So, here comes the answer.

Some people had guesses in their minds, but since time was short, it was not easy to directly say that millet porridge was good.

However, you can observe it.

If they can keep their loved ones with a bowl of millet porridge, it would be the luckiest thing in the world for them.

As for the price?

Isn’t it okay for them to move bricks with tears in their eyes?

I’m working on it, I’m working on it, I’m already working three jobs a day!

It hurts, but I feel at ease.

As long as people are still there, home is still there.

The huge group of people who came to buy millet porridge quickly bought the millet porridge and left, and then a few more people came one after another.

Some new diners looked at this situation and were a little confused: "What's going on?"

"You don't know this, right? The millet porridge here is said to taste delicious. It's definitely a good meal for sick patients!" An old diner who knew something about the situation explained with a smile and gave a thumbs up.

New Diner:?

He slowly turned his head to look. Ginseng millet porridge, 298 yuan a bowl?

bowl? ? ?

What the hell is this?

300 yuan for a bowl of porridge?

Are you crazy?

But thinking about what I just heard, it seems that there are patients in those people's homes, and their conditions are very serious. Some of them even seem to have been given up by the hospital and sent back home to wait.

The new diners were surprised and amazed.

He wanted to...

Why does he also want to drink such magical millet porridge?

Ah, these are not things that he, who only earns 6,000 yuan a month, dares to think about!

His daily salary is not even enough to buy a bowl of millet porridge, how dare he think so!

But when I left...

He packed a bowl of millet porridge.

Until he got on the subway to go home, the diner didn't quite understand why he couldn't control his hands?

But since I bought it, it would be good to have it as breakfast tomorrow.

Don’t cows and horses deserve a good meal?

Sometimes cattle and horses also need top-quality fodder.

After this comfort, I felt much better.

On second thought…

300 yuan...

It’s over, my heart still hurts!

Dead Hand, you paid the money happily, but my heart is still aching!

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the ingredients in the store were almost sold out.

Boll crossed out all the dishes on the menu except millet porridge and young ginger.

Li Chengxiang hurried over at this time.

Because there was no time to tidy up, her hair flew into strange shapes and looked messy. Her face was obviously tired, and her dark circles were particularly obvious.

When he came in, he felt that even his breath was much weaker.

Li Cheng wanted to come in and go straight to the bar. At the same time, he turned his head towards the menu on the wall. Seeing that the millet porridge was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly turned around and said to Boll, "Pack some ginseng millet porridge."

When Boer saw that it was the boss next door, thinking about what Sheng Jiu had told him about the other party's family, he asked casually, "How are your family members?"