Forehead......
Are you going to the supply and marketing cooperative?
Director Yang almost sprained his back because of this sentence.
Not to mention Mr. Liu's current physical condition, just based on his current lazy appearance, he definitely would not go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a clay pot in person.
"I'll go buy it. I just happen to pass by the supply and marketing cooperative on the way back!" Director Yang was a little amused.
Mr. Liu’s meaning is very clear. If the factory doesn’t have a large sand pot, can’t we find a way to solve the problem?
"Well, in that case, go buy it!"
Mr. Liu nodded in satisfaction, then reached into his pocket and took out a hand-sewn wallet. He counted out a few dimes from it and handed it to Director Yang.
"I'm very touched that you can send me medicinal food, but one thing is one thing, I can't take advantage of this, I have to pay for it!"
"Mr. Liu, the casserole is not that expensive."
"And there's money for the medicinal food!"
have to!
Director Yang took the money without hesitation.
He understood Mr. Liu's temper and would not take advantage of the public, just like he did not take a single needle or thread in the past.
......
In the evening, Sha Zhu took the prescription written by Chen Jun and went to the drugstore first to buy some Chinese medicinal materials such as Rehmannia root, mulberry seeds, Cuscuta seeds, etc. He then went to the vegetable market to buy half a chicken, rice wine and other ingredients.
After arriving home, I hurriedly prepared the meal, and then started to make the five-seed pork liver soup according to the recipe.
"First, grind the Rehmannia root, Ligustrum lucidum fruit, and Cistanche deserticola into fine powder..." Sha Zhu muttered as he found tools to grind the herbs.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
He Yushui came over curiously, glanced at the Chinese medicine and ingredients lined up in a row, and couldn't help but ask.
The meal is ready, but my silly brother is fiddling with these things in the kitchen.
"I'm learning about medicinal cuisine and making money from Xu Damao!" Sha Zhu grinned. "In our courtyard, only Xu Damao can pay someone two hundred yuan without blinking. Let's play landlord for once."
Beat the landlord?
He Yushui became even more confused after hearing this.
Everyone in this courtyard knew that Xu Damao often quarreled with Sha Ge, and they even fought from time to time before.
Is it possible to make money from Xu Damao?
Besides, Xu Damao is not a fool, he will definitely not pay the money obediently.
"Brother, are you still short of money?" Although He Yushui didn't know how much Sha Zhu and his wife earned every month, he could roughly estimate that they were a high-income family in the courtyard house. Even a senior fitter like Yi Zhonghai didn't earn as much as Sha Zhu and his wife.
"Of course we do! There are only two people in our family of four who earn money, so we have to work hard." Sha Zhu waved his hand to signal He Yushui to go out for dinner and not to delay his work here.
He Yushui opened his mouth, but finally swallowed his words and went out to eat obediently.
At the dinner table, He Yushui asked Liu Lan about the situation, but Liu Lan was not quite sure what Sha Zhu was doing.
About twenty minutes later, a strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted out from the kitchen.
The taste is different from the medicinal food Chen Jun made yesterday, and it tastes like the normal boiled Chinese medicine.
After all, it is used to treat diseases, not to nourish the body, so the formula has not been changed at all.
Even Sha Zhu himself was choked by the strong smell of Chinese medicine.
"Hey, Guifang, do you smell it?"
Xu Damao, who was lying on the bed resting after eating and drinking, suddenly sat up from the bed.
Hou Guifen sniffed, her eyes brightening involuntarily: "It smells like Chinese medicine. Is Chen Jun making medicinal food again?"
Thinking of the taste of the medicinal food yesterday, Hou Guifen felt her saliva starting to secrete crazily.
Although she was full, Hou Guifen felt that she should be able to eat another bowl of medicinal food if it appeared in front of her.
"I'll go out and take a look!"
Xu Damao turned over and got out of bed, running towards the yard in a hurry.
This morning, Chen Jun promised him that he would think about a medicinal diet to treat infertility, and he might have already started working on it.
Unfortunately, when Xu Damao trotted into the yard, he found that the smell of Chinese medicine did not come from the Chen family.
Huh?
It’s not Chen Jun!
Xu Damao scratched the back of his head in confusion, followed the direction of the smell of Chinese medicine, searched around, and finally stopped at the door of Sha Zhu.
Glancing at Yi Zhonghai who was also looking towards Sha Zhu's house, Xu Damao didn't say hello but walked into the house carelessly.
"Silly Zhu, you're decocting Chinese medicine at home, but it smells like it's burnt!"
Hearing the noise, Sha Zhu came out of the kitchen and grinned: "Call me grandpa!"
Last time I showed Xu Damao a clear path, Xu Damao just called him Brother Zhu reluctantly, and did not call him Grandpa as he asked.
So seeing Xu Damao's look, Sha Zhu choked him.
As expected, Xu Damao's face froze, and he cursed angrily: "Get lost, you should call me grandpa!"
These two have been fighting since they were little, and have used all kinds of dirty words against each other, so this little bit of lethality is insignificant.
"What are you doing at home? Why does it smell like Chinese medicine?" Xu Damao was very curious. He hoped that Sha Zhu had gotten some disease so that he would feel better.
Otherwise, he would be the only one in the hospital boiling Chinese medicine, and every time someone smelled it, they would have to say that Xu Damao was infertile.
"Grandpa, I'm doing this for you!"
Before Xu Damao could respond, Sha Zhu explained, "This morning, Chen Jun gave me a prescription for a medicinal diet to treat infertility. I'm kindhearted, so I took the initiative to cook it."
"I didn't expect you to have a nose sharper than a dog's. You came to my door before the medicinal food was even cooked."
A medicinal diet to treat...infertility?
Xu Damao was stunned at first, then he was ecstatic.
It’s true!
Chen Jun really has medicinal food to treat infertility!
The sudden surprise made Xu Damao's head dazed. He patted his forehead and asked tentatively, "Is this true? You can't lie to me about this! Otherwise, I will be angry with you!"
"Hey, you're still getting angry with me! If you don't call me grandpa today, you won't get a single sip!"
It is true that Sha Zhu feels guilty about Xu Damao's infertility, but it is also true that he can't help but punish Xu Damao. The habits he has developed over the years cannot be changed in a short time!
"Are you looking for a fight?" Xu Damao was anxious. He had no intention of joking with Sha Zhu.
"Come on, come on, I haven't beaten you for so long, have you forgotten your grandfather Zhu's fist?"
When it comes to fighting, Sha Zhu is not afraid of Xu Damao. He can easily beat Xu Damao and knock him down within ten moves.
Xu Damao didn't want to bother with Sha Zhu, so he turned around and went straight to Chen's house.
After receiving Chen Jun's affirmative answer, Xu Damao hurried back.
He first glanced at Yi Zhonghai who was standing at the door and eavesdropping, then thought for a moment and closed the door, humming in a mosquito-like voice.
"Grandpa~~~"
"What? I didn't hear it clearly!" Sha Zhu deliberately raised his voice.
"Look at my bad temper, you have to fight me, don't you?"
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