Chapter 92 092 Chive and Egg Pancakes, Tofu Pancakes [First Update]...
Not to mention how miserable Mr. Qu was after being thoroughly criticized by his master from head to toe on Sunday, his WeChat Moments became more lively than ever before since he posted the news that his master was going to hold a clinic.
The fishing spots that Qu Fu posted in the past, which he now posts about, have gone unsuccessful today, with very few likes.
But ever since I posted on WeChat Moments today, Mr. Qu has been receiving one phone call after another.
After a morning of running around, he was panting heavily from exhaustion.
The callers had all sorts of information. After confirming the location and time, they immediately said they would come right away. Even when Mr. Lianqu said that the available numbers were limited and there were no more numbers left for tomorrow, these people were understanding and expressed their sympathy.
"It's okay, if we can't get a number, we'll just wait. We'll treat it as a trip."
Qu's father: ...
The weather in November is chilly, and the heating hasn't been turned on yet, so I don't know what to do.
...
Sunday evening, in a residential area a hundred miles away.
Family members are trying to persuade the stubborn elderly person in the family.
"Mom, please come with us. No matter what, the third brother said that guy has some real skills. Let's go see him, give him a few doses of his medicine, and if it doesn't work, we'll never go again..."
“Suying is right, Mom. These days, it’s hard to find a good TCM doctor. If he can really make an accurate diagnosis, wouldn’t you feel better?”
The couple patiently tried to persuade her, but the elderly woman coughed a few times, looking tired: "I've heard this so many times. You've taken me around to see all these years, and it's still the same. If you ask me, don't waste your time. You have to drive and stay in hotels. It's all for nothing."
After speaking, the old lady could not hide her sadness. She was already in her eighties and had many chronic ailments, mainly affecting her liver and kidneys. The problems were not serious, but they were very distressing.
If you take this illness to a big hospital, the doctor will only say two things: either surgery, but at your age, why suffer that pain when it's not serious? Or they'll suggest conservative treatment, and tell you to relax, go home, eat and drink well, and rest. As for discomfort, that's inevitable; as people get older, bodily functions decline.
Over the years, the old lady has taken a lot of Chinese and Western medicine, and she's long been tired of it.
If it weren't for her children's filial piety, she would really like to go back to the countryside alone, live in her old house by herself, and never take those bitter medicines again.
Her daughter, Cao Suying, couldn't stand hearing her say that.
Cao Suying lifted the quilt and sat on the edge of her mother's bed, tears streaming down her face as she began to express her filial piety.
They say Dad passed away early, leaving only Mom to raise her three daughters. Life was tough; land was seized, and people would knock on the door in the middle of the night. But despite the hardships, all three sisters went to school and eventually made it to big cities. You've worked so hard, and you're willing to leave after only a few years of good times? Even if you're willing, we're not. My second and third sisters are calling us constantly. If you don't behave, they'll be fighting over who will let you retire there. That's far away in the capital and the south; you wouldn't be comfortable there…
Cao Suying's words made her old mother's head buzz, and she surrendered after only a few words.
"Alright, alright, I'll go. But let me make this clear first, if there's no improvement, don't bother me anymore. I'm an old man, I won't live much longer, and I really don't want to drink that bitter medicine."
Cao Suying swore that this would be the last time, gave her husband a wink, and the two quickly packed their things, not giving the old lady a chance to back out.
That evening, the three of them arrived at their destination.
Cao Suying called her third sister to tell her that she had arrived, and her third sister said that the appointment was for tomorrow morning and that she should remember to go early.
"That old man is really good; he's incredibly accurate. He said he'll see ten patients this morning. I've put Mom sixth in line. You guys should go early and wait for your number to be called."
Cao Suying dared not delay, and the next morning she took her mother and husband to wait for a table.
When we arrived, the clinic was not yet open.
A cool breeze was blowing, and the steaming breakfast stalls next door were packed with people.
Cao Suying had no time to pay attention to anything else. She was afraid that she wouldn't be the first one. She stopped the car and let the old lady sit in it. She got out and went to find someone to ask if this was the place and if Grandpa Duan Qingze was here.
As soon as Cao Suying got off the bus, the old lady was drawn to the lively crowd outside. With the car window rolled down, the aroma of pastries wafted through the air. A long queue stretched out, filled with all sorts of people.
Some were clearly students, some were sleepy-eyed young people, and there were riders wearing different colored uniforms...
A delivery rider was carrying a bag of biscuits and talking on the phone as he walked.
"Dude, it's not that I didn't buy all the flavors for you, it's just that I couldn't make a whole batch. Other people only make a few dozen at a time. By the time I get all the flavors for you, the pancakes will be cold!"
I don't know what they said on the other end.
The rider stared in surprise, then reluctantly agreed.
After hanging up the phone, he started looking for people in the queue and quickly spotted a girl who had just bought a sesame seed cake.
The girl was about to put the sesame seed cake in her mouth when the rider walked up to her with a smile.
"Hey beautiful, I have a question for you. What flavor is this pancake?"
The girl hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mine is mapo tofu."
The rider's smile widened: "Then would you be willing to sell it to me? I'll offer fifteen yuan!"
"...Not for sale! I've been waiting in line for ages."
"Then twenty, please. My customer just wants to eat something with a complete flavor."
The girl wavered a bit. Twenty yuan for a pancake didn't seem like a bad deal.
Seeing that the other party was interested, the rider quickly took out his phone and transferred the money.
...
The old lady sitting in the car watched this scene and sighed, "A sesame seed cake costs twenty yuan, it must be so delicious."
The son-in-law had been craving food for ages, while the old lady, who usually had no appetite, had been hungry since she woke up in the morning.
"Mom, I'll go downstairs and buy some sesame seed cakes. Suying didn't eat any this morning."
The small clinic next door wasn't opening yet, so if I didn't take advantage of this time to queue up, I wouldn't be able to buy anything later.
Just by looking at how many people are at this restaurant, you know the food must be delicious.
When it comes to food, the public's judgment is always sharp.
The old lady said, "I'll go downstairs with you and stretch my arms and legs. I won't eat the pancake; let's see if there's any porridge."
The son-in-law helped the old woman out of the car, and as soon as Cao Suying saw her mother get out, she quickly ran back.
"Mom, why did you come downstairs?"
"My legs are so uncomfortable... Su-young, is this the place?"
Cao Suying nodded: "This is the place. Duan Qingze didn't arrive until 8:30 this morning."
It's 8:30, but it's only a little past 7:00.
Cao Suying glanced at the bustling breakfast shop and, supporting her mother, said, "Let's eat something hot and wait here."
Fortunately, there's a shop next to the clinic; otherwise, the entrance would be bare, with the cold wind blowing like knives, and it would be incredibly uncomfortable.
Cao Suying's husband went to queue up, while the two of them went inside to wait.
It wasn't noticeable from the outside, but once you came in, the aroma of steamed bread filled the room and made your stomach rumble involuntarily.
The students next to him kept saying "missing" to him. He tasted a meat pie as if it were a feast. After a few bites, he would take a sip of milk. Cao Suying couldn't take her eyes off it.
This sesame seed cake smells amazing!
The milk looked warm and cozy.
"...Mom, I'll go see if there's any porridge."
After searching around, Cao Suying finally found the one who looked most like the boss.
"Hello, may I ask if you have any hot porridge?"
Just as Wen's mother brought a new bowl of dough to Yao Qingqin, a customer asked about porridge. She replied cheerfully, "I'm sorry, we don't have porridge in the shop."
"What about the milk? I just saw some students drinking it?"
Mrs. Wen was somewhat surprised, then smiled and said, "That's... a special dish at the shop, not available there."
Speaking of which, this was an idea that Wen's mother came up with after yesterday's parent-teacher meeting.
Previously, Wen Fan would always make meals and take them to the classroom, but Wen's mother felt that it was cold, and it would be cold to carry such a meal all the way to the classroom. Instead of eating cold food, she thought it would be better to have everything delivered to the store.
Wen's mother told her daughter, and Wen Fan said it was fine, no problem.
"It's convenient to have it done in the shop, which saves me trouble."
Now that the kitchen has been expanded, the stoves at home are far less complete than those in the store.
So Wen Fan officially told his "teachers" that from now on, they should come to the store for breakfast, and the same rules would apply. Those who wanted to make up for their classes that day could skip the line!
Once the message was shared, there were many responses in the group.
Apart from those who were getting extra lessons, the rest of them were clamoring to eat the osmanthus milk and lotus root soup from last week's shop.
Last week, only Qin He and Han Lulu were able to eat these two dishes; other people couldn't get a turn even if they came to the store!
Wen Fan thought that this was not difficult. It was just a matter of having an extra bucket of milk delivered, and as for the pork rib and lotus root soup, it only needed to be stewed a day in advance.
She did well on the exam, not only because of the help from her classmates who had tutoring her, but also because other classmates helped her with her questions.
So this morning, Wen Fan's classmates finally received special treatment. Wen's mother placed two small buckets in the back kitchen, and one by one, her daughter's classmates came, and bowls of milk and lotus root soup were served to them.
Wen's mother didn't say much to Cao Suying, only that it was something her family drank.
Cao Suying: "...Sell me a bowl? We brought our elderly relative to see a doctor. The old lady can't eat hard sesame cakes, so she just wants some hot soup...Money is no problem."
Wen's mother frowned and looked behind Cao Suying. Sure enough, there was an old man sitting there.
"Alright then."
Wen's mother brought out two bowls, one with osmanthus milk and the other with lotus root soup.
Cao Suying said thank you and took the soup out.
Just then, her husband also got his turn to get sesame cakes. The three of them sat down at the table, with two bowls of steaming soup and four sesame cakes in front of them.
The husband enthusiastically introduced, "This one is made with fresh meat, this one with persimmon, this one with tofu, and this one with chives and eggs."
He bought every flavor he could get his hands on.
Just as Cao Suying was about to suggest that they split the two, she saw the old lady pick up the chive and egg one and take a bite.
The old lady kept slurping up the lotus root soup as she ate.
"I don't know what's wrong with me today, I'm so hungry."
Perhaps it was the surging crowds, or the delicious soup and fragrant pancakes, but whatever it was, she was hungry.
Take a bite of the chive and egg pancake, and you'll find the chives fragrant, the eggs tender, and the dough thin and even. After a few bites, a sip of lotus root soup will warm you up instantly.
Cao Suying was so excited she didn't know how to express it. She sat there watching her mother finish a chive and egg pancake and, still not satisfied, muttering that it was delicious, she grabbed a tofu one.
The husband insisted on breaking it in half: "This thing is very oily, one and a half is about right for you."
The old lady glanced at the half-eaten tofu cake, then at the empty lotus root soup she had finished, and stopped arguing about the cake. Instead, she took the tofu cake and drank it with milk.
The tofu cake is soft, and the tofu inside isn't spicy but rather spiced. It's half tofu and half glass noodles, and it goes perfectly with milk.
After finishing her meal and drink, the old lady burped.
"This place has really good cooking skills."
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