Before Gu Qing saw the person, he was attracted by the hearty laughter and looked in the direction of the sound.
He is an old man with silver-gray hair!
He came out of the kitchen with an excited look on his face, holding a basin that was constantly steaming. A hint of childishness appeared on his sage-like face.
"Hurry up, this is my new dish. It's a chicken soup made with century-old Pseudostellaria ginseng. I also added white lentils, sea buckthorn, licorice, astragalus, and other herbs. They are all good herbs for nourishing the spleen and replenishing qi."
As he introduced it, he placed the pot on the stone table.
Gu Qing looked into the pot and saw only a black mass.
If you smell it carefully, there is also a fishy smell.
The corners of her mouth twitched.
If you don’t tell me, I really can’t tell!
She quickly looked away, fearing that she would vomit if she looked any longer.
He grabbed the corner of Chen Zhizhou's clothes and gently pulled it down.
Chen Zhizhou had a familiar expression on his face, a smile on his lips, and jokingly said, "Mr. Huang, please spare me and all the creatures on this mountain! If this continues, there won't be a single living thing left!"
"You brat."
Mr. Huang was not angry. He sat down with a smile and poured a cup of Fenglu tea for each of them.
"Girl, let me tell you, don't be fooled by his honest appearance. He's actually very cunning! He's completely evil. Don't be fooled by him..."
Is it really okay to say this in front of the real owner?
Gu Qing almost spit out the tea as soon as it reached his lips, and glanced at Chen Zhizhou out of the corner of his eye.
She was there to watch the fun, with a playful smile on her face.
Chen Zhizhou noticed this and looked a little helpless. He raised his hand and hugged her in his arms, saying openly, "It's too late for you to say that."
"you?"
Mr. Huang's expression was surprised for a moment, and his eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them. After a while, he nodded and smiled deeply.
"You're such a lucky kid! Such a good girl, tsk tsk, it's really a waste!"
Gu Qing was amused by Mr. Huang's distressed expression.
The two people, one old and one young, got along as easily and happily as good friends, and she no longer had the reserved attitude she had when she came.
"What did you mean by sparing the creatures in the mountains?"
Gu Qing's face was full of confusion.
Although this dish tastes really bad, it shouldn't be that lethal, right?
Chen Zhizhou explained with a smile, "You don't know, but Mr. Huang loves researching new dishes. He's particularly devoted to mixing medicinal herbs and other ingredients together, calling them medicinal foods that can strengthen the body and cure all diseases. However, every time he makes them, the smell and taste are terrible..."
He paused, thinking of the scene when he first ate it, and suddenly felt the fishy, bitter, astringent... indescribable taste coming up again.
My stomach was churning.
He quickly covered his mouth and tried hard not to vomit.
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
Old Huang glared at Chen Zhizhou angrily, but his tone was full of guilt when he spoke.
Chen Zhizhou nodded heavily, and every word he said touched people's hearts.
"Exaggeration? Could it be that you've forgotten the last time you dumped the vegetables on the hillside behind you, and that afternoon, more than a dozen pheasants died? And the time before that..."
“Ahem!”
Mr. Huang looked embarrassed and hurriedly stopped him.
"You kid, you never come to see me when you have nothing to do, but now you come and expose my shortcomings!"
Gu Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw Mr. Huang acting like a naughty old man.
"Look, I'm here!"
Chen Zhizhou knew when to quit.
"Humph, I see you're up to no good!"
Old Huang stood up with a hum, walked to the nearby herb garden, and turned around with his hands behind his back.
Without him saying anything, Chen Zhizhou took the lead and picked up the wooden barrel.
He watered every place where Mr. Huang had stayed, and only after he was done did he state his purpose.
"To be honest, I do have something to ask of you."
He waved at Gu Qing, motioning her to come over.
Gu Qing immediately understood and continued, "Mr. Huang, I heard from Zhizhou that you are an amazing doctor and a rare talent in this world. I have always admired you and wanted to come and meet you."
"It just so happens that I'm going to open an incense shop in the next two days. I want to add some beneficial herbs to the incense, and it would be best if it doesn't affect the flavor of the spices themselves."
"You are a great doctor, so I would like to ask for your advice."
Gu Qing spoke respectfully and humbly, looking at Mr. Huang with hope on his face.
"Oh, I understand what you mean."
Gu Qing was delighted, but then Mr. Huang changed the subject, causing her heart, which had just risen, to sink back to the bottom.
"But I don't want to!"
Mr. Huang put away his initial smile and looked indifferent.
In his opinion, medical skills are used to cure diseases and save lives. They are sacred and should not be involved with material things like money.
Ideas like Gu Qing's are a complete waste of medical skills.
Chen Zhizhou indulged her intentionally to humiliate himself!
His face turned pale, he raised his hand and pointed outside the door, his voice filled with anger.
"If we don't share the same ideals, we can't work together. Please leave now!"
Gu Qing didn't expect his expression to change suddenly. He frowned and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Mr. Huang.
"Let's go first!"
Chen Zhizhou's heart sank and he pulled Gu Qing away.
…
In the carriage.
Both of them were in a very low mood, especially Gu Qing. She raised her hand to lift the car curtain, looked towards the courtyard, and sighed frequently.
Seeing this, Chen Zhizhou held her hand.
"I'm sorry for not reminding you earlier. What Mr. Huang hates most in his life is people using medical skills to make money!"
"In his view, medical skills are used to cure illnesses and save lives, and should not be intertwined with any utilitarianism. This would lose the original intention of being a doctor, especially a businessman."
"Merchants are profit-driven. As long as there is profit to be made, they will sell anything, including their conscience. This has been the case since ancient times."
"Before coming here, I thought he would resist, but I didn't expect his reaction to be so intense. I miscalculated."
His palms were hot.
Gu Qing's hands were sweating from being held by him. He turned his head and looked at Chen Zhizhou with confusion.
"Why is Mr. Huang so prejudiced against businessmen?"
Although there have been many unscrupulous businessmen since ancient times, who use all kinds of tricks and means to cheat on weights or hoard large quantities of food and other items during natural disasters or national crises, and then sell them at high prices to make dirty money, their ugly attitudes and faces are disgusting, but there are also businessmen in this world who give away porridge and rice.
How can you generalize?
Chen Zhizhou naturally understood this principle. He sighed deeply and said in a low voice, "Actually, it's not Mr. Huang's fault for being extreme."
"Thirty years ago, Huang Lao's hometown was hit by a flood. All the rice seedlings were soaked and destroyed. The people were starving, poorly clothed, and suffering from epidemics. Even so, the merchants showed no mercy. They drove up the price of grain. The people spent half their life savings, but could not buy a single bushel of rice."
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