Xu Qilin was a reasonable person and did not get rid of it. He said, "It's okay, go and hire a doctor!"

"Thank you, brother." The man said, turned around and left.

Wu Song flattered: "Xiao Lang is so kind."

Hehe, Xu Qilin smiled, not denying that he really had such a sense of empathy. He sorted out his clothes, suddenly widened his eyes, turned around suddenly, and shouted, "Catch the thief, that man in gray clothes is a thief."

Xu Qilin's shouts sounded, and Wu Song was very angry and chased after him. He was the number one servant in the Xu family, and he actually made his master's money stolen by the thief, which was a shame.

The man in gray ran wildly, Wu Song and his servant chased each other reluctantly, and the shouting immediately attracted the attention of others.

Two songs that were singing in a restaurant were walking along the road. When they heard the shout of "catching the thief", the thief had already run closer and was passing by them.

Without even hesitation, the older Ge* Prostitute immediately reached out to grab the man in gray clothes, and was very excited and took her down in an instant.

"Let go, stinky woman." The man in gray broke her fingers hard, and Ge*'s leg hurt when he fell, but he gritted his teeth and held it tightly.

"Bad man." A Ke was behind his sister, rushed up in the sound, groped for a few times, hugged the little thief's arm, opened his mouth and whipped it.

Ah, the man in gray screamed in pain, and swung A Ke aside with one arm, lifted his foot and kicked him. She was in the chest of the middle-aged Changge* prostitute. She felt the pain in her eyes, her throat was sweet, and she was about to faint, and her hands couldn't help but let go.

A black shadow flew past and kicked the man in gray with a heavy kick on the back. He was powerful and kicked the man in gray in trouble.

The guy was dizzy and was about to get up. He flew over again and hit his chin. This heavy blow made him fall into a semi-coma.

Wu Song bent down with a gloomy face and found Xu Qilin's wallet from the man in gray. This happened under his nose, which made him feel embarrassed and wanted to draw a knife to kill the thief.

Xu Qilin also ran over, and he regretted not thinking about it and shouted. He could see clearly the scene just now. Two prostitutes were beaten for catching thieves. It was really not worth it.

"Xiaolang, the money has been taken back." Wu Song handed over the purse.

Xu Qilin took it casually, nodded slightly, then squatted down and called out, "Madam, you, it doesn't matter!"

"Slave, I'm a family--" The old prostitute's vision blurred, and she lost all her strength. She squirted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the scarf covering her face red.

Ah, he vomited blood. Xu Qilin was shocked.

"Sister, sister." A Ke's mouth was covered in blood, and he rushed over with tears.

This is a 120 call, no, no, I should find a doctor. Xu Qilin raised his head anxiously and said to Wu Song: "Send this lady to the clinic for treatment--"

Before Xu Qilin could finish his words, Wu Song had already taken action. He squatted and carried the prostitute with a squat, and rushed to the nearby clinic like an enclave.

"Sister, sister--" A Ke could hear the sound, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand in that direction and called anxiously.

Xu Qilin felt strange. After looking carefully, A Ke's beautiful eyes blinked quickly, but his eyes were gone, and his eyes seemed to be covered with mist. He reached out and tried to shake it in front of her, and then he realized that she was actually a blind girl.

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Food is the most important thing for people. The Chinese nation is a nation that values ​​food. Over the past thousands of years, its pursuit of food has formed a profound "food culture".

Eating in China has long become a kind of style, a culture, and a lasting fashion.

Of course, on the dining table in the Tang Dynasty, there were no hundreds of styles and thousands of types, which were so beautiful.

Either steam or cook, or eat raw. There is no way to see nearly a hundred cooking techniques such as stewing, sautéing, stewing, stir-frying, smoked, braised, sautéing, and pasting, and there is no unique feature of the eight major cuisines.

Even the banquets at Royal and Fugui House are the same. It is not that the materials are poor, but that the method is single, the workmanship is not precise, the seasoning is insufficient, and the taste is lacking.

Anyway, Xu Qilin's opinion is a bit of a waste of the delicacies of mountains and seas.

Just imagine, if there is no fried spoon in the kitchen of the Tang Dynasty and there is not enough seasonings, how can we make dishes that taste like later generations?

Although Xu Qilin is not a professional chef, he can't help but see a lot of things and eat a lot of food. He buys the seasonings and try a few more times, which seems to be the same as the level in restaurants in later generations.

The first one to eat tricky mouths was Xiao Zhao, fried mutton, braised mutton, fried fish, cucumber with shredded ears, and raw fried chicken nuggets...

As the chefs in the mansion were skilled and the dishes increased, the little girl became more and more greedy as she ate, and even the royal food was a little too late to lift up her chopsticks.

"Little sister, why are you feeling uncomfortable? Why do you eat so little?" Xu Hui loved her very much, and Xiao Zhao gradually showed intelligence and talent beyond the children of the same age.

Xiao Zhao couldn't say that the food tasted unpleasant, and she wanted to keep her belly and go home to eat the newly created fried eggplant box by her brother!

Faced with his sister's concern, Xiao Zhao had to perfunctorily say: "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, but I just ate a lot of breakfast and am not very hungry now."

Xu Hui was not suspicious and nodded with a smile when she heard this.

Princess Jinyang raised her head on the food table next to her, blinked her big eyes and said, "Xiao Zhao said that her food is delicious, so she wants to invite me to visit and taste it!"

Xiao Zhao immediately lowered his head and rolled his eyes. Can this big mouth say what he said privately in front of his sister?

Xu Hui was amused by her little sister's little movements, touched her head docilely, and said, "It turns out that I think the royal food is not delicious!"

Xiao Zhao smiled embarrassedly and said crisply: "The food in the palace is not bad, it is just not very good."

"Then tell me, what good dishes are there at home? What taste does it taste?" Xu Hui was not too serious, but instead had a bit of a joke and funny feeling.

Xiao Zhao blinked and thought for a while, saying, "The mutton fried onion is very tender, not odorful, and has the aroma of onion. There are also raw fried chicken nuggets and fried fish, which tastes very fragrant. Today's supper, and fried eggplant, which should be delicious."

Princess Jinyang opened her mouth slightly and listened, and the greedy insects were hooked out. With a buzz, she swallowed hard.

Xu Hui thought about it and asked strangely: "Why have you never heard of these dishes? Where did you hire a chef at home?"

Xiao Zhao opened her mouth and almost told Xu Qilin out. But she was young, her mind was very fast, and she understood a lot. She knew that "a gentleman was far away from the chef". If she told the truth, her second brother would have to be taught a lesson.

"I don't know this either." Xiao Zhao simply pretended to be confused and grinned and said, "I just ate it, no matter where I invited it."

Xu Hui smiled and said, "I guess the name is just different, but it is also an existing dish."
Chapter completed!