The sunset is setting, the sunset is in the sky, and the breeze is coming.

The weather in the capital has always been unpredictable, and the clouds are still covered in front of them. Soon, the sky is clear like tourmaline again.

The flames on the stove were clearly extinguished, and the kebabs on the rack were sizzling with oil. The tender tofu cut into cubes were covered with sesame seeds, and the two sides were browned.

Gu Xiang brushed a layer of sauce, but without using cumin powder, so he put the cumin in a pot and fryed it and sprinkled it on it. After roasting it over high heat, the rich spice smell instantly dissipated. The diners watching next to him were a little restless. Not far away, there were endless pedestrians on the street, and as soon as they passed, they smelled the aroma of meat coming with the wind.

"Good guy, it's 'Gu Ji' again!"

"If you want to talk about this taste, so many stalls are really not as good as others!"

"Authentic after all!"

It was getting late at this time, and the pedestrians rushing home were already a little hungry. The fragrance was raised and the stomach was filled with greed, and many people were a little unable to move.

Passers who have some savings and are well-off in their families, think about the expenses of the day and think about spending a few more money to satisfy their cravings, and they can't help but follow the fragrance.

The crowds gathered in front of the restaurant.

Many diners couldn't help but show a little regret on their noodles.

"Oh, I thought..."

"Why, I didn't think of anything. I thought about it several times, and I couldn't do it every time. There will be exceptions this time."

The diners left behind all thought that "Gu Ji" had such a big disturbance, and this time it was not a rumor, but it became a reality, and a large group of people must be on guard.

After all, although they looked quite shocking when Gu Chu looked back, there were probably more people who didn’t see it. Just relying on listening and speculation, how could he believe that Gu Chu not only has good cooking skills, but also has such skills!

Do these people dare to come to Gu Ji to compete with them for food?

They felt in their hearts that they should not dare to do it anymore. Who would have thought that some people would not dare to come again, but when Gu Chu’s barbecue tasted, the old people would not come, and there would still be new people. Moreover, the business of "Gu Ji" was not big, and they didn’t make much food. In the end, they still had to rely on open and secret struggles to finally win the right to enjoy delicious food.

"Why!"

They are scheming with those enemies on weekdays, and probably don’t care so much!

Zhang Qiaoan opened his eyes in a daze, stretched his waist, shining in his eyes, staring at the barbecue skewers, and his mouth and tongue were salivating.

The servant beside him was startled and dragged his son to the car, sweating profusely, then he got the man into the car and ran away.

Doctor Ye did not leave, his eyes fell on Zhang Qiaoan's back, and he was amazed: "I have been treating Zhang boy for some years. He looks healthy, but he has left a weak disease in his womb. Later, the Zhang family also hired a few good doctors to nourish him. After two years of recovery, it suddenly worsened a few years ago. I saw that it was caused by old insomnia. These years have been good and bad, which makes people feel upset."

"I saw today. Even if the root cause of the disease is not eliminated, his body has indeed gradually emerged from the root."

Constable Zhang and the diners who heard him around couldn't help but look back at Gu Xiang.

"...I haven't seen Miss Gu grow three heads and six arms?"

Doctor Ye blinked, and came over and hummed in a low voice: "Is it acupuncture method? It's so magical? I've been diagnosed for a while and looked carefully. I can't believe that Zhang Xiaozi was cured immediately in a short time. I saw that he had to recuperate for several months before he could be considered reasonable."

In fact, even in the past few months, Dr. Ye felt that the other party's methods were magical.

Gu Xiang pulled the brim of the hat to cover his hair, cleaned his hands with the water that Qiu Li brought over, and smiled seriously: "The little girl is not a doctor, she just has obtained a set of acupuncture inheritance. She can only relieve the poison caused by one of my senior brothers."

Doctor Ye: “…”

I believe you!

It would be fine to miss those unaware and even ordinary doctors, but how could it be possible to miss him, an old doctor who has been half-tied in the soil for most of his life, to treat Zhang Xiaozi seriously?

Doctor Ye smiled, nodded with interest, and sat aside waiting for the meal.

Although I know that the little lady in front of me is clearly nonsense, it is always true that she cured Zhang. No matter whether it was cured in one day or a month, no matter whether it was taken elixir, there was still such a magical acupuncture method. When the patient was cured, then whatever the doctor said was nothing, it would be okay to talk nonsense.

When he was young, he went to a free medical consultation outside. Some people refused to let him treat the female family at home, and would rather die of illness than let him take the pulse.

What is the nonsense of diagnosing pulses through the curtain or hanging silk? It’s all nonsense and messy. He didn’t have the current medical skills at that time. What could he diagnose through the broken curtain or the screen? Not to mention the hanging silk pulses!

For this reason, he pretended to be an old woman and pretended to be a ghost to deceive the patient. Once he insisted that the patient was a ghost. If the patient died, the patient would die and his family would be in trouble. In order to cure the disease and save the patient, he was flexible and could do anything. Now he naturally accepted it well. As long as the result was right, he would not care what the doctor used and what hidden tricks were there.

Gu Xiang raised his eyebrows and was quite satisfied with the genius doctor's "knowledge".

She did know the needle method, the needle of the embroidery needle, and the embroidery method. At that time, she just pretended to prick the needle on Zhang Qiaoan, but in fact it was pricked on her clothes and hair, and even the flesh was infiltrated.

Zhang Qiaoan's poisoning is fake, but Chinese medicine is real.

Of course, I was afraid that this acting skills would not be good, Gu Xiang gave him some medicine, and with the help of Xueying and Qiuli, as well as various mechanisms in the restaurant, he gave the audience a relatively simple "close-scene magic".

Gurgle, gurgle!

Gu Xiang turned his ears and listened to the sound, nodded, got up and lifted the lid of the pot, stirred it with a spoon.

Before she got mixed up, the diners around just smelled the light fragrance, which was not very attractive. Everyone felt that the pot on the kitchen stove was a bit big and had been simmering for a long time.

From the time they lined up to the chef coming out to make barbecue, it took more than an hour to go. The lid of this pot was always covered tightly, and no one could get the true appearance inside.

At this time, as soon as Gu Xiang's spoon was put into the pot, the rolling heat wave was wrapped with the rich aroma of meat, which instantly made all the diners confused, and tears and saliva poured out.

If the aroma of barbecue is a domineering iron gun, the fragrance is like a flow of water. The flow of water looks gentle, but it is a drop of water that makes people dare not ignore it at all.

Gu Xiang scooped out the meat with a smile, and with a snap, a spoonful of them were thrown into the bowl of Constable Zhang and Doctor Ye.
Chapter completed!