"All right, look at the arrangement." Jiang Zebei had no objection.

"Okay, go back and say to your uncle, wait until I come back and try his skills, whether it is as colorful, fragrant and scented as he said."

When Chen Ping got the medicinal recipe, he happily told her two days later that he had done it.

What happened?

Of course, it was medicinal food, and it was said that it tasted like she said, floating out of the restaurant.

Chen Mengtian knew that the longer the medicinal soup, the stronger the fragrance.

However, the real fine soup must be full of fragrance, which makes people feel a rich soup in their mouths when they smell it.

The medicinal recipe she gave Chen Ping annotated all the details. She believed that the other party had made it, but it had not reached the level of fine soup.

After she gave me some detailed annotations on the medicinal food, if Chen Ping couldn't make a little look, she would consider changing to him as a chef.

Chen Mengtian left Zuixianlou and walked towards the street of Baorentang. Many vendors on the street were carrying loads and hawking.

Soon, she walked to the wonton stall.

The stalls of Lao Liu and his wife are now empty, and the items for cooking wontons have been put away, and even the tables and chairs have not been placed.

Chen Mengtian glanced at the wonton stall and walked towards Baorentang's.

While she was standing at the door of Baorentang, the clinic door was open.

Many people with bad faces come in and walk in, and some come with the patients.

When the guy inside saw Chen Mengtian, he walked up to greet him: "Girl, you are here."

"Well, are your shopkeepers here?"

The young man welcomed her into the clinic and said unfortunately: "Oh! It's really a coincidence that the shopkeeper just came to the door to see the clinic."

Chen Mengtian didn't say anything, walked into the clinic hall and walked towards the back hall.

The guy is also very eye-catching.

He sent her to the back hall and took the initiative to leave.

The shopkeeper gave the order early on, and Miss Chen came to the clinic and didn't need to stop her from doing anything she wanted.

The back hall is quieter than the front hall.

Chen Mengtian walked over the back hall and came to the backyard.

She came to see Feng Da’s family of four.

By chance, as soon as she walked into the backyard, she saw Feng Da chopping firewood in the yard.

The other party raised the axe in his hand and chopped the wood on the ground.

His arms were raised and put down, one after another, and each time his arms were filled with strength.

From this we can see that he has been doing well these days.

There was no initial malnutrition on the noodles, and there seemed to be some meat.

It may also be because of the good-looking face, and there are some illusions.

Chen Mengtian walked into the backyard, but Feng Da didn't know that he was still chopping firewood.

Until Feng Peng left the house, he stood in the corridor with the bowl in his hand and saw Chen Mengtian.

He shouted to Feng: "Dad!"

"What are you doing?"

Feng Da stopped the movements in his hand and turned his head to look at his son's voice.

Seeing Feng Peng holding the medicine bowl in his hand, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Have your mother finished the medicine?"

Feng Peng nodded quickly and pointed at Chen Mengtian, "Dad, Miss is here!"

Feng Da paused his sweat and looked in the direction Feng Peng pointed.

Sure enough, I saw Chen Mengtian with a faint smile on her face.

"Miss, you are here!"

Feng Da's face was very excited and his eyes lit up.

Seeing his appearance, Chen Mengtian nodded gently and raised his foot to walk into the corridor.

The direction I went to was exactly where Feng Peng came out before.
Chapter completed!