Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Chapter 446 Qin Jingru makes three kinds of savory dishes and learns traditional Chinese medicine fr

Wang Feng looked at the three dishes made of white ingredients on the plate and asked Qin Jingru curiously:

"Jingru, what kind of dish is this? I've never seen you make it before?"

Qin Jingru said with a smile, "Brother Wang Feng, this is 'Zao Liu San Bai' (a type of braised pork belly), made with winter bamboo shoot slices, chicken breast, and grass carp slices. However, this is not the authentic 'Zao Liu San Bai' because we have limited ingredients, and I used similar substitutes for some of them."

Wang Feng was taken aback. Wasn't this He Daqing's specialty dish? How come Jingru could even make this dish?

"Jingru, did Chef Wu teach you how to make this dish?"

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes: "Of course it was my master who taught me. We didn't have any ingredients before. Yesterday, we went back to Qin Family Village, and I saw winter bamboo shoots at my parents' house, so I brought them back. That's how we managed to gather enough ingredients for this dish of stir-fried three whites."

"Brother Wang Feng, you should try this. Lately, we've been eating pork, mutton, pheasant, and rabbit every day. This is a good opportunity to change things up for you."

Wang Feng nodded, feeling very pleased. Jingru was so considerate. He wondered which of the three dishes, the braised three whites or the one made by He Daqing, tasted better.

Pick up a piece of fish and put it in your mouth. The fish melts in your mouth, smooth, tender and soft. The fresh and fragrant fish has a hint of wine, and it is smooth, tender and crisp. It is very delicious and deserves to be called He Daqing's signature dish.

"Delicious, great! Jingru, Goose, you guys eat up!"

"Uh-huh."

Lou Xiao'e, seeing Wang Feng's high praise, also picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth.

Soon, she nodded in satisfaction and said to Qin Jingru, "Sister Jingru, this dish is really delicious. You must teach me how to make it next time."

"Hehe, no problem."

Qin Jingru was very happy to see that Wang Feng and his son both liked the dish.

Qin Jingru prepared three dishes for lunch: braised three whites, braised fish chunks, and pheasant stewed with dried mushrooms.

They often eat braised fish chunks and pheasant stewed with dried mushrooms, but today's ingredients are all leftovers from making "Three Whites in a Fermented Rice Wine Sauce." It's all meat, so we can't waste it.

After the meal, all the braised white meat and vegetables were gone, but some braised fish chunks and pheasant stew with dried mushrooms were left.

Lou Xiao'e brewed a pot of tea. After Wang Feng finished his tea, he put all the medical books into his backpack and said with a smile:

"Son, you all rest at home. I'm going to study traditional Chinese medicine now. Jingru, remember to ask Aunt Wu to kill the pheasant and rabbit when you get back this afternoon."

"OK."

Wang Feng left courtyard number 28 and rode his bicycle towards Dongzhimen.

After riding his bike for about half an hour, Wang Feng finally arrived at that secluded little courtyard near Dongzhimen.

Looking around and seeing that no one was around, he took out a pound of pork and a pound of mutton from his spatial storage and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

Who is it?

Wang Jiu's wary voice came from inside the courtyard.

"Ninth Master, it's me."

Upon hearing Wang Feng's voice, Wang Jiu quickly opened the courtyard gate.

"Wang Feng, you're here."

"Yes, Ninth Master, let's go inside and talk."

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Wang Feng closed the door and followed Ninth Master into the main room.

"Ninth Master, this is fresh pork and mutton. When I come over tomorrow afternoon, I'll bring the vegetables for the day after tomorrow."

"Wang Feng, you're very thoughtful."

Wang Jiu took the dishes to the kitchen and put them away, poured Wang Feng a cup of tea, and said:

"Wang Feng, there's just so much to learn about Traditional Chinese Medicine. In just one or two months, you probably won't even recognize one percent of the herbs. Do you really want to learn it?"

Wang Feng nodded and smiled confidently: "Don't worry, Ninth Master. I can learn about herbs by reading medical books. The reason I want to learn traditional Chinese medicine from you is mainly to learn about acupoints, meridians, and the basic understanding of the five internal organs."

As he spoke, Wang Feng took out twelve medical books he had borrowed from the library from his backpack.

When Wang Jiu saw the medical books prepared by Wang Feng, he found that they included basic theories of traditional Chinese medicine, Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica, Treatise on Febrile Diseases, and Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Gold Pieces, basically all the most common and practical books on the market.

Seeing this, Wang Jiu stopped trying to dissuade him and began explaining the knowledge of acupoints to Wang Feng. He even used his own body to demonstrate, explaining each acupoint in great detail.

Wang Feng listened very attentively. He could remember everything Ninth Master said after hearing it only once, but that was all he remembered.

During this time, Wang Jiu tested Wang Feng several times to see how much he had remembered. When he saw Wang Feng, it was as if he had already learned it before. He recited everything that Wang Feng had taught him before without missing a single word, and even drew inferences from it to ask him questions. Wang Jiu was completely shocked.

Wang Feng's memory is just too good! He's definitely a genius in medicine. He used to study acupoints for several months before he could memorize them by rote. But Wang Feng achieved what he had taken several months to accomplish in just over two hours. This was really hard for him to believe.

To confirm his suspicions, Wang Jiu had Wang Feng repeat what he had taught him before, and Wang Feng recited it word for word, as if he had a photographic memory.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jiu gasped. This time, he truly believed that Wang Feng might actually be able to master the basics of traditional Chinese medicine in just one or two months.

"Wang Feng, you are simply a genius of traditional Chinese medicine. Here's what we'll do: don't rush to come and learn from me these next few days. Go back and read through the Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica, the basic theories of traditional Chinese medicine, and the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic first, and then come and learn from me. Once you have a certain understanding of traditional Chinese medicine, you will be able to learn more effectively with less effort."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng nodded: "Alright, Ninth Master, I'll come see you again in a few days."

"By the way, Ninth Master, is there anything else you need? I'll bring it over for you next time."

Wang Jiu smiled and waved his hand: "We have everything here. You brought vegetables again today, so there's nothing we're missing."

Wang Feng checked the time; it was almost 5 p.m. He packed the medical books into his backpack and said goodbye.

"Alright, Ninth Master, I'll be going now."

"etc."

Just as Wang Feng turned to leave, Wang Jiu called him back.

"Ninth Master, is there anything else?"

"Wang Feng, how are Brother Lou and Madam Lou doing now?" Wang Jiu asked.

Upon hearing that the question concerned Lou Bancheng and his wife, Wang Feng frowned and briefly explained their current situation.

Although Lou Bancheng has money and a dozen or so strong weapons in Hong Kong, he lacks trustworthy and capable men. Currently, he only has Lou Yi, Lou Er, and Lou San available. It will probably take him quite some time to build up his influence and establish a foothold in Hong Kong.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Wang Feng, do you mean that Brother Lou is currently lacking skilled fighters who dare to fight?"

"That's right. There are many triads in Hong Kong. If he doesn't build his own power, he will be exploited by them and it will be difficult for him to rise to the top."

Wang Jiu looked at Wang Feng and tentatively said, "Wang Feng, I do know a few skilled fighters who are daring and trustworthy, but they are not in Beijing right now."

Where are they?