Ling Ran took a piece of fanta stone and was too lazy to pick another one. He just played with it in his hand.
Academician Du perked up. He wanted to pick another one while the boss was busy, but he failed several times.
The gray-bearded old man asked the boss to bring out a few more fanta stones. He picked one that was similar in size to the one in Ling Ran's hand, and he secretly paid with his phone. He did not even let Academician Du know the amount.
The idlers who came because of Academician Du's fame also surrounded the counter. They were not picking, and most of them were just there to watch.
The more people came, the more people talked.
The boss seemed to be annoyed. He swept his hand and swept the stones on the metal counter like a dustpan. He said, "It's time to get off work. Please come early tomorrow."
"I'm not done …" Academician Du raised his head.
The boss waved his hand. "Rest when you need to. Come again when you're free."
Academician Du was stunned, and he was chased out of the shop.
The sun was shining on the street, and it did not look like it was time to get off work.
"Forget it. If he doesn't want to sell it, then so be it." Academician Du smiled at his grandson. "This boss is really … a weird person …"
"He's more than weird." The plump grandson looked at Ling Ran and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Doctor Ling to pick up a rare stone on his first visit. Although your fanta stone is small, it's normal to sell it for more than a thousand RMB. 880 RMB is too little. If you sell it later, you might even get double the price."
Academician Du was not satisfied. "Doctor Ling picked up a rare stone himself. Doctor Ling, give me another chance. I'll pick one for you …"
"It's time to go back. There are still a lot of preparations to be done before the surgery, "Ling Ran said sincerely." It's not too late to pick a stone after you're discharged. "
"Who knows what will happen after I'm discharged," Academician Du said helplessly. "Is it that urgent?"
"Yes …" Ling Ran took the lead and walked to the parking spot.
Under the sun, Mutton Alley had a shaded road, green brick walls, and a blend of ancient and modern styles. It was like a catwalk made by time. Ling Ran attracted countless gazes as he walked.
Ling Ran slowly stopped. His nose twitched a little as he looked at the shop on the right.
It was a small restaurant that served roast duck.
"I'll treat you to roast duck." Ling Ran turned and said to Tian Qi.
"Sure," Tian Qi answered readily.
As the two of them spoke, they entered the restaurant side by side.
Academician Du stood on the street and did not understand. "Aren't we in a hurry?"
Zuo Cidian, who was following behind them, gestured for them to continue moving forward. He said faintly, "Doctor Ling is in a hurry. The patient should go to the hospital now. Since the patient has decided to go to the hospital, he is naturally not in a hurry."
Academician Du still wanted to retort, but Zuo Cidian said to his chubby grandson, "Why are you still standing there? Send your grandpa to the hospital. He's going to have surgery tomorrow. How long do you want to hang around! "
The plump grandson's thoughts instantly cleared up from his thoughts and he immediately said, "Grandpa, let's go to the hospital first. We'll talk about this later."
"Can't I eat roast duck too?" Academician Du was not convinced.
"I can't. There are strict rules for preoperative meals. Otherwise, during anesthesia, when your muscles are relaxed, the food may block your trachea. " Zuo Cidian could already tell that Academician Du was the type of patient who wanted to get to the bottom of things. It was useless to just tell him about the taboos. He was very skeptical, but if Zuo Cidian told him the reason, he would be obedient before he had evidence to refute it.
For doctors, giving different persuasions to different patients was mainly a matter of energy allocation. But for today, it was not a problem. Academician Du needed some extra privileges, and Zuo Cidian was willing to give them.
The group quickly left Mutton Alley and drove into the inpatient area of Beijing University Sixth Hospital.
Ling Ran also ordered his meal and looked around with a scrutinizing gaze.
The antique decoration could not be said to be outstanding, but it did not make people feel uncomfortable.
The entrance of the restaurant was not big, but the space on the second and third floors was not small. There were six wide and spacious tables and four private rooms. The tables were roughly separated by a screen. At this time, about half of the seats were taken, and business could be said to be quite good.
Ling Ran and Tian Qi sat at a small table. The gray-haired Li Xuechao rejected the invitation from his deskmate and went to a noodle shop not far away. Two bodyguards dressed in black stood on both sides of the screen, and they looked quite imposing.
Tian Qi sat across him with her back straight. She only used the corner of her eyes to look at both sides. Then, she said softly, a little guiltily, "My family must arrange bodyguards for me. If I get rid of them, my family will be very anxious. If you don't like people following you … "
"It's okay." Ling Ran said calmly, "There are a lot of people in public places, and they like to stare at other people. I'm used to it."
"It's good that you think so." Tian Qi suddenly laughed.
The men in black standing not far away from the two of them looked at each other and looked away awkwardly. 'How did this strange conversation happen? Both of them do not want to talk.'
Fortunately, the roast duck was soon served.
As a small restaurant, the roast duck was not sliced in front of the customers, and it lacked a sense of ceremony. However, the duck itself was roasted well. The crispy duck skin was very thick, and when it was picked up, it shone with oil, and it looked very delicious.
When it was eaten, people could not help but nod.
Ling Ran saw Tian Qi nodding at the same time, and he could not help but smile.
Tian Qi was even more happy. She only felt that the duck in front of her seemed to be shining.
"So crispy." Tian Qi praised in a reserved manner. She ate a piece of duck skin in two bites.
"The skin of roast duck is indeed very crispy." Ling Ran nodded in approval.
Crispy duck skin was not the traditional taste of roast duck, especially if Quanjude was regarded as authentic. Soft duck skin was the standard of Quanjude's roast duck.
However, authentic did not mean delicious. Therefore, with the active resistance of the people in the country, especially the people in Beijing, the skin of modern roast duck became crispy. The thick duck skin, crispy texture, and tender taste were probably the most popular and attractive roast duck texture among the roast duck dishes. Big Dong and Whole Duck Season rose because of this.
On the contrary, Quanjude, which was burdened by the traditional way of thinking, increasingly needed to rely on stories to support itself. This was also a big problem for the famous food in Beijing. The customers came one after another because of the reputation brought by the "authentic taste", but the taste difference between the modern people and the ancient people was getting bigger. The market that used to be praised for putting more lard in the duck disappeared. Whether to change the taste had become a difficult marketing problem.
Ling Ran did not care about this. He smelled something good, and he wanted to come in and try it.
Tian Qi did not care either. The chef at home might cook better, but eating was not as simple as just eating.
When it was almost time, Academician Du lay on the hospital bed. He was so bored that he looked around in annoyance.
A single room was a privilege for academicians, but even so, the white and blue walls would not make people happy. The pure white bed sheet, the modern multifunctional nursing bed, and the complicated call system at the head of the bed would only make people feel weak.
"Academician Du, we're here to give you an injection." The head nurse walked in with two nurses.
"Sorry to trouble you." Academician Du was polite.
"It's our duty. Associate Hospital Director Wang said that you're the pillar of the country, and he wants us to give you our best." The head nurse teased casually and pointed at the two nurses beside her. She smiled and said, "I've brought my best."
The two nurses smiled and did not steal the head nurse's limelight. They lowered their heads and did their work quietly. One was responsible for disinfecting the bandage, and the other held a needle and poked it into Academician Du's vein.
"So crispy."
"Academician Du's blood vessels are indeed very fragile."
"His skin is also quite fragile."
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