After entering the kitchen, Zhang Dafu asked, "Doctor Qin, what do you need to do?"
Qin Haodong said, "The little fellow has just been sick, so it's better to eat something light. Just make some porridge for him. Is there any eight-treasure rice here?"
"Yes, but it's raw rice that hasn't been soaked. It's not suitable to make porridge."
Zhang Dafu despised Qin Haodong again in his heart. It was common sense for ordinary people to soak the rice in advance for at least four or five hours to make porridge. But he wanted to make it directly. He didn't know how to cook at all!
"It doesn't matter. Just give me the rice!"
Seeing that Qin Haodong insisted, Zhang Dafu didn't say anything more. He directly took a small bowl of eight-treasure rice and gave it to Qin Haodong.
Qin Haodong said, "This is not enough. There must be a lot of people who will eat it later. I need more."
"Uh …"
First Mate Zhang was speechless. He really didn't know where Doctor Qin's confidence came from. The Lin family had been trained by his cooking skills to be picky. They didn't like ordinary food at all. How could they eat the ordinary eight-treasure porridge?
But since Qin Haodong wanted it, he would give it to him. Anyway, he was not the one who would be embarrassed later.
Thinking of this, he took a big bowl of eight-treasure rice and sent it to Qin Haodong.
Qin Haodong washed the rice and began to make porridge. He also knew that ordinary eight-treasure rice needed to be soaked for a period of time, but Emperor Green Wood didn't need to do that like ordinary people.
He had a natural wood attribute physique and practiced the top wood attribute cultivation method, so he was good at manipulating plants. The grains in the eight-treasure rice quickly played their own value to the extreme in his hands. Ten minutes later, a strong aroma filled the kitchen.
"It smells so good, so good. Uncle Magic Doctor, your porridge smells so good. When can I eat it?"
The little fellow stood next to him and looked at the boiling porridge pot. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Later, she put a white and tender little finger into her mouth, looking like a little foodie.
"Tang Tang, this is very unhygienic."
Qin Haodong said and pulled the little fellow's finger out of her mouth.
"But Uncle Magic Doctor, I really want to eat it!"
"Don't worry, it's all right!"
Qin Haodong said as he turned off the fire on the stove and took the porridge pot down.
Zhang Dafu had been watching from the side. When the aroma of the porridge wafted out, he was surprised. He did not understand how Qin Haodong could make ordinary eight-treasure porridge so fragrant.
Looking at Qin Haodong taking the porridge pot down, he couldn't help but say, "Doctor Qin, even the soaked Babao Rice needs to be boiled for about half an hour before it can be eaten. It's only been 10 minutes, so it's not hot enough yet, right?"
"It doesn't matter. My cooking method is unique. The porridge is ready." Qin Haodong said, holding the pot of porridge in one hand and the little fellow in the other. "Let's go. It's time to eat!"
"Okay, okay, I can finally eat delicious food …"
Tang Tang followed Qin Haodong back to the table excitedly. She stared at the porridge pot with her big cute eyes and refused to leave it for a moment.
Out of politeness, Lin Zhiyuan and Lin Momo sat at the table without eating, waiting for Qin Haodong. Seeing him return so quickly with a pot of fragrant porridge in his hand, a trace of surprise flashed across their faces.
"Uncle Magic Doctor, hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait!"
As the little fellow spoke, he desperately swallowed his saliva.
"Don't worry, it's fine!"
Qin Haodong said as he scooped a bowl of Babao Porridge and stirred it with a spoon. Then, a trace of Ice Genuine Qi appeared in his hand to cool the porridge for the little fellow. Soon, it was sent to Tang Tang.
He put a spoonful of Babao Porridge into the little fellow's mouth and asked, "Is it delicious?"
But Tang Tang didn't have time to answer him. She directly grabbed the spoon from Qin Haodong's hand and ate it. Her cute and innocent look made everyone laugh.
After laughing, Lin Momo was a little curious. Was the porridge made by this guy really so delicious? Tang Tang was the treasure of the family. She had eaten all kinds of delicacies and was very picky about food. She had never seen her like eating one thing so much.
Qin Haodong saw Lin Momo's doubt, so he scooped two more bowls of porridge and sent them to Lin Zhiyuan and her. "Everyone, have a taste and see how good I am."
Lin Momo first picked up the spoon and ate a little like a lady. Then, she immediately sped up. Her speed was no less than that of the little fellow. It was almost like a robbery. She didn't look like an ice beauty at all.
Looking at the two beauties' appearance of foodies, Lin Zhiyuan really despised them in his heart. "Anyway, we are also a rich family. We have eaten all kinds of delicious food. It's just a bowl of porridge. Do you need to be like this?"
While thinking, he also picked up the spoon. When the first mouthful of porridge entered his mouth, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and then ate it in big mouthfuls. Soon, he finished the bowl of porridge.
"Delicious! It's so delicious! I've never eaten such delicious porridge. " Lin Zhiyuan said to Qin Haodong, "Doctor Qin, your cooking is so good. Can you give me another bowl?"
Qin Haodong smiled and filled Lin Zhiyuan's bowl. Lin Momo also finished the porridge in the bowl. Although her cheeks were flushed and she was a little embarrassed, she couldn't help but hand the bowl in her hand to Qin Haodong.
Qin Haodong filled her bowl of porridge. At this time, the little fellow was a little anxious. While eating, she said vaguely, "Leave some for me! Leave some for me! Doctor Magic, you must leave some for me … "
Qin Haodong patted her little head lovingly. "Don't worry. You'll have something to eat!"
"Doctor Qin, can you give me some to taste?"
Qin Haodong turned his head and saw that it was the chef, Zhang Dafu.
Zhang Dafu was full of curiosity. He had never seen the Lin family lose their manners while eating. If Lin Zhiyuan wasn't a billionaire, he would really think that he was a shill hired by Qin Haodong. It was just a bowl of eight-treasure porridge. Was it necessary to eat so much?
Because of this, it also aroused his curiosity. He wanted to taste what Qin Haodong's porridge tasted like.
"Okay, I'm welcome!"
Qin Haodong said as he filled a bowl of porridge for Zhang Dafu.
Zhang Dafu put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. Suddenly, he felt a strong aroma hitting his taste buds. It was thousands of times stronger than before.
"This is the fragrance of longan, this is the strong aroma of jujube, this is the sweet aroma of coix …"
He chewed slowly, enjoying the feast brought to his taste buds by this bowl of eight-treasure porridge. At this time, he finally understood why the Lin family was so obsessed with eight-treasure porridge. Qin Haodong's eight-treasure porridge was so delicious.
Unconsciously, two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of Zhang Dafu's eyes. Yes, he did cry. He cried because of this bowl of porridge.
Lin Zhiyuan glanced at Zhang Dafu and despised him again in his heart. "How could a chef cry because of a bowl of porridge? What a loser."
Although he thought so in his heart, his hands did not stop. Soon, the empty bowl in his hand was sent to Qin Haodong.
Zhang Dafu quickly drank up the porridge in the bowl. Although he was not satisfied and wanted another bowl, as a chef, it was not appropriate to grab the porridge with the host. He could only put the bowl in his hand on the table reluctantly.
He did not understand how Qin Haodong cooked ordinary eight-treasure porridge in such an amazing way. He accompanied Qin Haodong during the cooking process and did not see any special techniques!
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he said to Qin Haodong, "Doctor Qin, I, Zhang Dafu, have eaten all kinds of delicacies in my life, but I have never tasted such delicious porridge. I am convinced by your cooking skills. I apologize for what I said just now."
He was really convinced now. He had just said that Qin Haodong's cooking skills were not as good as his, and now he knew that he had been slapped in the face.
Zhang Dafu bowed to Qin Haodong apologetically and said, "Doctor Qin, I think you are more talented in cooking. If you are willing, I will recommend you to the capital immediately. With your cooking skills, you will definitely become a top chef in Huaxia, or even a royal chef."
After that, he looked at Qin Haodong with a longing face. Qin Haodong just smiled slightly. How could he, the Emperor Green Wood, be a chef? Only his relatives were qualified to eat the food he cooked.
"Thank you for your kindness, Chef Zhang, but I still prefer to be a doctor."
"Well … Doctor Qin, please think about it again. It's a pity that you are not a chef with your talent …" Zhang Dafu said unwillingly.
"There's nothing to think about. I just made something for the little fellow. I'm not interested in being a chef."
Zhang Dafu's face showed a trace of disappointment, and he quickly said, "Doctor Qin, since you don't want to be a chef, can you teach me your cooking skills? I would like to worship you as my teacher! "
Qin Haodong waved his hand and said, "You can't learn my cooking skills!"
He was not hiding it, but Zhang Dafu really could not learn this cooking skill. In the world, only he, the Emperor Green Wood, could use it.
"Oh!"
Zhang Dafu's face was more disappointed, but he could not say anything. He silently retreated to the side.
"Doctor Qin, is there any more porridge?"
Lin Zhiyuan raised the bowl in his hand again and asked.
"Mr. Lin, there's no more!"
Qin Haodong said. He had increased the amount of porridge when cooking, but he did not expect that it would be eaten up so quickly.
Lin Zhiyuan realized that Qin Haodong had not eaten yet, and he could not help blushing.
At this time, the little fellow patted her round belly and said, "Uncle Magic Doctor, the porridge you made is so delicious. I haven't had enough yet!"
Qin Haodong said, "I just got sick. You can't eat too much at one time. I'll cook for you later!"
"Well then!" The little fellow said again, "Uncle Magic Doctor, can you send me to kindergarten?"
"Not today. I have something to do later. I'll send you to kindergarten tomorrow, okay?"
Qin Haodong did have something to do. He had promised to be Tang Tang's godfather. For the first time, his daughter called him father, so he had to give her a gift. That was why he had not asked her to be his goddaughter. He would go out to prepare the gift later.
"Well then, Uncle Magic Doctor, you have to keep your promise. Let's pinky swear!"
The little fellow said as she stretched out her white and tender little finger and made a pinky swear with Qin Haodong.
After breakfast, Lin Momo took Tang Tang to kindergarten, and Qin Haodong also left the Lin family.
Today, Tang Tang's fever reminded him that children were weak and easy to get sick. The best way to change this situation was to cut the hair and cleanse the marrow, so he wanted to give Tang Tang a Marrow-Cleansing Pill.
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