The fragrance of medicine fills the countryside in 1990

In the heart of the ancient house guarded by the Chiyou family for generations, time seems to have solidified into an elegant ink painting, and Kang Duan Chenxiang is quietly wandering in the deep world of Mozhi's mechanism.

The dim light was like the gentle brushstrokes of time, gently falling on her focused face, coating her whole body with a layer of mysterious and quiet glow.

As an explorer with infinite enthusiasm for theoretical knowledge, Kang Duan Chenxiang may not be like Luo Shen, who has been familiar with the unique skills inherited from his family since childhood, and his every move is the essence of the thousand-year-old skills.

But she has a passion for knowledge that is more passionate and pure than anyone else. Like the rising sun, she is not afraid of difficulties and pursues her goals unremittingly.

Luo Shen stepped into the quiet space, his tone a little playful: "Chen Xiang, I've seen you act quite low-key recently. Could it be that you have made some new discoveries, or are you confused?"

Kang Duanchenxiang smiled slightly, with a mysterious light flashing in her eyes: "This is my little secret, Luo Shen."

Luo Shen raised his eyebrows, changed the topic, and got straight to the point: "Regarding the legendary Tang King's treasure, you don't seem to be as enthusiastic as before. Is there some unknown reason behind this?"

Kang Duanchenxiang sighed softly, his eyes far-reaching: "Yes, the Tang King's treasure that our Chiyou family has been pursuing for generations is just an ordinary item worn by the Su family. This moment of enlightenment made me realize that what we really desire may not be an external object to prove our identity."

Luo Shen nodded in agreement: "Indeed, our strength and wisdom are the most solid foundation."

Kang Duan Chenxiang pondered for a moment and said meaningfully: "I am more inclined to believe that what the Chiyou family has been waiting for for a long time is not the appearance of the treasure, but the person who can unlock the true meaning of the treasure."

Hearing this, Luo Shen's brows flashed with doubt: "You mean, it's not Su Chenjin?"

Kang Duanchenxiang shook her head and chuckled, "Su Chenjin may be the most suitable key, but she won't reveal the secrets in her heart to others easily. And in the Su family, I guess there are only a few people who can see through this mystery."

Luo Shen shook his head firmly: "No, I firmly believe that only Su Chenjin can take on this important task." After that, he changed the subject and asked curiously: "Then, why are you so obsessed with improving the organization?"

A cunning look flashed across Kang Duanchenxiang's eyes. "I am planning to build a maze. When the time is right, I will invite all my friends to this feast of wisdom and courage. I think Su Chenjin will be deeply attracted by this challenge."

Hearing this, Luo Shen couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Using mechanical devices to build a maze as a game, your idea is really unique and impressive!"

Kang Duanchenxiang and Luo Shen couldn't help but smile at each other.

On the other side, in a quiet corner of Yaoxiang Farm, the blooming Panax notoginseng are like golden brocade, gently spread on the earth. Each flower contains the song of harvest and is a generous gift from Mother Nature.

Yao Lao, the wise man who takes medicine as his companions and fields as his home, is slowly steaming Panax notoginseng with his dexterous hands. The room is suddenly filled with a rich and mysterious medicinal fragrance, which seems to be able to penetrate the heart and give every farmer the deepest comfort and nourishment.

At noon, the sun shines down as gently as fine threads, providing the most splendid background for this feast with Tianqi as the protagonist.

Yao Lao, dressed in simple but clean clothes, stood in front of the stove himself, like a magician of culinary art, transforming simple ingredients into delicious dishes with good color, aroma and taste.

As the dishes were presented one by one, what filled the air was not only the aroma of food, but also an indescribable warmth and anticipation. They intertwined together to form the most moving melody of this afternoon.

At this moment, Tang Bin and Su Chenjin walked side by side into this world embraced by the fragrance of medicine and sunshine.

When Yao Lao saw this, a trace of kindness and relief flashed in his eyes. He gently put down the kitchen utensils in his hands, smiled, and just as everyone was about to sit down, he gently led Su Chenjin aside.

In the early morning light, Yao Lao's eyes are gentle and deep, as if he can see through the most delicate aspects of people's hearts.

"Xiao Jin," he said softly, each word containing the kindness and care that only elders can give, "I have been watching you carefully these days, silently. I have seen you working hard in the fields with Tang Bin every day, and working side by side with Director Gu to follow up on patients in the countryside. Your perseverance and difficulty are really moving. I have seen every bit of hard work you have endured, and my heart is filled with mixed feelings, both admiration and heartache."

Hearing this, Su Chenjin raised her hand and gently wiped away the beads of sweat on her forehead. Her smile not only showed the tenacity of youth, but also added a bit of calmness that was not afraid of difficulties. "Mr. Yao, you are too serious," she responded softly. Although her voice was soft, it revealed a power that could not be ignored. "It is hot in summer, and although the heat is intrusive, I know that such hardships are the only way to grow. I am strong and healthy, and I have faith in my heart. I will grit my teeth and persevere, and live up to my youth."

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao gently stroked his long silver beard that hung down to his chest, and a barely perceptible light of approval flickered in his eyes, like the warm light that first appears in the morning light.

"Since you have made this determination, remember to carry the anti-heat medicine with you in case of emergency. Every bit of sweat and effort you have put in is as bright as the stars, imprinted in my heart, and I have never forgotten it. I hope this little help can become a breeze on your way to the top, helping you to achieve your lofty ambitions and go one step further."

When Su Chenjin heard this, a warm current surged in his heart, like the warm sunshine in spring penetrating through the clouds.

She slowly bowed and saluted, her voice full of sincerity and gratitude: "Thank you for your concern, Master Yao. Xiao Jin will remember it in my heart and will strive with more perseverance and unremitting efforts to live up to your high expectations."

At noon, the sun shone through the window lattice and onto the rustic dining table. Yao Lao walked forward and slowly brought a plate of fresh and refreshing Panax notoginseng.

This dish is waiting for friends to savor carefully.

Tang Bin was curious about how this dish was prepared, and Yao Lao smiled.

It turned out that two hours ago, Yao Lao stayed in the kitchen patiently, carefully picking out the slightly weathered old leaves on the Panax notoginseng.

When washing, he used gentle techniques and flicked with clean water. After several times, the Panax notoginseng leaves looked even greener and the water droplets trembled lightly on the tips of the leaves, like the glow of morning dew. Then Yao Lao gently controlled the water and put it aside, waiting for the encounter with the taste buds.

Then, a feast of seasoning quietly began.

The bright red peppers are carefully carved into circles, like little flames; the garlic roots are cleverly peeled off and pounded into delicate garlic paste. A little salt is added to help it blend into the delicacy more quickly, and the garlic fragrance is everywhere, which is fascinating.

When seasoning, Yao Lao is like a perfumer, precise and artistic.

A light sprinkle of chicken powder, a fine sprinkle of salt, and the addition of millet vinegar add an indescribable sweet and sour taste to this dish, just like the taste of first love, fresh and slightly sour. If you prefer a sweet taste, the addition of sugar can make the sweet and sour taste more rounded and layered.

All the seasonings blend in the bowl, eventually transforming into an alluring magic, just waiting to meet Tian Qi.

Finally, the carefully prepared sauce met Tianqi, and time seemed to stop in this delicate fusion.

With a gentle stir, each piece of Panax notoginseng is dressed in gorgeous clothes. They rotate leisurely on the plate, exuding irresistible luster and fragrance.

Yao Lao is well aware of the subtle sourness and astringency of Panax notoginseng, so when seasoning, he cleverly adds a touch of salt, which not only protects the original flavor of Panax notoginseng, but also makes the taste richer, fuller and more delicate.

After making this refreshing Panax notoginseng dish, Yao Lao's eyes were gentle and discerning, moving among the emerald green leaves of Panax notoginseng. Those leaves were like jade carefully carved by nature, full of vitality and full of gifts from nature.

The next dish that Yao Lao prepared was Panax notoginseng stewed pork ribs. He picked every tender bit carefully, like collecting dewdrops in the morning light, and then gently brushed it with clean water, and all the dust was gone.

What follows is a delicate conversation about temperature and time.

The boiling water gently kisses the tip of the Panax notoginseng leaf, and then falls into the embrace of the ice water. This gentle embrace of hot and cold locks in its tenderness and freshness, retaining the purest natural taste.

After cooling, Yao Lao chopped it into small pieces with ingenious techniques. Every cut contained his awe and expectation for the ingredients, as if he was carving the traces of time.

When seasoning, the chef sprinkles salt lightly, grinds white pepper finely, and then slowly injects a stream of egg white and cornstarch water as if he is mixing an ancient secret recipe. The Panax notoginseng leaves quietly transform in the bowl, waiting for the gorgeous chapter that is about to bloom.

At the same time, the fire was blazing, and the spareribs were gradually coated with a layer of golden color in the hot oil. The aroma filled the air, and with the addition of ginger slices, it intertwined into an enticing symphony that instantly filled the entire space.

Yao Lao's hands seemed to have magic. He pinched the Panax notoginseng leaves into small and delicate balls, gently dropped them into the pot, and added a few wolfberries as garnish, which added a bit of elegance and nourishing flavor to the dish.

After twenty minutes of patient waiting, when the lid of the pot was slowly opened, a rich yet refreshing aroma hit me in the face. It was a resonance between Panax notoginseng and spareribs from the depths of their souls, and a beautiful melody interwoven with medicinal food and delicious food.

Every spoonful of soup contains the warmth of replenishing qi and blood, the care of nourishing the liver and kidneys, and the magic that can inadvertently wipe away fatigue and lead people into a gentle dream.

At this moment, food is not only a feast for the taste buds, but also a soothing to the soul, making people intoxicated.

For the last dish, Yao Laochu created a taste legend that spanned mountains and seas - [Steamed Swimming Crab with Panax Notoginseng]. This dish is not only a feast for the taste buds, but also a beautiful symphony of the essence of medicinal cuisine and the gifts of the ocean, slowly unfolding into a breathtaking taste chapter.

The ingredients are carefully selected from the essence of nature, and each one carries the craftsman’s piety and ingenuity.

Take only ten grams of top-quality Panax notoginseng, and wait for an affectionate embrace with the delicacies from the sea; two swimming crabs, with dazzling blue shells and plump bodies that hide the depth and generosity of the sea, they are messengers from the deep sea, carrying the freshness of the ocean and endless flavor secrets.

Two spoonfuls of cooking wine are slowly poured down, its fragrance carrying a subtle hint of spiciness, just like the dawn, gently awakening the dormant taste buds and quietly kicking off this taste journey.

The shredded ginger, as thin as gossamer, dances lightly on the fingertips. Each strand contains the ancient warmth and comfort, vowing to dispel every trace of coldness and warm every inch of the spleen and stomach.

Ginger, the wise man in the kitchen, has gone through the baptism of time, shedding its immaturity and roughness, turning into delicate and silky tenderness, waiting to dance affectionately with the seafood.

The swimming crabs appear even more crystal clear under the caress of the clear water. They lie there quietly, like elves just waking up from a deep-sea dream, waiting for the upcoming gorgeous transformation.

As the red rope was gently untied, the crab shell was carefully disassembled. On the plate, a delicate painting quietly unfolded, the crab body was like a carefully arranged line of poetry, and Panax notoginseng lightly covered it, with green and blue intertwined, just like an unexpected encounter between the mountains and the ocean, quiet and full of reverie.

The peanut oil is evenly sprinkled like fine threads, and the golden luster adds a touch of warmth and richness to the picture.

The aroma of soy sauce and cooking wine slowly interweaves in the air, creating an indescribable temptation. Salt grains are gently sprinkled, setting the tone for the feast and heralding the beginning of a feast of taste.

The crab shell is covered again, just like a warrior wearing the armor of glory, and the shredded ginger is dotted in between, like the brightest stars in the night sky, which not only adds a layer of flavor, but also implies the power of warmth and protection.

The steam rising from the pot is the most gentle breath of nature. The fifteen minutes of waiting under the high fire is the most tacit dialogue between time and ingredients. Every passing second is nurturing a taste miracle that is about to bloom.

At this moment, all the waiting and anticipation turns into a dance on the tip of the tongue, leading diners into an unforgettable taste journey.

Yao Lao stroked his beard, his eyes sparkling with wisdom and kindness, and he slowly said, "The most delicious delicacy in the world is the majestic and strong male crab, and the elegant and nourishing Panax notoginseng. The two are intertwined, just like a match made in heaven. Not only does it nourish the body, but it also adds a bit of the elegance and taste of literati. The crab shell is like a natural treasure box, locking the depth of the ocean and the authenticity of the ingredients. When it is opened, an indescribable fragrance instantly fills the air, making people yearn for it and salivate without knowing it."

Hearing this, Tang Bin's eyes lit up, his face full of anticipation, and he urged again and again: "This delicacy must be savored carefully, and must not be missed!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao's lips curled up into a warm smile. He turned his wrist lightly, and like flowing water, he picked up a large and plump crab from the plate and gently placed it in Su Chenjin's bowl. His tone was full of pampering and care: "Come on, Xiaojin, try it while it's hot."

Su Chenjin nodded and smiled, then lowered his head and took a bite. It was really delicious.

At this time, Tang Bin's pleasant voice came from the restaurant.

"Mr. Yao, your cooking skills are truly perfect. It is such a blessing to be able to enjoy this delicacy today!" Tang Bin said with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao laughed heartily, "Haha, that's exactly what I want to do. I want to open a herbal restaurant so that everyone can taste the wonders of medicine and food coming from the same source. These new dishes are carefully prepared in advance, and you can enjoy them first!"

After that, he turned his gaze to Su Chenjin, and said gently with some deep meaning, "Xiaojin, I have something important to discuss with Dean Chen Fangyu later. You stay here, maybe you can be of some help." (End of this chapter)