Traditional Chinese medicine health care emphasizes light diet, so this table of home-cooked dishes naturally tastes less than the hotel meals. However, Jiang Qinghan is very satisfied with this table of food, which can make the light food layered, which shows that Su Tao's cooking skills have reached a level. Yan Wujin likes to eat that plate of braised chicken nuggets and scrambles to eat it with Yansha. He smiled and said, "How do you make these chicken nuggets? I feel that there is a faint smell of medicinal herbs."

Su Tao explained with a smile: "There are medicinal materials in the medical box. Putting Codonopsis in this dish will be good for your health."

Yan Wujin nodded and sighed: "Today's meal is not just these tricks."

Su Tao smiled faintly and said, "You can regard this common meal as a medicinal recipe!"

Yan Wujin pointed to the ordinary-looking "kelp soup" and asked with a smile: "What's the point of this dish?"

Su Tao looked at Jiang Qinghan and said, "Wolfberry, peach kernel, kelp soup is a good dietary medicinal diet for women."

Su Tao stopped when he ordered it, but he didn't explain it too clearly. He saw that Jiang Qinghan suffered from endocrine disorders, and this soup can reduce the secretion of hormones in the body. Patients with endocrine disorders mainly have too much estrogen secretion, and wolfberry peach kernels can regulate and supplement hormones.

Jiang Qinghan thoughtfully, put a bowl of soup in a bowl, blew the heat on his lips gently, took a sip, and stretched his eyebrows. The taste of the soup contained the sweet fragrance of wolfberry. Although it was different from normal soup, it tasted unique.

Su Tao prepared a medicinal meal for the Yan family, not intentionally, but just a little effort to deal with the physical problems of Yan Wujin and Jiang Qinghan.

Because Yansha had to go to class in the afternoon, she ate very fast. After a while, she ate two small bowls of rice and said with a smile: "It's much better than grandpa, so I'll leave lunch to you in the future."

Su Tao quickly explained: "I can only come occasionally, and I still have a lot of things to deal with."

Yan Wujin nodded and asked, "What's going on in Sanweitang now, then Liu Jianwei is okay?"

Su Tao smiled and said, "Liu Jianwei is now well integrated into Sanweitang. He is rushing to do many heavy and tiring tasks every day. His whole spirit is also completely renewed."

Yan Wujin looked at Su Tao deeply and sighed: "If you use it well, you are a tiger general. If you use it well, you should be careful."

Su Tao certainly knew that Yan Wuji was a kind reminder and said, "I know it in my heart!"

After dinner, Su Tao washed the dishes and chopsticks. After the kitchen, Jiang Qinghan changed into white martial arts uniform, stood in the yard with a sword in his hand, Yan Wujin said with a smile: "Since you have entered, I will naturally teach you a few tricks. Today, your master is here, so let her teach you a set of sword techniques!"

Su Tao followed Yan Wujin and Jiang Qinghan to the backyard. On the east side of the yard was a well-cared vegetable field, divided into several pieces, with peppers and tomatoes, and cucumbers hanging on the bamboo rack, adding a sense of farming. On the west side, there is a small stone table and two camphor trees next to it. Although it is late autumn, it still looks lush and lush. The thick branches stick out outside the wall more than two meters high, and the leaves swing in the wind, making a rustling sound.

"Look!" Jiang Qinghan murmured, and his steps began to move lightly. His whole body was like a light swallow. The sword turned into a spirit snake in her hand. After it was unsheathed, it emitted a cold light, swaying and galloping like willows in the wind!

After several moves, Jiang Qinghan jumped up, the sword spikes raised high, and her wrists shook rapidly, leaving several sword flowers in the air. The whole person was in the shape of a T-shaped figure. His body leaned back, supported the ground with his right leg, and his left leg was parallel to his upper body, and at a perpendicular angle to the ground. The tip of the sword looked shining brightly under the sunlight. After a few pauses, Jiang Qinghan twisted his right leg in place, and his plump upper body swung, and his whole person rotated 360 degrees like a gyro. The trajectory of the sword formed a circle. She straightened her upper body and stomped her left leg gently. The sword move became as fast as lightning. Every time she picked a thorn, she left a whizzing sound in the air.

Su Tao's eyes showed a look of surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect that Jiang Qinghan would be so beautiful when dancing the sword. Finally, he realized why ancient kings always liked to watch Kabuki perform sword dances, allowing graceful women to dance the spiritual sword, which was a very enjoyable visual feast.

"Come like thunder and frightened, and ended like the blue light of the river and sea." This poem can describe Jiang Qinghan's sword dance.

After several more leaps, Jiang Qinghan already felt that there was a sense of sword unity. She jumped in the air, twisted her body gently in the air, and the sword flowers were in a string, and finally pointed to the direction where Su Tao was, twisting her body backwards. When she landed, her legs suddenly split, and a clear scratch was cut on the ground, and finally became a straight horse. Her eyes were filled with confidence and aspirations. The sword body was flat and still, and only the sword spears were floating slowly under the blowing of the autumn wind.

"Good sword technique! So beautiful!" Su Tao couldn't help but speak and applauded.

Jiang Qinghan put away the sword and stood up. Although she was busy with work, her sword technique never fell. She threw the sword in her hand into the air. Su Tao was a little surprised, but she still took it steadily. Jiang Qinghan waved to him, implying that he had walked to where he was, and said, "Okay, I've finished the demonstration, now it's your turn."

"Ah" Su Tao was stunned for a while. He just focused on appreciating Jiang Qinghan's beautiful and charming demeanor and charm. He still remembered those moves. He could only shamelessly say, "I didn't concentrate just now, and I forgot a lot. Can I do it again?"

Jiang Qinghan's face was solemn, his eyes were filled with disappointment and displeasure, and he asked in a deep voice: "Extend your hand!"

Su Tao changed the sword to his left hand and stretched out his right hand. Jiang Qinghan found a thin willow branch from somewhere, holding Su Tao's palm with one hand, and gently waving the willow branch with the other hand, just like a teacher corporal punishment for a student, and gently twitched it twice. She didn't use much force, but she still felt a pain and numbness. Su Tao only felt itchy and sore inside, and could feel his heart beating vigorously.

Jiang Qinghan sighed. She slapped Su Tao just to impress him. After all, Su Tao is not young anymore, so she still has to give him some face.

Yan Wujin took out square paper and tobacco next to him and was rolling cigarettes there. Seeing Jiang Qinghan doing this, he smiled. The inheritance of martial arts is not easier than the inheritance of medical skills. It is a Chinese study that emphasizes strict teachers and high disciples. Jiang Qinghan sternly faced, snatched the sword from Su Tao, and started to dance like a dragon and a phoenix again.

This time, Su Tao never diverted his attention, but focused on observing every move, remembering her every move. Because she had the skill of medical skills, Su Tao not only observed the outline of the movement, but also studied how to exert force in each movement, limb joints, muscle tendons and veins. Although the pulse technique also talked about the technique of exerting force, it was completely different from Jiang Qinghan's way of exerting force. Su Tao could feel an invisible gas, accompanied by Jiang Qinghan's dancing, and it was transmitted to the sword body. Every time he swung the sword, the sword energy was radiant, as if it had substance.

Jiang Qinghan put away his sword again, looked at Su Tao, and asked, "Did you see it clearly this time?"

Su Tao smiled and said, "Let's try it out."

After taking Jiang Qinghan's sword, he felt that there seemed to be still warm on the hilt of the sword, and a feeling of slipperyness. Su Tao rubbed the sweat on his palms and began to dance the sword slowly. Compared to Jiang Qinghan's sword dance, there was naturally no ethereal charm, but Su Tao made his movements and moves very well.

Yan Wujin had already rubbed the cigarette roll and put it on the cigarette mouth, squeaking and spitting the smoke with great pleasure. He was not surprised. Su Tao restored the "Jiang Sword Technique" that Jiang Qinghan had just practiced perfectly. Although there were some differences in some tiny movements, it was also because it was more suitable for his body to exert force. Don't underestimate this change. Normal people practice martial arts from copying and rigidly to changing moves, which took a long time to transition. Su Tao strictly danced his sword for the first time, and knew that changing moves was really shocking.

Jiang Qinghan stared at Su Tao's sword practice, and his eyes turned from surprise to solemn. At first, she couldn't believe that Su Tao could imitate tenths when he saw him practicing sword for the first time. In addition, from Su Tao's move to draw his sword, Jiang Qinghan actually began to reflect on his ancestral sword technique. The details of Su Tao's enlightenment made Jiang Qinghan feel a sense of enlightenment. Some sword moves that he couldn't understand suddenly became enlightened at this time, and suddenly realized that this move was to better use the muscles in this part, so as to make the force more full!

Su Tao's familiarity with the muscles and bones of the human body was far more than Jiang Qinghan, so he easily finished practicing sword skills. He felt the heat rushing upwards in the Dantian position, and sweat beads appeared on his forehead. He smiled and asked Jiang Qinghan, asking for instructions: "Master, what was wrong just now?"

Jiang Qinghan coughed gently, looked at Yan Wujin, who was sitting not far away and smoking, and said lightly: "It's basically good, but the movements are not pure enough. Let's do this. If you practice ten more times, today's practice will be over."

Su Tao smiled obediently, held the sword and continued to dance the sword on the spot. This time it was much faster than last time, and the use of muscles and body became more proficient.

Yan Wujun saw a hint of embarrassment on Jiang Qinghan's face, and pulled out the cigarette butt. He walked to Jiang Qinghan's side and said softly: "It's almost done if you practice twice." After saying that, he turned around and walked home.

Jiang Qinghan shook her head helplessly. She couldn't understand Yan Wujun's meaning. After the second time, Su Tao had already mastered his skills. If he continued to practice, he was just a waste of energy.
Chapter completed!