Grandpa Zhu, a native of Fengqi Village, is already 107 years old this year. People under the age of 60 in the village have to call him Grandpa, but they can't prepare for it. The ability to build this nursing home in Fengqi Village is not unrelated to him. The wealthy businessman in Xiangjiang who returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors is actually a descendant of the Zhu family.

Therefore, the old man was seriously ill, which really touched the hearts of the whole village. The villagers were simple in nature. Although the reason for thanking the descendants of the Zhu family was that they were mainly concerned about the oldest man in the village.

If we follow the ancient saying, the Centennial Ren Rui represents the spiritual wind and water transport of the land, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is from Fengqi Village.

But no one expected that the old man who had already made a judgment by the doctor was on his verge of death, his only wish was to have a bowl of porridge.

No one would doubt the diagnosis of this resident doctor. This is a great expert invited by Mr. Zhu, a wealthy businessman from the Magic City. He is surrounded by a medical team and has various advanced medical equipment and medicines. Even he said it was beyond help. What everyone can do now is to try their best to satisfy Grandpa Zhu’s final wish. In the future, Mr. Zhu will return in Xiangjiang, and I believe he will be relieved.

Even if there is no system random task, Zhou Dong will definitely not stand by, let alone the generous rewards given by the system. He immediately followed Li Xiuchen to the nursing home overnight.

Liu Liangren was originally a person who was not concerned about his own affairs, but at this time he was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to ask for help.

When he walked into the medical center of the nursing home, Zhou Dong was a little dazed for a moment. Is this still the nursing home deep in the mountains? It was a bit like a Grade A hospital. Li Xiuchen took them hurried to Grandpa Zhu's ward. Seeing that there were already a large group of villagers in front of the ward, he hurried forward in person to separate the crowd and squeezed in with Zhou Dong and the others.

"Doctor Liu, there are three chefs from Kyushu Dingshi who are here, and they will definitely be able to fulfill Grandpa's wish." He only knew that Huai Liangren came with Shen Cheng, and directly regarded this Michelin three-star chef as the person from Kyushu Dingshi.

Huai Liangren's lips moved, and he rarely found it clear.

Dr. Liu is a middle-aged man in his forties, with thick hair and fair skin. He looked at Zhou Dong and the other two quickly, pointed to the old man who was sleeping, made a sound ban, and lowered his voice and said, "That's the best. The old man is now close to the state of exhaustion and dryness. Although we have rescued him, he has only returned to his mind.

When the old man woke up, he had a wish, hoping to eat the porridge made by "Chef Hu Shen" back then.

Although there may be no scientific basis, according to my experience, if the old man's wish can be met, it may delay his death. Such miracles have also been recorded in history...

But I am an amateur in cooking, but I have never heard the kind of porridge that the old man said, so I want to ask three of you to think of a solution."

Li Xiuchen whispered to Zhou Dong and the others: The "Cheer Hu" mentioned by Grandpa Zhu is a master who lived in seclusion in Fengqi Mountain in the legend.

It is said that he once used the simplest green vegetable tofu to make a beautiful feast for the warriors who resisted the invaders.

I thought this was just a legend, but I didn’t expect Grandpa Zhu to have eaten the porridge he made.

"The elderly want to eat porridge? This is simple. I am from Cantonese cuisine. When it comes to making porridge, I'm afraid no one can know more than me."

Huailiang said in a rare manner: "Smooth chicken porridge, raw fish porridge, Shidi porridge, boat porridge, pork liver porridge, salted fish tofu porridge or lean meat porridge? Or all kinds of sugar water? As long as I can name it, I can make it!"

Chef Hu or something, Huai Liangren didn't take such a rural legend seriously. He only believed that he had seen it with his own eyes.

Dr. Liu smiled and said, "It would be great if there is a Cantonese chef here, but I can't tell the name of this porridge, and the old man couldn't explain it clearly, just said...

This porridge contains green lotus root that only gods can eat. It tastes fresh and has a side dish like jade, which is mellow and crispy in the mouth. The old man also said that the bowl of porridge is like jade falling from the sky, which makes people unable to bear to eat, but once you have eaten it, it will be unforgettable for your life..."

Huai Liangren was stunned for a moment when he heard this. What kind of porridge is this? He has mastered more than 500 ways to make porridge, but he has never heard of such porridge in the world.

Bilou? That is something in mythology and legends. How could it be found in the world? Could it be that the old man was confused? If he said that the "Chepherd Hu" would make such porridge, he would definitely not believe it, and even suspected that this was another story of "Pearl Jade White Jade Soup", something that was mythologically written by time and memories.

It is hard to say whether this kind of thing that is mixed with personal feelings and releases imagination exists or not, even he has nowhere to do it.

Zhou Dong was stunned: "What the old man should be talking about is the green lotus root and jade porridge. Dr. Liu, I can make this porridge."

"No, you can do this legendary thing, too?" Huai Liangren looked at Zhou Dong incredibly.

"I understand, Master Zhou, are you looking for off-season white lotus roots for this..." Shen Cheng suddenly realized.

Zhou Dong nodded and said, "The new product that will be launched in the breakfast department is this green lotus root jade porridge. Village Chief Li needs good white lotus root to cook this kind of porridge. The white lotus root in Ajie Valley is a fresh product. If it is cooked, the effect will be the best."

Li Xiuchen paused: "It's dark, so it's time to do it tomorrow morning at the earliest?"

"Then prepare something else first..."

Zhou Dong thought for a while and said, "I need fresh cartilage. If not, let Master Cheng drive to Chudu tomorrow to get it. There are also seasonal rice, pearl rice or stem rice, as long as it is not Chen rice for more than a year.

There is also good honey and fresh spinach, which should be fat and tender without yellow leaves.

By the way, the big iron pots from farmers are used together, and firewood can be burned in the mountains, which is better than any natural gas and gas!"

Li Xiuchen hurriedly said, "Don't bother Master Cheng anymore. I'll ask my wife at home to buy some gold cartilage at the market outside the mountain tomorrow morning.

Lao Heizi in the village is a beekeeper. If you have good honey, you can rest assured that Lao Heizi is a kind person. The bees he raises are not grown up by eating powdered sugar.

We have the spring spinach grown by ourselves, which is fat and tender, and we must not even sprinkle pesticides. The pearl rice is even more ok. My wife has a cough disease and she has to drink porridge every morning. The best black pearl rice is always available at home, and the porridge that is made is so soft and glutinous.”

Zhou Dong nodded: "That's great. Everything is all in one place. We will go to Ajie Valley to catch lotus root tomorrow morning. Doctor Liu, it should be too late, right?"

Dr. Liu looked at Zhou Dong deeply: "I didn't expect that this little master is the chef? I had time. After the old man went to bed, I gave him a small dose of sedative. He should be able to sleep until around noon tomorrow.

When he woke up, he just happened to eat Master Xiao Zhou's porridge. Maybe this would stabilize the old man's state and delay his death."

When he walked out of the nursing home, Huai Liangren suddenly looked at Zhou Dong and said, "Is there anything else you can't make? I haven't even heard of this kind of porridge. Don't tell me what do you have to do with that chef Hu?"

Zhou Dong smiled: "You can rest assured that I know much less delicious food than you, it's just a coincidence."

"I don't believe it, how could it be such a coincidence?"

Huai Liangren shook his head and said, "I know what I am thinking. Should I be a little embarrassed when I am considering being a judge? If that is the case, you must have a way to solve it, right?"

After hearing this, Zhou Dong was not doing well, but Shen Cheng's face changed drastically. You two are great people, okay? You are competing, can you not get involved with our Lu Chu?

(Please take a half-off, today I’ve updated my updates. My friends have recently polished the outline and need to change a lot. Otherwise, I’ll be very tired when I write about the plot later. I’ll resume two updates tomorrow.

Please give me the recommendation ticket, but I should not give it to me.)

:.:
Chapter completed!