Accidentally Born in the ‘60s:

When Zhen Zhen arrived at Mr. Zhang's house, Zhang Renze had already packed up and was ready to go out. Seeing Zhen Zhen's energetic appearance and red face, he immediately showed a very satisfied look, he smiled and asked: "Zhen Zhen Zhen, did you go out for a run in the morning?"

"Yes." Zhen Zhen took the basket from Zhang Renze's hand and said with a smile: "I ran around Hou Yang in the morning and read French again."

Zhang Renze nodded in relief: "That's good, young people should be full of vigor, like the rising sun." He was wearing undershirts, shorts and a big fan. From the outside, it was impossible to tell that he was the master of the national doctor. famous doctor.

Nowadays, the state's policy on private ownership has been fully liberalized. Although buying things from supply and marketing cooperatives, shops, grain stores, non-staple food stores, etc. still has to be purchased with a ticket, there are also some small markets that are formed spontaneously. Some home-grown dishes and chicken, duck, fish eggs, etc., although the price is slightly more expensive, but the good thing is that there is no need for tickets, and the things are fresher.

When Zhang Renze and Zhen Zhen carried their baskets to the small market, the bustling crowd gathered here. The clamor of hawking and bargaining were intertwined, and the crowd was crowded, making this ordinary and quiet alley a synonym for liveliness.

Although Zhen Zhen occasionally went to the supermarket to buy vegetables in her previous life, she has always grown her own vegetables in her life. After so many years, this is the first time to buy vegetables in the market, and she can't help but feel very fresh.

Mr. Zhang is very familiar with the vegetable market here. He brought Zhen Zhen to the depths of the alley. He was different from the outside. He sold chickens and ducks raised by himself, and some fished in the lake. fish.

Mr. Zhang stopped in front of a chicken and duck vendor, picked up a chicken and pinched it left and right, and quickly picked the fattest one, another duck, and some more Vegetables, then took Zhen Zhen to go home.

Zhen Zhen got up early in the morning, she was running and practicing French, she was very hungry. As soon as she entered the door, she immediately put her shopping aside and asked Zhang Renze impatiently, "Sir, what do we have for breakfast?"

Mr. Zhang looked at Zhen Zhen with a smile: "I already made it, you should wash your hands first."

"Good!" As soon as she heard something delicious, Zhen Zhen responded immediately, ran to the pool in the yard, turned on the tap, bent over to wash her face and hands, because she was anxious, she didn't even have a towel Carefully wipe, wipe it with your hands, and it will dry in a while.

At this time, Mr. Zhang had already moved a small table to the yard, and brought out a crock pot from the kitchen, Zhen Zhen's eyes lit up, she immediately came over, and couldn't wait to lift the lid and asked: " Sir, what are you cooking?"

While speaking, a strong fragrance of rice mixed with the coolness of lotus leaves spread as the lid was opened, Zhen Zhen took a deep breath and looked down at the pale green rice porridge in the crock pot with a The red wolfberry, just looking at the color combination, makes the index finger move.

Zhen Zhen took a deep breath, with a happy smile on her face, she sighed: "It's really fragrant!"

"This is lotus leaf wolfberry porridge, which is best for summer to cool off heat and dampness." Mr. Zhang handed Zhen Zhen a spoon: "Take out the porridge, and I'll serve the buns."

When Zhen Zhen heard the words, she immediately took the spoon from her husband, filled two bowls of porridge with chopsticks, and looked at Mr. Zhang with a drawer of steamed buns on the table: "Poria buns."

"Poria buns?" Zhen Zhen stared at the buns for a long time: "How is this done?"

Mr. Zhang put a plate of scallion oil kohlrabi on the table, took a bun and took a bite, and then explained slowly: "To make this tuckahoe bun, you need to put water in the casserole, add the tuckahoe and bring it to a boil. Fry it on low heat for half an hour, and wait until the Poria has boiled out the juice, and then use the concoction to mix the noodles, so that the mixed noodles have the effect of strengthening the spleen and stomach, and eating it is good for the body."

"So that's what it is!" Zhen Zhen suddenly realized that she couldn't wait to pick up a steamed bun and took a big bite, her eyes narrowed due to the delicious food.

This bun skin is made with noodles that have been sifted only once, and the fragrance is extraordinarily rich. The bun filling is hand-chopped with fat and thin pork belly, plus onion, ginger, garlic and a little broth. It's ready. The steamed buns have a thin skin and a lot of stuffing. As soon as the skin is bitten, the broth in the stuffing flows out. Even taking a bite of the belt stuffing, the chewy dough is mixed with the fragrant meat stuffing, oily but not greasy, and the fragrant is almost swallowing the tongue.

Zhen Zhen ate a large one in one go, feeling that it was not enough, and couldn't wait to get the second one, she had no image at all. Zhang Renze didn't mind either, just looked at her with a smile, and reminded her, "Drink some porridge first, don't choke."

Zhen Zhen nodded and scooped a spoonful of lotus leaf wolfberry porridge into her mouth. The taste of this porridge was different from what she had eaten before. The fragrant sweetness of silk, it should be seasoned with rock sugar!

Compared to Zhen Zhen's gobbling, Zhang Renze is much more restrained. He is already old, and he mainly eats health preservation. This breakfast he only ate three steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, and he felt almost seventy percent full. After that, he put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

So the rest of the delicious food was cheap. Zhen Zhen not only ate all the remaining seven steamed buns, but also drank half a bowl of porridge.

Zhang Renze saw that she was burping, couldn't help shaking her head: "Zhen Zhen, you've eaten too much, just eat 70% full."

Zhen Zhen touched her stomach and thought for a moment, then asked Zhang Renze with a tangled face: "Sir, what do you feel when you are seven percent full?"

Zhang Renze sat in front of the tea table next to him and slowly began to boil water to make tea. He poured the water for washing the tea on the tea table and looked at Zhen Zhen with a smile: "This is 70% full, it's just Feeling neither full nor hungry.”

Not full or hungry? Zhen Zhen seriously recalled her feelings while eating, and suddenly felt that the answer given by her husband was too abstract, so she might as well not talk about it. She scratched her head and looked at Zhang Renze with some embarrassment: "Sir, I think I'm either hungry or full. If I'm not hungry or not, I'm sure I'm not full. That's not enough. I'll eat half a meal less at night. I can't sleep."

It seems that it was no use telling her that, Zhang Renze shook his head with laughter: "Forget it, eat more if you like, anyway, young and strong, eating more is not a bad thing, come, go Brushed this bowl and crock pot."

After eating her husband's breakfast, she always had to do her best, Zhen Zhen immediately went to wash the dishes and the crock pot, but sat quietly opposite Zhang Renze.

Zhang Renze was very satisfied with Zhen Zhen's performance, and after pouring her a cup of tea, he began to tell Zhen Zhen the basics of how to make a medicated diet: "Although this medicated diet is food, the medicine and food are of the same origin, so you can't do it indiscriminately, otherwise you will not only be unable to Providing nourishment to the body will instead become the main culprit for inducing diseases." Speaking of which, he took a sip of tea and continued: "Sour enters the liver, bitter enters the heart, sweet enters the spleen, pungent enters the lung, and salty enters the kidney. Making medicated meals must vary from person to person and time to time, so you must understand the yin and yang and five elements of traditional Chinese medicine, the theory of zang-fu organs, the medicinal properties and compatibility of traditional Chinese medicine, and only then can you make a good medicated meal.”

Listening to Mr. Zhang's words, Zhen Zhen's face wrinkled involuntarily. The history of Chinese medicine is long and profound, involving thousands of medicinal materials. Years of effort will not come.

Zhang Renze understood what she was thinking when he saw Zhen Zhen, he smiled and shook his head, got up and went back into the room to take out two books and hand them to Zhen Zhen: "I have two books here, the first one is the one I sorted out. The basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and common medicinal materials, you can read more when you have nothing to do, and how much you can understand. And this thick book is the medicated diet recipes that I have compiled over the years. Your foundation is weak, since you cannot prepare medicated meals yourself If you don’t have the ability, you can only memorize them by rote, and write down all these commonly used ones, it’s enough for you.”

Zhen Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up, she quickly opened the thick book that her husband gave, and saw that it was very carefully organized, and the herbal formulas were classified in detail according to their efficacy. The symptoms corresponding to each medicated diet can be seen how much effort Mr.

Zhang Renze was willing to give her his hard work, obviously he gave her all without reservation, Zhen Zhen couldn't help but be moved, holding the book and hurriedly said, "Thank you sir!"

Zhang Renze looked at her with a smile: "Thank you, you don't have to, you don't have to come and learn from me if you have recipes. I didn't write so much about the processing methods of some ingredients and medicinal materials. This is a handy tutorial. I just learned that you don't want to be lazy this summer."

Zhen Zhen nodded again and again when she heard the words: "Mr. is willing to teach me painstakingly, I have designated to study hard, please rest assured sir!"

"That's good." Zhang Renze drank all the tea in the cup: "Let's kill chickens and ducks with me now."

"Okay!" Zhen Zhen followed behind him.

Zhang Renze is not only good at picking chickens and ducks, but also killing chickens very smoothly. Zhen Zhen squatted on the side and watched Zhang Renze kill chickens and lose their feathers. He sighed: "Sir, you are really a good cook who has been delayed by the career of traditional Chinese medicine."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Renze was amused by her remarks, glanced at her with a smile, and simply told her about the common sense of killing chickens: "Do you know that this chicken must be cleaned up? Chicken blood, just remove the chicken oil, otherwise the stewed soup will be very cloudy, not only unsightly, but also the taste will be affected.”

"So there is so much knowledge!" Zhen Zhen looked at the string of fatty chicken oil and couldn't help but ask: "Sir, since chicken oil will spoil the taste, then you keep this chicken oil. What's the use?"

Zhang Renze took the slaughtered chicken and rinsed it under the faucet and said, "Don't look at this chicken oil is not good for making soup, but the chicken oil can be fried in pancakes. Huang Yangyang's is fragrant and crispy, not to mention how delicious it is. ."

Zhen Zhen listened to her husband's description, and her saliva suddenly flowed out. The chicken oil that she wanted to throw in the bag was also solemnly placed in the bowl and carried into the kitchen with both hands.

Zhang Renze is going to make two meat dishes today, one is the famous dish Cordyceps Steamed Pot Chicken in Yundian, and the other is Babao Duck, which nourishes the kidneys and solidifies teeth. Zhen Zhen listened to Mr. Zhang and introduced the key points of these two dishes. , I always feel that something is wrong: "Sir, these two dishes don't seem to suit me?"

"Yes!" Zhang Renze glanced at her: "It wasn't for you at all."

Seeing that chicken nuggets, bamboo fungus, and Xuanwei ham were all put into the steamer, he immediately pressed down on the Cordyceps: "Sir, this stuff is quite expensive and hard to buy, why don't we save some money? Let it go."

Looking at Zhen Zhen's pitiful appearance, Zhang Renze snorted coldly, "Don't call me master, just want to eat my stewed chicken, how can it taste so good."

Zhen Zhen looked at him with a black line: "You are too careful."

Zhang Renze immediately took out another piece of Cordyceps and prepared to put it in, Zhen Zhen rushed over and held Zhang Renze's hand: "Master, Master, Master...don't put it!"

Zhang Renze's hand paused and looked at Zhen Zhen very reservedly: "You called this on your own initiative, I didn't force you."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! You are always right." Zhen Zhen grabbed the small medicine bag in his hand and put it aside: "Master, what should I do next?"

Zhang Renze heard this sound, and Master immediately felt very pleasant, and nodded contentedly: "For your sincerity, I will accept you and me as my apprentice."

"It's up to you!" Zhen Zhen looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Master, you're already happy to be an old child."

"It's not because Su Weiran has been yelling in front of us all day long that you are his apprentice and that forgetfulness is your teacher. Even Xie Shu let that kid teach you French. I can't be too far behind." Zhang Renze said happily: "When you learn my medicated food skills, I have to take you out to show off and envy them!"

"Okay, I have designated to study hard." Zhen Zhen patted her chest to make a promise, and then asked diligently: "Master, may I wash some other dishes?"

Zhang Renze and Zhen Zhen had a busy morning, cooking two meat dishes, four vegetarian dishes, and a plate of crispy and fragrant chicken pancakes. Zhen Zhen filled a bowl of steam pot chicken with tender meat and clear soup, while blowing the heat, she couldn't wait to take a sip, the delicious taste lingered between her lips and tongue, annoyed Zhen Zhen patted her thigh: "The pheasants I ate before were all white. Blind."

There were a lot of dishes at noon, so Zhang Renze didn't bring the duck. When Zhen Zhen came home, Zhang Renze handed her the eight treasure duck that nourishes the kidneys and the teeth: "Go back and bring you milk and your parents to eat. Well, wait until you come back tomorrow morning."

Zhen Zhen rubbed her bulging belly and asked Zhang Renze worriedly: "Master, how much weight do you think I will gain this summer?"

Because Zhen Zhen's way of eating is really stimulating appetite, Zhang Renze also ate a little more than usual. Hearing Zhen Zhen's question, Zhang Renze was a little worried: "I think I might gain weight too!"

***

Zhang Renze came to Xie Yanan every ten days to check the pulse and change the prescription according to the symptoms. Xie Yanan knew Zhang Renze, the master of Chinese medicine, so he regarded his words as an imperial edict. Even the little common sense in life that Zhang Renze said casually, she carried out meticulously as if doing experiments at work.

After taking the medicine for a month, Xie Yanan clearly noticed the changes in his body. Not to mention, at least the original problem of soreness in the waist is gone, and the problem of cold hands and feet in autumn is also gone. Now, even Mingxi said that her feet are hot, not like before, they are cold all year round.

When Xie Yanan was on vacation for a month or so, the projects developed by Mingxi's project team were all completed. Considering that these years, the scientific researchers have used the scientific research institute as their home and worked overtime for many years. They are also afraid that they will be exhausted. With a swipe of a pen, everyone will take a three-month vacation, and then take a good rest for a while.

After Mingxi had just graduated with two PLA troops, it was the first time she had a holiday in these years. When she thought that Mingxi would be able to stay at home for two more days, let alone Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen, Even Zhen Zhen was extremely happy.

In order to test Zhen Zhen's ability to make medicated meals, Zhang Renze specially came to Lao Li's house to help him take a pulse for Mingxi, and wrote the pulse case in a regular manner, allowing Zhen Zhen to think about a medicated meal by himself.

Mingxi is young and has been in the military academy for many years. He has a good physical foundation, but since he started working in scientific research, he has less opportunities to exercise and spends more time staying up late, which is somewhat hurting his blood. Zhen Zhen chose a medicated meal that nourishes qi and nourishes blood. From the beginning of the purchase of ingredients to the later production, they were all done by one person. Zhang Renze just watched silently by the side, without a single word of advice, until the medicated meal was ready. Later, Zhang Renze explained one by one the problems that occurred when Zhen Zhen was making medicated meals. However, although Zhen Zhen made some mistakes, the recipe she chose was very symptomatic, so this herbal meal was still brought to Mingxi.

Mingxi looked at the casserole in surprise, and heard that Zhen Zhen said that it was specially stewed for her body. Tears filled her eyes instantly, while eating the soup, she chatted with Zhen Zhen: "Originally, your second sister-in-law thought If I can give birth to a daughter this time, I won't give her a name for food, and change it to a unique nickname, something like Xixi, Chuchu, etc." After drinking a bowl of soup, Mingxi said again. He took the second bowl: "But now I think you are really kind to your brother, or my daughter's nickname will make you affordable." He ate a piece of stewed soft ribs and watched expectantly. Zhen Zhen: "What do you think if I had a daughter, what would it be called?"

Zhen Zhen looked at Mingxi with tears in her eyes, and deliberately teased him, "Why don't you call it bread?"

Mingxi, who was drinking soup, immediately lit up when he heard it: "Look, what's up, heroes see the same thing, I think so too, your second sister-in-law is not happy."

Xie Yanan looked up at Xie Yanan and couldn't help complaining: "Are you talking about bread? You clearly said Daliba!"

Mingxi looked at Xie Yanan and said, "Da Lieba is not bread anymore? Da Lieba is so delicious, muscular and hungry, how sincere!"

Zhen Zhen looked at the couple making fun of you and me, and was going to sneak away quietly so as not to interfere with the affairs between the husband and wife. Who knew that just as she turned around, she heard Mingxi ask: " Zhen Zhen, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Zhen Zhen turned her head and gave him a thumbs up: "No problem, anyway, when my sister-in-law wants to kill you, we will definitely not stop you."

***

Mingxi moved into the house, and before the family made out for two days, Mingbei and Zhen Zhen started school.

Originally, Zhen Zhen and Ming Bei, Wang Xinwen, took the bus to and from school and home together. Although Zhen Zhen felt that the wattage of her light bulb was a little brighter, she was used to it.

However, this time was different from the past. Xi Junjie asked her to take the bus back to school for the reason of practicing spoken French on the tram. During the summer vacation, Wang Xinwen accidentally conceived another one. Therefore, her original plan to go back to school to read books and review homework in the library a few days earlier was disrupted. After discussing with Ming Bei, she decided to start the day before school. Go back again, stay at home for two more, and take good care of yourself.

Zhen Zhen stayed at home for over a month, although she was busy talking every day, running, practicing English, and learning how to cook medicated meals, but without the systematic study, it still made Zhen Zhen a little unaccustomed. She and Xi Junjie returned to school a week early.

At this time, the students from the school had already returned, and as soon as Zhen Zhen entered the school gate, she ran into Guo Xiaoqiao. Guo Xiaoqiao happily ran over and grabbed Zhen Zhen's arm: "I was wondering if you would arrive at school earlier, otherwise I would be afraid to sleep in the dormitory alone at night."

Zhen Zhen smiled and scratched her nose: "How old are you a girl, don't you sleep in your own room at home?"

"That's different." Guo Xiaoqiao smiled and took Zhen Zhen's hand: "I won't be able to sleep well without you."

Xi Junjie followed Zhen Zhen with a straight face, looking at the two girls who were sticking together in front of him and couldn't help sighing: What exactly are these two girls to hug, look at you Look, that girl's head is drooping onto Zhen Zhen's shoulders, if it is crushed, what can be done?

Xi Junjie's face turned dark when he saw the hands of the two of them, and his delicate eyebrows were a little sharper than before because of his unhappiness. He looked a little less "beautiful" than before, and a little more A sense of majesty.

I originally thought that I could spend more time with Zhen Zhen after I went to school, and let her know more about herself. After graduation, the matter between the two would be a matter of course, but now it seems, why is it so hanging. Xi Junjie's eyes kept staring at the arms that the two held together, wishing to push Guo Xiaoqiao away so that he could take his place.

Xi Junjie followed behind Zhen Zhen, eagerly watching Zhen Zhen turn a corner and head towards the dormitory building of the Chinese Department, obviously forgetting himself.

Xi Junjie lowered his head glumly, feeling that there was still a long way to go.

"Xi Junjie." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, Xi Junjie raised his head in surprise and looked at Zhen Zhen, the joyful light on his face at that moment made the students beside him stunned.

Zhen Zhen was also in a trance for a while before she came back to her senses. This is also due to the fact that after watching it for more than a month during the summer vacation, she was somewhat used to it. She let go of Guo Xiaoqiao's hand and walked in front of Xi Junjie, pulling him two steps to a place where no one was beside her: "I'm afraid you won't be able to eat dinner together today, I have to eat with Xiaoqiao. But tomorrow morning Let's continue running?" Seeing Xi Junjie nodding his head repeatedly, Zhen Zhen chuckled: "It's still 5:30 in the morning, see you on the playground."