A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 112 The Effect of Immortal's Surplus Food

Jiang Ruoshui replied quickly: "I was just about to tell you this, your health care lady, I want to keep her. (smirk)"

Zhou Qing blinked and looked at the message again and again, especially the (smirk) emoticon at the end.

After making sure that he was not mistaken, he thought to himself that the effect should be very good. Boss Ruoshui was in a particularly good mood. Not only did he use emoticons, but he also used emoticons with a bit of mischief.

The same goes for the tone of voice.

Zhou Qing typed: "Falling asleep?"

Jiang Ruoshui: "Well, not only did she fall asleep, but she slept for eleven hours straight, from seven in the morning until she woke up half an hour ago... It was such a comfortable sleep. I almost want to keep her by my side and continue to fight in the North American market."

Zhou Qing: "Are you serious?"

Jiang Ruoshui: "It's just that this thought flashed through my mind after I woke up, but I quickly denied it. I still adjusted my main focus according to the plan. I must try to stay up late less in the future... I really want to keep her by my side, but I have to ask you first, after all, she is your health care mother. (snickering)"

Uh.

When Zhou Qing heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that Boss Ruoshui had such a lively side after a good sleep.

I feel much more emotional.

He thought for a moment and replied, "I only signed a three-month short-term contract with her. So, I'll talk to her first to see if she's willing to complete my short-term contract with you. This can also serve as a probationary period between you two. You can discuss the details of the rest between yourselves."

"Well, that's even better. She should have gone back to the hotel to rest by now."

"it is good."

Zhou Qing directly dialed Gu Qian's number.

"Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Qing asked, "How do you feel?"

Gu Qian: "It's pretty good. I didn't embarrass you... and you're right. Mr. Jiang is indeed a very good person."

She seemed quite happy, so Zhou Qing explained the situation again and said, "The contract between us is not mandatory. If you don't want to work in Jiangcheng, that's fine. If you are willing, this could be a good opportunity for you. Mr. Jiang will definitely offer you a higher salary than I do in the future."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he asked softly, "Mr. Zhou, can I think about it first?"

"Of course, there's no rush anyway. Take a look at it over the next few days. If you have any ideas, tell me, or you can talk to Mr. Jiang directly. If you have any concerns, you can tell us directly and we can discuss it."

Zhou Qing hung up the phone and sent a WeChat message to Boss Ruoshui.

After all, he would be working away from home for a long time, so he thought Gu Qian would need a few more days to think about it. Unexpectedly, the next afternoon, when he finished practicing his internal skills and came out of the bedroom with his silent phone to see the Polygonatum odoratum exposed to the sun on the terrace outside, he found an unread message.

Gu Qian: "Mr. Zhou, I am willing to stay with Sister Ruoshui and complete the contract with you."

Zhou Qing couldn't help but stop.

She agreed that Zhou Qing was not strange, but...Sister Ruoshui?

In such a short time, the name has changed?

He smiled, a little curious about what happened between them, but he didn't ask. He just replied, "Okay, work hard over there, and remember to explain this matter clearly to your cousin."

Gu Qian replied immediately: "Yes, I will!"

Then he added: "I have already told my cousin, and my cousin told me to make my own decision."

Zhou Qing walked to the sunny spot on the terrace and bent down to observe the Polygonatum odoratum on the bamboo board.

After a while, he put on disposable gloves, turned the polygonatum over, and let it continue to dry. Speaking of which, this polygonatum produced in Huaguo Mountain looked really ordinary on the surface, and whether it was steamed or dried, he didn't smell any special smell next to it, such as the "strange fragrance" often mentioned in novels.

For the next few days, Zhou Qing stayed in this small country courtyard, enjoying the sun and steaming day and night.

In the middle, he also cooked black bean juice and sprinkled it on the sixth to ninth steaming times.

In addition to preparing Polygonatum, Zhou Qing spends the rest of his time practicing internal skills and studying: not only consolidating the latest scientific dating and identification methods, but also continuing to strengthen the study of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge such as meridians and acupoints.

By the afternoon of September 6th, when the ninth and final drying session was about to be completed, Zhou Qing was unusually unable to concentrate on his studies.

He moved the rattan chair and lay down beside it, watching Tik Tok.

While killing time watching the young lady posing on the screen, I kept an eye on the direction of the sun.

The finger-sized piece of Polygonatum is already pitch black, but under the sunlight, the inside has an amber sheen, and the texture feels soft and hard to the touch.

At five o'clock, he brought the Polygonatum odoratum that had finally finished drying into the house.

"It looks more like a black dried sweet potato."

Zhou Qing carefully cut the cooked Polygonatum into twelve slices, put them into a transparent plastic jar that had been prepared long ago, covered it with a sealed lid, and then sent a message to the landlord Ma Ge, asking him to deliver the whole lamb banquet.

Ten minutes later, Ma Ge and his wife drove a pickup truck and brought over a roasted whole lamb and a hand-pulled whole lamb.

After placing the food on the long table on the first floor, Brother Ma looked around and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Zhou, haven't your friends arrived yet?"

Zhou Qing asked him to prepare a whole lamb banquet, ostensibly to entertain his friends who were coming to visit him.

"They might not come, but that's okay. If you can't finish it, put it in the refrigerator. I'll pack it up and take it away when I leave tomorrow morning."

Zhou Qing made up an excuse to deal with it.

As long as he pays, no one will care whether he throws it away or really packs it up and takes it away.

For many things, as long as no one sees them, the other party will naturally make up their own rational explanations.

After the landlord and his wife left, Zhou Qing took a knife and cut a piece of roasted lamb to taste.

Well, it smells good.

He went out and closed the gate to the yard, then returned to the living room and sat cross-legged on the wooden sofa bench. He poured a small piece of Polygonatum from the bottle and put it in his mouth.

Everything is ready, it's time to try the efficacy of this immortal's surplus food.

This sweet potato chip-like Polygonatum has a soft and sweet taste. It tastes a bit similar to dried sweet potatoes, but with the unique and rich aroma of Polygonatum.

It's strange to say, when it was steamed and dried before, it had no taste at all, but when it was chewed in the mouth, the fragrance was so strong that Zhou Qing felt like he had drunk a big mouthful of syrup concentrated with this fragrance.

"This is different from reality. I looked up information before and found that the nine-steamed and nine-dried polygonatum in reality also tastes fragrant, but the fragrance is said to be very light... Next time I will buy some to try and make a comparison."

Zhou Qing thought to himself, and quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts, calmed his mind, and after swallowing it, he immediately began to move his internal energy.

At the beginning, the circulation of true Qi is similar to usual, slow and gentle.

But soon, a "flame" rose from the stomach.

The originally lukewarm true qi suddenly became different when it passed through the meridians radiated by it!

(End of this chapter)