I traveled through time and space and found a mute boy: That’s enough, I feel sorry for him

The next morning, after sending Mu Jinghua to the village chief's house, Xu Shu had to busy himself with the birthday banquet for the county magistrate's youngest son.

In fact, as an accountant, he was not very busy if he was just doing the accounting. But after seeing the arrangement and bill Wu Yong handed over, the county magistrate directly appointed Wu Yong as the manager of the birthday banquet.

This is a rare thing. After all, the rich and powerful in ancient times, especially those who were officials, would have at least one or two people in charge of the family.

But the county magistrate found a restaurant owner to take charge of the business, and it was the birthday party of his beloved youngest son.

You could say that he did not attach importance to this birthday party, as he gave Wu Yong a betrothal gift of five thousand taels of silver; but you could say that he attached importance to it, as he chose Wu Yong, an unknown rich second generation.

When Xu Shu first heard the news, he thought Wu Yong was tricked by some industry competitor, who deliberately wanted him to look bad in front of the county magistrate. But if someone could regard Wu Yong as a thorn in his side, he naturally couldn't get close to the county magistrate, so how could he trick him?

Wu Yong himself was puzzled, but the opportunity was in front of him, and he was not a timid person, so he naturally did not want to let it go easily. So, he set his sights on Xu Shu.

As a brother, Xu Shu had no choice but to agree. Moreover, Wu Yong also said that after the deal was done, he would get 30% of the betrothal money. No one would be reluctant about money, and organizing dinner parties was Xu Shu's old trade.

Before the end of the world, he, like Wu Yong, was a rich second-generation who had no worries about food and clothing. His greatest pleasure every day was to pursue the greatest excitement in his already very refined life.

Organizing dinners and throwing parties are things he has been playing since he was a child, and he is tired of them a long time ago.

Xu Shu agreed and naturally had to do the job well. The first thing he did was to find out the county magistrate's preferences.

Although the protagonist of the birthday banquet was the county magistrate's youngest son, the child was ignorant after all. Whether the banquet was held well or not naturally depended on the reactions of the county magistrate and the guests.

Wu Yong had connections for investigating such matters, and he found out everything in just one afternoon. He wrote densely packed papers and stuffed them directly into Xu Shu's hands.

"Brother, look at this." Seeing Wu Yong sitting leisurely and drinking tea, it was obvious that he had decided to be a hands-off boss.

Xu Shu read resignedly, but after only two pages he had an idea. When he saw that the county magistrate Xiao Ran was a Buddhist, the dish "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall" automatically popped up in Xu Shu's mind.

He recalled the ingredients and made a list for Wu Yong, but Wu Yong looked embarrassed.

Xu Shu thought for a moment: "Too expensive?"

In ancient times, water transportation was not well developed, and things like abalone and sea cucumbers were probably very rare in inland areas.

Wu Yong nodded, a little regretful: "But your thing looks really good, you are the one who understands it, Xu Shu."

Xu Shu was helpless, he hadn't eaten for a long time and he was a little greedy. He took the paper, thought for a moment, and changed to a simpler eight-treasure rice. After all, it was for the children, so he just wanted to be auspicious. And the ingredients were very flexible, so he could use whatever he found.

Xu Shu simply stopped writing the list and dragged Wu Yong out to go shopping at the market.

Glutinous rice is the easiest ingredient to deal with. Other than that, there are red dates, peanuts, walnuts, etc. Xu Shu walked around the store and ordered all the ingredients that could be used: "This, this, this, and this, one pound of each."

Wu Yong followed him and saw what he bought. His mouth opened wide: "Xu...Xu Shu, are you planning to get married? Why are you buying red dates and peanuts?"

Upon hearing this, the waiter who was happily loading the goods hurriedly congratulated Xu Shu: "Congratulations, sir. Happy wedding, happy wedding."

Xu Shu staggered and almost couldn't help cursing: "You are getting married."

Wu Yong touched his nose shyly: "I do want to, but I haven't met anyone I like."

Xu Shu: ...It's really offensive, in this world where everyone wants to get married.

He was silent for a moment before adjusting his tone and explaining, "This is used to make eight-treasure rice."

"Eight Treasure Rice?" Wu Yong's eyes lit up. "This name sounds auspicious. Brother Xu is really talented in writing."

Xu Shu: ...

He was speechless and pushed Wu Yong: "Pay."

Wu Yong sighed, paid the bill promptly, left his address, and then followed Xu Shu and asked, "You haven't told me what this eight-treasure rice is yet?"

Xu Shu took a quick look around the street and finally decided to try his luck at Qi Huairen's clinic. He explained concisely, "It's just steaming glutinous rice with longan, peanuts, red dates, etc. into rice."

"Wow." Wu Yong's eyes widened. "It's so simple. Why didn't I think of it before?"

Xu Shu glanced at the dilapidated street and thought that it was probably because people were too poor in that era. It was not easy to find all the eight treasures, so who would have thought of stewing them all in one pot.

However, the last time he brought Mu Jinghua to the clinic, he saw a lot of good things, including wolfberries.

When he arrived at the clinic, Qi Huairen was there too. He obviously remembered him and he unconsciously pursed his lips when he looked up at him.

Unexpectedly, this old man was so vindictive. Xu Shu raised his eyebrows and walked up to him to ask if he had wolfberries, yam, lotus seeds, and white fungus for sale.

Of course there were, but Qi Huairen frowned, looking suspicious: "Why did you buy these?"

Xu Shu was also puzzled: "Of course I ate it."

Qi Huairen thought for a moment, and with the compassion of a doctor, he still advised: "Medicine is three parts poison."

Xu Shu thought about it and decided to pretend: "Wolfberry nourishes the liver and kidneys, improves the essence and improves eyesight; yam nourishes qi and nourishes yin, nourishes the spleen, lungs and kidneys; lotus seeds nourish the spleen and qi, nourish the heart and calm the mind; Tremella clears heat and strengthens the stomach, beautifies and removes spots. These are not tonic foods, and the medicinal properties are not conflicting. What's wrong with making them into medicinal foods to regulate the body?"

Hearing Xu Shu's summary of each medicinal ingredient, Wu Yong and the medicine boy beside Qi Huairen widened their eyes.

Qi Huairen's reaction was the most exaggerated. He was a man of few words to begin with, and now he was even more speechless. He just pointed at Xu Shu and said, "You...you, you..."

Xu Shu was not in a hurry at all, waiting for the old man to recover and praise him, but he only heard one sentence: "Who is your master?"

Xu Shu thought about it and felt a little regretful that he couldn't remember the professor's name. After all, he was just bored at the time, so he went to the Chinese Medicine Department's class. It was good enough that he could remember the classroom, but how could he know the professor's name?

But of course he couldn't say that. Xu Shu waved his hand and said, "I'm not good at learning, so I don't dare to mention my master's name."

Qi Huairen was stunned for a moment, then asked again: "Then tell me in detail, why can lotus seeds nourish the heart and soothe the mind? And what about the medicinal food? What is it? What is the principle behind the theory of conflicting medicinal properties?"

Now it was Xu Shu's turn to be speechless. He had only attended a few lectures taught by university professors, read the diet therapy recipes his mother made, and had the honor of eating medicated food a few times. Everyone has their own expertise, and Chinese medicine is profound and extensive, so he couldn't explain it clearly.

Xu Shu said regretfully, "Old sir, you are embarrassing me. I am really not very good at learning. I have only been taught by the master for two years."

Studying medicine is a lifelong endeavor. When Qi Huairen heard Xu Shu say it would take two years, he sighed deeply. Then he remembered that Xu Shu refused to mention his master's name, and his beard became crooked.

He waved his hand to the medicine boy and sighed, "Present it to him!"

Suddenly an idea popped into Xu Shu's mind.

Although he was not well-trained, he had made some progress in eating. In particular, there was a period of time when his mother made medicinal food for his father to nourish his body. He was influenced by her and made fitness meals himself every day...

To round it off, he can be considered an expert in nutrition that combines Chinese and Western medicine?

And...Xu Shu glanced at Wu Yong who was grinning foolishly beside him, and thought helplessly, he had the best of both worlds, and it would be a shame for his wallet if he didn't promote medicinal food in the tavern.

Having made up his mind, Xu Shu did not tell Wu Yong immediately.

After all, if you want to raise funds, you can't just analyze the feasibility for investors, you have to clearly state the plan, expected funds, etc. Otherwise, at the very least, it's just empty talk, and at the worst, it's just cheating your friends.

Xu Shu looked at Wu Yong who paid the money happily and thought helplessly, this brother seems to be quite easy to cheat.

After buying the ingredients, the two went straight to the tavern's kitchen.