After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

The chicken soup with tofu and the scallop and tofu were soon ready. An Yumo fished out the chicken, cut it up, and made a sauce. While this was going on, Ding Xirui cooked rice in the big pot.

Lin Mingxuan timed it very well. He entered the courtyard just as Ding Xirui brought out the meal.

"Xi Rui, Xi Rui, that's it?" An Yumo asked when he saw it.

Ding Xirui looked up and said, "Yes."

"Then what should I call him appropriately?" An Yumo asked. She was younger than Ding Xirui, so she wouldn't call him "brother-in-law", right?

"You...just call me Doctor Lin." Ding Xirui replied.

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, yes." An Yumo was confused.

As he was speaking, Lin Mingxuan had already entered the kitchen.

"Need help?" he asked.

Ding Xirui put the rice down and said, "After you wash your hands, help bring the tofu pot into the house."

"Okay." Lin Mingxuan said, and went to the well to wash his hands.

An Yumo winked at Ding Xirui, who frowned, not understanding what she meant.

The three of them brought the food into the house, and Ding Xirui began to introduce:

"This is my friend, Miss An Yumo."

"Yumo, this is Doctor Lin."

"Hello, Miss An." Lin Mingxuan clasped his fists and bowed. But he felt a little uncomfortable. An Yumo was "my friend", but what about him? Who was he, Lin Mingxuan, to you, Ding Xirui?

"Hello, Doctor Lin." An Yumo bowed.

"You don't have to be so polite." Ding Xirui said with a smile, "After my mother fell ill some time ago, Yumo and I discussed making some dishes that are beneficial to nourishing the liver and kidneys and launching them in the restaurant. Yumo has already tested the ingredients and will cook them today. Please come back and try them." Ding Xirui continued to explain.

"So that's how it is. I'm in for a treat today." Lin Mingxuan said.

"I dare not, I dare not." An Yumo said.

"Please sit down, Banxia, ​​Nanxing and Xiaoqin come here." Ding Xirui said.

The three of them didn't dare to sit down.

"Everyone, sit down." Lin Mingxuan said.

"The bowls are all here, please sit down." An Yumo also spoke.

The three of them then sat down awkwardly.

"Here are three flavors of tofu. Let's try the vegetarian one first."

Ding Xirui picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The aroma of tofu mixed with the taste of mushrooms was full of freshness. The pea tips were the finishing touch. Ding Xirui chewed slowly, as if the whole spring was in his mouth. I didn't expect that such delicious tofu could be made with just two or three simple ingredients.

"Chef An, you're great. These dishes are a perfect match." Ding Xirui praised.

"Well, it's really good and very fresh." Lin Mingxuan said.

"Right, the pea tips inside can be replaced with different vegetables according to the season. Ordinary people can totally afford it." An Yumo said.

"This is for chicken soup base." An Yumo continued to gesture.

The chicken soup was also delicious, but if he had to choose a flavor, Ding Xirui preferred the vegetarian one. Finally, everyone tried the scallop soup base, where the salty flavor of the ocean spread through the tofu, a different style from the first two dishes.

"The three dishes can meet the needs of three groups of people, and everyone can take what they need," said An Yumo.

"Well, it will definitely be popular in the restaurant. By the way, what does your father say about the recipe?" Ding Xirui asked.

"I haven't told my dad yet." An Yumo's face wrinkled like a steamed bun.

"Recipe?" Lin Mingxuan was puzzled.

Ding Xirui then explained their plan, and Lin Mingxuan was surprised. He didn't know that Ding Xirui was still doing other "business" with An Yumo.

"Why?" After explaining the reason, Ding Xirui continued to ask.

"I'm afraid my father won't agree." An Yumo said.

"You're worried about disapproval before you even say anything. That's not good," said Ding Xirui.

"What if he doesn't agree?" An Yumo was still a little scared.

Hearing this, Lin Mingxuan had an idea. He looked at Ding Xirui and said, "I have an idea. Can I tell you?"

"Of course." Ding Xirui said.

"Some time ago, the county magistrate initiated a free medical consultation in the mountainous areas to fulfill his filial piety to his mother. Miss An's dish is very helpful for the elderly. We can respond to the call of 'filial piety' and persuade Boss An. I believe Boss An will not disagree." Lin Mingxuan said.

"That's a good idea!" An Yumo couldn't help but stood up. She looked at Ding Lin and the others and continued, "You two are so smart. You are a perfect match."

"Hey——" Ding Xirui hit An Yumo.

Being praised so directly and bluntly, Lin Mingxuan also felt embarrassed. He turned his head to pick up some vegetables and said, "I'm glad I can help. This is a big event in the county. There are not many opportunities, but it is indeed a good opportunity. We must seize it."

"Thank you, Doctor Lin." An Yumo said.

"If you encounter any problems in the future, come and tell me. It's easier to discuss with more people." Ding Xirui patted her.

"Okay." An Yumo smiled.

"I think these three dishes are all very good. They are light in taste but rich in flavor and are suitable for people of all ages," said Ding Xirui.

"I think it's pretty good." Lin Mingxuan said.

"What about you guys?" An Yumo asked Banxia and the other two.

"The dishes cooked by Miss An are the best. It's the first time I've eaten such delicious tofu." Banxia said.

"Yes, I think so too." Nanxing said.

Xiaoqin nodded heavily.

"In fact, tofu can be fried first, or deep-fried into bean curd bubbles, and then stewed. It will have a different flavor." An Yumo added.

"Tofu is very plastic." Ding Xirui said with a smile.

The weather gradually warmed up, and the pomegranates on the street had their first flowers. Ding Xirui and Lin Mingxuan went to the clinic every day to work. One day, Xiaoqin brought an envelope, and Ding Xirui opened it and saw that it was the recipe for the tofu stew at the Anjia Restaurant. She stroked the recipe as if she was looking at a child.

The ancient version of the nutritious food self-media that I had been thinking about for a long time, although it was discounted a lot, it finally came true. Ding Xirui walked to the door of the clinic, looked in the direction of the Anjia Restaurant, and smiled. Lin Mingxuan walked to her side, took the recipe, and laughed with her.

After An Yumo returned home that day, Lin Mingxuan asked Ding Xirui:

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Well...it's not that I want to hide it from you, but there's no right time." Ding Xirui answered. This was true. There was indeed no chance to talk about it. It also felt weird to specifically bring up the matter of two girls.

"Timing is indeed important." Lin Mingxuan said. He remembered that he had no chance to mention their first meeting by the river.

"I think this is a very good thing. 'A doctor must first understand the cause of the disease and know what the patient has done wrong, then treat it with food. If food therapy does not work, then prescribe medicine.' Paying attention to eating habits in daily life can reduce the occurrence of many diseases and is very good for the body. It will be more effective to spread these concepts through restaurants. If you need my help in the future, just let me know." Lin Mingxuan said.

Ding Xirui looked at him and felt that the man in front of her was radiating light, so dazzling that she couldn't help but shed tears. She hesitated for a moment and told him her ideal:

"Mingxuan, I want to be a food doctor."

This was the first time Ding Xirui called his name. Lin Mingxuan turned around, approached her and held her hand.

"I support you," he said.