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

In the afternoon, Ding Xirui rushed to Anjia Restaurant because he had made an appointment with An Yumo yesterday and wanted to come and see the two "thin guys" in the restaurant today.

It was the restaurant's off-hours, and several waiters were cleaning tables and chatting in the lobby. Xiao Tang was the youngest, about 16 or 17 years old, while the others were all "old hands" in the restaurant, about 25 or 26 years old. Xiao Tang looked particularly thin and small among them, just like a little monkey.

"Xiao Tang, come here." An Yumo called Xiao Tang to Ding Xirui's side.

"Miss, what do you want me to do?" Xiao Tang said with a smile.

"Mrs. Lin thinks you are too thin and wants to ask you what's going on." An Yumo replied.

"Thank you, Madam." Xiao Tang scratched his shoulder, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Xiao Tang, don't be nervous, I just want to ask you a few questions." Ding Xirui smiled gently.

"Do you usually have a good appetite?"

"I have a good appetite and can eat three or four bowls of rice in one meal. Sometimes Brother Li and his friends don't eat as much as I do."

"How is your stomach? Do you have diarrhea?"

"No, no, I'm in very good health." Xiao Tang waved his hands repeatedly to express his denial.

"Do you want to get fatter?"

"Madam, to be honest, I don't think I'm thin. Besides, I'm strong and capable. My mother said that I looked a bit fleshy before I was ten, but after that, I seemed to be getting thinner and thinner. My family's conditions are better and I eat well, but I just don't gain weight. I don't know why."

"Are the friends you grew up with like this too?"

"They go out to do manual labor. They are stronger than me, but they are not fat."

Ding Xirui nodded and said, "No problem. Since you are in good health and you feel good, you don't have to do anything. Just eat well."

An Yumo interrupted: "Is that all?"

"Okay, that's fine. You can let Xiao Tang go and do his own thing now." Ding Xirui replied.

Xiao Tang bowed and continued to wipe the table.

An Yumo was a little confused: "Xi Rui, he looks so thin, how can he be okay?"

Ding Xirui took a sip of water, thought for a while, and said, "That's because children of Xiao Tang's age are still growing and have a lot of energy, so they can consume a lot of food. After about 25 years old, their physical growth slows down or even stops, and it's easier for them to grow flesh."

Males in adolescence have high testosterone secretion, which makes the body's metabolism level very high, so the body appears thin, but the muscles are strong, and it is not a disease. If Xiao Tang wants to change himself, Ding Xirui will suggest him to do some muscle-building exercises, but obviously, Xiao Tang does not have these ideas.

"I see. The child of Uncle Ping in the kitchen is about the same age, but why is he so different from Xiao Tang?"

"A boy too?"

"It's a girl."

Ding Xirui shook his head and said, "Sorry, what I just said was about boys. It doesn't apply to girls."

"Yes, men and women are different." An Yumo smiled, then stood up and called out "Uncle Yu".

The middle-aged man who was fiddling with an abacus behind the counter heard it, marked it on his notebook with a pen, and then walked over. Although they were both thin, Xiao Tang was full of energy, while Uncle Yu looked tired.

Just like before, after An Yumo finished introducing the situation, Ding Xirui began to ask questions:

"Uncle Yu, when do you usually go to work? When do you rest?"

"Work at Chenshi and rest at Zishi."

"Why so late?" An Yumo couldn't help but ask.

"There are things to do at home. My wife is still recuperating after giving birth. So I will do more work such as taking care of the child, respecting my mother, carrying water, chopping wood, and washing clothes."

What a good man! Ding Xirui admired him silently in his heart.

"You've worked so hard. How's your appetite on weekdays?"

"I haven't had a good appetite in the past two years. I've been busy at the restaurant and at home. Sometimes I just eat a few mouthfuls to fill my stomach, and that's it."

"You can't do that. The dishes in the kitchen are good. You should eat a little." An Yumo became worried.

"Thank you Miss, I will."

"Xi Rui, what should we do?" An Yumo asked.

"Uncle Yu needs to eat well and eat more fruits, vegetables and melons. As for the restaurant, let Uncle Yu have a few more days of rest." Ding Xirui said.

If middle-aged weight loss is not caused by illness, it is mostly due to stress. Uncle Yu has elderly parents and young children to take care of, and he has to work and do housework. He does not have enough rest time, and he does not eat well, so his health is naturally not very good. The way to improve is not complicated. Eat a balanced diet, keep up with nutrition, go outdoors more often, and relax your body and mind, and you will feel better.

But in this day and age, rest is difficult.

Sure enough, Uncle Yu raised his head and said, "Young Madam, I dare not take a rest." Taking more rest would mean a deduction in wages, which was not acceptable.

"We are businessmen, how can we take a break?" An Yumo began to worry. The restaurant's business cannot be stopped. Except for a few days of rest during the Spring Festival, it is basically busy all year round. The more grand the festival, the busier it is. Boss An is relatively easy to talk to. If you have something to say in advance, you will basically get permission.

"Hmm..." Ding Xirui also felt a little worried. The objective conditions did not allow it.

"It's not a big deal, Miss, Madam Lin. I'll just pay more attention to it in my daily life." Uncle Yu said.

"If you can't rest often, then eat well first." Ding Xirui said. Do what you can do, and leave what you can't do for the future.

"Okay, Uncle Yu, from today on, I will let Xiao Tang keep an eye on you. Everyone in our Anjia Restaurant must be healthy." An Yumo said.

"Yes." After saying this, Uncle Yu said goodbye and continued to check the accounts.

Ding Xirui and An Yumo stood up and walked to the entrance of the restaurant. The street was very wide, with large businesses on both sides. Although the sun was still a little strong, there were already many customers coming and going. If this street was built up, it would be a big shopping mall, Ding Xirui thought.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind. When she was working, she would always see shop assistants gathering at the door or in the lobby when passing by certain stores, shouting slogans and performing uniform movements. Passersby would stop for a while out of curiosity.

It's okay for the people from Anjia Restaurant to do a set of "radio gymnastics" together. Thinking of this, Ding Xirui said:

"Yumo, can you do Ba Duan Jin or Wu Qin Xi?"

"No. Why are you asking?"

"When there are few customers in the restaurant in the morning and afternoon, why don't you take the waiters and chefs to do Ba Duan Jin or Wu Qin Xi to strengthen your body?" Ding Xirui's eyes were bright and he was very expectant.

After being stunned for a while, An Yumo grabbed Ding Xirui's hand and said, "Hahaha, you are so smart! I'm glad you figured it out. I'll go discuss it with my dad. If he agrees, I'll go to the clinic and find a doctor to teach us."

"Okay!" Ding Xirui smiled.

The evening glow was diffused, the sky was soft, the heat in the air gradually dissipated, and Ding Xirui said goodbye and went home.

"Lin Mingxuan should understand this. When we get home, I'll ask him to teach me." She thought silently.