Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

weekend.

The current work system is six days a week.

The only time we have a day off is on weekends.

Yang Menglan pointed her finger at Cao Wei's head and scolded: "Look at you, I told you to get up early, but you got up this early?"

The clock in the room was ticking, and the hour hand was pointing at "9".

The time is 9:.

"And you, he didn't mention you, did he? Liu Sandao! You've spoiled me on weekdays! Half past nine! Half past nine! It's already ten o'clock when we get there."

"If you keep talking, it will probably be half past ten when we get there." Liu Sandao drank his tea calmly.

He didn't care about Chinese medicine or not. He didn't want his apprentice to be distracted by Chinese medicine. Being late was even better.

"I'll deal with you when I come back!" Yang Menglan hurriedly took Cao Wei with her.

It was a fast ride.

It's windy when you walk.

"Baweizhai? Isn't this a place that sells seasonings?"

"Have you ever seen a seasoning store decorated like this?" Yang Menglan rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"No, that's what my master told me. He also told me..." At this point, Cao Wei paused. He understood, he understood everything.

Good man, Liu Sandao started fooling him when he was a child.

"Hey, this Old Liu really puts a lot of effort into this." Yang Menglan was speechless.

Led Cao Wei into Baweizhai.

The shopkeeper was currently dozing off behind the counter, his head nodding. Not many people came at this hour.

"Brother Ye, I'm here." Yang Menglan shouted.

The shopkeeper was frightened, rubbed his eyes, and slowly put on his glasses. After seeing who was coming, he smiled and said, "Menglan is here. Oh, Master Cao is here too. It looks like good things are coming. I won't take you in. Please do as you please."

"Okay, then you can continue to rest."

"Hey, look at what you said, I didn't rest."

Yang Menglan didn't say much to the shopkeeper and led Cao Wei to the backyard.

Baweizhai was similar to other shops, or rather, at that time, most shops on the street were like this. The front yard was used for business, and the back yard was used for living. The more wealthy ones would have three yards.

It is obvious that the level of Baweizhai is obviously not low, and it is not even up to the middle court.

Cao Wei smelled the scent of medicinal herbs. As soon as he walked in, he found that the ground was covered with medicinal herbs. There were two waiters who were sorting the medicinal herbs in the yard.

He seemed to hear footsteps and turned around to look.

An older guy greeted her: "Sister Lan, are you here to see the old man? Oh, and Master Cao too. Who is this?"

"It's just as you thought, but whether it will work or not is another matter."

"That's good, that's good, Master Cao, you have to try harder."

"Okay." Cao Wei was a little confused, but he still had a smile on his face that met social expectations.

Without waiting for Cao Wei to ask, Yang Menglan led him inside and explained, "The doctor in charge of Baweizhai has been cut off. There is only one left, Mr. Yang. He is the head of our lineage. Your master is right. The Baweizhai brand has trained many doctors. My father and my grandfather are both in this lineage."

"The old man has five disciples in total. Liu Xiulan's (Mrs. Li Huaide) father was saved by the old man's third disciple on the battlefield. Since then, we have been connected with them. Liu Xiulan also studied under the old man for a period of time in the early years, but her talent was not enough and she failed to become a master. In terms of status, she can barely be called your master's aunt."

"Now, if the entire Baweizhai's staff is gone, it means the inheritance will be broken, and the staff in this hospital will also be dismissed. The guy who greeted me just now entered Baweizhai when he was eleven years old and has been working there for more than thirty years. He doesn't want to leave just like that."

Cao Wei did not ask where the old man's disciples had gone. Everyone knew that there had been chaos and war in recent years. If he asked too much, he would always touch upon sad things.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But it was only two steps from the middle yard to the back yard, so there was no time to say more.

As soon as I entered the backyard, I saw a busy figure wearing a gray and white gown. Perhaps the gown was not gray and white, but it turned gray and white due to the erosion of time. It contrasted with the owner's silver hair and looked a little dazzling in the sun.

"Old man." Yang Menglan called out softly.

Old Man Yang straightened up and turned around. His face was covered with wrinkles, but his skin was yellow and rosy. Although wrinkled, it gave people a very healthy feeling. This was a bit strange. The old man was in good spirits. Seeing that it was Yang Menglan, he waved to them and said, "It's just right. This batch of mint has just been dried. Let's go inside."

"to make."

When I entered the house, I found that the furnishings inside were simple and neat.

There is a table used for medical consultation. Opposite the table, there is a coffee table and a set of mahogany chairs.

"sit down."

"Old man, this is the Cao Wei I mentioned to you. He has been certified by the Three Swords."

Old Master Yang looked Cao Wei up and down, nodded, and waved to Cao Wei: "Come, sit closer."

Cao Wei sat down obediently.

The old man stretched out his hand and placed it on his wrist. After a while, he let go and looked him up and down with some doubt: "Have you been practicing?"

Yang Menglan: ???

"No, kid, why are you still practicing?" Yang Menglan was a little anxious, but she seemed to have thought of something: "You just practiced, stop it immediately, you hear me, you stupid kid, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is! What a waste of time."

Cao Wei: ???

Wow, this is amazing.

"Don't listen to your mistress." Old Master Yang said with a smile, "I am not so old that I can't even supply a physical training potion. It can be seen that it didn't take you long to reach this level. There is no need to stop, just keep practicing. Do you have a corresponding prescription? Show it to me, old man?"

"Hurry up and thank the old man." Yang Menglan patted Cao Wei on the back of his head: "Do you have a prescription?"

Cao Wei nodded: "Yes... yes, I remember them all."

"Tell me about it? You don't have a master, right?" Old Master Yang asked with a smile.

"No...no."

Yang Menglan frowned even more: "Grandpa, is this appropriate? I'm afraid that practicing this without a master will harm me."

"It won't break down. I'll just help keep an eye on it." Old Master Yang waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and tell me."

"Oh, ginseng, cinnamon, chuanxiong, rehmannia..." Cao Wei recited the prescription as if he was reading out the names of dishes.