Reborn 1979 to farm

Chapter 294 Jiang Chuyang's Proposal!

Seeing that Qi Chaoyang finally gave in, the tall and thin middle-aged man quickly walked up to Jiang Chuyang, and told his nephew Zhao Ruihu about his desire to eat fried rice with eggs.

After Jiang Chuyang understood, he said with a sneer, "I'm sorry! I only made this egg fried rice for six people, and there is no more in the pot, and the egg fried rice must be made from overnight leftovers. Xiang, so if your nephew wants to eat fried rice with eggs, he can only get tomorrow."

"That's it!" The tall and thin middle-aged man was a little disappointed, but he still didn't give up. After looking at the egg fried rice in the bowls of the five little guys, he suggested: "My nephew eats very little, just wants to Try the taste of your egg fried rice, or...you let the girls feed him some, or..."

This is not the end of the story.

The little caterpillar ran away with the bowl in its arms.

He was afraid that the tall and thin middle-aged man would snatch the fried rice with eggs in his first bowl.

Seeing this, Xiaodoubao hurriedly ran away with Xiaopanzi, Xiaofantuan, and Little Sweet Potato on her short legs.

It's not that they are stingy, but that they managed to eat the egg fried rice made by Jiang Chuyang, so they can't just lose it.

Of course, more importantly, they didn't know the skinny boy on the recliner.

But there is no obligation to give up the fried rice with eggs.

In case of even a little bit is a big bowl.

Then they are at a loss.

Jiang Chuyang guessed what the little girls were thinking.

Looking at their distant figures, it was a wry smile.

The tall and thin middle-aged man was also a little embarrassed.

After all no matter what.

He really didn't think about it.

The weight of this egg fried rice will be so heavy in the hearts of the girls.

It's just embarrassing and I don't know what to do.

Jiang Chuyang handed over the bowl of egg fried rice in his hand: "The girls in my family are ignorant, don't take it to heart, give me some to your nephew!"

"This... OK!" The tall and thin young man gratefully reached out to take it, and walked towards the skinny boy with it.

Jiang Chuyang greeted Li Xingye, Pan Deming, and Qi Chaoyang who were present, and sat by the campfire to warm up.

Originally, I wanted to ask about the situation of acupuncture and moxibustion after giving the skinny boy the golden three delicacies soup last night.

A skinny boy who ate two bites of fried rice with eggs.

But it was all vomited out with a dry retch.

"What's going on?" Jiang Chuyang was stunned.

"Oh! Don't mention it. This is the cause of Tiggo's illness. He throws up everything he eats." Li Xingye sighed softly.

"No, I didn't vomit the golden three delicacies soup I drank last night." Qi Chaoyang corrected.

"But the effect of acupuncture and moxibustion is still not optimistic." Pan Deming shook his head when he saw the skinny young man suffering.

"He... he can't be anorexic, right?" Jiang Chuyang expressed his conjecture.

"It's not anorexia, but it's very similar." Qi Chaoyang stroked his beard and pondered, "After consulting with many experts these days, the concept of poisoning is a bit bigger, but what kind of poison is still a mystery."

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't live for three months." A white-haired old man with reading glasses on the side also said with a worried face.

"You are?" Jiang Chuyang looked at the white-haired old man.

"His name is Bai Zhiming, and he is the best cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease expert in southern Hunan Province." Pan Deming even introduced.

"I have treated Xiaodoubao before, you should have heard me say it." Li Xingye added with a smile.

"Oh! Hello, hello! Nice to meet you." Jiang Chuyang stood up and stretched out his right hand.

"Hahaha... I'm also very happy to meet you." The white-haired old man laughed and held Jiang Chuyang's right hand together: "I wanted to get to know you better last night, but I didn't because you were too busy." Bothering."

"Don't say that." Jiang Chuyang moved a bench for the white-haired old man to sit aside: "I'm just a farmer digging in the mud, so I'm not busy."

"Don't be modest." The white-haired old man even denied Jiang Chuyang's words: "If you are just an ordinary farmer, then this Jiangjia Village will be in trouble!"

"Hehe..." Jiang Chuyang smiled, but did not speak.

After all, it's meaningless to talk about it.

And Zhao Ruihu, a skinny young man sitting on a recliner.

After getting over his breath, he picked up fried rice with eggs and started eating it again.

It seems that he is very hungry and has great cravings for food.

Jiang Chuyang frowned slightly watching this scene.

Because if you eat anything you will vomit.

Then why did Zhao Ruihu make things difficult for himself?

After tossing and tossing, I am afraid that the little bit of physical strength left will be gone.

"Eh, that's not right! Didn't Mr. Qi say before that Zhao Ruihu wouldn't vomit after drinking the golden three delicacies soup?" Jiang Chuyang suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, seeing Zhao Ruihu vomited out after eating a few mouthfuls of fried rice with eggs , immediately got up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going, Chuyang?" Li Xingye shouted.

"Go scoop up a bowl of golden three delicacies soup." Jiang Chuyang replied.

"Scoop the golden three delicacies soup???" Seeing Jiang Chuyang walking away, Li Xingye turned his head to look at Qi Chaoyang in confusion.

"Don't look at me." Qi Chaoyang smiled wryly: "I don't know what this kid Chuyang wants to do."

"Maybe he wants to scoop up the golden three delicacies soup for the kid Ruihu to drink!" Bai Zhiming sighed softly: "But we tried it last night, and the golden three delicacies soup is useless to Ruihu, so we still don't want it." I’m bothering Chuyang, I’ll leave for Hong Kong Island later, I hope the experts there can find a solution.”

"That's the only way." Qi Chaoyang nodded helplessly.

"Then I'll make arrangements now." Li Xingye stood up.

"I'll go with you." The tall, thin middle-aged man suggested.

"Okay!" Li Xingye took the lead and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

The tall and thin middle-aged man followed behind.

"Uncle..." Zhao Ruihu hesitated to speak.

"Don't be afraid, I'll come back as soon as I go." The tall and thin middle-aged man turned around and comforted.

"En." Zhao Ruihu nodded, and watched the tall, thin middle-aged man and Li Xingye leave the backyard.

Just about to lie down and take a good rest, Jiang Chuyang came over with a big bowl of steaming golden three delicacies soup.

"Chuyang, don't make trouble." Pan Deming persuaded.

"That's right, let Tiggo take a good rest." Qi Chaoyang followed up.

"I'm not torturing, but I want Tiggo to eat fried rice with eggs without throwing up." Jiang Chuyang put the golden three delicacies soup on the small table beside him, and then expressed his thoughts in his heart.

"It's impossible." Qi Chaoyang smiled.

"You child, you are really whimsical." Bai Zhiming also laughed, but it was a wry smile.

"No! I'm not whimsical." Jiang Chuyang said seriously: "Didn't Mr. Qi just say that Ruihu wouldn't vomit after drinking golden three-flavored soup?"

"Yes, but it has no effect on treating Tiggo's illness." Qi Chaoyang reminded.

"Whether it's useful or not? I think you said it too early. At least Ruihu didn't vomit after drinking the golden three delicacies soup. This is the biggest discovery." Jiang Chuyang said and looked at Zhao Ruihu who was on the recliner, with wise eyes in his eyes The light is flashing: "Do you believe me? If you believe, just have a bite of golden three delicacies soup and a bite of egg fried rice to try."

"Do you know why I made you do this?"

"Because you don't vomit after drinking the golden three delicacies soup."

"Then eat fried rice mixed with golden three delicacies soup."

"It's reasonable to not vomit."

"If this step is correct by me."

"Then you only need to have golden three delicacies soup from now on."

"You can eat whatever you want."

"Of course, there is a high chance of failure."

"But will you be willing if you don't try?"

As soon as this big paragraph is said.

Not only did it make Zhao Ruihu on the reclining chair short of breath.

Even Qi Chaoyang, Bai Zhiming, Pan Deming and others were a little excited.

Because of the method proposed by Jiang Chuyang.

For Zhao Ruihu, who is eating and throwing up now, the hope is really great.

And even if it fails, there is nothing to lose.

At worst, he would vomit all the food he ate.

Thinking of this, Qi Chaoyang took action.

He quickly helped Zhao Ruihu up.

Let him drink golden three delicacies soup and eat fried rice with eggs.

In order to prevent Zhao Ruihu from vomiting, Bai Zhiming at the side also laid a white cloth on the small table.

Then Zhao Ruihu took a mouthful of golden three delicacies soup and egg fried rice.

After eating seven or eight mouthfuls in a row, there was no feeling of vomiting.

On the contrary, the more you eat, the better your appetite.

In the end, Zhao Ruihu simply poured the egg fried rice into the golden three delicacies soup.

Take it up and stir it with chopsticks.

Gobble it up and eat it in your stomach.

Because it's fast to eat.

A big bowl of golden three delicacies soup and a bowl of egg fried rice.

It was devoured in less than a minute.

But Zhao Ruihu was not satisfied yet.

He touched his stomach and handed the first bowl to Jiang Chuyang: "Is there any more? I still want to eat."

"This..." Jiang Chuyang didn't know how to answer, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't be in a hurry to eat." Qi Chaoyang asked happily: "How do you feel now? Do you want to vomit? Do you have any other physical discomfort?"

"In addition to wanting to eat fried rice with eggs, I also want to sleep." Zhao Ruihu lay down after speaking, and within three to five seconds, he fell asleep and snored.

"This... this..." Bai Zhiming was astonished.

"This is a good sign, don't worry." Qi Chaoyang quickly gave Zhao Ruihu his pulse.

After a while, Naina couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha... Ruihu, you really deserve your life! Meeting Jiang Chuyang is really your luck."

"His illness..." Bai Zhiming hesitated to speak.

Pan Deming also held his breath.

"The pulse condition is much calmer than before, and it's no longer chaotic." Qi Chaoyang reached out and picked up a blanket to cover Zhao Ruihu's body: "However, I'm not sure what will happen to Ruifu when he wakes up, whether it will be during this sleeping period. Throwing up, so let's wait until he wakes up."

"Then send him to my room to sleep! It's windy here." Jiang Chuyang suggested.

"Okay!" Bully Qi Chaoyang nodded in agreement.

About to do it.

The tall and thin middle-aged man is back.

Seeing that Zhao Ruihu was actually sleeping and snoring.

That was looking at Qi Chaoyang in astonishment: "My nephew...has his illness improved?"

The reason for asking this.

That was in the past when his nephew suffered from insomnia, but it was very serious.

Basically no one sleeps for more than half an hour.

As for the deep sleep of snoring like now.

Don't even think about it.

"Shh! I'm not sure for now, you carry him to sleep in Chuyang's room first, and we'll talk about other things after Ruihu wakes up." Qi Chaoyang smiled and made a booing gesture, and then took the lead towards the door of the backyard .

The tall and thin middle-aged man heard the words, he was happy and hurriedly followed suit.

Jiang Chuyang did not follow.

Instead, he went to find Shang Shengnan.

After all, as soon as Zhao Ruihu left.

Dozens of carpenters waiting at the gate.

Finally back to work.

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(End of this chapter)