The Strongest Peach Luck Stupid Doctor

Chapter 198

The three of them sat in the tea room for a while, Xu Qingsong felt bored and suggested to play billiards, Gao Qiang also felt a little bored, so he agreed.

There is a billiards room in the clubhouse, but there were no people in the clubhouse today, and the three of them were not interesting, so they drove to a nearby billiards club.

"Sorry, there are no tables available."

The table tennis boss is a middle-aged man with glasses. He looked at the disappointment on Xu Qingsong's face and reminded:

"However, you can go to challenge a table, the winner stays, and the loser leaves."

"really?"

Xu Qingsong hadn't played in this kind of venue much before, so he didn't know the rules, but Gao Qiang knew some.

He nodded and said, "There is such a rule."

"Okay, let's find a table to challenge."

Xu Qingsong seemed very excited, and walked inside first.

Gao Qiang nodded to the boss and followed him in.

This club is small, with only six tables, three of which are double games, and only one person is practicing alone on one table.

The man looked about 50 years old, a little short, and was practicing some fancy skills.

Seeing this, Xu Qingsong walked over directly and said, "Brother, come for a shot? If you lose, you go?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the three of them, and then said with a smile: "Forget about my skills, you guys play, I will rest for a while."

"Oh, thank you so much."

Xu Qingsong was overjoyed immediately, and quickly took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Come on, brother, smoke."

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man took the cigarette, waved to the boss over there, and signaled him that there was a change, and then sat on the chair next to him.

Xu Qingsong asked: "Brother Qiang, which one of us will go first?"

Gao Qiang shook his head with a smile: "You two play first, I'll watch for a while."

"Then let's fight first, and the one who loses will continue."

"I will definitely win you."

Gao Qiang couldn't help but smile as he watched the two live treasures discuss winning and losing.

His previous skills were mediocre, but now he has a lot more control over his muscles, his senses are much sharper than before, and he is confident that he can surpass most people.

Xu Qingsong and Wang Haiyang should not be his opponents either.

He had no intention of abusing food, the reason why he accompanied Wang Haiyang and Xu Qingsong was just to change the environment for a while.

He took out a cigarette and touched it for a long time, but found that he didn't bring a lighter, and was about to ask Xu Qingsong for one, but the middle-aged elder brother next to him offered to light it for him.

The moment the middle-aged man approached, Gao Qiang keenly smelled a puff of oily smoke.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, they're all golfers, haha."

The middle-aged man smiled, but Gao Qiang saw a trace of loneliness.

He followed up with a laugh, pretending to be casual and asked: "Big brother is a chef, right?"

"Yo, how do you know?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised.

Gao Qiang smiled and said, "I smell oily smoke on your body."

"Hahaha, it smells like chopped green onion."

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "The final smell in the kitchen is actually chopped green onion, and most of them are put in, so chefs generally have a strong smell of chopped green onion.

Even after changing clothes and taking a shower, you can still smell it when you are close. "

Gao Qiang said casually: "Brother, at his age, he is at the level of a top chef."

"Top Chef..."

The middle-aged man shook his head, with a bit of bitterness in his smile: "I used to be a top chef, but now I can't. Now I'm a small restaurant."

"A side dish?"

"Ah."

The middle-aged man nodded, the loneliness on his face disappeared for a moment, and then he said proudly: "Let me tell you, I used to be a serious five-star hotel chef.

At that time, I sat in the back kitchen all day long, drank tea, smoked a cigarette, tasted food, and so on, and the day passed, unlike now..."

Gao Qiang was taken aback, and asked, "Then why didn't you do it?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he said with a wry smile: "In a big fire, my wife and children were all gone, and I used wine to drown my sorrows, and my tongue was numb.

You see, I speak very fluently now, and I can't even taste the saltiness. Why do you think I'm still a cook?

Now I can only make do with the knife skills I have practiced hard for more than ten years. "

"Drinking?"

"Yes, for drinking."

The middle-aged man thought that Gao Qiang didn't believe it, so he curled his lips and said, "Let me tell you, brother, it's not that old brother is bragging.

You go out and inquire about it, Jiang Yichu back then, but all the old gourmets knew about me. "

Gao Qiang's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Brother, is it convenient for you to let me take your pulse?"

"Pulse?"

Jiang Yichu was stunned for a moment, then said in a daze, "Can you still feel the pulse?"

"Yeah, I'm actually a Chinese medicine doctor."

"Chinese medicine?"

Jiang Yichu sneered and said: "Pull it down, the little bastard is still fooling me. You are such a small thing, how can you know Chinese medicine?"

Gao Qiang put away his smile, imitated Jiang Yichu's tone just now, and said seriously: "Brother Jiang, if you don't believe me, go to Wuhe County to inquire. Who doesn't know the name of my genius doctor Gao?"

"You pull it down quickly, I don't have any money on me for you to fool."

"for free!"

Jiang Yichu was taken aback for a moment, then said in a daze, "No money?"

Gao Qiang nodded and said, "Yes, it doesn't cost money, you can watch it for free, and if it can be cured, I will even cover your medical expenses!"

Seeing Gao Qiang's serious look, Jiang Yichu finally became serious, and asked, "What are you planning?"

"Haha, isn't this simple? If I can cure you, you can work for me as the head chef for a few years."

"Chef?"

When Jiang Yichu heard it, he immediately became angry, "I said you kid is making fun of me, right? Are you not a Chinese medicine doctor? Why are you involved with the restaurant again?"

Gao Qiang said speechlessly: "Who said Chinese medicine can't open restaurants?"

"Uh, it's true if you say so, but..."

"Okay, stop blah blah, I'll finish reading if I have time."

Gao Qiang saw that he was still in ink, so he directly pulled his hand over and placed three fingers on his wrist.

"No, you..."

Seeing this, Jiang Yichu didn't say anything, and seemed to be indifferent, but the hope in his eyes betrayed him.

After a while, a smile appeared on Gao Qiang's face.

Jiang Yichu became even more nervous, and said urgently: "Little brother, what's the matter, can my sense of taste be saved?"

Gao Qiang silently let go of his wrist, and said with a light smile, "Don't you believe me?"

"Hey, I said you're still working hard."

Jiang Yichu curled his lips and said impatiently: "Little brother, tell me quickly."

Gao Qiang pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "It can be cured, but you have to drink less alcohol in the future, no more than two taels a day, so that your tongue can last for decades."

Jiang Yichu said nervously, "Really?"

"Nonsense, I don't charge you money, is it useful for me to lie to you?"

"It's true!"

Jiang Yichu nodded, then raised his head abruptly, looked at Gao Qiang, and asked, "Little brother, can my tongue really be cured?"

"real!"

Gao Qiang was also a little annoyed, and asked back: "Hey, I said, are you going to cure it or not?"

(End of this chapter)