Chapter Twenty-Eight: Regret for Not Knowing Good Medicine

When they arrived in the backyard, Chef Li and Sun Xinghai were dumbfounded, the watermelon seedlings in this backyard were too lush, right? Some have bloomed, and some have already produced melons, but they are only the size of a fist and cannot be eaten yet, but there are quite a few of them.

Only in the northeast corner of the place, there are seven or eight large watermelons, and the diameter is at least one and a half feet, which is a particularly large watermelon. Now watermelon is only a dime a catty, but Chef Li has eaten watermelon just now, and he directly gave five yuan a catty.

In this way, seven or eight watermelons can be sold for one or two hundred yuan, Liu Meihua was very happy, and happily picked the watermelons and put them on the side, "By the way, Brother Li, do you have anything else to do when you come to my house?" ”

At this time, Chef Li was stunned, "Oh, when I saw such a good watermelon, I forgot all about it." Yingying, do you still have the burn cream you sent me that day? Can you give me another line? The ointment is boiled with medicinal herbs, and I can buy it at my expense. ”

"And what about the ointment I gave you earlier?" Fu Yingying was not angry, and asked with a smile, after all, she was young, and it was normal for others not to believe it, expressing understanding.

Chef Li smiled, "I'm really sorry, because my burns have already been bandaged, and I don't know if it has any effect, so it's useless." One of my apprentices had a burn on his leg and it hurt when he walked, and today I asked him why he got better so quickly, and he said that he used the burn cream I put in the office, and it worked very well, and now it is scarred and it doesn't hurt anymore. In comparison, the burns on my arm are still bubbling with yellow water······"

Fu Yingying thought for a while, "There is no ready-made food at home, I have to stay up, I guess it will be at night, why don't you let Uncle Xinghai bring it to you tomorrow?" ”

Chef Li heard this, and quickly shook his head, "No, no, I'm just waiting here, my apprentice said, after applying the scalding cream, the pain was immediately reduced by more than half, so that I could sleep well at night, I will wait here." If you need it, I can ask my driver to help you make the medicine. ”

"No need, I'll do it myself." Fu Yingying smiled, took out the medicine pot, and slightly adjusted the proportion of some important materials, and then began to boil the medicine. With previous experience, I am much more proficient now.

Liu Meihua saw that it was five o'clock in the sky, and began to go to the vegetable garden to pick some green beans, long beans, cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants, water spinach, etc. I couldn't buy meat dishes at night, so I could only fry some vegetarian dishes to greet Chef Li and others.

"At home, I grow vegetables in the garden, and I can't buy meat at night, so I just eat some and slack off." Liu Meihua put the food on the table and beckoned a few people to eat.

Originally, Sun Xinghai was going to leave, but was stopped by Liu Meihua, Chef Li and the driver were outsiders, afraid of gossip, so Sun Xinghai stayed here to help entertain guests.

Sun Xinghai readily agreed, after all, compared to Chef Li and the driver, he, a fellow villager, is his own person.

"Hehe, it's good to eat lightly at night, and I'm injured and can't eat spicy food, so Meihua girl don't be polite, we're all friends, don't be so polite." Chef Li is not picky, he eats natural and organic vegetables, and he also thinks it is delicious, and even thinks it is better than the vegetables he bought in the city, and I don't know if it is a psychological effect.

After eating, the medicine was finally boiled, and Fu Yingying put it in a canned bottle that was washed and scalded with hot water to dry.

"Huh?" Chef Li was surprised, "Why do I think the color is darker than before?" ”

Although there is no doubt that there is a problem with the scald cream, Chef Li is curious.