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    "Shopkeeper Lin, I see that you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?" Out of his duties as a herbalist and the fact that Lin Yue'er was a nice person, Yan Nantian was ready to remind her.  "Oh, maybe I was too busy these two days and didn't get any rest." Lin Yue'er said perfunctorily, not really caring about it.  "Shopkeeper Lin, I have learned about herbal medicine and can also diagnose some diseases. Do you want me to take a look at it for you?" Yan Nantian said.  "Oh, how are you going to treat me, little brother Yan?" Lin Yue'er asked curiously. ?? Tianyuan Mainland is a country where cooking is respected and diet therapy is popular. Generally, if someone gets sick, a herbalist will come to see the doctor, and then the illness will be treated with medicated diet.  " However, the knowledge of medicated diet is very profound. Without decades of experience accumulation, it is difficult to learn the essence of medicated diet. It can be said that money is easy to come by, but medicated diet is hard to find.  "Shopkeeper Lin, please reach over, roll up your sleeves and expose your wrists. I'll help you feel your pulse." Yan Nantian stood up, walked to Lin Yue'er and said.  "Brother Yan, don't you want to see a doctor for me? Why do you want to touch my hand?" Lin Yue'er frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.  As the shopkeeper of Lingchu Restaurant, Lin Yue'er has seen some herbalists who treat patients, but she has never seen any herbalist who touches people's hands when treating patients. ?????????????????????? There is no closeness between men and women, Yan Nantian is quite old, and some young men of his age are already married, so Lin Yueer is naturally a little wary.  Hearing Lin Yue'er's words, Yan Nantian showed a wry smile. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling when treating a disease. Cutting refers to feeling the pulse, which is the basic method for Chinese medicine to judge diseases.  "It's just that the herbalists in Tianyuan Continent are different from the traditional Chinese medicine doctors in China, and they rarely use the method of feeling the pulse gate, so Lin Yue'er had this misunderstanding.  "Shopkeeper Lin, don't get me wrong, this is a way to judge the disease." Yan Nantian explained.  "Brother Yan, I think it's better to forget it. I don't feel any physical discomfort." Lin Yue'er declined politely.  "Shopkeeper Lin, you are in the early stages of the disease now, and your symptoms are not obvious yet, so you don't feel much, but to be on the safe side, you'd better let me take a look." Yan Nantian suggested.  After hearing Yan Nantian's words, Lin Yue'er couldn't help but curled her lips and said to herself: "Does this kid really know about medicinal food, or does he just want to take advantage of me? I have never heard that you need to touch your hands when seeing a doctor. I always feel that this guy  It's a bit unreliable. " "Brother Yan, I appreciate your kindness, but it's really inconvenient. Thank you for your kindness." Lin Yue'er chuckled and rejected Yan Nantian's proposal again.  "It doesn't matter, I was rude." Yan Nantian waved his hand, turned around and sat back in his seat, never mentioning the medical treatment again.  Yan Nantian was not trying to scare the other person, but actually saw that the other person was not feeling well, so he kindly reminded the other person. However, since Lin Yue'er didn't appreciate it, Yan Nantian wouldn't show his warm face to someone else's cold butt.  Patients have always asked for help. I have never heard of a doctor rushing to treat a disease. When Lin Yue'er becomes ill, she will naturally know that Yan Nantian's words are true.  But at that time, it will not be so easy to get Yan Nantian to help her treat her illness. Yan Nantian is also a person with a temper and a face, and will not do such mean things.  After a while, Chen Xue returned to Songyue Pavilion again, and received confirmation from Zhou Xuebin that he indeed intended to accept Yan Nantian as an official chef, which proved Yan Nantian's words.  After Lin Yue'er heard about it, she just put Yan Nantian aside and asked Chen Xue to take him through the formalities. After Yan Nantian and the two left, Lin Yue'er spat lightly and said: "You are a big kid, but you still want to take possession of me.  It's cheap, but the method is too immature." As she spoke, Lin Yue'er seemed to feel sweat on her forehead. She took out a handkerchief and wiped it lightly on instinct, but she still didn't take it to heart.   On the day of vertical, Yan Nantian got up very early. Yesterday, he went through the promotion procedures and had become the official help chef of Zhou Xuebin. Today is the first day of reporting to report. Yan Nantian naturally goes early.  Yan Nantian did not bother to have breakfast. After washing and tidying up, he rushed directly to the Yue Shan Room. To his surprise, Zhou Xuebin and Liu Qiang came earlier than him.  The west wing of the Yueshan Room was Zhou Xuebin¡¯s private chef. Yan Nantian saw that the door of the west wing was open, so he knocked on the door and walked into the room. He happened to find Zhou Xuebin and his wife.  ¡°I¡¯ve met Senior Zhou.¡± Yan Nantian stopped and bowed.  "From now on, we will see each other every day. There is no need for these vulgar etiquette. You can work hard in the kitchen, which is the greatest respect for me." Zhou Xuebin waved his hand, not taking it seriously.? said.  "Yes." Yan Nantian responded, then turned to Liu Qiang and nodded.  "Remember to come early in the future. Early morning is the most awake time for people and the best time to study cooking." Zhou Xuebin warned.  "I remember." Yan Nantian responded, and then took the initiative to ask: "Senior, today is my first day here, and I don't know what to do. Please give me your instructions." "Yes." Zhou Xuebin said slightly  Nodding, he glanced around the room, his eyes stopped on the table nearby, pointed to a pig on the table, and said: "I heard that you are proficient in knife skills and good at cutting up livestock. There is a black armored pig on the table over there.  "Pig, go and cut it up for me." "Yes, senior." Yan Nantian agreed. Knowing that the other party was testing his cooking skills, he naturally did not dare to neglect it at all.  After hearing Zhou Xuebin¡¯s instructions, Liu Qiang had a surprised look on his face. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Zhou Xuebin¡¯s wave of his hand. He could only stand aside and watch silently.  Yan Nantian walked to the table and observed the black-armored pig on the table. This black-armored pig was not big in size and was very similar to the pigs on Earth. It was completely black, with thick hair and prickly hands.  Yan Nantian did not rush to take the knife, but carefully observed the black-armored pig and found that it was more similar to the wild boar on the earth, except that the four hooves were larger and the tail was longer.  After observing for a while, Yan Nantian stroked the black-armored pig's fur, patted and massaged it from time to time, touched and became familiar with the black-armored pig's body structure, and found that it was similar to the body structure of a wild boar.  Yan Nantian is no stranger to cutting up pork. He usually kills the pig first, bleeds it, and cuts the artery under the pig's neck so that the fishy smell of the pork will not be too strong.  However, Yan Nantian observed and found no knife wounds. Even after observing again and again, he found no wounds on the black-armored pig. This made Yan Nantian somewhat puzzled as to how this pig was killed.  However, Yan Nantian did not hesitate at this time, because the black-armored pig had no pulse, which proved that it was indeed dead. He simply found a knife on the table and prepared to cut up the black-armored pig.  Yan Nantian held the knife in his right hand, pinpointed the position of the black-armored pig's neck, and stabbed it in sharply. However, something unexpected happened. The knife did not penetrate into the flesh.  Yan Nantian was stunned for a moment. He looked down at the knife in his hand and found that the blade was quite sharp. Then he looked down at the black-armored pig and found that there was only a shallow mark on the pig's neck, and the pig's skin was not even scratched.  Yan Nantian took a deep breath, raised the knife in his hand again, and thrust it harder into the black-armored pig's neck. This time, although it penetrated into the flesh, it only made a small opening.  Seeing that the skin of the black-armored pig was cut open, Yan Nantian gained more confidence and cut hard into the black-armored pig's body, trying to cut the skin downwards. However, the pig skin and pork were extremely hard, making it extremely difficult to cut.  ¡­ After a while of burning the incense, Yan Nantian was already sweating profusely, and the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly. Most of the energy in his body was consumed, but the black-armored pig only had a slap-sized gash on its body.  Yan Nantian has been busy for a long time, but he couldn't even cut off the pig's head. If he were to cut up a whole black-armored pig, he would probably be exhausted to death.  Yan Nantian couldn't help but reveal a wry smile and said to himself: "It seems that being a formal assistant chef is not an easy task!"
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