Chapter 642: Brittle

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Ling Ran took a Fanta Stone and didn't bother to pick any more, just held it in his hand and played with it. Fastest update┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

Academician Du pulled himself together, and wanted to take advantage of the boss's hammer to pick up another leak, but failed several times.

It was the old man with the gray beard who asked the boss to bring out a few Fanta Stones again, picked one that was about the same size as the one in Ling Ran's hand, and then secretly poked the phone to pay, without even letting Academician Du know the amount.

The idlers who came because of Academician Du's fame also gathered around the counter, less picking and more watching.

The more people come, the more people talk.

The shop owner seemed tired of hearing it, and with a sweep of his hand, he swept the stones on the iron counter like a dustpan, and said, "I'm off work, please go early tomorrow."

"I haven't finished picking yet..." Academician Du raised his head.

The boss waved his hand: "Take a rest when you should, and come back when you are free."

Academician Du was stunned, and he was kicked out of the store.

On the street, the sun was shining brightly, and it didn't feel like off-duty time at all.

"Forget it, if you don't sell it, you won't sell it." Academician Du said with a smile to his grandson: "This shopkeeper is really... a strange person..."

"It's more than just weird." Fat Sun said, looking at Ling Ran, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Dr. Ling to pick up the leak for the first time when he came here. Your Fanta Stone is so small that it sells for more than a thousand yuan. The money is normal, 880 is too little, if you turn around and sell it, it is possible to double it.”

Academician Du was not very satisfied: "The Fanta Stone was picked up by Dr. Ling himself. Dr. Ling will give me another chance, and I will pick one for you..."

"It's time to go back. There are still a lot of preparations to be done before the operation." Ling Ran said sincerely, "After you are discharged from the hospital, it will not be too late to pick stones."

"Who knows what will happen after discharge from the hospital." Academician Du said helplessly, "Are you in such a hurry?"

"Yes..." Ling Ran took the lead and walked towards the parking spot.

Mutton alley under the sun, tree-lined roads, blue brick walls, the blend of ancient and modern, like a runway built by time, lingering in it, attracting countless eyes.

Ling Ran stopped slowly, his nose moved slightly, and he looked towards the storefront on the right.

But it is a small restaurant that cooks roast duck with a hanging oven.

"Please eat roast duck." Ling Ran turned to Tian Qi and said.

"Okay." Tian Qi replied happily.

After talking, the two entered the small restaurant side by side.

Academician Du stood on the street, not understanding: "Aren't we in a hurry?"

Zuo Cidian, who was following behind, made a gesture to move forward, and said calmly: "Doctor Ling is anxious that the patient should go to the hospital. Since the patient has decided to go to the hospital, he is naturally not in a hurry."

Academician Du still wanted to refute, Zuo Cidian said to the fat grandson next to him: "What are you still doing in a daze? I sent your grandfather to the hospital. He's going to have surgery tomorrow. How long do you want to hang around!"

The fat grandson's mind instantly woke up from the leak, and he hurriedly said: "Grandpa, let's go to the hospital first, and then talk about other things later."

"Can't I also eat a roast duck?" Academician Du was not convinced.

"No. There are strict regulations on food and beverages before surgery, otherwise, when you are anesthetized, your muscles will relax, and food may block your trachea." Zuo Cidian has now seen that Academician Du is an inquisitive type. Patient, it's useless if you just tell him the contraindications. His skepticism is very strong, but if you tell the reason, he will be obedient until he has evidence to refute it.

Different persuasion for different patients is mainly a matter of energy allocation for doctors. But as far as today is concerned, it is not a problem. Academician Du needs some extra privileges, and Zuo Cidian is willing to pay.

A group of people quickly left the Mutton Alley and drove into the inpatient area of ​​Jinghua Sixth Hospital.

Ling Ran also ordered his meal, and looked around with scrutiny.

The antique layout can't be said to be brilliant, but it won't make people feel uncomfortable.

The entrance of the small restaurant is not big, but the space on the second and third floors is not small. There are six tables and four boxes outside. The tables are roughly separated by screens, and about half of them are seated at this time, and the business can be said to be quite good.

Ling Ran and Tian Qi sat at a small table, the gray-haired Li Xuechao declined the invitation to sit at the same table, and went to a noodle shop not far away. Two bodyguards in black lined up on both sides of the screen, quite imposing.

Tian Qi sat across from him, upright, only paying attention to the two sides from the corner of his eyes, and said softly with some guilt: "Bodyguards must be arranged in the family, if I get rid of them, the family will be very anxious .If you don't like people following you..."

"It doesn't matter." Ling Ran said calmly, "There are already many people in public places who like to stare at other people, and I'm used to it."

"It's fine if you think about it that way." Tian Qi burst out laughing.

The men in black standing not far from the two looked at each other, and they both looked away awkwardly: how did this inexplicable conversation happen, and the two didn't want to communicate.

Fortunately, the roast duck will be served soon.

As a small restaurant, the roast duck is not sliced ​​in front of the customers, which lacks a sense of ceremony. However, the duck itself is roasted well. The meringue duck skin is very thick, and it looks oily when you sandwich it. , it looks delicious.

Really eat in the mouth, and people can't help but nod.

Seeing Tian Qi and himself nodding at the same time, Ling Ran couldn't help but smile slightly.

Tian Qi was even more elated, and felt that the ducks in front of him seemed to be shining.

"It's so crispy." Tian Qi praised reservedly, and ate a piece of duck skin in two bites.

"The skin of the roast duck is really crispy." Ling Ran nodded approvingly.

Crispy duck skin is not the traditional taste of roast duck, especially if Quanjude is regarded as authentic, soft duck skin is the standard of Quanjude-style roast duck.

However, authentic never means delicious. Therefore, under the active resistance of the people of the whole country, especially the people of the capital city, the duck skin of modern roast duck has become more and more crispy. Thick duck skin, crispy texture, and tender taste are probably the most attention-grabbing and popular flavors of roast duck. Both Da Dong and Quan Duck Season have risen because of this.

On the contrary, Quanjude, which is dragged down by orthodox thinking, increasingly needs to rely on stories for support. This is also a big problem for the famous food in Beijing. The diners come here because of the reputation brought by the "authentic taste", but the taste gap between modern people and ancient people is getting bigger and bigger. The market that used to be praised by adding more lard has disappeared. Now, whether to improve the taste has become a marketing issue that is difficult to decide.

Ling Ran didn't care about these things, he smelled something good, so he wanted to come in and have a try.

Tian Qi doesn't care even more, the chef at home may cook better food, but eating is not just eating.

At about the same time, Academician Du lay on the hospital bed, looking around in boredom.

The single wards are the preferential treatment for academicians, but even so, the white and blue walls will not make people happy. The pure white sheets, the modern multifunctional nursing bed, and the complicated call system at the head of the bed will only make people feel weak.

"Academician Du, we are here to give you an injection." The head nurse came in with two nurses.

"I'm sorry to bother you," Academician Du said politely.

"It should be, Dean Wang has already said that you are the pillar of the country, and we must show the highest level." The head nurse teased casually, then pointed to the two nurses next to him, and said with a smile: "My highest level, Bring them all."

The two nurses smiled, and did not steal the head nurse's limelight. They lowered their heads quietly and worked. One was in charge of disinfecting the bandages, and the other was holding a needle, aiming at Academician Du's vein and poking it in.

"So crisp."

"Academician Du's blood vessels are indeed very fragile."

"The skin is also more brittle."

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