Chapter 186 Special Dream (1/5 Guaranteed)

Chapter 186 Special Dream (15 guaranteed)

Aokiji rubbed his sore shoulders and lay on the bed while breathing heavily.

He came back from the fight club just now. He gave Qiong a simple massage to activate her blood. Seeing that she was as comfortable as a kitten, he narrowed his eyes. Then he worked harder and harder until he was so tired that he had no energy at all. He saw Qiong crawling on the bed. After snoring, he covered her with a quilt, got up, went back to the house and lay down on the bed.

After closing his eyes for a few breaths, Qingmusi fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, Aokiji had arrived in the familiar white space.

"System, please explain to me what the special dream training room is."

Aoki Si sat down cross-legged. In this space, he was at the peak of his normal state both mentally and physically. This feeling of relaxation all over his body was quite refreshing to be honest.

[Do you want to open the special dream training room - Medical Classics? 】

The system didn't reply to it, it just sent an invitation to enter.

Aokiji frowned, feeling that things were not simple. He was cheated in the kendo training room before, but he still can't forget it.

But he had to enter this special training room.

Having no choice, Aokiji smiled bitterly and whispered: "Open the special dream training room."

He did not immediately fall into a whirlwind, and even the dizziness that made people unable to close their eyes did not appear. The scene around Aokiji suddenly changed, and ancient books appeared out of thin air, spinning rapidly around him.

Aokiji looked around in astonishment, only to see that the books were making a sound like the pages were being blown while they were rotating, and he could only vaguely see some mysterious ancient texts written on them.

"what do you want?"

The voice that seemed to be ringing in his ears and directly transmitted into his mind made Aokiji couldn't help but widen his eyes. His thoughts seemed to be frozen at this moment, and he expressed his true desire.

"I want to cure Qiong."

The voice in my ears seemed to give some vague response. More and more books were flying and spinning around me, but at this moment, they all suddenly burned out of thin air!

No, not all!

Aokiji couldn't help but close his eyes due to the blazing heat wave. From the trance-like fiery red scene, he vaguely saw several ancient books breaking away from it and flying towards him.

About to hit?

Just when Aokiji was wondering if he should hide, the ancient books suddenly stopped and started spinning tightly in front of his face.

Then, it suddenly disintegrated into a piece of golden light, running straight towards Aokiji's eyebrows.

Aokiji closed his eyes subconsciously. When he opened his eyes, everything around him had changed dramatically.

Where is this?

After Aokiji came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a splitting headache. He didn't know what he was holding on to, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"What are you doing standing there, come here quickly!" As soon as he woke up, Aokiji suddenly realized that he was in a commotion.

Looking up and around blankly, Aokiji took a long time to realize that this was actually an ancient kitchen. Crowded around were men wearing ancient Chinese linen clothes, sweating profusely, and busy.

"What are you looking at!" There was another loud shout, and Aokiji turned around to see a middle-aged man with a mustache and a green gown staring at him with stern eyes: "Aoki, what are you thinking about? Don't you prepare the medicinal meal? You will disobey the teacher's order and the meal cannot be presented on time. Do you want to be kicked out?"

"Teacher?" Aokiji was a little confused and took two steps first: "Huh?"

Although he understood his current situation, he didn't know what meal to make.

"Idiot, don't you know how to make some medicinal food to nourish your body?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his tone was merciless, he strode to a stove, pointed at the iron pot and said loudly: "Watch it. "

Aokiji was not angry. He knew that this person was an NPC, so he watched intently as he rolled up his sleeves in front of the iron pot and started cooking.

Just watch his right hand take out the basket of ingredients behind him, take out a piece of mutton and say loudly: "Tell me, how to match the medicinal diet for Yang deficiency constitution?"

Yang deficiency constitution?

Aokiji thought for a while in his head and answered with his own knowledge: "You can eat more foods that are sweet and warm, such as onions, ginger, garlic, pepper, leeks, peppers, peppers, etc. If you want to make a medicinal diet, that's fine. Ingredients like mutton and dog meat are the staple food.”

"Most of the time, but it's just that." The mustache glanced at Aoki Si, threw the mutton into the pot and boiled it, simmered the ingredients in the pot with a latte spoon, and continued to ask: "How to make angelica ginger mutton soup?"

"Well"

Aokiji scratched his head: "This."

"What did you listen to in class!" The Eight-Character Hu looked at Aoki Si with a hateful look, and said angrily: "I'm just going to cook it once. You learn from me and cook another pot later. It won't taste good. Or if the effect of the medicine is not up to standard, don’t even think about leaving the kitchen today.”

Aokiji curled his lips secretly, well, he wouldn't be lazy anyway. If it was too difficult, he would have to quit the dream training room and continue tomorrow.

"Oh." But Aokiji nodded honestly - who knows if this NPC would suddenly have a twitch in his head and stop teaching him.

He didn't know where to learn this recipe. The medicinal diet he made for Qiong before was all found on the Internet and deduced by himself based on his pharmacological knowledge. The effect should be there, but it would definitely not be much better.

Mustache put the mutton through the water, took it out, put it on the chopping board and cut it into small pieces. Then put the mutton into a casserole on the side, pour in water, soak the angelica root and ginger until soft, add rice wine, and bring to a boil over high heat.

He closed the lid, turned to look at Aoki Si, and said in a sophisticated tone: "If you want to improve your Yang deficiency constitution, which acupuncture points can you start with?"

Aokiji thought for a moment and replied: "The sea of ​​​​qi, Zusanli, gushing spring, fingertips, toes, Renzhong, Zhiyang, Neiguan, and Tanzhong."

"Huh, you've passed the test. How long will it take to acupuncture these acupuncture points?"

The mustache asked while staring at the pot.

Aokiji thought for a moment and continued to answer: "Puncture the Renzhong point upward diagonally, and enter three points?"

"Where is Qi Hai?" The mustache glanced at him and continued to ask.

Aokiji replied one by one according to the knowledge in his head. Although he was occasionally scolded by the mustache, he was probably on the same page.

"Okay, let's cook." The mustache stopped for a while, opened the lid of the casserole, skimmed off the foam with an iron spoon, then continued to simmer over low heat, with his hands behind his back, and hummed: "Cook for an hour, you Keep an eye here."

"Ah?" Aokiji looked confused: "I, I'm just here looking at this casserole?"

"Then what else do you want to do!" The mustached man glared at him and cursed: "I can't cook a bowl of soup, and I have to do it myself. What else do you want to do?"

"Cook five more pots by yourself, go quickly!" the Eight-Character Hu finished. He slowly walked around the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

Aokiji stayed for a while, then began to collect the ingredients honestly and make the mutton soup according to the method he just used.

An hour later, that is, two hours later, Aokiji looked at the fragrant mutton in the pot and wiped his saliva: "That, brother, it's done!"

"What's your name? Brother! No matter how big or small you are, you can't even call me Senior Brother!" The mustache spoke as if he had taken gunpowder. While muttering something, he walked to the casserole, looked at it, and took the chopsticks. He pierced the mutton and nodded with satisfaction: "It's quite qualified."

"Then I'll leave first." Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief and was about to end today's training when his mustache suddenly raised his brows and said angrily: "Where do you want to go? Keep making soup!"

"Ah?" Aokiji's eyes widened, with a troubled look on his face: "I know how to cook, so forget it? Can't we learn the next one?"

The mustache trembled in anger, and he took out a bamboo ruler from his robe: "Cook ten more pots!"

"I'd better say goodbye to you." Aokiji said and wanted to exit the training room first.

[The task of the special training room has not been completed and exiting is prohibited. 】

Wha, what the hell? Aokiji opened his mouth.

"Bang!" The bamboo stick hit Aoki Si on the buttocks. Aoki Si's eyes widened in anger, but he saw an angry look on his mustache: "Twenty pots, if you can't finish cooking, don't even think about leaving today!"

Wait a moment

Is this mustache unhappy because I have to be the cook in this kitchen today?

Aokiji swallowed, feeling as if he had guessed the truth.

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PS: The small theater involves the number of words, and the number of words involves the subscription price. The subscription price may be higher. I will think about how to add it, and then I will write about the small theater after thinking about it.