Chapter 437

Ying Hannian's appearance now makes her feel terrible.

"I don't think it has anything to do with his illness." The lame doctor waved his hand.

"What do you mean?" Lin Yi was stunned.

The lame doctor looked at her and sighed, "don't you find that Han is very negative these two days?"

Lin Yi nodded a little stiffly.

Of course she knows.

"That's right. I feel as if he suddenly lost his fighting spirit. He has nothing to say with me. He takes the medicine one after another."

The lame doctor said, "I think what he eats and vomits like this has something to do with his mentality. Han is the one who protects his mother most. At the beginning, he almost killed me for his mother's sake. Now even the tomb has been dug. How can he not be stimulated? "

"You mean because psychology affects physiology?"

Lin Yi understood what he meant.

What is this? He lost his will to survive. He just wanted to die with the herdsman. He didn't even want to be healthy.

"It's possible, otherwise a small gastrointestinal problem can't be cured." The lame doctor said anxiously, "I don't think it's good for me to see him like this."

"Is there any way?" Lin Yi asked.

The lame doctor shook his head helplessly. "I can't help it. I can only say that I'll try my best to choose some cold food for him. Maybe it will be better soon."

"These two days, I've made all his favorite food."

Lin Yidao.

Every day she was very busy at night, just to make the dishes that yinghannian liked. But when she arrived at yinghannian, she only took one or two mouthfuls of each dish and vomited all of them.

What should she do

How can he go on like this? What can she do?

"Then it's really worrying. It's really not good. You can go back to China. There are big doctors in China." Said the lame doctor.

“……”

go back?

People here all listen to yinghannian. Yinghannian doesn't speak to leave. Who can let him go.

What else does he like to eat?

Suddenly, Lin Yi's mind flashed a thought, "lard bibimbap."

"What?"

The lame doctor was stunned.

"I remember Ying Hannian told me that he liked his mother's lard bibimbap best." She said, with joy in her voice. She remembered. She remembered this.

"Oh, yes, I also eat the lard bibimbap made by Xi. It's really delicious." The lame doctor was reminded, "at that time, he was poor. He often ate meat. If he wanted to eat meat, he would get some lard and rice dressing. It was fragrant and fresh."

"Uncle, if I can make the same taste as his mother, do you think yinghannian can get better?"

Lin Yi sat on a small bench and asked nervously.

The lame doctor's eyes brightened. "You don't have to say, maybe it's really useful. Isn't he just thinking about hope when he does it like this?"

"I see."

Without further delay, Lin Yi stood up and walked into the room.

"What are you going to do?" The lame doctor called her.

"Boil lard."

The most important thing of lard bibimbap is not rice, but lard. If the lard is cooked fragrant and white, the bibimbap is delicious.

Now people almost don't cook this kind of food.

Lin Yi didn't do it either. She began to be busy after sorting out the food.

Wash the fat meat and cut it into pieces. Add ginger and star anise and cook them in the pot until the water evaporates completely. Then stir fry the fat meat and make it golden on both sides.

There is more and more lard in the pot.

The smell of oil was too much for her.

She forced herself to continue to fry the meat. After that, she picked up the lard and put it to cool.

In order to make lard bibimbap quickly, Lin Yi added a little process to make lard solidify rapidly, from transparent liquid to pure white paste.

She took a piece of lard and put it on the rice. Then she drizzled it with soy sauce and stirred it. Every grain of rice became crystal clear again.

Sprinkle a little chopped scallion on the top and you're done.

Lin Yi came out of the kitchen with a bowl and put it on the table.

"It smells good."

The lame doctor had been waiting outside and said with a smile."Would you like to have a look at what Ying Hannian's mother did?"

Lin Yi handed the chopsticks to him and looked at him expectantly.

Lame doctor looked at Rice Leng next, "how also drench soy sauce?"

"How to flavor without soy sauce?" Lin Yi doesn't understand, "doesn't his mother smoke when she does it?"

The lame doctor shook his head, "use coarse salt, add it when boiling lard, there is no soy sauce in this place."

“……”

Not even soy sauce.

Lin Yi was stunned. She got up and went back to the kitchen. She filled a bowl of rice again. In addition to adding lard, she sprinkled some salt and put it in for a while.

After that, she went back with the bowl.

The lame doctor over there has already eaten half a bowl of rice, and repeatedly praised, "your cooking skill is really poor. This lard bibimbap is the best I've ever eaten."

What should Yongxi do is the best.

"Don't forget the taste in your memory." Lin Yi walked over with some worry, forcibly snatched the bowl of lard bibimbap, and pushed the new bowl in his hand, "you try this."

The lame doctor took a mouthful of glossy rice and continued to praise, "fragrant, really fragrant."

It's amazing to have this cooking skill at a young age.

"Compared with what his mother did?"

What Lin Yi wants is not praise at all.

"Your food is much better than Xi's. In fact, what she made in those years is better than my wife's. It's not as fragrant as you." The lame doctor said as he ate, "just give this to Han. He must like it."

"No, as like as two peas."

When she refuses, she just wants Ying Hannian to taste what Ying Yongxi has done. If she can't make it, what's the point of serving it to Ying Hannian? Isn't she trying to make him miss Ying Yongxi more?

"What about that?" The lame doctor looked at her and said, "do you make the meal worse?"

How can Ying Yongxi's work taste bad.

Lin Yi looked at him suspiciously, "don't you remember the taste?"

"I can't remember clearly, but I know what my wife made. I hope the lard bibimbap is a little worse than you, and better than my wife's." Said the lame doctor solemnly, lowering his head and eating again.

It's a little delicious and a little bad. How can she grasp the degree?

"How does your family do it?"

Lin Yi asked.

The lame doctor explained the process of cooking lard, which was similar to what she did, but there were not so many ingredients.

She went into the kitchen and started cooking lard again, according to the lame doctor's procedure.

Lin Yi was busy from noon to night. She didn't sleep all night. She boiled the lard bowl after bowl, which made the kitchen full of fumes. She almost vomited several times. The next morning, the lame doctor was called by Lin Yi as soon as he got up.