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Yan Xiaoran looked up at everyone and smiled. “The plum chicken is sweet and sour. It’s very appetizing.”
“How do you feel now? Do you feel like vomiting” Although Mrs. Lan was happy, it was not like she had never experienced such a situation before. She had eaten it, but then vomited it all out.
Yan Xiaoran shook her head, feeling better than ever. “No, I feel warm and comfortable in my stomach. I don’t feel like vomiting at all.”
It was unlike before when she started to feel nauseous after eating.
The Lan family mbers were overjoyed. They had been worried about Yan Xiaoran’s poor appetite recently.
Seeing her poor appetite, the first thing that ca to their minds was the hawthorn Lan Jiaye had gotten from Su Yayan.
At that ti, Su Yayan had given him a huge box of hawthorn. She had also told him that one should not eat too much or eat too frequently. If he could not finish them in the short term, he could preserve them by drying them in the sun. By then, the effect of making tea would be similar.
For this reason, they had dried hawthom for ergencies.
The first thing they wanted to do when they saw Yan Xiaoran was to give it to her. However, Lan Jiaye, who had been to the restaurant several tis, told them that pregnant won shouldn’t eat hawthorn.
The only way out was a dead end. The few of them were already considering whether they should borrow Lan Jiaye’s identity as an experienced audience mber (using the friendship between the Lan and Huo families) to shalessly co to ask for help. They didn’t expect Su Yayan to co here first
and offer them what they needed before they asked for it.
Mrs. Lan’s eyes lit up. She wanted to ask Su Yayan about the two dishes. “Yanyan, these two dishes…”
Before she could finish speaking, Lan Jiaye interrupted, “Little Aunt, why do these two dishes look a little like those in the host’s shop…”
It was normal for Lan Jiaye to have such suspicions because before this, almost no one would use orange peel in dishes.
Papaya was the sa. Many people only treated it as a fruit. Only in the hosts’ livestream would she use it to make delicious dishes.
Su Yayan was startled by his question, but she quickly composed herself. “Ahem, you’re right. This dish is indeed from the host’s restaurant.”
Lan Jiaye narrowed his eyes and exclaid, “Then how… how did you bring out the food from there?”
Traditional Chinese dicine had always emphasized customized treatnt for each individual. It was the sa for dicinal cuisine.
Different people needed to eat different things in different circumstances, and the amount of Chinese dicine ingredients added was also different.
Just like the person who had been bribed to slander Su Yayan’s restaurant for causing a person’s death from the food, he had secretly brought out the food that should have been ant for him for others to eat.
Fortunately, that man’s mother’s illness was more serious than his condition. The amount of dicine he had was considered light, so there was no problem with the dicinal cuisine.
If the amount of dicine was too heavy, who knew if they would be the ones to bla for the problem?
Hence, after that incident, the employees in the shop beca even more vigilant, not allowing anyone to bring the dicinal cuisine out.
How could Lan Jiaye not be surprised to see Su Yayan’s dicinal cuisine outside the shop?
The way Lan Jiaye looked at Su Yayan was as if he was looking at a bad student who didn’t abide by the rules and secretly stole her exam papers.
Su Yayan: “??2”
“Well…” Su Yayan rolled her eyes and muttered,” Your uncle is the VV… VIP of the restaurant. Of course, he has so privileges that others don’t have.”
Huo Chenhuan suddenly recalled the words Su Yayan had said to him when he first returned to the dicinal cuisine restaurant. His eyes instantly darkened..
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