Chapter 861: Stewing Handsome Guy Soup (I slept very soundly all night after receiving Roberto's acupuncture. I didn't even turn over during the night. When I woke up on time, I felt like a new person. My whole body was extremely relaxed and my whole body was ... Full of energy.
When he looked in the mirror, he suddenly found that his skin was much better, a few light age spots disappeared, his face was rosy, and his appearance was at least five years younger. In an instant, Roberto was full of energy, put on his exercise clothes and went to
exercise After the morning exercise, he went back to the building. When he met the workers who got up early, he was surprised to find that his mental outlook had changed. Milo came back from the morning
exercise and washed himself downstairs. When his godfather came back, he also noticed that his godfather's mental outlook had changed drastically. He was so happy about the change that he took a picture and sent it to his brother Oscar who was far away in America.
When Roberto saw the cute little girl, he was like seeing a little angel. His eyes were full of tenderness and love. When he drank medicine after a meal, he felt like drinking soup. After drinking it all. Just
after eight o'clock in the morning, the Ferrari father and son also arrived at the manor. There were still two Ferrari cars, and there were two fewer bodyguards than yesterday.
Alessandro saw that Roberto's spirit and skin had changed overnight. He was so surprised that he exclaimed "Oh God, Virgin Mary" and "What a miracle". His admiration for the little Oriental doctor once again rose to a new level, and he was full of confidence in the child's recovery. Mr. Le didn't talk nonsense
. , in the pharmacy room, connect the power supply to the induction cooker, put a large pot of medicinal soup on it, and ask handsome guy Milo to bring Amedeo into the room, strip him down to his underwear, and apply a layer of medicinal juice on his body. , then inserted dozens of needles into Face's chest, fed him two pills to swallow, and asked Milo to throw the young man into the pot to soak.
After being stripped of his clothes, Amedeo howled and shouted angrily. He was about to duel with Milo. When the medicine was applied on him, he was so embarrassed that he stopped yelling. After being pricked with more than a dozen needles, he became completely honest. When he heard that
he was going to be thrown into a cylindrical barrel-shaped pot and boiled, he danced and shouted : "No, brother Milo, don't listen to her, don't throw me into the pot."
Milo smiled and picked up Amedeo, as easily as an eagle picking up a chicken. He smiled secretly, brat, he was not satisfied after enjoying the treatment of Xiao Lele touching his whole body. He was very kind without making soup. La, I don’t want to get into the pot, I’m just dreaming.
Roberto and Alessandro originally followed to see what kind of treatment there was, but when they saw the little girl throwing Amedeo into the pot to "stew" them, they were secretly shocked and broke out in cold sweat.
Milo threw the person into the pot and ran to watch the young man stew.
After being thrown into a sixty-centimeter-high round cauldron, Amedeo looked at the oriental girl pitifully: "Will I be cooked?" "When it's cooked, add
some seasonings and make a pot of human meat soup. It's a pity that truffles are missing. If there are truffles, throw two truffles into the stew, and the taste will be more delicious." "
Ah, my meat is not delicious, and the soup will not taste good." "It will taste better when
cooked, the meat Whether it tastes good or not all depends on the seasonings. Be obedient and don't move too much. I'll add some spice leaves." Le Yun put on a smile, grabbed a handful of chopped plant leaves from a basket and threw it into the pot, then poured it into the pot. Put in a bowl of crushed medicinal residue.
The little girl was teasing little Amedeo, and Roberto laughed loudly, went out and dragged two chairs into the room, and watched the handsome man with his old man.
Alejandro was a little nervous, but he didn't panic. He calmly watched the little girl use his child as food to make soup.
"I was wrong. I won't duel with you. Stop boiling it. The water is too hot." Amedeo grabbed the edge of the pot with both hands. Only his head was exposed in the water. Big drops of sweat fell from his eyebrows, nose, chin and cheeks. There were several needles stuck on it, and they were trembling.
"The water temperature is over 60 degrees and less than 70 degrees. Don't move around. If you move around, you will miss the needle and ruin your handsome face. You will have to spend money for plastic surgery." "No, the water is
very hot. It will burn your legs . "
You brat, you have no feeling in your calves. How can you feel the heat in your feet and legs?" "
I can't feel my legs, but I can feel my heart."
"You have a neurasthenia in charge of heart function. You think it's hot."
"I can feel it on my hands too. The walls of the barrel are hot."
"The nerves in your hands have also lost some feeling. It's all an illusion. Don't make excuses. Be honest and take a bath in the artificial hot spring. If you cooperate well, you will be rewarded with a delicious bread at noon." "One is too little, so four." "
Also
. Negotiate terms and give no one."
"How can there be such a person? You can't be without credit." "
I am a minor. I mean you will be rewarded only if you cooperate with the treatment. Negotiate terms with me. If I don't beat you, it is the greatest tolerance. ."
"You are too bad. Brother Milo is better. Brother Milo is very gentle."
"..." Milo, who was innocently lying on the gun, looked at the air and be careful not to drag him into the battlefield. He was just watching the show.
"I think Milo is gentle. You try to be a good boy like Milo. You see, he never yells about who he wants to duel with." He
always got yelled at. Amedeo babbled and said nothing. Within five minutes, he yelled again. The water was scalding, but the little girl ignored it, and after another five minutes, she screamed again.
Classmate Le couldn't be more calm. He threw plant leaves into the pot, added concoction, simmered for about ten minutes, and then poured a bowl of water over the young man's head.
After boiling for about half an hour, hot steam rose from the bucket. Amedeo screamed and tried to get up, but was pushed back into the water. The heat made him whine, and Alessandro felt distressed. I kept twitching, and no matter how distressed I was, I didn’t stop.
No matter how pitiful the young man screamed, Mr. Le Xiao didn't even blink an eyebrow. He just cut off the power, held the young man down and soaked it for half an hour. He then lifted it up and inserted a few needles into it, then threw it into the pot and soaked it until the water temperature was stable. The lowered temperature is heated again, and when it reaches a certain height, the power is turned off again, and then the needle is inserted and boiled again.
Amedeo was lifted up and put down again and again, cooked over and over again, until Barra wilted from the torment. Even if his face was pinched, he would just roll his eyes instead of asking for a duel.
The steaming treatment lasted until 11:30. The little Loli took the young man out and put him into a big basin, applied medicine to him, and took out the needle. The young man was scalded with water until his whole body was red. After applying medicine and cooling for ten minutes, the redness faded away. .
Alessandro dressed the child and wiped his ears when he found that the child's crooked face was no longer crooked and looked handsome and charming. He shouted happily: "Baby, your face has recovered." Roberto looked closer and
observed , extremely surprised: "Ah, Amedeo is so handsome like this."
Amedeo touched his face, his blue eyes lit up like torches: "My lovely doctor, when will you lose me again?" Shall I get into the pot and make soup?"
"I'm not considering using you to stew soup at the moment. I haven't drunk the human flesh soup. I've been listening to you screaming for a long time, and my ears are full." After making trouble in the pot for a long time, and now he wants to get into the pot again, his mind Is it waterlogged? Le Yun rolled her eyes and went back to her room to change her clothes that were soaked by the medicine soup.
Amedeo smiled shyly, and the four bodyguards of the Ferrari family witnessed the miracle with their own eyes and were once again in awe of the ancient oriental medical skills.
Alessandro took the child to the living room with surprise in his arms. In fact, when it came to the Oriental girl recommended by his old friend, he was originally treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. No matter how hard he tried, he would be willing to see it. When the girl was still childish, she also harbored a slight suspicion, suspecting that the girl's medical skills were not as superb as the Hua Kingdom's elite circle said privately, and could bring the dead back to life.
When the girl told her about the condition of her child, any doubts about her disappeared, and she made an extremely firm decision to hand over the child to the girl. No matter what, there was at least a glimmer of hope.
I originally thought that it would be great to be able to restore the child's fertility, but later I understood from the girl's words that there was hope that his child could grow back to normal and stand up, and I was extremely looking forward to it.
The Oriental little girl's first steaming and acupuncture treatment cured Amedeo's crooked face. Alessandro's expectation for the child's complete recovery rose from 50% to 100%.
Roberto was no less happy than the Ferraris. He recommended the doctor to Alessandro. Amedeo was able to receive effective treatment, which proved that the person he recommended was right.
The host and guest had lunch happily. Milo and the children packed the finally cold medicine into medical infusion bags and some bottles, put some in the manor's refrigerator, and took some to dig truffles.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, we packed up our luggage and set off to the Tuscan town where white truffles are produced. Enzo went to take care of the old gentleman and shared a car with the old gentleman. It was more convenient to have a car of his own. He could go shopping or come back to pick up things; Luo drove his children.
The Ferraris and their son set off in their family car in a four-car team.
Roberto and Alessandro also wanted the girl to see the scenery, so the convoy walked while enjoying the scenery, and drove for more than three hours to the town of Tuscany, which is famous for its white truffles.
Tuscany is a large region in Italy. Its capital is Florence. There are countless small towns in the region, all of which are Tuscan towns. The real town called Tuscany is of course the town that produces the most white truffles and the highest quality. Nice town.
The town is a very old town, with churches and buildings. The buildings retain their old style, ancient and elegant. The town has a high forest coverage rate. Because truffles are inseparable from oak trees, large swathes of beech and oak trees can be seen everywhere. Waiting for the woods, there is a continuous forest in the distance.
Roberto and Milo booked their accommodation early. They would not stay in a hotel or residence in the town, but in a castle outside the town. The castle had vineyards, farms and pastures.
Farms and pastures with oak trees are also one of the places to dig truffles. Many farm ranches and castle owners welcome guests every year when they dig truffles. There is a fee for digging truffles, which is US$10,000 for three days, US$20,000 for seven days, or Ten thousand euros covers a few days, and many tourists often pay a few hundred euros to experience it for a half day.
Therefore, the owner of an oak forest farm and ranch can earn two to three hundred thousand US dollars every year just by charging fees for digging truffles, making a lot of money.
The castle has an ancient history and has an obelisk. The architecture is simple and elegant, and at the same time elegant and refined, reflecting the profound cultural and artistic beauty of the Renaissance.
Roberto dug truffles to accompany the Oriental guests to live peacefully and reserved a guest room in the castle. Now, it is reserved by Alessandro Ferrari. His men have arrived at the castle in the morning to check in with the owner. After all the formalities, most of the luggage arrived first.
Sorry, I was dazzled when I uploaded it yesterday. It was the same as the previous chapter
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