Zhang Daixi thought that the boss had been beaten away and the story had come to an end, and it was time for her, the butterfly, to return to her original world. Unexpectedly, as soon as she landed at the foggy port of New Orleans, someone told her that she was actually a vampire who dreamed of opening a Chinese medicine clinic.
Daixi:...?
Regardless of how vampires and Chinese medicine clinics are integrated.
In short, when Daixi settled the vicious competition in bloodletting therapy and finally let the sign of Zhang's Physiotherapy Center light up in New Orleans...
She looked at the long queues of special patients outside the clinic and fell into deep thought.
Who can tell her why her compatriots suddenly became interested in "Ziwu Liuzhu" and "Eight Extraordinary Meridians"?
Moreover, there is a strange guy mixed in here.
The handsome young man who slipped into the kitchen said: "Ms. Zhang, I have searched through the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and couldn't find the delicacy you mentioned that nourishes the body, replenishes qi, and is fragrant and rejuvenating. Where did you learn it?"
Daisy: "It's called New Orleans Grilled Wings, and it's a local dish."
Later, all the supernatural creatures in New Orleans heard about it. The ancient evil god who slept at the bottom of the river and used human sorrow and joy as a drama had a new habit:
He worked in the back kitchen of a small medical clinic every day, studying what dark dishes he could make that would make that blasphemous Oriental doctor frighten him.
Motto: Life always finds a way out on its own