Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital

Chapter 554 - 426: Dad Zhao Creates a New Dish

As for this point, Zhao Heng was still a little unsure.Zhao Heng picked up a piece of beef tripe, put it in his mouth, and thought, hmm, it’s quite chewy and fragrant. Then he tried other parts, such as the soft and tender beef intestines, the crispy and bouncy beef tendons and beef cartilage, and the slightly peculiar but irresistible beef tongue and burdock. Zhao Heng couldn’t help but look at his dad with newfound respect.

"How is it?"

Father Zhao asked eagerly.

"It’s really delicious, Dad. How did you come up with this spice formula?"

Zhao Heng nodded and asked with some curiosity.

"I just used the ratio for braised beef and then made some adjustments."

Seeing his son enjoying the food with appreciation, Father Zhao grinned, feeling quite pleased.

"Impressive!"

Zhao Heng couldn’t help but give his dad a thumbs up.

In the culinary business, the most challenging part is actually the seasoning. As for the ingredients, as long as you’re conscientious and don’t cut corners, you can ensure quality. But creating a flavor that everyone loves, that’s truly rare.

As the saying goes, it’s hard to cater to all tastes, and making something that most people like is incredibly difficult.

"I haven’t added radish to this soup yet. Adding radish would make it even better."

Father Zhao said proudly.

The preferred way to eat beef offal is with radish. Let the hard-to-cook radish simmer in the pot for a while, allowing the essence of the beef offal soup to infuse into the large radish chunks. The sweet and soft radish combined with the flavor of the beef offal soup is simply exquisite.

One could say that this captures the essence of beef offal.

Additionally, white radishes themselves have the function of clearing heat, generating fluids, aiding digestion, and reducing internal heat, which precisely balances out the heat brought by the beef offal.

"Your dad has been researching this beef offal thing these days, saying that there will definitely be a lot of people who love it."

Mother Zhao couldn’t help but say to Zhao Heng, seeing Father Zhao’s proud expression.

To be honest, for the old couple, they are quite satisfied with their current life. If they were really to idle away in North City, life might not be so easy. But now, having a beef noodle shop offers them a chance to keep busy, and it’s just perfect.

Soon, Zhao Heng finished an entire bowl of beef noodles and beef offal. This satisfaction from carbohydrates was truly unmatched by any other food.

After finishing the noodles and tidying up the table, Mother Zhao suddenly asked Zhao Heng, "Son, have you met Man Ni’s parents?"

"Yeah."

Zhao Heng nodded, somewhat puzzled at his mom’s question.

"Shouldn’t both sides have met? It’s about time you and Man Ni got engaged."

Mother Zhao said.

Back in the old hometown, some people who met on blind dates got engaged within two or three weeks, and it was quite common.

Of course, Mother Zhao also knew that young people nowadays were not so keen on marrying early.

"Mom, Man Ni and I are a bit busy lately, let’s wait until this period passes."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment and said.

"Alright."

Mother Zhao nodded. She was just saying it casually. Times were different now. Back then, when you were of age, you had to busy yourself with engagements, marriage, and having kids, as children were considered productivity.

The situation now is entirely different from before.

"Mom, when are you and Dad moving to the new house?"

Zhao Heng asked again.

Ever since the house at North City Courtyard No. 1 was renovated, Zhao Heng had mentioned several times to his parents to move there. As for the youth apartment allocated by the hospital, they could just return it. Many people at the hospital didn’t have a place to live and really needed this spot.

"We’re not used to living over there; when you and Man Ni have kids, I’ll go to help you take care of them."

Mother Zhao still refused. She and Father Zhao actually preferred living in the youth apartment assigned to Zhao Heng, which felt warm and cozy.

"This matter is set. You young people should have your own lives. I’ve seen many interviews, and experts say that children and parents need their own space."

Seeing Zhao Heng wanting to persuade further, Father Zhao suddenly spoke up.

Having lived a life sandwiched between his own mother and wife for decades, Father Zhao had deeply experienced the conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. There were very few mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law who could get along well worldwide.

If there was no other choice but to live together, that was one thing. But now with the choice to live separately, it was something Father Zhao and Mother Zhao couldn’t be happier about.

This was something the old couple had privately discussed and deliberated many times.

"Then wait until next year. Buy another place nearby."

Seeing his parents say so, Zhao Heng could only give up, thinking that maybe next year they could buy another place nearby for his parents. This way, they could live separately to avoid conflicts but stay close enough to take care of anything that might come up.

"Let’s talk about it in a couple of years. Son, didn’t you say you could live in that apartment for at least five years?"

Mother Zhao said. She had come to understand how difficult it was to buy a house in North City these days. Although her son was capable of handling it, she didn’t want to add too much burden on him.

"Alright, just focus on your work. Once you get married and have children, we’ll naturally come and help with the kids. For now, your mom and I are living quite contently."

Seeing Zhao Heng still wanting to say something, Father Zhao waved his hand and said confidently.

The son was doing well, and as parents, they didn’t want to hold him back.

Moreover, being able to live in a house in North City was already incredibly good, something that made the relatives back home very envious.

Seeing his parents say so, Zhao Heng could only nod and let it go.

By 8:30, the shop was closed, and the family of three went back to the apartment together.

Upon entering, Father Zhao enthusiastically turned on the TV to watch his favorite war drama.

Sitting on the sofa, Mother Zhao asked Zhao Heng, "Son, has Zhiqian started school?"

"I think so; why?"

Zhao Heng nodded.

"That child Zhiqian seems about as smart as you, and a bit like how you were in school. Since we’re from the same place, help him as much as you can."

Mother Zhao said casually.

"I understand. However, right now, Zhiqian is just starting college, getting used to university life. He probably doesn’t need my help at the moment. If he needs help, it would be more during graduate studies or when looking for a job after graduation."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment and said. He had a good impression of Ning Zhiqian because, after all, both of them made it out of their hometown through education. If he could help, he definitely would.

"Son, Zhiqian is studying a similar major to yours. Will he be able to be like you after graduation?"

Mother Zhao, somewhat curious, asked again. About this, Ning’s mother had asked her several times, but without knowing much herself, she had to ask Zhao Heng.

"Well..."

Zhao Heng hesitated, not sure if he should be entirely honest.

"How could that be the same? Finding a job that pays the bills after graduation is good enough. Take the county’s valedictorian who got into college with Xiao Heng; I heard it took him a long while to find a job after graduation. Then, after not working for long, he went back to study for a graduate degree."

Sitting by the side and watching the war drama, Father Zhao suddenly chimed in.

Although he didn’t have a college degree, Father Zhao was perceptive. Such things, with a bit of comparison and inquiry, were quite apparent.

So he was actually aware that his son was a one-in-a-million talent.

The Ning family, wanting to compare their child’s future achievements to his own son, simply hadn’t figured things out yet.

"That can’t be, can it? The county valedictorian can’t find a good job?"

Mother Zhao said, somewhat perplexed.

"What do you think a county valedictorian counts for in North City?"

Father Zhao sniffed and said.

After arriving in North City, through running the shop and meeting many people, Father Zhao realized that the standards for talent here were entirely different from those back home.

"And you understand this now?"

Mother Zhao asked rather indignantly.

"I’ve come to understand just by listening to others."

Father Zhao replied.

"Actually, Mom, what kind of achievements one will have in the future mostly depends on one’s abilities. Of course, opportunities do matter to some extent, but we’ll have to wait and see."

Zhao Heng did not make any hasty conclusions. Ning Zhiqian was studying biomedical science, leaning towards research. The path of research in this country is a challenging one.