Chapter 315 8 Duan Jin
She has finished reading the six months of professional courses these days, and is now reviewing for the second time, and then her textbooks will be expanded to other places.
After the vegetable soup was served, Feng Zhong served a bowl to the old man. The old man smelled it and found that the taste was light, with not even a few oil stars visible. It was refreshing and not greasy in the mouth.
"This soup tastes good. I can make more in the future." The old man was a little surprised.
The person in charge of the kitchen used to make all kinds of soups, but he didn't drink much.
The oil was heavy, making it even more greasy, and his appetite couldn't adapt to it, but he managed to drink some and got over it.
There are so many little things that won't bother anyone.
"Who made this vegetable soup? I've never tasted this before." The old man had already picked up the second bowl.
Feng Zhong was even more excited when he saw that his leader was in high spirits and had a good appetite now.
"It's still made in the kitchen, but the recipe was given by Comrade An." Feng Zhong didn't hide it.
This matter must be known to the leader sooner or later.
"Oh? Xiao An, can you cook?" The old man looked at An Yinan in surprise.
An Yinan raised his head, "What?"
She was just reading the textbook and didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two, and she felt too safe in this environment.
The old man burst out laughing when he saw An Yinan's confused expression.
No one's success is for nothing.
"Can you cook?" the old man asked again tirelessly.
An Yinan nodded, "I know a little bit, but my cooking skills are not very good."
"By the way, this is a prescription for food supplements. If there is anything you particularly want to take in the future, you can tell me and I will arrange the prescriptions for food supplements. If you like it, it is a good thing that you can eat more of it. You don't have to worry about it." An Yinan said with a smile.
The old man nodded, "Okay."
An Yinan looked at the watch on his wrist, and then asked Feng Zhong, "Is there a place where I can practice?"
Feng Zhong said, "This way."
The old man and An Yinan walked over together. An Yinan had done it before, but this time at a slower pace. In order to teach the old man the posture, he would stop every action and explain it slowly so that the old man could remember it.
"Comrade An, can I learn?" Feng Zhong said.
He is afraid that the leader will not remember something in the future. When two people study, they will always remember more.
An Yinan nodded, "Of course. This technique exercises the body and nourishes the mind. It's very good."
"So good, then I have to practice." Feng Zhong stood beside the two people.
An Yinan started teaching one move at a time. During this period, he corrected the movements of the two people and explained the meaning of each movement and the positions that needed to be exercised.
One person taught and two learned, and more than an hour passed.
The old man's body was relatively weak, and there was sweat on his forehead and the tip of his nose.
"Leader, do you need a rest?" Feng Zhong asked with concern.
The old man waved his hand and looked at An Yinan.
An Yinan also looked at the old man's condition. In fact, the old man's current condition was more suitable for perseverance.
"Can you persist?" An Yinan asked.
The old man nodded. He hadn't exercised for a long time and spent more time sitting at his desk. Instead, he forgot about the time when he climbed the snowy mountains and climbed the grass.
"It's okay, continue." The old man said.
Feng Zhong was helpless. Everyone, old and young, said everything was fine. What could he do? I dare not say a single word!
"Then let's continue, there are two more actions, hold on." An Yinan said.
The three of them continued to practice, and everyone was attentive. An Yinan kept staring at the old man's condition, fearing that he would collapse from exhaustion on the first day.
The old man is also studying hard. Since he promised to do something, he will naturally do it.
The three of them basked in the bright sun for a full hour and a half. Except for An Yinan, the old man and Feng Zhong were covered in sweat.
"From now on, you must do a set of exercises at six o'clock every morning." An Yinan said to the old man.
Six o'clock in the morning, neither hot nor cold.
Baduanjin is a help to improve the mental strength of the elderly.
Medicine is three parts poison. Medicinal materials are good, but taking too much will backfire on the body.
But Baduanjin won’t, especially the Baduanjin produced by the system.
"Okay, got it." The old man sighed.
At a young age, I always like to take care of others!
"We must persist." An Yinan finally emphasized after seeing the old man's expression.
"Rain or shine." He added at the end.
The old man nodded at An Yinan, "What? You little comrade still doesn't believe what I said?"
An Yinan thought for a while, "It's hard to say."
After all, there is precedent.
After taking the pulse for the first time, she asked the old man to rest more, but the old man didn't take any rest and made his body even worse.
When Feng Zhong saw the leader's face, he suppressed a smile and his face was already a little red.
The three of them took a walk and returned to the yard.
"This is a health pill. It is no longer the original formula. It has been adjusted according to your physical condition." An Yinan took out a porcelain bottle and thought for a long time. It is better to strengthen the body and strengthen the body.
"Take one pill a day, swallow it half an hour before going to bed." An Yinan introduced.
Feng Zhong quickly reached out and took the small porcelain bottle.
Through this morning, he found that the leader's mental state was much better.
Especially the hour or so I slept.
"This is the timetable arrangement. I have made a lot of adjustments based on your time. You need to arrange it according to my timetable." An Yinan said.
Daily working hours are recorded separately, and sleeping time and meal time are marked.
And a lunch break was added every day.
What's more important is that I have more time to practice Baduanjin in the morning.
"You, little comrade, have clearly arranged it." After reading the timetable, the old man finally handed it to Feng Zhong.
The meaning is obvious, Feng Zhong came to supervise.
Feng Zhong took the timetable and saw the time schedule above. Although it was less than the previous leader's working hours, it was not much less.
Comrade An also took into account the estimated workload of the leader, and all time points were exactly within the acceptable range of the leader.
An Yinan raised his watch and said, "It's your working time now. I'll just stay here and be silent."
After speaking, he also raised the book in his hand.
She was very quiet when she was reading, and there was no sound except the sound of turning the pages of the book.
The old man handled the work for an hour. At noon, after Uncle Feng had put the food on the table, he came and called, "Boss, it's time for lunch."
The old man put down the work materials in his hands, then raised his head, "Xiao Feng, have I not coughed this morning?"
Every time he coughed for a long time, he couldn't finish his work.
This morning, he did a lot of things. Although the work was not completed, he did not cough.
Feng Zhong smiled and nodded, "Yes, you haven't coughed this morning."
