"Old, old, yet acting like a child. I see he really gets younger as he ages." Yan Aohan’s lips curved into a faint smile. He loved seeing Zhu Yanyi’s unreserved laughter. It made him feel her joy. As long as Zhu Yanyi was happy, he didn’t mind playing the fool in front of her.
Zhu Yanyi tilted her head. "Eating this medicinal meal daily is fine. I’ll give you a recipe later. It’s good for elderly health. The herbs are common, and it’s easy to make. Your family has a nanny, right? She can prepare it. I will extract the essence of the key herbs first and make them into pills. When making the meal, just follow the recipe, add the pills, and simmer on low heat. It will still have a medicinal taste, but not strong. Unless someone is very sensitive, they won’t notice."
Yan Aohan hadn’t wanted Zhu Yanyi to make meals for the old man every day anyway. So, he nodded immediately at her suggestion. "Let’s do it." Then he added, "I remember you said when you were little that you wanted to open a medicinal meal shop. Since it’s so convenient to make now, do you want to open one?"
Zhu Yanyi thought for a moment. "I want to, but I don’t have time. Look how busy I am lately. Where would I find time to fuss with this?"
Yan Aohan looked at her as if she were silly. "You just told me: give the recipe, make the essence into pills, prepare the food according to the steps, add the pills, and simmer. If it can be done this way, your shop can operate the same way. Don’t worry about staff. I’ll handle it. There are many military spouses without jobs. This helps solve their employment issues."
Zhu Yanyi considered it. "How about we partner up? I provide the recipe and the essence pills. You handle the rest. We split the profits evenly. Or I can take less."
"Talking about taking more is fine, but you taking less? I only provide the place and people. Your recipe and pills are the most important parts. So, you get sixty percent, I get forty. I’ll handle all external matters. If not, you get fifty, I get forty, and ten percent goes to the person managing the shop." Yan Aohan stated directly.
"Fine." Zhu Yanyi didn’t care much about the details. She let Yan Aohan handle it. "Even if my share is smaller, it’s fine."
"It’s settled." Yan Aohan ignored her last sentence completely.
Zhu Yanyi checked the time. "I’m going to cook. After eating, I need to extract some essence. For cancer cells."
Yan Aohan asked, "Are you really confident you can cure Fang Junhua?"
Zhu Yanyi smiled lightly. "Actually, even if it weren’t Fang Junhua, I planned to find a terminal patient. Although I have the reputation of a little divine doctor in the capital, it’s vague. To truly make a name for myself, I need a public success. They say terminal illnesses are hard to cure. I intend to conquer one. I want to see what happens then."
"For Traditional Chinese Medicine, cancer isn’t necessarily incurable. I remember Medicine Master once cured a cancer patient. But that patient was in the early stage. Fang Junhua is already in the mid-to-late stage." Yan Aohan wouldn’t doubt Zhu Yanyi, but he still wanted to remind her.