If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 100 A Nuclear Explosion on the Tip of the Tongue

Tang Wei stood on the floor of Renxin Pharmacy, its surface etched with the marks of time, his brows furrowed slightly.

The air was filled with a strange smell, a mixture of disinfectant, aged mugwort, and something resembling the smell of sewage (actually, it was Old Wu's stinky tofu).

For a gourmet who has spent his life pursuing the ultimate in deliciousness, this is nothing short of olfactory torture.

"Young man, I'm not afraid of the heat." Tang Wei tapped the ground with his cane, his tone laced with arrogance. "I've eaten live ants from the Amazon and drunk tea brewed with Ganges water from India. As long as my tongue can taste even the slightest bit of saltiness, no amount of money is an issue."

His assistant behind him quickly handed him a business card with only two simple words on it: Tangwei.

Li Siyuan gasped, then leaned close to Wang Minyu's ear: "Master, that's the 'God of Tongues'! Last month, he single-handedly bankrupted a Michelin three-star restaurant with just one sentence. And here we are..."

"What's the rush?" Wang Minyu took the business card and casually placed it under his teacup. "When it comes to me, even the Jade Emperor would have to open his mouth and take his medicine."

He walked around the counter to Tang Wei, without taking her pulse or looking at her tongue, but instead reached out and pressed on Tang Wei's slightly protruding belly.

"Hiccup—" Tang Wei was caught off guard and let out a long hiccup.

"The middle burner is blocked, and turbid qi rises upward." Wang Minyu withdrew his hand and wiped it on his white coat with disdain. "Old sir, this is not an illness, it's self-inflicted. Eating those molecular gastronomy dishes that are as delicate as plastic every day has spoiled your taste buds, creating a kind of 'rich strike mechanism'."

"A strike by the wealthy?" Tang Wei, who was seventy years old, was hearing this term for the first time.

"Simply put, we've had too much good food, our taste buds are tired of it, and we want to try something 'wild'." Wang Minyu turned and walked towards the backyard. "Guan Shan, bring out our 'biological weapon' jar."

"Okay!"

A moment later, Guan Shan came out carrying the black pottery jar with the seal on it.

Even before it was opened, an aroma that could make your soul leave your body began to permeate the air.

Tang Wei's nostrils twitched twice. If it were before, he would have covered his nose and left long ago.

But at this moment, amidst the stench that would make any ordinary person vomit, his long-dormant olfactory nerves actually caught a faint... extremely subtle umami scent.

It's like an orchid blooming in a garbage dump.

"What is this?" Tang Wei stared intently at the jar.

"This is a special fermented soybean product, commonly known as stinky tofu. But mine uses thirty-six kinds of herbs as a starter, and it's been fermented for forty-nine days in soil where 'Bone-Breaking Fire' has grown." Wang Minyu said this nonsense with a straight face (in fact, it only fermented for two weeks). "If you want to revitalize your taste buds, you have to use this nuclear-level flavor to create a targeted explosion."

Su Qing had already set up a wok of oil next to her.

This time, instead of regular oil, we used mutton fat recycled from the barbecue restaurant next door, mixed with "Fiery Ginger" juice produced by the system.

"Sizzle—"

Add the black tofu cubes to the pot.

Instantly, an aggressive, caramelized aroma exploded out.

The smell was so overpowering and unreasonable that it went straight into the nostrils of everyone present and slid down their throats.

Tang Wei's Adam's apple bobbed. He actually felt a long-lost feeling of hunger.

"Take them out, don't add any seasoning," Wang Minyu instructed. "Eat them plain."

A piece of stinky tofu, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, shiny black, was placed on a clean white porcelain plate and served to Tangwei.

This is simply the pinnacle of the world of bizarre cuisine.

Tang Wei picked up the piece of tofu with trembling hands. For a gourmet, eating street food like this would be beneath her dignity.

But he couldn't control that physical urge.

Take a bite.

"Click."

The crispy outer layer cracked between your teeth, and then the scalding hot filling flowed out.

That's not ordinary tofu; it's a concentrated amino acid liquid produced through a high degree of fermentation.

boom!

Tang Wei felt as if a C4 bomb had been detonated on his tongue.

First came the extreme stench, so pungent it made you want to die; then came the intense spiciness, like "fiery ginger" burning your nerve endings; finally, after all this storm subsided, an indescribable, primal sweetness, originating from the earth and grains, slowly and steadily climbed onto his tongue like a gentle stream.

"Salty..." Tang Wei cried, tears streaming down his face. "It's salty! And umami too! I can taste it!"

Like a child, he swallowed the rest of the tofu in just a few bites, ignoring the fact that it was too hot to eat.

[Emotional Harvesting: Shock +5000, Ecstasy +3000, Taste Bud Rebirth +8000!]

[Obtain the skill book: "Guide to Medicinal Cuisine Cooking (Beginner)"]

Wang Minyu looked at the system panel and nodded in satisfaction.

Although this old man is picky about food, he is also an extremely high-quality "leek" (a term used to describe someone easily exploited).

"Dr. Wang! What kind of magical method is this? Did you add any illegal flavor enhancers?" Tang Wei excitedly grabbed Wang Minyu's sleeve, completely losing his previous aloofness.

"Sir, this is science." Wang Minyu calmly pushed his hand away. "It's natural sodium glutamate produced by the decomposition of proteins using high-concentration biological enzymes, plus the physical stimulation of your numbed nerves from 'Fiery Ginger.' Simply put, I didn't add anything; it's all thanks to the contrast provided by my peers."

Tang Wei was about to ask another question when suddenly, a series of noisy footsteps came from the doorway.

A group of people in uniforms walked in, led by a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who was holding an official document.

"Is this Renxin Pharmacy?" The middle-aged man glanced at the store, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes. "We're from the Provincial Drug Administration. Someone reported you for illegally producing and selling unidentified food, which is suspected of endangering public safety. Please cooperate with the investigation."

Wang Minyu raised an eyebrow.

Is this the same old routine again? Is it just for the plot?

He glanced at Li Siyuan beside him.

Li Siyuan understood immediately and turned on his phone to record video.

"A report?" Wang Minyu smiled. "Who reported it? Kangmei Pharmaceutical?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, then he straightened up and said, "No comment. Now we need to seize this..." He pointed to the stinky tofu jar, "This is important evidence."

Just as Guan Shan was about to step forward to "reason" with Tang Wei, who had been sitting to the side reminiscing, he suddenly stood up.

He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and the imposing aura of the "God of Tongue" instantly returned.

"Seize it?" Tang Wei sneered, slamming his cane heavily on the floor tiles. "Xiao Zhang, I remember your bureau chief begged me to recommend a health-preserving diet to him last time, didn't he?"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then turned to look at Tang Wei, his face instantly turning deathly pale: "Mr. Tang... what are you doing here?"

"I'm here for treatment," Tang Wei said, pointing to the empty plate. "This so-called 'unknown food' just cured my three-year-long loss of taste. What, are you going to confiscate my life-saving medicine?"

The middle-aged man broke out in a sweat instantly.

Tangwei's influence in the province is no less than that of those high-ranking leaders.

Offending him is like offending half of the gluttonous officials in the bureaucracy.

"It's a misunderstanding, this is absolutely a misunderstanding..." the middle-aged man quickly said with a smile. "We were just following a tip from the public, it's just routine procedure..."

"So, are you done with your business now?" Tang Wei squinted. "Aren't you going to get lost?"

A group of people came in a haughty manner, but left looking disheveled.

Wang Minyu looked at Tang Wei and gave him a thumbs up: "Old man, impressive."

"It's just returning the favor." Tang Wei resumed his smiling demeanor. "Dr. Wang, do you still have any stinky tofu? I'd like to pack up a whole jar to take back and show those old folks who only know how to eat foie gras and truffles."

"Yes, there is, but..." Wang Minyu rubbed his fingers together, "that's a different price."

After seeing Tang Wei off, it was already late.

Wang Minyu stood at the doorway, watching the streetlights gradually come on.

"Master, have we gotten ourselves into trouble again?" Li Siyuan asked while clearing away the dishes. "It seems like those people from the regulatory bureau aren't going to give up so easily."

"Trouble?" Wang Minyu looked at the glaring neon lights of the Kangmei Pharmaceutical building in the distance. "That's not trouble, that's just leeks that haven't been harvested yet."

He turned and walked into the shop, his voice sounding exceptionally clear in the night.

"Close the door and let Old Wu out. We should start expanding the kitchen tomorrow."