After a few days, Han Jingshan looked no different from ordinary people.

His main thing is heart disease, Chen Han came back to help him out of his evil qi one after another, and he also had medicinal food to nourish his heart, so it was strange that his body did not recover.

"But you have to beware of Ma Haode, that grandson is very yin, and I am all in his way. Han Jingshan glanced at the restaurant photo hanging on the wall, and looked sad.

"Rest assured. The restaurant will get it back sooner or later. ”

"Perhaps...... It doesn't matter, it's good that you can come back. Give me the key, I want to burn incense for Uncle Chen. ”

Chen Han just handed over the key, and a shout came from outside the door: "Old Han, I heard that you are sick." ”

Doctor Bai from the clinic walked in, and his son-in-law Han Jiagou more than 20 years ago is the only foreign surname here.

"Yo, Doctor Bai, why are you here? Han Jingshan hurriedly went to greet him.

There were not many people who visited him after he got sick, and although Dr. Bai had a high consultation fee, he didn't expect to be a good person and would come to visit him.

"It's recovering well. After Bai Qingheng entered the house, he sat on the sofa with a loud voice, "I'll take two steps and take a look." ”

Han Jingshan heard that his voice was wrong, but he was happy in his heart, and he also walked around the coffee table twice.

"Thank me. Bai Qingheng said: "When your daughter grabbed the medicine, I said that your disease can be cured by me." ”

"Liar, my dad eats well. Han Muxue came over to make tea and went back directly.

"You don't understand that. My medicine contains ingredients that strengthen the spleen and appetize. You're going to have to advertise more for me in the future. ”

"But you also said that taking your medicine is not necessarily good. I can only ......" Han Muxue glanced at her father, lowered her eyes and whispered, "You can only be a dead horse doctor." ”

"If I say this, you can pay attention to it!" Bai Qingheng pointed at Han Jingshan, "At that time, the hospital sentenced Lao Han to death, only I dared to save it, and I obeyed myself with this courage." ”

"Not really. Han Muxue didn't expect the doctor to be so shameless, and looked at Chen Han who was washing vegetables in the yard, as if she hadn't heard anything.

It's not fair.

She puffed up her anger and said loudly: "It's all up to Brother Xiao Chen, he cooks for my father......"

"Hah......" Bai Qingheng patted his leg and laughed, "When will the cook be able to live for the doctor?"

"You are a doctor, why can't you cure your own disease?" Chen Han shook off the water stains on his hands and stood outside and asked.

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you don't believe me, pinch the elbow of your left arm...... And further in, harder. ”

"Ahh ”

"Nonsense, there's Quchi acupoint, whoever presses it hurts. You'll have to go back and catch up on the basics. After Chen Han finished speaking, he continued to wash vegetables, and he would go out to set up a stall later.

"Haha. Han Jingshan smiled heartily, "Why are you so energetic?"

Bai Qingheng was embarrassed and embarrassed, his face was red to the root of his ears, and he was speechless for a long time.

Outside, Han Muxue and Chen Han's ingredients were loaded into the dining car and packed up their things. As a member of the Chen family, if you don't do anything related to catering, you will inevitably gossip about others.

Besides, Han Muxue invited him to set up a stall, and agreed without hesitation.

Inside the house, Bai Qingheng finally held back another sentence and asked, "With so many things, how many days will it take to sell them out?"

Han Muxue rolled her eyes angrily and said, "I didn't say I was going to sell out." "Frankly speaking, Brother Xiao Chen did get a lot of things, all of which exceeded the amount in the past day.

"It will be sold out at noon. Chen Han is very confident.

"Haha...... How dare you say, if you can sell out, I'll eat the teapot. ”

"That's not going to work. ”

"Hey, I know you don't dare. ”

"No, the purple clay pot is very valuable, how can you pay for it?"

Burst!

Han Muxue covered her mouth and chuckled.

On the way to the mall, she was talking about Bai Qingheng's ugly face.

But I still don't have any confidence in selling so many things, even if the customers don't stop for a moment, then they have to be able to supply it.

In the room, Bai Qingheng was not idle, and inquired carefully about Han Jingshan.

After determining Chen Han's identity, he was sure that Chen Han couldn't sell so many things.

The waste grandson of the king of the kitchen is known to everyone in ten miles and eight towns.

That kid didn't have taste buds, and he didn't even feel sour when he nibbled on a few limes, it was a joke, and it was strange that he could sell so many things.

......

The traffic of Nanlong Commercial Street is very large, and the vendors who come here have to pay a high booth fee.

Han Muxue came all the way, and as soon as she stopped, she found that the position was occupied.

She said to Chen Han: "You look at the dining car first, and I'll go over." "After a few words of negotiation, I was yelled back.

"I haven't come to set up a stall for a few days, I've set up all the cages and drawers, how can I move them? Don't let me do business!" The stall owner is about forty years old, with a meaty face, and he still waves the rolling pin in his hand when he speaks.

Looking at the situation, it is clear that he is playing a scoundrel.

"It's okay, you wait for me. Chen Han walked up to the stall owner and glanced at the signboard of "Five Flavor Buns", "Are the buns authentic?"

"Hey, what you said, there is nothing more authentic in the whole Linhai than my five-flavor buns. You buy more and bring it to your friends to taste. If you don't eat five-flavor buns, you haven't been to Linhai. The stall owner chattered and talked endlessly.

Chen Han took the steamed bun, only took one bite, then spit it out directly, frowned and said, "That's it, dare to say five-flavor steamed buns, do you know why it's called such a name?"

"Five spices, of course. The stall owner slapped his hands on the flour and asked impatiently, "Are you here to find fault?"

"Huh...... Five flavors?"

"Then tell me, what is a five-flavor bun. ”

"The ingredients are dill and fennel, sedan chair, ginger and other accessories mixed together and stir-fried, and the family tried it and found that it tasted good. ”

"These are the four flavors!"

"It's wrong again, its original name is tasteless buns, which means no taste. ”

"Nonsense, how do you know ......"

"Because, I am the inventor. There is something wrong with your pork, the flavor and flavor are too strong, and the flour is also adulterated. ”

"Fart!" the stall owner picked up the rolling pin, and before he could intimidate the other party, his palm hurt as if it had been cut by a knife, and when he looked down, his hand was empty.

"Even the rolling pin has a problem. ”

I don't know when the rolling pin arrived in Chen Han's hand, he secretly carried the Taiyi Sutra, held both ends with both hands, and twisted it in reverse.

Click.

The rolling pin was directly broken, and the broken lines were clear, and it was a dense and strong mahogany.

The stall owner's eyes almost popped out, this rolling pin was heavy, and he knew in his heart how strong it was.

"Make room for my sister, right away. Chen Han said, threw over the two pieces of wood, and returned to the stall to chat with Han Muxue.

The stall owner finally relented, but his wife couldn't look past it. The two quarreled a few words, arguing with red faces and stabbing ears.

It didn't take long for him to remove the cage drawer.

Han Muxue looked surprised, he had been setting up the stall for so long, he knew that his neighbor was a grumpy lord, and asked curiously: "What did you tell him, why did he listen to you?"

"In case of trouble, you have to be reasonable. ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"Or else?"

As soon as the stall was set up, a young man came up, sweating profusely, and he glanced at his watch: "Boss, I'm in a hurry! It's only ten minutes away, can you have two fried noodles, one fried noodles, and two fried cakes?"

"Sorry, time is too tight......"

Han Muxue was about to refuse, but Chen Han patted her on the shoulder and lifted the spoon.

Chen Han asked, "What flavor do you want?" ”

Han Muxue gasped, okay, it's a big deal to apologize to the customer later, and it can't disturb Brother Xiao Chen's interest.