Jianglong Town, a century-old house.

In the messy living room, Chen Han knelt in front of the spiritual throne and lit ancient books.

"Grandpa, I'll show you the food classics, but unfortunately I can't let you taste the food. ”

The fire in the basin flickered.

The paper turned to soft ashes.

After kowtowing, he slowly stood up, with a long figure and handsome facial features.

Especially a pair of eyes, under the reflection of the firelight, can faintly probe the violent energy contained in the depths of the eyes.

Ten years ago, he was forced to leave.

Now, he's back.

"Boom ......"

Like a muffled thunder exploding.

Chen Han looked out the window, and the courtyard wall had collapsed.

Outside, bulldozer engines roared.

"Haha, today, even if the house is demolished and the ground is dug out of the water, we have to find the Chen recipe!"

The fat man carried a hammer and led people into the hospital.

"Fat brother, will the recipe really be hidden at home?"

The fat brother scratched his chin and pouted: "The only seedling of the Chen family is a waste, and he has no sense of taste and smell. What's the use of taking away recipes? ”

The crowd began to move, churning around the yard.

"Stop it!" Chen Han raised his foot and rushed out of the room.

The old mansion has been repaired for several generations, and it is the hard work of the Chen family, and someone dares to destroy it.

The fat brother was stunned.

Everyone didn't expect that there were still people hiding in the house.

"Which coffin board is not tightly covered, you hairy boy comes out. The fat man weighed the hammer, his eyes were not good, "You dare to remember the recipe!"

Chan's recipes have a lot of energy.

More than ten years ago, a family banquet cooked by Chen Mingsong was sold for tens of millions of dollars.

It can be said that whoever masters Chen's recipes will be able to occupy the leading position in Linhai City, and then radiate the entire Dongqi Province.

"I don't have to worry about recipes, this is my home. Chen Han gritted his teeth and paused word by word, "Zhou Shengmao!" Even if he hadn't seen him for many years, he recognized the fat man who often ate at Chen's house.

"Yo ......" Zhou Shengmao looked at Chen Han repeatedly, and suddenly realized. didn't admit his identity, "Take out the recipe, or a cat and a dog can say that he is the grandson of the chef." Also, you want to call Fat Brother!"

After hearing this, Chen Han was very chilled.

Other villagers said that it didn't matter, but Zhou Shengmao couldn't.

Back then, the Zhou family survived with the grace of the Chen family, and later lost money in business, and relied on the Chen family to pick up the plane.

Now, he has turned into a white-eyed wolf. Help people demolish the old house of the Chen family.

"Zhou Shengmao, have you forgotten how the Chen family's epidemic happened to you?"

"Bah!" Fat Zhou spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, his face full of disdain, "Your family is so rich, shouldn't you do a little favor?" ”

"The recipe belongs to the Chen family. ”

"Can you tell the smell of waste, beer and urine? ”

"You can divide it?"

"Of course!"

"And you've drunk it all?"

"Damn, Han Jingshan's old thing is not dead yet, you dare to entertain Lao Tzu when he comes out again!" Zhou Shengmao's face trembled, and his hands clenched the hammer.

"What's wrong with Han Bo?"

Chen Han almost didn't stand firm, and his heart was in a trance.

At that time, the Chen family was designed to go bankrupt, and in order to take refuge and seek medical treatment, his grandfather took him away from home.

The old mansion has been maintained by Han Bo, and he is like his grandfather's adopted son. If not, in the past ten years of feng shui and sunshine, the house would have leaked rain and mold.

"Haha, that old thing is hopeless. ”

"Smack!" Chen Han shook his hand and slapped Zhou Shengmao in the face, "Make it clear." ”

The people around were stunned.

This kid dared to be the first to do it when everyone was a decoration.

"Grass your grandma, I'll kill you!" Zhou Shengmao was beaten in front of him, if he didn't get it back, he wouldn't be able to mix it up in the future. Raise the hammer and slash at Chen Han.

He has been practicing with his master for a year and a half, although he didn't pay much attention, but his weight was there, and this hammer went down, whirring and winding.

Some people covered their eyes with their hands and did not dare to look.

Others hid backwards, fearing that blood would be splattered on them.

Click!

Before the hammer was falling, the handle was broken by Chen Han's punch, and the fist was fierce, going straight to the fat Zhou's cheeks.

In an instant, nosebleeds gushed.

Zhou Shengmao felt that the soy sauce bottle had been knocked over, salty and fishy, his head was buzzing, and he fell to the ground in a daze.

Several people rushed up and were knocked to the ground by Chen Han's three punches and two kicks, as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Seeing this situation, the rest of the people were dumbfounded, and they only dared to circle around Chen Han, how could they dare to do it.

"Don't be stunned, you guys are on it together. ”

Chen Han beckoned to everyone.

Everyone looked at each other and retreated.

There was a roar of engines outside, but it was the driver of the bulldozer who saw that the situation was not good and fled.

"Don't run!" As soon as Chen Han shouted, the people around him scattered and fled outside.

Zhou Shengmao was also climbing, but his legs and feet were weak, and it was not easy to climb.

"Fat Zhou, where are you going?" Chen Han pulled him up from the ground, "Take me to Han Bo." ”

Grandpa died, the whereabouts of his parents are unknown, and his life and death are uncertain.

Han Bo is the closest person to him now, and he must not have anything to do.