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When Xiao Yuhan woke up in the morning, he originally planned to eat a bowl of egg fried rice before going to school, but he found that the gourmet shop was surrounded by silver-white iron plates, and only a notice was posted on it.

Xiao Yuhan, who was helpless, could only leave.

After that, some repeat customers came over one after another, and when they saw such an announcement, they also left with a sigh of disappointment.

Especially a couple in the supermarket next door, they are still planning to have a meal before leaving, and now it seems that there is no fun.

At noon, Zhao Ningning helped her deeply poisoned grandfather over, and also found this strange situation, scolded a few words, and had to leave.

Then, at the end of the evening, the principal, teachers, and students all came to prepare the food, but all of them returned in vain.

In this way, three days passed.

On Luhua Street, a shop called the Food Therapy God Shop suddenly appeared.

Some people who are familiar with the neighborhood clearly remember that this place was originally called a small food shop, but now it has become a food therapy shop.

Moreover, the building of this food therapy store is very eye-catching, the whole body is cast from a piece of silver-white steel plate, which is very hard, flashing with a faint silver light, and has a sense of future technology.

Some passers-by looked at the two-storey food therapy god shop and found that on the two glass doors at the door, there were two words in a constantly changing font.

The two glass doors read:

No sick is a restaurant

Sick is a medical center

This glass door is very peculiar, not only can there be a font change on it, but from the outside, you can't see what is going on inside, only the reflection of the opposite road.

The streets were full of cars, crowds, and some people who felt strange took a look at the shop, and finally a pale, tired young man walked towards the food therapy shop with a bag.

As a result, the young man had just stepped into the stairs, and the glass door that had been closed opened automatically, apparently containing a sensing device.

"It's kind of high-end. ”

The young man sighed inwardly, and stepped inside, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The whole shop is pure white, with cream-white tiles underfoot, and the surrounding area is far larger and brighter than the outside.

"Hey, it's not right, it's obviously very small from the outside, how can it be so big after coming in!"

The young man walked in a few steps, and his heart was full of doubts.

From the outside, he saw that the small shop was only six or seven meters long and wide, but when he came in, he found that the entire small shop space was almost seventy square meters, which was very wide, and the soles of his shoes could still hear a clear echo when he stepped on the tiles.

The young man's eyes rolled and he began to look at the therapeutic food shop.

Simple and clean, rows of double white brand new chairs are distributed on both sides, and there is a counter in front of the middle, on which lies a sleeping young man.

In front of the counter, there is a white round stool, which feels like Langzhong in ancient times.

"Boss, what is your place here?"

The young man with a tired face and dark circles quickly walked to the counter, pushed the sleeping boss, and said softly.

"Huh?"

Shi Han opened his hazy sleepy eyes, glanced at the strange guest, and then said lightly:

"Didn't the door say that if you are sick, this is the hospital, and if you are not sick, it is a restaurant. Diet therapy is a treatment method that uses food instead of medicine, which is rich in a large number of elements and nutrients. ”

"I've heard of diets, but isn't that a lie?"

The young man carrying the bag, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said lightly, wanting to see how this liar could make it up.

He was a small clerk in a nearby building, and he was so tired because of overtime, so he accidentally saw such a strange shop and walked in to take a look, but he didn't expect it to be the legendary food therapy.

Of course, in the eyes of young people, diet therapy is basically equivalent to a liar, and it has been exposed a lot on both the Internet and TV.

Shi Han is not a fool either, knowing that this guy is questioning, he patiently explained:

"It is true that a lot of nutrients and properties are lost after the ingredients are steamed, fried, fried, and roasted, but I have a special method to retain more than 90% of the nutrients of the ingredients, which can enhance the strength of the human body. ”

"Hehe, blow, keep blowing. The young man laughed at the shopkeeper and talked about it again, and ten thousand didn't believe it.

In his heart, there is such a thing as dietary therapy, which is how scammers want to deceive those fools who don't want to take injections and don't want to take medicine, how can it really cure diseases.

"Forget it, since you said that you are not sick and it is a restaurant, then bring me an egg fried rice. ”

The young man opened his face and said with a hazy face, his face pale and his body tired.

"I can get you a copy, but you may not be able to accept the price. ”

"How expensive can an egg fried rice be. ”

"It's not much, it's only 122 yuan. Shi Han said lightly, and then lay down on the white counter again.

"What? 122 yuan egg fried rice per piece!"

As soon as the young man heard this sky-high egg fried rice, his pale face turned even paler, and he turned his head and left without saying a word.

He had suspected that this so-called therapeutic food shop was a black shop, but now when he asked about the price, it was not surprising!

The angry little clerk had just walked out of the store when he bumped into a middle-aged uncle.

When the little clerk saw that the uncle wanted to enter the black shop, he hurriedly reminded:

"This uncle, this therapeutic food shop is a lie, don't go in, a bowl of egg fried rice in here costs 122 yuan, it's very dark. ”

"Hahaha, little brother, it may be that you are mistaken, this therapeutic food shop is real. The last time I ate his bowl of egg fried rice at school, I felt completely refreshed, and all my fatigue and weakness were wiped away. The food here is definitely a cure for diseases. ”

The middle-aged man laughed and said, the person who came was the principal of Xiao Yuhan's school, the amateur gourmet.

He has been coveting Shi Han's food for a long time, but he didn't expect that he was actually decorating it when he came last time, and now after he came, he found that the name of the shop had been changed, which was more appropriate.

"You're To, aren't you?"

Regarding the principal's words, the first reaction of the junior staff was that they felt that the other party was a trust and wanted to trick him into being fooled.

The principal is not a fool who understands what the other party scruples, so he simply took out 122 yuan, slapped it in the other party's hand, and said loudly:

"You take my money to eat, and if you are not satisfied, you should treat it as free, and if you think it is good, you will pay it back to me. ”

"This ......"

The little clerk pinched the money, looked at it carefully, and made sure it was true, so he half-convinced and walked into the food therapy store with the other party.

"Boss, give each of us a copy. ”

After the principal came in, he said loudly, happy in his heart, and patted the shoulder of the little clerk, looking more excited in his heart.

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

Shi Han responded, and slapped a corner button on the counter table.

Slowly, the counter where Shi Han was located slowly descended, and finally a tile closed to that side, tightly closed.

"Huh, that's good!"

When the principal and the little staff saw this scene, their eyes lit up, and they sighed that this food therapy shop has a lot of high-tech, not only the door is automatic, but they have to go down to make an egg fried rice.