He Ling couldn't lie down at home, so she went down to the kang at every turn to skewer with the hired workers, or do something else, so the blisters on her legs were accidentally worn out by her clothes, and her skin was not the kind of physique that healed easily, so it was certain that she would have a scar.

"What's that, I'm so old, just leave some scars, and besides, there are pants to cover it, so it's not in the way." He Ling didn't care too much.

Fang Yichen felt that the big scar was uncomfortable to look at, and thought that when he went to the capital this time, he had to consult with his grandmother and study to see if he could make a special ointment for removing scars or something. If you don't get it in the future, you will use it yourself, so make it first in case you need it.

So at the end of October, Fang Yichen asked Fang Dahai to send him a long vacation slip to the school, the reason was to go to the capital to see a doctor, and the time was tentatively set for half a month.

The head teacher is honest and very calm now, he doesn't even look at the fake note, and after Fang Dahai left, he threw it directly into the trash, since other parents are so irresponsible to their children, she doesn't need to care so much.

After Fang Yichen arranged everything he could think of, he explained to He Ling that if there was anything that could not be solved, he would go to the compound to find Grandpa He to find a way, and then packed his bags and stepped on the train to Beijing.

After arriving in Beijing, Fang Yichen lived a very regular life, following Grandma Li to sit in the clinic during the day, every time Grandma Li took the pulse of the patient, she had to follow it once, and then draw conclusions about the comparison with Grandma Li, mainly to accumulate experience.

Grandma Li is also very interested in the scar removal ointment that her granddaughter said. She felt that with her granddaughter's active personality, it was necessary to have some of this ointment, so she really paid attention to it. So in his free time, he flipped through his own prescriptions and studied them with his granddaughter.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Yichen was going to take the bus to his great-grandfather's to cook dinner for him, and when the two of them finished dinner, it was her time to practice.

Zeng Chengwen generally doesn't guide her anymore, because she has finished talking about it in the past three years, and what the child lacks now is practice. After practicing the piano, Fang Yichen was caught by his great-grandfather to study composition together.

Hey, she is really not a genius in this regard, so in half a month, her great-grandfather tortured her, and her hair was about to fall out.

But when she was leaving, her great-grandfather gave her a big surprise.

"Grandpa?" Fang Yichen's eyes widened as he looked at the notebook in his hand.

"Look at everything, what is written here are all songs that the two of us wrote together in our hometown. I've sorted it out, you take it back and collect it well, and when you grow up, if you want to be a singer, then take out these songs and sing them, and it's not in vain that I don't waste my heart. Zeng Chengwen touched the notebook with a reluctant expression on his face.

"Well, I must not let my grandfather's hard work go to waste, and when I grow up, I will sing all the songs here to everyone in this world." Fang Yichen happily held the notebook firmly in his arms.

"Well, you know, I still have one here, I'm only halfway through it now, and I'll give it to you when I'm done. So don't look miserable when you study the song with me in the future, think about who I'm doing this for. He never wanted to sing these songs for others, because they were all tailor-made for Yaya.

"Mmmmmmmm Fang Yichen hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug the person, "I must have a correct attitude and learn from you well, if I have inspiration after I go back, I will call you." ”

"Hmph, that's a good thing, go back two months, you can count a few calls to me." Speaking of this, Zeng Chengwen's tone was a little sour.

"That's not because of you, every time I call, you say you're busy, either practicing or what, and you have to hang up the phone without saying a word." Fang Yichen was also not satisfied.

"Then you won't pick when I'm not busy and don't play the piano."

"Then you tell me when you're not busy, when you're not playing." Fang Yichen pinched his waist and asked like a little shrew.

Zeng Chengwen was stuck, thinking about it, every day he was either teaching students at school, or playing the piano and composing music at home, and he really didn't have time.

"Alright, alright, I don't care about you like you, hurry back, it's annoying me here." But he just started to chase people.

Fang Yichen knew that he had to do this, so he hugged him and kissed him with disgust, "Then I'll go, you take care of yourself, and the next time I come to pick you up, if you lose weight again, I will really ignore you." ”

"I know, I know, at such a young age, I feel like a housekeeper, and I am careful that I can't marry when I grow up." Zeng Chengwen had a smile on his face.

"Hmph, that's impossible." Fang Yichen waved his hand and ran downstairs.

She came to Beijing for half a month, and after saying goodbye to Grandma Li and great-grandfather, she rushed back to Chaoyang City non-stop, and there was still an old man waiting for him who lacked love.

In the past half a month, I called her almost every day to complain, either that the house was empty and no one was talking, or that the food in the cafeteria was not delicious.

Fang Yichen was also convinced, when he asked him to come to the capital with him, he didn't. It's a matter of seeing the sky at home.

When she returned to Chaoyang City, there were a lot of things waiting for her to do.

first comforted the empty nesters at home for a few big meals, and then began to deal with He Ling's affairs.

In the more than ten days that she left, the man who wanted to buy the base material was still not dead, and came to the small courtyard to discuss the purchase of the base material. This time, He Ling did not drive him away, but sold him ten liters of each according to the price he had agreed at the beginning.

After that, I don't know how this matter got out, and several people came here one after another to buy the base.

He Ling was very happy, it was all the same price, and she began to set up a stall again, and the income of both sides was added together, and she couldn't close her mouth every day.

Later, Huang Kaiyang sent over ten carts with a small house on them, He Ling thought that this might be the snack cart that Yaya said, she didn't know how to use it, and she was afraid that it would be damaged, I heard Xiao Huang say that this car is not cheap, so I waited for Yaya to come back and teach her how to use this car.

After Fang Yichen came over, he demonstrated the function of the snack cart to He Ling and his family, when it was originally designed, it was not just about selling oden. What kind of food is hot and delicious in winter, of course, it is steamed buns.

He Ling and his family watched the girl work inside and outside for a while, and then the snack cart was full, leaving only one person to turn around.

"What is this for? Do we still want to sell steamed buns? "She saw the steamer.

"Yes, when the time comes, you will mainly sell oden, and you will also sell some steamed buns or tea eggs or something. It's still a little salty to eat oden with an empty mouth, plus some people have a big appetite, and they can't eat enough just to eat oden, so let's sell it with steamed buns, and there will definitely be a market. Fang Yichen thought so.

"That's right." He Ling nodded, "Then try it, if it doesn't work, the buns won't be so easy to spoil, let's keep them and eat them ourselves." ”

When Fang Yichen heard this, it was not right, my aunt didn't think it was too good to pay attention, right? No matter what, anyway, the car is ready, and it is indeed like what my aunt said, in case those workers don't like to eat steamed buns, their own families can eat them, and if they can't sell them, they won't waste it.

That's it, after the weather began to get colder, Fang's oden shotgun was replaced, and there were two more luxury snack trucks in front of the two factories, which seriously attracted a lot of people to watch the excitement.

I don't know if Fang Yichen is lucky, or if the steamed bun filling she adjusted is delicious, in short, the workers are very face-saving, and the sales of steamed buns and tea eggs are also very good.

He Ling couldn't close her mouth happily all day long, and praised and praised her snack truck.

Fang Yichen saw that the foreshadowing was almost over, and began to sell snack carts again, the price was not cheap, after all, this snack cart was like a house, and he thought that there would not be many people who bought it, but as soon as the news was released, he booked five cars.

Now there is one more income.

It's almost busy here, Fang Yichen commanded Huang Kaiyang and Wang Hao to find a store and prepare to open a bubble tea shop.

Wang Hao finally came back from Inner Mongolia, not only did he come back himself, but he also brought a thousand bags of high-quality grassland milk powder with him.

Fang Yichen's milk powder factory in Inner Mongolia started production after she bought back the machine from Hong Kong in July, and Wang Hao has been staring at the factory in Inner Mongolia in order to complete the task assigned by the boss, until the first batch of milk powder was produced, and then he came back to hand over the business.