Yang Chen slumped down on a wicker chair in the reception area of Jisheng Hall, holding a bowl of ginseng soup in his hand. His complexion looked much better.
At this moment, the door to the study room slowly opened.
Sun Siyuan, who was wearing a black tunic suit, looked energetic, with rosy cheeks and bright eyes. He walked out with steady steps.
"Mr. Sun, how do you feel after having a good sleep?"
Yang Chen turned his head, looked at Sun Siyuan walking towards him, and said with a smile.
"My little friend's medical skills are really amazing. This is the third time I've had acupuncture. I feel like my blood is boiling all over my body. I'm full of strength. I feel much better than before."
Sun Siyuan cupped his fists and smiled.
"The Nine Yin and Nine Yang Qi Replenishing Acupuncture is originally designed to stimulate the power of Qi and blood in the human body. After three acupuncture sessions, plus taking the decoction, Mr. Sun, your physical fitness is now similar to that of a fifty-year-old person."
"You can enter the second stage of treatment after a period of time, and pull out all the residual poison remaining in the body's meridians. By then, your complexion will be several times stronger than now."
Yang Chen smiled.
"My little friend, this is..."
While speaking, Sun Siyuan had already approached. He looked at Yang Chen's face, which was slightly pale, and his complexion was not very good. He was a little worried, and then turned to look at Sun Yahan, who was wearing a cheongsam and with a graceful figure: "Yahan, Yang Chen is here for grandpa.
The acupuncture consumes so much, you should take good care of it!"
"Mr. Sun misunderstood. Yahan had prepared ginseng soup for me a long time ago. The third acupuncture was used to sort out all the meridians of the whole body. The consumption was greater than the previous one, and it consumed a little more mental energy, but it was fine.
Already."
As Yang Chen spoke, he ran "Hegemonic Qi" for a while. His face became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. His slightly tired expression suddenly changed, and he looked energetic: "Thank you, Miss, for the loving soup."
"Blind poor..."
Sun Yahan looked at Yang Chen's straight eyes, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she rolled her eyes.
How could he hide this scene from Sun Siyuan?
He hesitated to speak, and secretly sighed in his heart: "Hey...this is no chance. If Yang Chen hadn't gotten married yet, he and Yahan would really be a match made in heaven..."
"Mr. Sun, I have written the next prescription to Yahan. Take another course of Chinese medicine and I will help you remove the poison in half a month."
"I have something else to do. I have to go to Su's Restaurant, so I'll leave first."
Yang Chen said, stood up, said hello, turned around and walked out the door.
"Grandpa, I'll go and see you off."
Upon hearing that Yang Chen was going to find Su Xueer, Sun Yahan's heart actually felt a little bit sad.
She muttered, then stepped out with her long legs and twisted her waist.
"Yang Chen, wait a moment."
Seeing Yang Chen who had already started his motorcycle and was about to leave, Sun Yahan pushed open the door of Ji Sheng Hall and walked out. Regardless of the looks of the people around her, she shouted loudly.
Pedestrians passing by saw such a charming Sun Yahan walking straight towards Yang Chen, who was riding a motorcycle and looked like a villager. They were so angry that they almost broke their teeth.
"Is something wrong?"
Yang Chen held a cigarette in his mouth, admiring Sun Yahan's figure from head to toe, and looked at Sun Yahan's face with a satisfied expression.
"Can you... please be more honest with your eyes? If you believe it, I will tell your wife."
Sun Yahan's breathing was a little rapid, her cheeks felt hot, and she muttered.
"It's none of my business, it's up to your eyes to see."
Yang Chen made an innocent expression and said.
"loquacious!"
Sun Yahan gritted her teeth and seemed to enjoy Yang Chen's playful smile. She changed the subject and said, "Um... can you help me with something?"
"If the boss orders me, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Yang Chen clasped his fists, looking like a jungle hero.
"It's not that serious!"
"It's just... I want to change my car. Can you accompany me to Donghai City in two days to help me with my advice?"
Sun Yahan said.
"Do you care about the food?"
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
"The 4S shop is in charge of lunch. I'll treat you and Wan'er to hot pot in the evening."
Sun Yahan raised her head and said expectantly.
"Okay. Just take care of the food. The boss's wool will not be wasted until it is harvested."
"Call me then."
Without thinking, Yang Chen agreed on the spot, then stepped on the accelerator and headed straight for the Su Family Restaurant in Ningxian Central Square with a strong smell of gasoline.
"What's so charming about Amelia Su..."
Looking at Yang Chen walking away, Sun Yahan held her cheongsam in both hands, gritted her teeth, turned around and entered the Jisheng Hall.
At this moment, Yang Chen didn't know that his damn charm had planted a green bud in Sun Yahan's heart.
He braked handsomely, and Xia Jiang's motorcycle stopped at the door of Su's restaurant.
"Huo! So many people?"
Yang Chen looked at the crowd of distinguished guests on the first floor through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and took a breath of surprise: "If this happens every day, how much money will we make in this day? It seems... I also have 10% of the shares in Su's Restaurant, right?
Su Xueer forced it on me last time. Fortunately, I didn't refuse, otherwise I would have missed the opportunity to make money."
After the first batch of medicinal chicken was purchased by Sujia Restaurant, Sujia Restaurant's business boomed overnight, and in just three days it brought back the customers who had originally lost to Shuanglin Hotel.
Now the daily limit is two hundred medicated chicken dishes. One chicken can make two servings of medicated chicken, and one portion can be sold for 200 yuan. This is equivalent to the medicated chicken soup made from one medicated fragrant chicken, which can be sold for 400 yuan at Sujia Restaurant.
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Yang Chen purchased native chickens for 80 yuan, spent 20 yuan to obtain cost feed, and sold them to Su Xueer for 200 yuan. Each chicken earned 100 yuan.
In addition, Su Xueer called herself a few days ago and forced herself to get 10% of the shares, which is equivalent to an extra 40 yuan in profit for each chicken, adding up to a net profit of 140 yuan per chicken.
And this is not counting the other profits of Sujia Restaurant.
When he thought of so much money, Yang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that reluctantly agreeing to the shares sent by Su Xueer on the phone that day was the right choice.
Seeing that the more than twenty waiting seats on both sides of the Su's Restaurant entrance were filled with people, Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets and walked in.
As soon as you enter the door, the aroma of herbal chicken soup fills the hall.
It's lunch time now, and the seven or eight waiters are very busy, but they are all filled with excited smiles.
The better the Su's restaurant's business, the higher their bonuses will be.
"Mr. Yang, you are here."
At this moment, an anxious voice came from my ear.
Turning around, he saw a girl in black uniform standing next to him. It was Guo Qian, the lobby manager of Su's Restaurant.
"Um... where is your Mr. Su?"
Suddenly being called Mr. Yang, Yang Chen's thick skin actually felt a little hot and he hesitated.
"Mr. Yang, I'm about to go to Qingshan Village to find you."
Guo Qian's face was full of anxiety and she lowered her voice and said.
"What happened?"
Yang Chen looked at Guo Qian's anxious look, frowned slightly, and asked.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Su has not shown up since he returned from get off work yesterday, and he has not been in the service area when he called. This morning is a regular meeting. Mr. Su is never absent. Even if something really happens, he will call in advance."
"President Su told me before that if anything happens, I will go to Qingshan Village to find you."
Guo Qian said.
"You mean...Amelia Su is missing?"
When Yang Chen heard this, he instantly understood the core of it.
"Dingle bell!"
At this moment, the phone at the front desk rang.
The cashier waiter answered the phone and suddenly looked up at Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, I'm here to see you."