Chapter 133: The chairman passed it on to Jiang Minghao
"How did you know?"
Fang Tanya turned around and glanced at Jiang Minghao with great interest.
Jiang Minghao smiled and said: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking and understanding."
"So you can see it, but I seem to have heard that you, the doctor at Jiang Medical Hall, are a quack!" Fang Tanya smiled sweetly, and anyone who just inquired about Jiang Medical Hall's reputation in the Chinese Medicine Street would know.
Jiang Minghao spread his hands without replying, sat down and stopped talking.
"He is not a quack." But Chen Guoguo said to Fang Tanya angrily.
Fang Tanya smiled charmingly, looked at Jiang Minghao who was sitting there and said nothing, and asked with interest: "How do you buy this beauty herbal tea?"
"One hundred yuan a cup!" Chen Guoguo hummed.
Jiang Minghao was shocked. Fang Tanya took out three hundred yuan without saying a word and said with a smile: "Pack me three cups."
"Okay." Chen Guoguo was not polite. She charged three hundred yuan and poured three cups of beauty herbal tea for Fang Tanya to pack.
Jiang Minghao stood up, took three hundred yuan from Chen Guoguo, found fifty-five yuan in change and gave it to Fang Tanya: "Fifteen yuan a cup."
Fang Tanyamei smiled, and then Jiang Minghao took the money in his hand. Secretary Xu Lan took Chen Guoguo and packed three cups of herbal tea, and said: "I will come back to you if it works."
"Thank you, walk slowly."
Jiang Minghao nodded and watched Fang Tanya and the others leave before sitting down and continuing to play with his mobile phone. Chen Guoguo pouted and said: "Brother Hao, what are you doing? She doesn't believe you anyway, so why not cheat her out of money?"
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Jiang Minghao smiled and said, "Okay, go back and get busy."
"Mr. Fang, do you really want to drink?"
After one last round of the traditional Chinese medicine street, Fang Tanya returned to the car and looked at the beauty herbal tea in her hand. Secretary Xu Lan looked nervous and said, "It's better not to drink it, Mr. Fang. At first glance, it's something made out of mystery. I've never seen it before."
I’ve heard that herbal tea can also beautify your skin.”
"It's quite strange."
Fang Tanya narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the beauty herbal tea in her hand, and said: "But Chinese medicine is profound and profound, and maybe it really has some beauty effects. Even if it doesn't, it won't kill people."
"Can…"
Before Xu Lan finished speaking, Fang Tanya started to drink. After drinking, she nodded and smiled: "It tastes pretty good, with the taste of lotus and licorice flowers. It seems that he put a lot of thought into the formula. It is suitable for girls to drink."
Xu Lan sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I hope nothing will happen..."
For the rest of the afternoon, Jiang Minghao stayed in front of his herbal tea stall. Except for the curious glances from passers-by, no one asked about his beauty herbal tea and body-building herbal tea.
It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Jiang Minghao closed the stall and put away the herbal tea. Fortunately, he made a little herbal tea at the beginning.
After closing the door of Jiang Medical Hall, Jiang Minghao rode an electric car to the vegetable market. After selling the vegetables, he returned directly to Jinghe Villa. He saw Zhang Wenguo drinking tea in the courtyard tea pavilion while admiring a pair of clothes he had just brought back from Xiguan Antique City.
Ancient paintings.
"Dad, isn't mom home?" Jiang Minghao asked Zhang Wenguo in the tea pavilion while carrying the dishes.
"Your mother went out to play mahjong, so there's no need for her dinner. By the way, Xiao Jiang, how about you come over and take a look at my painting?"
Zhang Wenguo waved to Jiang Minghao and couldn't wait to share that he had brought back an ancient painting. He said excitedly: "This is an ancient painting I brought back from Xiguan Antique City at noon. Although it is not a work by a famous artist, judging from the painting techniques,
It’s also worth collecting.”
Jiang Minghao went over and looked at the ancient paintings on the coffee table, which were typical splash-ink landscape paintings. In terms of painting techniques, they looked really good on the surface.
"Dad, how much did you pay for this painting?" Jiang Minghao asked.
"Well, how about 1.2 million? Is it worth it?" Zhang Wenguo said with a smile.
But Jiang Minghao shook his head, pointed to the canvas, and said, "This is a modern craft canvas, and the painting's axis head is carved from sandalwood, which is also carved with a modern craft knife. This should be an antique painting craft."
"What, imitation of ancient paintings?" Zhang Wenguo stared at Jiang Minghao in disbelief.
"Well, it's probably worth tens of thousands of dollars." Jiang Minghao nodded and smiled at Zhang Wenguo.
"No, you can read paintings?" Zhang Wenguo looked at Jiang Minghao suspiciously.
Jiang Minghao shrugged and said with a smile: "If you don't believe it, you can show it to someone else to check it for you. I'll go in and cook first."
Seeing Jiang Minghao carrying vegetables back to the kitchen of the villa, Zhang Wenguo was stunned, immediately put away the ancient paintings and drove out quickly.
Now he couldn't think about having dinner, he had to quickly find a friend to confirm whether the painting was a forgery or not.
Seeing Zhang Wenguo hurried out, Jiang Minghao shook his head and smiled.
My father-in-law has a bit of ink in his belly and likes to collect ancient paintings and antiques, but he is not even an amateur. Most of the things he picks up outside are fake.
Jiang Minghao couldn't tell it before, but now he can clearly see the age and authenticity of these antiques.ωωw..net
Antiquities themselves carry a kind of time and history. Jiang Minghao can identify whether they are antiquities based on the antiquity of the antiquities.
Zhang Wenguo went out, his mother-in-law played mahjong, and Ye Ziyao didn't get off work, so Jiang Minghao had dinner alone, and he was happy to have some peace and quiet.
After dinner, Jiang Minghao took a medical book in the tea pavilion in the courtyard, brewed a cup of tea and began to re-research some recipes for herbal tea.
With his current financial capacity, he cannot use good medicinal materials to prepare herbal tea, otherwise the beauty herbal tea would be even more effective.
"You loser, you bought a fake painting for 1.2 million..." Before I saw anyone, I heard my mother-in-law Ye Aiqin scolding me.
Zhang Wenguo held the ancient painting in his hand, followed back with a shrug, and said bitterly: "I didn't expect that bastard, Fatty Wang, to sell me a fake painting."
He just took the ancient painting to a friend for appraisal. As Jiang Minghao said, the ancient painting was a modern imitation and had no collection value. Zhang Wenguo was ashamed and angry about this. One million and two hundred thousand was not worth it to him.
It's a lot of money, but it doesn't feel good to be cheated.
"Hmph, I'll go with you tomorrow. I must return this painting, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
Ye Aiqin gave Zhang Wenguo a hard look, but when she saw Jiang Minghao drinking tea leisurely in the tea pavilion, he immediately shouted: "What are you looking at? Why don't you cook some chicken legs for me, Abi?"
Looking at the teddy dog held by the mother-in-law, she sighed slightly, this dog lived a more comfortable life than me...
It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Ye Ziyao drove back alone in the Mercedes-Benz. She looked tired. Ye Aiqin asked: "Ziyao, why do you look so bad?"
"It's okay. I'm tired from working overtime. Mom, I look like I'm taking a shower."
Ye Ziyao didn't want to bring her company troubles home, so she walked up to the second floor without looking at Jiang Minghao, who was feeding the teddy dog.
However, seeing Ye Ziyao's pale and tired look, Jiang Minghao didn't pay much attention. He knew that she was busy with the development of New Century City in Lindong District and had worked overtime until now...
The next morning, Jiang Minghao made breakfast as usual. Ye Ziyao wore a pink shirt and a light blue hip-covering skirt. Her beautiful white legs were as straight and attractive as ivory, and she stepped on a pair of exquisite high heels.
Go down the stairs.
Jiang Minghao turned to look at her, but found that her face was a little pale and she was in low spirits, so he asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Ye Ziyao was not energetic. She glanced at Jiang Minghao and sat down to have breakfast without speaking to him.
Jiang Minghao served her a bowl of porridge and said with a smile: "No matter how busy you are at work, your body is your own, so you should get more rest."
"Like you, staying in your shabby medical clinic every day with nothing to do?" Ye Ziyao narrowed her eyes slightly and snorted coldly to Jiang Minghao.
Jiang Minghao was startled, smiled and stopped talking.
"I won't eat anymore." Ye Ziyao stood up, took her bag and car keys and left.
Watching her drive away, Jiang Minghao smiled helplessly. He was used to Ye Ziyao's indifferent attitude and thought that he was a useless, unmotivated loser...