The best foodies in history

Chapter 175 Mom Made Meat Stew Home

Waiting for the mournful woman to put on her clothes, Han Zheng earnestly fixed her hair.

"You are so big, how can you still act like a child? Go home and give your husband one green onion every three days to ensure that he is alive and well, but you must pay attention to nourishing the kidneys!"

Han Zheng handed a bottle of mineral water to the woman, "Sister Jingwen is obedient, if I have a chance in the future, I will love/you!"

Only then did Yan Jingwen chuckle, took the mineral water, and said leisurely: "Okay, don't pretend to be serious with me, I know you guys very well, turn left at the intersection ahead, there is a Baifeng noodle shop, there is me My sister's house."

Turning around the intersection and driving about 200 meters, Han Zheng saw the Baifeng noodle shop. At this time, the business in the shop was booming, and people who bought pasta were queuing up. After getting off the car, Yan Jingwen put his hand on Han Zheng's arm. Pinch it.

Han Zheng shrugged shamelessly, and said, "Don't blame me, whoever made you provoke me, this is your punishment!" Although he said that, he still helped Yan Jingwen, who dared not walk, into the store.

Zou Baifeng, who was busy in the store, saw his cousin coming, and greeted him, "Sister, come in and wait for me, I'm too busy right now!"

Han Zheng saw that Zou Baifeng was packing steamed buns and flower rolls for customers. He was hungry after strenuous exercise.

"Well, yes, big sister, your steamed rolls are the taste of the past!" Han Zheng was dragged into the back room by Yan Jingwen, "You are a guy who knows everything, what good is a steamed roll?"

Yan Jingwen really wondered how a rich man like Han Zheng would set up a stall to sell green onions, but he was also lucky that he sold green onions, and it was also lucky that he went to the hospital to buy skin care products for his dead ghost, so that he could taste the taste of happiness.

Taking Han Zheng out of the back room is a cross courtyard. Behind the cross courtyard is the room where Zou Baifeng and his wife lived. After entering the house, Han Zheng and the two also saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed, Zou Baifeng's husband Wu Chunliang.

"Cousin, why are you free to come here today?" Wu Chunliang said enthusiastically after seeing Yan Jingwen, getting up from the boat.

Yan Jingwen got down with Han Zheng's support, looked at Wu Chunliang and said, "Today I brought an expert over to show you your waist. If I can cure you, Xiaofeng won't have to work so hard."

"I also heard that your family is going to give this house to your younger brother because you can't carry on the family line. In short, it's not fair to Xiaofeng. Let my younger brother show you. Maybe there is still salvation. You also have a son early and turn our family into a house. Xiaofeng's confession can be regarded as compensation for her!"

Hearing Yan Jingwen's thorny words, Wu Chunliang lowered his head in shame, while Han Zheng smiled, walked up to Wu Chunliang, and said, "Let me check it for you."

After probing with mental power, Han Zheng discovered that Wu Chunliang's lumbar muscle strain was too serious, so that he was mentally decadent and suppressed for too long, which caused his ability to decline sharply.

"The problem is not too serious and you can recover. After I treat you with qigong, you can basically recover!" Han Zheng said, pressing his palm on Wu Chunliang's waist.

"You know how to do qigong? Treat me later!" Yan Jingwen said, her face flushed slightly when she thought of her injured part.

Han Zheng smiled badly, Yan Jingwen was shy and angry at that shameless look, and made the goblin mobilize the original energy points to Wu Chunliang, improve and repair the waist, and at the same time comb the kidneys and that thing aside.

Withdrawing his palm, Han Zheng looked at the drowsy Wu Chunliang and said to Yan Jingwen, "You're done, leave him two scallions, let him eat to restore the passion that has been suppressed for a long time."

"It's all right?" Yan Jingwen really couldn't believe it this time, Han Zheng waved his hand and said, "Let him sleep for a while, let's go out and talk."

When he came to the front room, Han Zheng saw that Zou Baifeng had finished his work, so he smiled and said, "Sister Baifeng, now I have a job with a monthly salary of more than [-]. Would you like it?"

Zou Baifeng, who was cleaning the steamer, stopped moving, turned around and looked at Han Zheng curiously, "What kind of job pays 1 yuan a month?" Yan Jingwen beside him was also curious.

After Han Zheng tasted Zou Baifeng's picture scrolls, he had a plan in mind. Foodie Paradise opened, but there was a shortage of a pasta master, so he fell in love with Zou Baifeng.

"It's my own restaurant. It will open tomorrow. I'm short of a noodle chef. I want to hire you with a high salary. Would you like it?"

Zou Baifeng looked at Yan Jingwen. The salary of [-] yuan a month moved her heart, but he didn't understand why Han Zheng hired him, and she didn't know the relationship between Han Zheng and her cousin.

"Xiaofeng, just go! You can't make much money for a month if you stay here early and late. This guy is a rich man. If he doesn't make money, he won't make it for nothing. He obeys his cousin and agrees to him."

Yan Jingwen's words obviously reassured Zou Baifeng a lot, so he nodded and said, "That's okay, when will you go to work?"

Han Zheng smiled with satisfaction and said, "The former Baizhenwei Restaurant is now renamed Foodie Paradise. You can report to the manager Ye Tianyang at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, and just say that I arranged for you to come here."

Later, after learning that her husband had recovered from illness, Zou Baifeng invited Han Zheng to stay for dinner, but Han Zheng politely refused, telling him to let Wu Chunliang eat a green onion after waking up, and eat another three days later.

They drove Yan Jingwen back to the hospital. On the way, Yan Jingwen pursed her lips and said resentfully: "Little friend, you haven't treated me yet! My husband will definitely be suspicious if I go back like this."

Han Zheng was speechless, and said with a smirk: "I'm afraid my husband will find out, you are still so bold, or how can I say that you women are all emotional animals, and you don't care when you get passionate."

Parked the car on the side of the road and said to Yan Jingwen: "Straighten your legs, we will give you Qigong physical therapy!" Yan Jingwen whispered: "Can you treat through clothes?"

"I've seen it all, what's there to be embarrassed about!"

"Necrosis, take me back to the hospital, sister wants to go home, stay away from you bad guy!" Yan Jingwen gave Han Zheng a coquettish look.

When we returned to the hospital, it was already evening, Yan Jingwen and Han Zheng kissed goodbye, and then drove away in his Ferrari. After Yan Jingwen left, Han Zheng received a call from his mother.

Wu Bihan told Han Heng that the pig Wang Ming sent had already been slaughtered, and everyone was waiting for him to go back to make the stewed pork, because in the afternoon, Wu Bihan asked Chef Yang to stew ribs, the delicious meat was several Everyone was intoxicated by eating.

Especially Ye Tianyang, who caught a cold and ate with everyone, healed up after a meal of pork ribs, his nose didn't run and his fever subsided, and he felt refreshed.

After putting down the phone, Han Zheng saw that the middle-aged doctor from the previous hospital was standing outside the car as if I had something to say, "I'm sorry, my mother told me to go home and cook meat. We can talk about it another day!"

But the middle-aged doctor still left Han Zheng's phone number with a deadpan face.

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