After rebirth, Jiaojiao Cook and Silly Marquis counterattacked

The next day, after Dong Qian recovered, she continued to go to the restaurant.

After seeing Dong Qian's complete recovery, the diners expressed their congratulations.

"Chef Dong, it is said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky in the future. From now on, Haohan Restaurant will definitely make a lot of money!"

"The young master's wife has a rosy complexion, she is a lucky person, and her business is booming!"

Each and every one of them said what they said from the bottom of their hearts, and some of them sent gifts.

Dong Qian recognized these people, they were not simple eaters.

It is the suppliers of some goods. Their purpose and intention of this move can no longer be obvious.

At present, Haohan Restaurant no longer needs to cooperate with redundant businessmen, so they declined these people.

Chen Yao couldn't help but spit while passing by Haohan Restaurant.

No one wanted to pay attention to this shrew, so Chen Yao was bored and returned to Zuixian Tower.

After seeing the comparison between his own restaurant and Haohan Restaurant, he sighed heavily.

Although Dong Qian won the previous bounty competition, she did not go to the capital to work as a cook.

The chef in the back kitchen of Zuixian Tower was envious.

They couldn't imagine what a courageous person Dong Qian was.

The word courage is rarely used to describe a woman, especially a woman who can only cook.

It's not like Chen Yao hasn't heard them chatting, she always feels that the word "courage" belongs to her.

But in the eyes of others, Chen Yao is just a woman who knows how to curse and is useless in the restaurant business.

If this continues, Zuixian Restaurant will be surpassed by Haohan Restaurant sooner or later, so she also found Wu Zhuang and asked him to make her a set of pots for shabu-shabu dishes.

Wu Zhuang has already had experience.

"Miss Chen, you have the paperwork, just like what Chef Dong brought out last time. If not, I wouldn't dare to make it for you!"

How could Chen Yao have such ability?

She was thinking that she might be able to get some business by imitating Dong Qian, but if she had to get all the paperwork from the government, it might not be that easy.

After all, there is already a Haohan restaurant in Yancheng.

If such a company appears again, they will actually share this profitable method equally.

Moreover, more iron will be invested than before, and it is absolutely impossible for the government to agree to it.

Chen Yao looked at Wu Zhuang's proud look and stomped away angrily.

Now, nothing can compare to Haohan Restaurant. Is it possible that Zuixian Restaurant can only be reduced to this?

Chen Yao felt very powerless in her heart, and she didn't know when the Zuixian Tower became what it is now.

On the other side, Liu Kun was not so angry when he learned that a dozen men in black failed to assassinate Dong Qian.

After all, if Dong Qian was killed so easily, he wouldn't have missed so many times before.

But another piece of news surprised him even more.

According to reports from his informants who stayed in the capital, there was a problem with some of the things he managed in the capital.

At this juncture, it was really difficult not to make Liu Kun suspect that someone had done it deliberately.

"The curculigo was not destroyed last time. I heard it was to treat Qin Han's illness. Now there is something going on in the capital...is it possible?"

Fengting stood aside and secretly guessed.

Liu Kun snorted coldly, "You are so smart, but I can't think of things you can think of?"

"Subordinates don't dare! It's just master. If Qin Han really wakes up, it won't be so easy for us."

Ever since what happened last time, Feng Ting has been very cautious in speaking.

"I make my own decision in my heart, you just have to do your part."

Liu Kun hated this kind of smart-aleck attitude.

I don't know when he started to look at Feng Ting with more and more displeasure.

In the restaurant, Qin Han sat at the table with an obedient look on his face, holding paper and pen in his hand.

This is what Dong Qian accidentally discovered. Qin Han is good at writing, but he still prefers playing with rocks than writing.

Dong Qian felt that he had to find something serious to do.

He was very obedient and practiced calligraphy in the restaurant.

Unexpectedly, Qin Han's words attracted the attention of a large number of people in an instant.

"I didn't expect Shaodong's family to have such good calligraphy. It really impresses you!"

"More than just looking at it with admiration, look at how powerful and elegant this blade is. It is beyond the reach of ordinary people like you."

A bunch of people were flattering me.

But there is one thing to say: Qin Han's calligraphy is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary people, and even imitating it will take several years of practice.

In this way, Qin Han was surrounded by so many people, so Dong Qian didn't worry about him running out suddenly or having any accidents.

Throughout the whole day, Qin Han wrote a lot, and it was obvious that he was very happy.

"Madam, Ahan doesn't want to write anymore."

On the way back, Qin Han suddenly complained to her.

Dong Qian asked with a smile.

"Why, do you see that those people today are all praising you?"

"Ahan doesn't like talking to those people. Ahan only likes to stay with my wife."

He grabbed Dong Qian's hand directly.

Dong Qian said helplessly: "Okay, okay, don't do anything you don't like. The most important thing is that we are happy!"

"When is the lady the happiest?" Qin Han asked curiously.

Dong Qian couldn't seem to tell when she was happiest.

But recently, the emotional ups and downs were all due to Qin Han's health.

"I hope you can live well. No matter what accident happens, as long as you are alive, I will be happy."

Dong Qian said with a serious face.

Qin Han also forgot about disguise for a moment, and there was a different emotion in his eyes.

Dong Qian suddenly looked at him doubtfully.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Suddenly, a sharp dart pierced the air and aimed directly at Dong Qian's neck.

Qin Han's pupils suddenly tightened, he grabbed Dong Qian's arms and pulled her into his arms.

The dart grazed her hair and was nailed to the pillar.

His sudden change made Dong Qian at a loss. She leaned into his arms, and the familiar smell spread on the tip of her nose.

"Madam, I want to eat candy cakes!" Qin Han suddenly said while holding her.

Dong Qian was stunned for a moment and pushed him away feeling helpless.

Almost all the shops are closed now, and there are no candy sold anywhere.

"Ahan, good boy, can you wait until tomorrow to buy some? Now let's go home quickly."

Dong Qian held his hand.

Unexpectedly, Qin Han, who was usually obedient, was now very stubborn.

Dong Qian pretended to be angry.

"If Ahan doesn't behave, I won't take you shopping tomorrow!"

Dong Qian realized that she was talking to him.

Qin Han's eyes were always wandering in another direction.

She also looked over curiously, and before she could turn her head, Qin Han held her face in his hands.

"Madam, let's go home quickly." His voice was trembling uncontrollably.

Dong Qian finally realized that there was something strange about him, but she couldn't tell what was strange about him.

It was as if he had just deliberately pushed himself away.

Qin Han then followed Dong Qian, putting his hands on her shoulders, always keeping alert.

The assassin hiding in the dark sneered, and the three darts in his hand flew out instantly.