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Today was Saturday, so many people didn't have to work. The guests in the restaurant arrived later than usual.

Just as Zhong Runqiang and his wife were praising Yang Fann's Secret Seasoning and looking forward to tomorrow, the first customer came to them. "Old Zhong, give me a bowl of beef broth, a plate of chili peppers, and a half kilo of pancake.

"Old Zhang is here. Please wait for a moment, the thing is about to arrive!"

First uncle deftly filled an empty bowl with shallots, cilantro, garlic seedlings, a little salt and sugar, and a spoonful of chilli sauce with red oil. Of course, there was a thin slice of cooked beef, which he poured into the boiling broth.

"En!" Old Zhang sniffled, "Old Zhong, it looks like the beef broth today is a bit special. It smells really good."

"Haha, Old Zhang, try it. I added in the Secret Seasoning I bought from Jiangnan City, so that you'll be satisfied with it!"

Yang Fann slapped his forehead, "Ugh, First Uncle is a very honest person, even telling the truth, can't you say that you made the Secret Seasoning yourself? But that's good too, this way you don't need to cause too much trouble, in case anyone has thoughts on the Secret Seasoning's formula. "

"Oh? What Secret Seasoning, could it be chemical fragrances? " Old Zhang was probably familiar with Zhong Runqiang, so he was not polite when he spoke.

"How is that possible? Old Zhang, you've known me for so many years. When have I ever had such a bunch of playthings?" Zhong Runqiang wasn't angry. They were all old customers, so it was normal for them to be joking around.

"Old Zhang, don't just go around drinking. Give us some advice?" Zhong Runqiang asked nervously as he saw Old Zhang not stop once he started drinking and didn't say anything for a long time.

Old Zhang didn't have time to say anything. He had seen the beef broth in the old Zhong's store today, so what was wrong with it? Why was it so delicious?

Just as Old Zhang was sweating profusely from drinking, two more guests came in from outside. "Old Zhong, two bowls of millet congee, a pound of golden silk cake, and a plate of marmalade melon."

"Alright, let's do it now!" Oh right, the beef broth today is pretty good. You two don't want to try it? " Zhong Runqiang also knew these two customers and they were also regular customers, so he started promoting them.

"I don't want the beef broth today. I drank too much last night, so I'm rather bored early in the morning. I just need to eat something light." The two guests raised their heads and saw Old Zhang, who was furiously drinking beef soup. "Eh, isn't this Old Zhang? What are you drinking? It's so fragrant that you can't even talk?"

As he spoke, the two customers sniffed the soup with all their might, "Beef broth, why is the beef broth today so fragrant? Old Zhong, forget it, let's not use millet porridge anymore. We also want beef broth!"

"Alright, two bowls of secret beef soup. I'll be there shortly!" Zhong Runqiang was in a good mood when he saw that the beef broth with the Secret Seasoning was going to become popular.

Afterwards, a few other customers came one after another. There were those who directly ordered beef broth, those who wanted millet porridge, and those who wanted porridge; however, after seeing a few guys who disregarded their image to drink beef broth, they changed their minds and also ordered the secret brewing beef broth.

At this time, the first person to enter the restaurant, Old Zhang, had already finished drinking. While wiping his mouth, he shouted, "Old Zhong, bring me another bowl of beef soup to take with you for my wife to have a taste."

A customer immediately shouted, "Old Zhang, you're such a good husband. Your wife has really been blessed to be able to marry you!"

In the time it took to have a meal, the Zhong Family's secret recipe, the beef soup, was on fire. In the place where the Qingshan Town was as big as a person's palm, a few customers who had been stunned by the beef soup spread the news, and soon enough, a lot of people came to drink the beef soup.

There were even a few guests who came over directly from other restaurants. The phone rang halfway through their meal, and when they picked up the call they heard that there was beef soup they had never tasted before.

Restaurant customers flocked to the door, but the Zhong Runqiang couple were overjoyed. They couldn't remember how long it had been since the business had been so lively.

Well, from the day this restaurant opened, it had never been so lively!

Seeing the Eldest Uncle and his wife happily smiling, Yang Fann was also very happy. Life was just about that. Love and kinship plus friendship could make loved ones happy, lovers happy, and friends happy. He was satisfied.

The business was so good that it exceeded Zhong Runqiang and his wife's expectation. Even Yang Fann did not expect the beef broth with the Secret Seasoning to be so popular. Just the beef broth alone was sold into three big pots.

After washing his face with clean water, Yang Fann greeted his first uncle and his wife, saying that he wanted to go to Old Principal's home.

Looking at the Golden Cup, Yang Xiuli sighed with emotion, "Old Zhong, we didn't love Fann for nothing before. He's good at both talent and understanding. It seems like we'll have to rely on him in the future!"

Old Principal was living at Qingshan Town High School. The school was outside the town, more than a mile away from Qingshan Town.

As class was not scheduled for Saturday at school, Yang Fann drove the car straight to Old Principal's house. He carried a large watermelon with him and got off the car, preparing to let Old Principal's family have a taste of the dishes.

It was not that Yang Fann was stingy; he only carried a watermelon and came to visit. Each watermelon was at least a hundred catties in size. If not for Yang Fann's increase in strength after drinking the Spatial Spring Water, it would have been difficult for him to carry one watermelon.

He couldn't just drag the watermelon to his house one by one. That would be too shocking. Yang Fann didn't want others to see him as a monster, and he also didn't want the authorities to capture him as a mouse and study him.

The one who opened the door for Yang Fann was Old Principal's son, the chief of Qingshan Town Police, Lee Mingxuan.

Seeing Yang Fann carrying a giant watermelon, Lee Mingxuan immediately laughed out loud: "Good boy, you still know how to come? It's been so long since I last visited, and here I thought you had forgotten about us! "

Yang Fann was sweating profusely: "Brother Li, why do your words sound so weird? My tone sounds like a grudging wife. "Little Xuan Xuan, aren't I here already? What else do you have to say for yourself?"

"Good kid, your skin is itchy isn't it? How dare you talk back to your Brother Li?" "Hurry up and get in here. This old man has been talking about you all day long, and I'm almost having calluses in my ears from listening. I really suspect that one of us is his own!"

Lee Mingxuan was not even thirty years old this year. His name sounded very elegant, but in reality, he was a huge man with a tall and sturdy figure and an imposing manner. He also had some real martial arts skills and skill, otherwise, he wouldn't have become the police station's director at such a young age.

According to the local rules, if a guest came to visit with a gift, the host family had to take it personally or it would be very rude. Although Yang Fann and Old Principal's family was on good terms, the rule was the rule and even Lee Mingxuan, the police chief, was no exception.

Therefore, Lee Mingxuan reached out to hug the large watermelon in Yang Fann's arms. Before Yang Fann could remind him to be careful, the watermelon had already been received by Lee Mingxuan.

In the end, Lee Mingxuan, who made the wrong choice, slipped and fell down!