Chapter 210

In China, Yancheng, Haicheng and Shucheng are all first tier cities. Although Hangzhou is not famous, it is still a second tier city. In addition, Yancheng is the political center of China. Therefore, people who come out from there have a superior sense of wealth.

Of course, in terms of knowledge, people in first tier cities are also good. Medicated food has only sprung up in the second tier cities in recent years, but in the first tier cities, medicated food already existed ten years ago.

Food supplement and medicine supplement have too many benefits for the recovery of patients.

Qian ye, Lu Tianqiao, Yu Hailiang and Yu Fugui eat ordinary medicinal wonton, while Zuo Hui and an Zhicheng's wonton are specially made. Of course, Han Fei will not be foolish enough to heal two people with his own blood, but it is necessary to increase the essence of medicine when appropriate.

When eating wonton, Zuo Hui was sweating, and his previously pale face returned to ruddy color. The spirit is much better.

"Thank you!" Zuo Hui arched his hand, politely thanked him, put down the wonton bowl and silently operated the skill to check his body. A moment later, Zuo Hui looked excitedly at the master Qian ye and nodded solemnly.

Qian Ye's eyes brightened. He opened his mouth and asked Han Fei to make more wonton and take it away. An Zhihong has been hospitalized and can't move until three days later. If you assist Han Fei's wonton treatment, you may recover faster.

Lu Tianqiao saw Qian Ye's purpose and reached under the table to touch Qian Ye's knee to signal him not to rush.

All medicated food items cannot be taken out. Han Fei's shop is not big, but there must be some rules. In the past, when I was in Yancheng, I heard that someone brought medicinal food and finally ate the dead.

A little, Han Fei is right. Medicated diet is medicine, but it is eaten in the way of food. Meet the psychological needs of patients who don't want to take medicine.

Qian Ye nodded and waited patiently for an Zhicheng to finish.

An Zhicheng only finished half of the six wonton. There are still more than half bowls of wonton soup left, but an Zhicheng feels hard to swallow.

It smells delicious. But that's not the case. After eating the three wonton, an Zhicheng felt that his internal organs were not his own. He was numb and in a trance, but his hands and feet could move.

The other five, together with Han Fei, Zhang Yuqi and Zhou Wanrong, are now like watching the full moon baby eat, concentrating on an Zhicheng and watching him eat the fourth wonton.

After waiting for a few seconds, an Zhicheng closed his eyes and swallowed such a small wonton. The boundless bitterness quickly spread all over his body from the tip of his tongue. At this moment, an Zhicheng felt like he was thrown into the bitter sea, full of bitterness. An Zhicheng's head was numb. He thought of being left in the ice and snow because he couldn't practice Kung Fu well in his childhood, the pain of being left in the mud for special training in the army, and his mother, sister and

Boundless bitterness spreads from taste to body and mind. At this moment, an Zhicheng felt that he was a beggar in rags. At the moment, he was lying on the roadside, waiting for poor handouts from passers-by.

"Garbage, eat!" Vaguely, an elegant young man in luxurious clothes came, with a bad smile on his face, and threw a dirty steamed bread at himself.

"No!" An Zhicheng was furious, his eyes were angry and waved his hand.

"Peng - ah -" a scream sounded. Yu Hailiang covered his nose and flew out. He didn't stop until he hit several tables. Lying on the ground humming.

An Zhicheng stood up. The bruises on his body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. An unprecedented comfort flowed among his limbs and bones. In the Dantian, surging power surged. On an Zhicheng's unpopular face, there was ecstasy at the moment.

"Congratulations!" Han Fei smiled and said, "there is another Tianjie master in China."

"Breakthrough?" Although the overpass is aware of it, it is difficult to determine. Han Fei smiled and congratulated. Lu Tianqiao stood up excitedly and his hair trembled to confirm, "Zhicheng, is it true?"

An Zhicheng has not recovered from the surprise, and his spirit is still in a trance. The reason why I came to Hangzhou Normal University with my master this time is to come out and practice. I entered the later stage of ancient martial arts three years ago. I have been practicing day and night for three years, but it has been difficult to go further. I was going to go back and continue to shut down this time. Unexpectedly, it broke through inadvertently!

An Zhicheng recovered, nodded excitedly to the overpass, and then went straight to Han Fei. Although the bones are a little numb, the previous pain has disappeared and walking is unimpeded.

Han Fei stood calmly, leaned against the counter and watched an Zhicheng coming to him.

Not everyone can repay good for evil. I don't know anyone, but I help an Zhicheng break through the heaven. It's a big kindness.

An Zhicheng took three steps before Han Fei, bowed solemnly, and each time was the standard 90 degrees. After three times, an Zhicheng stood up straight.

"I owe you my kindness and will pay you back in the future!"

"Remember!" Han Fei didn't say anything false and didn't need such polite words. He smiled impolitely. Blessing in disguise means people like an Zhicheng. He inadvertently helped an Zhicheng.

Born in a rich family, he doesn't understand the hardships of the world. Unexpectedly, the bitter taste restricted an Zhicheng's breakthrough. The six wonton made by Han Fei for an Zhicheng are Wuwei wonton. Bitterness, bitterness, bitterness and saltiness are what an Zhicheng needs most.

An Zhicheng nodded without saying anything. He walked to one side alone, sat on the ground, closed his eyes, focused on working hard and stabilized the realm.

"Ouch! Ouch -- "

When Yu Hailiang wanted to ouch again, Qian ye had arrived in front of him, his eyes were burning, and Yu Hailiang lost his voice in an instant.

"Your apprenticeship fee!" Although Yu Hailiang's mouth is very sweet, he is not the material for practicing martial arts at all. Han Fei has another festival with Yu's father and son, and Qian's ambition is bright. If Han Fei is an ordinary person. It doesn't hurt to have an apprentice. However, Han Fei used a bowl of wonton to help an Zhicheng enter the heaven. No matter how stupid Qian Ye was, he also knew how to choose or not, which was good for him.

The bank card was placed in front of the rich and noble. Qian ye said coldly, "the mental method passed on to your son, practice it well. We only have three days of apprenticeship and apprenticeship. We will have other connections in the future! If you misbehave in my name, you should know the consequences. "

Qian ye said that and left with Zuo Hui. When he came to Han Fei, he nodded and smiled.

"Let's go, elder!" Zhang Yuqi smiled and said, Qian ye and his disciples left.

Now all the thoughts of the land overpass are on an Zhicheng. He carefully walks to an Zhicheng and sits down, looking serious and careful.

Yu Hailiang is very wronged. He is in pain and can't cry. Let's not say it for the time being. He was also dismissed from school. All the hatred focused on Han Fei. He hated his teeth and didn't dare to provoke the cruel guy.

A few days of hard work came to naught. Yu Fugui wants to die. Qian Ye is gone. It's no fun to stay any longer.

"Pay the bill!" Yu Fugui stood up and handed the bank card to Zhang Yuqi with a sore face. The money was spent and wronged. The best wonton was eaten by an Zhicheng and Zuo Hui, but his son was expelled from the school for no reason.

"40000 plus 100000, and then 300000. A total of 440000. 10% off. Four hundred thousand! " Zhang Yuqi and Han Fei look at each other and report the bill“ Director Yu, a total of 400000! Please enter the password! "

"--" at this moment, Yu's heart was like this. A moment later, his heart beat wildly. Almost jumped out of his throat.

"How much?" Yu Fugui thought he heard wrong, "60000 wonton, isn't it 60000?"

"The wonton eaten by your father and son, Lu and Qian is 10000 yuan a bowl. The bowl of 100000 left Hui ate has the effect of treating internal injuries. The bowl an Zhicheng ate can cure his injury and help him break through the bottleneck. The price is 200000. We've discounted it in your face, otherwise two bowls of wonton will cost 500000! "

"Shit! You rob money -- "Yu Hailiang is suffocating and angry. If Qian Ye hasn't fired him, it's OK. Please invite him and admit it yourself. Now I've been fired. I guess there's no intersection in the future. Why should my family spend money“ You'll go to whoever eats wonton. We ate two bowls and only paid 20000 yuan. "

"Want to eat overlord meal?" Han Fei took the bank card in his hand first and said with a smile, "I have video surveillance in my store. Before eating, I reminded you that wonton can't be eaten for nothing. And the treat is guaranteed by yourself! I can't afford to lose my small business. If you don't pay, I'll take the video you promised and the video you refused to pay to President Liu. In the last few days. Your hard work before and after the horse has said a lot of good words for the martial arts department. I believe President Liu will praise you well! "

Han Fei's reminder startled Yu Fugui. In recent days, I have been too close to Qian ye and others. Liu Yunshan has a firm attitude on whether to dissolve the martial arts department, but he has not played a positive role in helping.

Now the martial arts department will not be cancelled. Will Liu Yunshan open his mouth and settle accounts after autumn? If Han Fei hands in the evidence he denies, doesn't Liu Yunshan just have a handle. At that time, the position of director of the Institute of physical education will certainly be lost. Where will there be a source of fresh water in the future? How do you get extra money?

Han Fei finished. He left his bank card on the counter. Yu Hailiang grabbed it and pulled Yu Fugui to go.

Yu Fugui didn't move, hesitated, and the green veins on his forehead jumped. Then he grabbed the bank card and threw it to Zhang Yuqi. He said gnashing his teeth, "swipe the card!"

"Dad! You're crazy! " Watching his father enter the password and sign, Yu Hailiang blushed with anger and complained loudly.

"Get out!" Yu's father and son made a big noise. Lu Tianqiao was angry. He pointed to them and scolded, "don't want to die, get out!"

"--" Yu Hailiang didn't dare to talk nonsense. He pulled his father angrily and the two people left.

"Ouye!" Zhang Yuqi raised her hand and touched Han Fei. Her small face smiled like flowers, "my bank card is rich again! Go shopping and buy clothes! "

"All right!" Han Fei shrugged helplessly. They left the store, leaving Zhou Wanrong looking at the door.