C21

In an abandoned factory, Baldy Qiang, Lao Shu and the other two brothers were driven out of the car by Yang Fan. They looked at each other, and saw that they were all wearing only underpants, as well as the bruises on their bodies.

Baldy Qiang was furious. He had provoked someone and was collecting protection fees with his brothers on the antique street. Lao Shu was referring to the guy who robbed him the night before when he rode the Yellow River.

He couldn't tolerate this sort of thing. So he immediately called his brothers over to sit on the golden cup and left, insisting that they give him an explanation.

The instructions were coming back, and that meant that everyone's belongings had been stripped clean by Yang Fan. Not only was all the money wiped out by Yang Fan, even the Golden Cup carriage had been confiscated as tools for committing crimes.

Yang Fan was currently lacking a walking tool, and it wasn't convenient for him to transport items on his motorbike. He had his own space to use the jade pendant, so it would be convenient for him to hide in the van, so he didn't need to worry about others discovering his secret.

As for whether or not robbing a car was against the law, whether or not he would be caught by the police, Yang Fan didn't even consider that. As long as these hoodlums didn't cause him to lose his life, they would definitely not call the police.

The abandoned factory was located in the suburbs, so Yang Fan asked the nearby farmers about it. He directly drove to the agricultural station and prepared to buy some ginseng seeds.

At present, wild ginseng was very rare. Most of the ginseng on the market was planted by humans, so the agricultural technology stations all around naturally followed the trend and began to sell ginseng seeds.

Yang Fan quickly found what he was looking for and asked a middle-aged man behind the counter, "Boss, how much are the ginseng seeds for?"

"Normal five dollars a pack, good ten dollars a pack, ten grains each."

"Give me two bags." To the current Yang Fan, five or ten didn't really matter.

The middle-aged man took out two packets of seeds and threw them onto the counter. He glanced at Yang Fan and said, "Youngster, it's not good to grow ginseng, do you know how to grow ginseng?"

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "I really don't know how to. I've never planted one before."

The middle-aged man was also amused by Yang Fan's teasing. He shook his head and laughed, "Let's not talk about those difficult techniques, the ginseng seed must be sprouted first before it can be planted. Just the sprouting process takes a long time, half a year at most, and a few months at the most.

"Why do you need to be so particular about growing ginseng?" Yang Fan had never thought that growing ginseng would be so troublesome.

The middle-aged man chuckled, "These are ginseng and not a radish. If they were so easy to grow, wouldn't everyone have gone to plant ginseng?!"

Although what the middle-aged owner said made sense, Yang Fan didn't care. He relied on his Spatial Spirit Spring to grow his ginseng, not some sort of technique. To him, things like sprouting shouldn't be too simple.

Just to be safe, when Yang Fan was about to enter the city, he found a secluded place. Seeing that no one was around, he spent a great deal of effort before finally putting the Golden Cup Carriage into the jade pendant.

Because of this, Yang Fan's spirit body took a long time to recover after being washed by the spring water from space. The consumption to store such a large item like the Golden Cup Carriage was quite huge.

After returning to the rented apartment, Yang Fan took advantage of the fact that no one was around to store his motorcycle in the space of the jade pendant. These half-new and inexperienced walking tools were just right to return to the Yang Tree Gully.

After going back and forth, it was already past lunchtime. Just as Yang Fan was thinking of where he could go to fill his stomach, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

He took out the phone and saw that it was from Bai Mei. She had pulled so many things away from him yesterday afternoon and was calling him now. He wondered why she was looking for him.

"Hello, this is the police station of Jiang-Nan city. Is there anything I can help with?" Yang Fan pinched his throat and imitated the voice of the operator.

"Hello, I want to call the police. A guy called Yang Fan stole my heart!"

Bai Mei's cackling voice came from the other side of the phone, causing Yang Fan's heart to tremble. The scene of her alluring red lips licking the ketchup appeared in his mind, and that beautiful white body also appeared in his mind.

"Director Bai, just say it directly if you have something to say. I'm not strong in control. If you continue to seduce me, I can't guarantee that I won't do anything stupid."

Yang Fan didn't want to be entangled with a rich woman like Bai Mei right now. He didn't know Bai Mei's background and thought she was some rich man's mistress.

What kind of friendship did he need to develop with Bai Mei? He would have to wait until he was well-developed before he could have fun. On the surface, he and Bai Mei weren't on the same level, so it would be easy for him to get into trouble if he came into contact with them.

Why did Bai Mei call Yang Fan? It was all because the hotel's business was booming.

Yesterday afternoon, when she returned, she immediately arranged for the kitchen to urgently prepare dishes that matched the secret ketchup and the secret chilli sauce, as well as for a meeting with the higher authorities in the hotel to ask for everyone's opinion on how to launch Yang Fan's Spirit Spring Wine.

That night, some high-end customers tasted the delicacies smeared with the secret ketchup and the dishes added with the secret chili sauce. The customers praised them one by one and added a few more dishes.

China lacked nothing but food. In less than half a meal's time, news of a new dish being released by the Crystal Palace spread like wildfire.

Hearing that the Crystal Palace had something good that could make people swallow their own tongues, those rich foodies who had nowhere to spend their money came in droves. Almost all of them were dishes with secret ketchup and secret chili sauce.

Although the White Plum set the price very high, she still underestimated the Old Taoists' desire for food.

A dish worth hundreds or thousands of yuan was perhaps the cost of living for an average person in a month, but for those who had gotten rich before in China, it was not enough to use the word 'one or two'. It was similar to how it felt for a working-class worker, who would not even bother to pick it up if it fell on the ground.

What made many foodies even crazier was that the Crystal Palace had introduced a top-grade medicinal wine that only members could buy. Although everyone could only buy one cup for a limited amount of time and one cup was only two taels, this sky-high price of 1280 RMB per cup of wine still attracted the attention of all wine lovers.

During the night, the dining section of the Crystal Palace was even more lively than during festivals. Some VIP rooms even flipped three times, and the amount of membership cards they had was equal to the amount they received during the previous month. The turnover alone was enough to cover the entire Crystal Palace's ten days' worth of expenses.

Even though Bai Mei was mentally prepared for this, she was still frightened by the sudden surge in business. After the excitement passed, she felt a deep sense of crisis, as if the reason why the business of the Crystal Palace exploded tonight was all because of the products of Yang Fan. Once Yang Fan's treasures were taken away by other hotels, she did not dare imagine the consequences of her own Crystal Palace!