"How did you know?"

Fang Tanya turned around and glanced at Jiang Minghao with interest.

Jiang Minghao smiled and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching."

"You can tell that, but I seem to hear that you, the doctor of Jiangyitang, are a quack doctor!" Fang Tanya smiled sweetly. She knew about Jiangyitang's reputation in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Street if you just ask about it.

Jiang Minghao spread his hands and did not refute, sat down and stopped talking.

"He is not a quack doctor." But Chen Guoguo was angry and said to Tan Ya.

Fang Tanya smiled charmingly, looking at Jiang Minghao who was sitting there without saying anything, and was quite interested, and asked, "How do you buy this beauty herbal tea?"

"One hundred yuan per cup!" Chen Guoguo pouted and snorted.

Jiang Minghao was shocked. Fang Tanya took out three hundred dollars without saying a word and said with a smile: "Pack three cups for me."

"Okay." Chen Guoguo was not polite, and charged 300 yuan and poured Fang Tanya three cups of beauty herbal tea to pack it.

Jiang Minghao stood up, took three hundred yuan from Chen Guoguo, found another fifty-five yuan change and gave Fang Tanya: "Fifteen yuan a cup."

Fang Tanyamei smiled, then Jiang Minghao's money in hand, and secretary Xu Lan took Chen Guoguo and packed three cups of herbal tea, saying, "I will come to you again if it works."

"Thank you, walk slowly."

Jiang Minghao nodded, watched Fang Tanya and the others leave, and then sat down and continued playing with their phones. Chen Guoguo pouted and said, "Brother Hao, what are you doing? She doesn't believe you anyway, so she just cheated her of money."

Jiang Minghao smiled and said, "Okay, go back and do your business."

"Mr. Fang, do you really want to drink?"

Finally, I walked around the Chinese Medicine Street and returned to Fang Tanya in the car. Looking at the beauty herbal tea in her hand, the secretary Xu Lan looked nervous, "Don't drink it anymore, Mr. Fang, it's a mysterious thing at first glance. I've never heard of herbal tea that can beautify the beauty."

“It’s quite strange.”

Fang Tanya narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the beauty herbal tea in her hand, and said, "But traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound, maybe it has any beauty effects. Even if it doesn't, it won't be a deaf person."

"Can…"

Before Xu Lan finished speaking, Fang Tanya started to drink it. After drinking, she nodded and smiled charmingly: "The taste is pretty good, with lotus and licorice. It seems that his recipe is quite attentive and suitable for girls to drink."

Xu Lan sighed and shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I hope nothing will happen..."

The following afternoon, Jiang Minghao guarded his herbal tea stall. Except for the curious passers-by, no one asked him about this beauty herbal tea or herbal tea that strengthened the body.

It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that Jiang Minghao closed the stall and bought the herbal tea. Fortunately, he started to cook some herbal tea, and the medicine lasted overnight, so he had to pour out the rest, which was a bit of a pity.

Close the door of Jiangyitang, Jiang Minghao rode an electric bike to the vegetable market. After selling the vegetables, he went back to Jinghe Villa. He saw Zhang Wenguo drinking tea in the tea pavilion in the yard, while admiring the ancient painting he had just taken back from Xiguan Antique City.

"Dad, aren't mom at home?" Jiang Minghao asked Zhang Wenguo in the tea pavilion with the vegetables.

"Your mother is going out to play mahjong, so she doesn't need her supper. By the way, Xiao Jiang, come and see how I painted it?"

Zhang Wenguo waved to Jiang Minghao, and couldn't wait to share the ancient paintings he took back, and said excitedly: "This is just noon. I took back an ancient painting from Xiguan Antique City. Although it is not a work of famous artists, it is worth collecting from the painting techniques."

Jiang Minghao went over and looked at the ancient paintings on the coffee table, typical landscape paintings, and from the painting techniques, they looked good on the surface.

"Dad, how much did you pay for this painting?" Jiang Minghao asked.

"Well, one million and two million, how about it? Isn't it worth it?" Zhang Wenguo said with a smile.

But Jiang Minghao shook his head, pointed to the canvas, and said, "This is a modern craft canvas, and the sandalwood carving on the scroll head, which is also carved from a modern craft knife. This should be an antique painting craft."

"What, imitating ancient paintings?" Zhang Wenguo stared at Jiang Minghao incredible.

"Well, it's worth tens of thousands of yuan." Jiang Minghao nodded and smiled at Zhang Wenguo.

"No, you can read the painting?" Zhang Wenguo looked at Jiang Minghao suspiciously.

Jiang Minghao shrugged and smiled, "If you don't believe it, you can show it to someone else to help you. I'll go in and cook first."

Seeing Jiang Minghao carrying vegetables back to the villa kitchen, Zhang Wenguo was stunned and immediately put away the ancient painting and drove out.

Now he has no intention of having dinner, so he has to find a friend to decide whether the painting is a counterfeit.

Seeing Zhang Wenguo hurried out, Jiang Minghao shook his head and smiled.

My father-in-law has a little ink and likes to collect antiques in ancient paintings, but he is not even an amateur. Most of the things he is taking out are fake when he is doing it.

In the past, Jiang Minghao couldn't see it, but now he can clearly see these antiques, the level of the old and the authenticity. ωωw..net

Antiquities themselves carry a kind of time and history. Jiang Minghao can tell whether it is an antiquity with the ancient spirit of the antiquities.

Zhang Wenguo went out, and his mother-in-law played mahjong, and Ye Ziyao didn't get off work, so Jiang Minghao was the only one to have dinner, and he was happy to be quiet.

After dinner, Jiang Minghao took a medical book in the tea pavilion in the yard, soaked a cup of tea and started to study some new recipes of herbal tea.

He is now financially capable and cannot use good medicinal herbal tea to configure, otherwise the efficacy of beauty herbal tea will be better.

"You are a spendthrift, buy a fake painting for 1.2 million yuan..." Before he could see anyone, he heard the scolding of his mother-in-law Ye Aiqin.

Zhang Wenguo held the ancient painting in his hand, followed him back with his head and ears, and said with a bitter face: "I didn't expect that Fatty Wang would sell me a fake painting."

He just used ancient paintings to find a friend to identify them. As Jiang Minghao said, ancient paintings are modern imitations and have no collection value. Zhang Wenguo was both ashamed and angry about this. One million and two hundred thousand were not a big money for him, but it was not good to be cheated.

"Hmph, I'll go with you tomorrow. I must withdraw this painting, otherwise I won't spare you."

Ye Aiqin slapped Zhang Wenguo hard, but saw Jiang Minghao drinking tea leisurely in the tea pavilion, and immediately shouted: "What are you looking at? Why don't you cook some chicken leg meat for me Abi."

Looking at the mother-in-law holding the teddy dog ​​in her hand, she sighed slightly. This dog lives more comfortably than herself...

It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that Ye Ziyao came back alone in a Mercedes-Benz, looking tired. Ye Aiqin asked, "Ziyao, why are your face so bad?"

"It's okay, I'm tired of working overtime. I won't talk about my mother. I look like I'm taking a shower."

Ye Ziyao didn't want to bring the company's troubles home, so she went up to the second floor in diameter, and didn't watch Jiang Minghao, who was feeding Teddy dogs to eat.

However, seeing Ye Ziyao's face turned pale and tired, Jiang Minghao didn't care much, knowing that she was busy with the development of New Century City in Lindong District and had just worked overtime until now...

The next morning, Jiang Minghao was like cooking breakfast on weekdays. Ye Ziyao wore a pink shirt and a light blue hip-covered skirt. Her fair and beautiful legs were as straight as ivory. She stepped on a pair of exquisite high heels and came down from the stairs.

Jiang Minghao turned his head to look at her, but found that her face was a little pale and she was in poor spirits, so he asked, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

Ye Ziyao was unconscious and glanced at Jiang Minghao, but didn't talk to him. She sat down and had breakfast.

Jiang Minghao gave her a bowl of porridge and smiled and said, "No matter how busy you work, your body is yours. You need to rest more appropriately."

"Like you, I stay in your broken clinic every day and do nothing?" Ye Ziyao glared slightly and snorted coldly at Jiang Minghao.

Jiang Minghao was stunned, smiled and stopped talking.

"I won't eat anymore." Ye Ziyao got up, took the bag and car keys and left.

Seeing her driving away, Jiang Minghao smiled helplessly, and was used to Ye Ziyao's cold attitude, thinking that he was just a coward who was useless and unmotivated...
Chapter completed!