At this time, the sky was already dark, but I couldn't get a taxi in this place, especially at four or five o'clock in the morning. Even taking a taxi in the city was difficult. The cold air around me was getting heavier and heavier. Zheng Xian had to consume the power of vitality to keep the cold, but after a moment, Zheng Xian couldn't bear it. The power of vitality came and went as simple as a river.

Zheng Xian simply jogged all the way. I wonder if it was because of his bad luck. Zheng Xian ran for an hour but didn't get a taxi. When the surroundings gradually became prosperous and pedestrians and motor vehicles began to appear on the street, Zheng Xian didn't need to take a taxi.

Zheng Xian put the horse on the wings and walked around casually, without telling the east, south and north. He walked along the road toward this prosperous place. Halfway through the way, he ate a tray of buns, a bowl of porridge, a bowl of beef noodles, a bowl of fried noodles, a bowl of knife-cut noodles, three hanging cakes, two bowls of chicken cakes, ten fried dough sticks and two bowls of tofu brain. In short, as long as Zheng Xian saw a breakfast shop open, he would definitely walk in. No matter what he sold, he would eat one. This portion of food can definitely be envious and jealous of those born foodies.

Just walking and eating, I soon found several door-faced rooms with unpaid doors on the door. These door-faced rooms are all written with the words "The owner has been anxious to repay" when he went abroad recently. Today's society is difficult to start a business, rents are high, employees' salaries are rising, but their profits are getting thinner. Many bosses work hard all year round, but their employees may not earn much, so there are many shops everywhere in this way.

Zheng Xian walked along the way, and there were supermarkets, hotels, and bath centers. Supermarkets and bath centers were not considered. Zheng Xian immediately called the phone number posted on the hotel door.

"I'm unlucky, I'm unlucky, drinking cold water is stuffed with teeth..." Zheng Xian frowned slightly, and the loud volume of the counterfeit machine came from the door.

"Hey? Who? What's the phone call early in the morning?" A muffled voice rang out. The other party was obviously not awake yet, and his speech was vague, exuding a sense of a sense of waking up.

"How much does it cost to pay for the hotel?"

When I heard that I wanted to redeem the store, the sound of the phone was muffled with anger changed immediately. After the voice caught fire, I asked, "Dian Store? Where are you? Let me tell you, the location of this store is very good, and the business is very good. I started queuing up at the door early in the morning. It was like a chicken laying golden eggs. I was going abroad, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to take action!"

"You just want to say how much is it?" Zheng Xian didn't plan to waste his time.

The other party hesitated a little more and said, "The equipment in my hotel was purchased last year..."

"How much is it? If I don't say it, I won't repay it!" Zheng Xian had no good feelings for the guy who was so angry that he did things in a muffled manner but had no slightest feelings for the sissy guy.

Hearing Zheng Xian's impatientness, the other party might think that the other party was not a good person, so he coughed dryly, "150,000, one less point is not allowed to talk!"

"I'll give you 150,000, but you have to free up the store now! All the things in the store are left behind!"

Upon hearing this, the other party hurriedly said, "No, no, you must get 150,000 yuan, one less... Uh? What did you say?" The other party obviously did not expect Zheng Xian to be so straightforward, and it was obvious that the store was not completely ignored, but there were too many bargaining, otherwise he would not have said these words casually.

"You open the door first!"

The owner of the hotel wearing cotton slippers and cotton pajamas was a big fat man. He followed Zheng Xian to the bank in a daze. When he signed the contract, he held the bank card and the newly-entered hot transfer bill, he felt that he had not woken up.

It’s not that his small shop is worth 150,000 yuan, but he is born without a business mind. At first, he hired two girls and one kitchen, but he scolded them away. Then, for some reason, he couldn’t recruit anyone. The kitchen take-out waiter boss took it on his shoulders and it was a damn thing that could be good.

The boss is here to pay a day, and he wishes he could get rid of it early. He has already made the idea of ​​paying it as long as someone is willing to pay 130,000 yuan. Unfortunately, the notice of the store has been posted for three months. There are not only those who have paid the store, but they can't afford it. The hotel owner was unwilling to give up 10,000 yuan, so he could only grit his teeth and hold it up. He never expected that before he woke up in the morning, he sent such a sucker, and he didn't say anything, but he threw out 150,000 yuan. He said that this young man didn't look like a second-generation official who spent money without blinking?

The restaurant owner then smiled and pinched the bank card in his hand. Forget it, I don’t care about him. Anyway, I’m relaxed now, so I will go directly to the old man, throw her a few hundred dollars, ask her to blow a flute for me, and then go home to use the money to kill the woman who looks down on me...

Zheng Xian had no idea about opening a store, and he had no long-term plan for the redeem this restaurant. He just wanted to fool the mother and daughter first and find a way to take out the chef's secret from them. Of course, regardless of whether the mother and daughter knew the secret, even if Zheng Xian exchanged the store for the mother and daughter, he would give them a place to settle down. After all, Zheng Xian no longer had the initial deep hatred for the chef at this time.

Zheng Xian took the mother and daughter in the hotel. The woman's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked haggard. She must have been worried last night and had a very bad life!

After entering the restaurant, the woman who had been doing restaurant business immediately liked the shop that Zheng Xiandian had brought. She had always been worried about whether Zheng Xian had any intentions to her like Zheng Gouzi. After what happened last night, and Zheng Xian was only seventeen or eighteen years old, she was already in her early thirties. This young man even had such a big shop. The little girl in the city probably wanted to cry and shout and crawl into his arms. How could she have any thoughts about her? She looked down on herself too much!

Although the woman was still very alert, she was a little relieved after seeing this restaurant. After all, she didn't want her children to return to the countryside to suffer. The rural primary schools there were still burning firewood and could not even bear to burn coal. When winter came, the children's hands and feet were frozen all over, and some of them would not be cured for the rest of their lives. She asked her lilac to suffer this pain. The woman was unwilling to do so!

This restaurant is simply incomparable to the illegal house they used to build. The floor is full of ceramic tiles. Although it looks very dirty now, it is as clean and neat as it is, and even the walls are covered with tiles. The solid wood tables and chairs are quite sturdy, with a rich Chinese decoration style, which makes it look comfortable.

In Zheng Xian's eyes, it was a small restaurant that was not of high quality, but in the eyes of women, it was completely different.

The woman ran to the kitchen again and looked at it. Finally, she frowned for the first time. The kitchen was dirtyer than the pigpen. It was a place to cook? But it was obvious that the guys were all good things!

The little girl knew that she might be living here, her eyes were even brighter, but she stood there and didn't dare to move, for fear of breaking the floor tiles and asking her to compensate, and she didn't dare to touch her everywhere. What if she touched the chair?

Zheng Xian saw it in his eyes, and at this moment, he couldn't help but complain about the chef. A C-level cultivator, as long as he thought, he could do something to make the mother and daughter live a very rich life. However, the chef seemed to have no idea at all, so that the mother and daughter lived such a difficult life. Zheng Xian knew that the chef had no choice. As an immortal cultivator, he had to hide himself no matter what, and turned himself into the most ordinary among the countless people, but it would be too sorry for his wife and children to be like this!

Zheng Xian touched the little girl's face and smiled, "I haven't asked what you're called yet."

The little girl stepped back a moment when Zheng Xian reached out, looking nervous, but in the end, Zheng Xian pinched her face, "My name is Dingxiang, Wang Dingxiang!"

Zheng Xian smiled and said, "Dingxiang, my name is Zheng Xian, you call me Brother Zheng!"

When he heard Zheng Xian call Dingxiang to call him brother, the chef's wife's heart couldn't help but calm down a lot.

Zheng Xian took his woman around the hotel. This restaurant is just a small business, with 60 square meters on the first floor, and there is a room upstairs that can be accommodated. There are toilets upstairs and downstairs. The variety of business is very simple, a fast food that is very attractive to women - Malatang.

In fact, the spicy hot pot does not require a kitchen, it just a big pot. Usually, the vegetables and various ingredients are washed and arranged neatly. When the customer comes, he chooses the basin himself. Generally, there are three people in such a store to support it.

The reason why the kitchen is so dirty is because the kitchen is useless. The restaurant owner was ambitious at the beginning and didn't take small transactions like Malatang seriously at all, otherwise he would not have decorated it in this pure Chinese style. Since he scolded the chef and the waiter, the miserable boss could no longer attract people, so he could only do this kind of business that didn't need the kitchen and didn't need the waiter.

Zheng Xian had no idea about these things and had never eaten any spicy hot pot. He was confused when he listened to the woman talking about all kinds of knowledge about making spicy hot pot...

The chef's wife had long thought of opening a spicy hot pot shop, but there were strong young men everywhere in the construction site, and they were exhausted every day. You could not fill your stomach if you had a basin of rinse vegetables. In addition, the dead chef was reluctant to move the place, so he never succeeded.

"Sister-in-law, are there any important items in the house? I'll help you get them back. Although the house collapsed, it might be possible to find them back."

The chef's wife was originally very excited. When she heard Zheng Xian's words, she suddenly fell silent and her eyes began to turn red. Zheng Xian had to sprinkle salt at this time. She really needed to know if there was something left in that small bungalow. The chef was an immortal cultivator. The mother and daughter Zheng Xian had already tried it and were definitely not an immortal cultivator. Since she was not an immortal cultivator, the chef might not tell them his secret. So at this time, Zheng Xian had to know what the chef usually liked the most and cared about the most.
Chapter completed!