Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan and Shen Baodong appeared in the Shen Family Conference Hall.
If Chen Biqin had been pulling Ye Fan, Ye Fan would have beaten Chen Baodong again.
Even so, Ye Fan also made up his mind to make them pay the price.
The Shen family's conference hall is very large, more than 500 square meters. There is a Taishi chair in the middle, and there are mahogany chairs on both sides. There are some precious calligraphy and paintings hanging behind them.
Ye Fan and the others were standing in the middle, and footsteps came from the corridor behind. Then, five or six men and women appeared in a white-haired old woman.
The old lady is thin and has a hunched back. She is leaning on a crutch in her hand. She looks weak, but her eyes are quite sharp.
Ye Fan was glanced at by her, as if a needle was stabbed at him, and he saw that he was very difficult to get along with.
There is no doubt that this is the great grandma of the Shen family.
Then dozens of family nephews ran over to watch the fun, with their heads lying at the door, windows and halls.
Everyone looked at Chen Biqin and Ye Fan with disgust, and they all considered them thieves.
Several women even curled their lips, thinking that the local bun like Ye Fan was indeed unavailable, and the Shen family would never allow such people to return, so as not to tarnish their style.
"Grandma."
Chen Biqin, Chen Baodong, Zhang Xiuxue and several family elders all came forward to greet him.
The great-grandma ignored it and just walked straight to the Taishi Chair and sat down, then picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
"The Shen family has always been in harmony, but today they are having a lot of fighting, and people are laughing at it."
After a long time, the great-grandma coughed: "You must give me an explanation."
"Grandma, this is the thing."
"The 30th anniversary of the store is coming soon, and it is also your 90th birthday. Baodong is thinking about abandoning his grudges and reunion with his family, so that Chen Biqin can also come to Tiancheng."
Without waiting for Ye Fan and the others to speak, Zhang Xiuxue stepped forward to whitewash herself: "We treat them with delicious food and drinks, and also transferred a set to let them settle down..." Then, she briefly explained the matter and pointed out that she had passed by Bai Yun in public. I found a secret recipe for herbal tea.
"Baodong was angry for a moment, so let us teach Chen Biqin a lesson so as not to keep his character from changing, harming others, and harming himself or the Shen family."
"As a result, her son Ye Fan beat us all with his own brute force, and Mr. Wang and Mr. Sun were also beaten..." The two elders of the family nodded to testify, pointing to Ye Fan and complaining and saying He hits people.
Chen Biqin stepped forward and explained a few steps: "Grandma, this is not the case..." "A bastard!"
Grandma took the crutch and swung Chen Biqin directly: "I have no memory for so many years."
"I stole it once, and then I stole it again."
"I am a beast, and the son I taught me is also a beast."
Chen Biqin screamed in pain and almost fell down.
Ye Fan stepped forward and held it, grabbed the grandma's crutch and shouted, "Grandma, how can you just listen to one side of the word?"
"I did hit Chen Baodong and the others, but I did it because they hit my mother and had to cut her fingers."
"I'm just fighting back."
Ye Fan threw away her crutch: "You must be fair, yes, but I hope you will be fair."
"Yinglang, who are you? How dare you talk to me like this?"
The great-grandma was angry: "It's normal for them to hit your mother, who told her to steal the secret recipe?"
She hit Ye Fan with another crutch, but Ye Fan kicked away without hesitation, which made her grandma even more angry: "Chen Biqin, look at you, what kind of wild species you left, even I dare to challenge?"
She stared at Ye Fan fiercely: "Did you teach him no rules?
Do you still want to go back to the Shen family?"
"I respect the elderly and love the young, but I will not allow others to rely on their elderlyness."
Ye Fan directly broke up: "I won't talk nonsense to you. I tell you that this secret recipe was not prepared by Chen Baodong."
"It is called Tai Po's herbal tea. I made it. I asked my mother to hand it over to the Shen family to make up for the fact that she accidentally leaked the secret recipe twenty years ago."
"Chen Baodong is shameless. He took the secret recipe of Tai Po's herbal tea from my mother and then handed over a copy for himself."
Ye Fan looked at Chen Baodong: "Chen Baodong, how dare you touch your conscience and say, did you make this secret recipe?"
"It wasn't me who prepared it, was it you?"
Chen Baodong was whispering: "Do you think Grandma and the others would believe that you, a young boy, can prepare a peerless secret recipe?"
"This is a secret recipe for level 6 herbal tea."
He shouted with shamelessness: "There is no way for a second person in this world to get it."
The reason why he wanted to take advantage of this secret recipe was that he felt that Chen Biqin was easy to bully, and the other was that if Chen Biqin gave the secret recipe, he would enjoy 30% of the profit according to the rules.
Third, he has tested this secret recipe for herbal tea, which is one level higher than Grandma's herbal tea, and no one will surpass it in the next ten years.
If it was done by him, he would become a true herbal tea king, not a person who has been living his life.
Zhang Xiuxue and several old men in the family also had sarcastic expressions. If it were a possibility that Chen Biqin picked up something by accident, Ye Fan made it so much that he laughed.
Several pharmacists in the Shen family have experienced many battles and have been blessed with decades of experience, but it is difficult to break through level 5 herbal tea. Ye Fan has level 6. Isn’t this nonsense?
"Grandma, you can see this is the secret recipe I found from Baiyunju."
Chen Baodong handed the secret recipe to his great-grandma: "This paper, this handwriting, you can see..." Zhang Xiuxue also took out the confession letter: "This is Chen Biqin's confession letter, she has admitted it, but Ye Fan appeared to support her. ,She overturned again."
Chen Biqin shouted anxiously: "Grandma, the secret recipe of Grandma's herbal tea was really made by Ye Fan."
"Shut up!"
The great-grandma glanced over the secret recipe and interrupted Chen Biqin without hesitation: "Baodong has brought out evidence. You say it is your secret recipe, and you have also brought out evidence."
"Today, if you can really provide evidence to prove that the prescription is yours, I will give you justice."
The great-grandma reached out and slapped the table, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes: "But if you can't come up with evidence, it would be theft and slander, and the crime plus the first place. Let's go through prison..." Several family elders also looked at Ye Fan coldly. them.
"evidence?
Very simple.”
Ye Fan took a step forward, opened his phone, and called out a picture and placed it on the wall: "This is the secret recipe for the grandma herbal tea that I took with my mobile phone after I wrote down the secret recipe, and I was worried that the paper would be damaged."
"You can compare the ingredients. No, the ingredients are the same. There is no need to compare them. You can look at the handwriting and see the date I took it."
"It was the day before we came to Tiancheng from Nanling!"
Ye Fan directly enlarged the date.
The Shen family was slightly stunned when they saw it. Sure enough, the recipe was the same, the handwriting was different, and the shooting was also a few days ago.
Chen Baodong and Zhang Xiuxue's faces changed drastically, and they didn't seem to have expected Ye Fan to do this trick.
"Although I'm an old antique, I also know that it's easy to fake photos."
Before Chen Biqin was happy, the great-grandma touched the corner of her mouth and vetoed the evidence: "You stole the secret recipe, then hand-copy it yourself, take it again, and modify the date, it's very simple."
She squinted: "It's not proof."
Zhang Xiuxue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this is not evidence."
"Grandma, the photo shoot comes with the date on your phone. I can show you the original photos."
Ye Fan's voice was cold: "You find a professional and you can tell whether the photo is true or false in minutes."
"There is no need for this, and I don't have the energy to let people distinguish."
The great-grandma vetoed Ye Fan's suggestion without hesitation: "You'd better show a little harder evidence, otherwise you'll apologize to Baodong and then confess the crime to the police."
"Haha..." Ye Fan's face was filled with sarcasm. He didn't have the energy to identify. This great-grandma was obviously arguing.
Chen Biqin shouted: "Grandma, I can make herbal tea for you to see, it is guaranteed to be exactly the same as the secret recipe..." "Grandma, I lost this secret recipe for a whole day."
Chen Baodong directly cut off Chen Biqin's retreat: "On this day, Chen Biqin is not allowed to secretly follow the recipe and boil herbal tea dozens of times to see the effect."
"So she made herbal tea that was the same as my secret recipe, and it was not considered evidence."
"In addition, I want to warn you that you'd better rot in your stomach for this level 6 herbal tea secret recipe."
His eyes were fierce: "Otherwise, if you leak it out, you will not only be in prison for several years, but also have the possibility of death."
"You--" Chen Biqin was so angry that she trembled all over, and her eyes were even more angry. Unexpectedly, Chen Baodong was so bad.
"What Baodong said makes sense. If you make exactly the same herbal tea, you can't prove that the secret recipe is yours."
The great-grandma looked at Chen Biqin with a joking look: "I think you'd better not play tricks in front of me, don't humiliate yourself."
"Do you still have evidence?"
"If there is no evidence, then post your confession letter and hand it over to the police for processing."
The great-grandma threw Chen Biqin's confession letter to the old man Zhaofenger: "Take it to the announcement and kill one to warn a hundred."
"slow!"
"You are so shameless, so I won't give you any more."
Ye Fan suddenly burst into laughter and pointed his finger at his great-grandma and the others: "I can not only prepare Level 6 herbal tea, but also Level 8 herbal tea."
"We who have a level 8 herbal tea secret recipe, can we steal a level 6 secret recipe in our brains?"