As if he noticed Jiang He's surprise, Feng Sanjin said: "I'm a Chinese here!"
"That's really a fellow villager!"
When meeting fellow villagers in a foreign country, Jianghe suddenly felt very intimate.
After the two talked, Jiang He said, "Boss Feng, thank you today. Do you have any cash in your store? Can you take out some for me?"
Feng Sanjin was also very generous and asked his subordinates to bring a box of cash.
"There is a million here, you can take them all!"
After seeing one million cash, Jiang He was stunned: "Does it make money by opening a pharmacy?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Sanjin was also amused and laughed: "I really don't make much money in China, but I make a lot of money in Hongguo!"
"Because our Chinese traditional medicine is famous all over the world! In Hong Kingdom, we all know that our Chinese traditional medicine is powerful, so this Chinese medicine clinic is full of dignitaries and nobles, so we will naturally make money!"
Jiang He suddenly realized.
Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is like foreign luxury goods sold in China, and it is very popular.
"I understand, thank you today, let's talk about it another day!"
After saying that, Jiang He left the Chinese Medicine Center.
After leaving the Chinese Medicine Clinic, Jiang He did not leave directly, but turned around and went to the noodle restaurant.
At this time, the noodle shop aunt was cleaning outside the store. The owner of the buns was holding his arms and secretly looking at the noodle shop aunt.
"Auntie."
Jiang He smiled and called out.
After seeing Jianghe coming, the owner of the bun shop raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh! Did you see? This poor guy is here to eat noodles again! I'll just say, this beggar is pitiful! You're fine, you have to give it to him.
A bowl of noodles, right? Tsk tsk tsk!"
The owner of the bun shop was sarcastic, but the noodle shop aunt did not take his words to heart.
Instead, he smiled and said to Jiang He, "Young man, are you hungry again? Sit here, aunt will cook a bowl of noodles for you!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang He also smiled shyly. The young man had a lot of appetite and the bowl of noodles was really not full.
"Thank you aunt!"
Not long after, a bowl of steaming beef noodles was brought to Jianghe.
This bowl of noodles is larger than the previous bowl of noodles and has more beef.
The aunt in the noodle restaurant was right across from Jianghe and looked at Jianghe with a smile: "Young man, eat more, it's not enough to say anything, and the aunt will make it for you!"
Jiang He nodded, and then began to eat it voraciously.
After seeing this scene, the owner of the bun shop next to him mocked: "Haha, there is only one disease in this world, that is, poverty disease! Poverty disease cannot be cured. If you give him noodles today, you are a good person, you
If you don’t give him noodles tomorrow, you will become a bad person!”
"I really don't know what you think of giving a beggar noodles!"
Faced with the ridicule of the owner of the bun shop, the aunt could not bear it anymore. She said angrily: "This is my business! You don't need to worry about it!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you deserve to be a big wronged person! Hahaha!" The owner of the bun shop laughed ruthlessly.
"I really don't know what you think. My husband is a vegetable, my son is still in college, and the whole family is pointing at you to make money. You are still a good person and give others noodles for free! With your work attitude, your husband is afraid that he will be good for the rest of his life.
No! Your son probably doesn’t have any tuition fees to continue to go to college!”
A few words from the owner of the bun shop hit the heart of the noodle shop aunt. The noodle shop aunt quickly turned red and tears kept spinning in her eyes.
She said with great grievance: "I just see that he is as old as my son, and I feel sorry for him..."