The next morning, Qiaoqiao looked around at the breakfast stall, but she couldn't see Zhao Hao's shadow.

"Qiaoqiao, will Mr. Zhao come? You might as well go and send it to him, don't delay him having breakfast." Qiaoqiao's mother urged.

"He said he came here, so I won't give it to you." Qiaoqiao curled her lips and said, "I'm not his girl."

"How do you say this kid?" The stall owner Fang, who was frying the oil terminal, was furious immediately and pointed at his daughter with a clever li, saying, "It's not Mr. Zhao that day, you have to suffer a loss..."

Qiao Qiao pouted, not liked to listen to this, and she stuffed some food into the bamboo basket in a depressed manner.

"Hey, this mouth can be a cow."

Suddenly, Zhao Hao's hateful voice rang in her ears. Qiaoqiao became happy, but she still said with a stern face: "You're going to have lunch before you come. You're too lazy."

Youdao is that a good man doesn’t fight with a woman, so Zhao Hao smiled and ignored her. In addition to the two fathers, there are rare other two diners at the food stall.

He calmly said that he had a table with his two father-in-laws, and while slowly ate breakfast, he casually talked about his leisure.

When the rest of the diners checked out and left, and the stall owner was about to turn off the fire, Zhao Hao suddenly waved and said, "Don't turn off the fire first, and then four bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup."

The stall owner just thought he wanted to pack it, and nodded with a smile. After a while, he brought four bowls of steaming soup.

Just as he was about to turn around to clean up the stall, Zhao Hao grabbed him and said, "Sit down and drink soup together."

"This, I..." The stall owner Fang wanted to say that he still had a lot of work, but how could he not give Zhao Hao face? He had to sit down.

Yu Jiachang and Mr. Zhao looked at Zhao Hao, and couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with your son? Is it mysterious?"

"Look, I'll make a trick for you." Zhao Hao said, taking out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and pouring some yellow powder into each bowl.

Then he stirred the spoon and signaled everyone to learn from him: "Try it and talk again."

Seeing that he was serious, the three of them nodded funny, stirred the soup in the bowl, and then scooped a spoonful of them into their mouths. They felt that the fresh fragrance that they had never felt had spread from the tip of their tongues to their mouths and spread to their brains, making people feel extremely happy and extremely enjoyable!

Especially Lao Jiachang and Zhao Laozhang, their tastes deteriorated as they were old, and they ate light and tasteless, so they could always take care of the business of stall owner... At this moment, they actually felt the clear and strong fragrance, just like they were back when they were young.

No, even when I was young, I never tasted such a delicious taste!

"hiss……"

“Huh?”

"scare……"

The three of them exclaimed at the same time, looking at the bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup that they were used to drinking in disbelief, and then they started to drink spoon after spoon.

"Are they possessed?" Qiao Qiao came over strangely and asked Zhao Hao, "What did you put?"

"Well, I put the potion, do you want to try it?" Zhao Hao scooped a spoonful and handed it to her.

Qiao Qiao's face turned red a little, but she took it as if nothing had happened. She tucked the hair in her ear with her little finger and delivered the spoon to her lips with her right hand, and stopped after tasting it lightly.

"Wow!" Her big eyes suddenly became brighter, and she couldn't stop talking in surprise: "I haven't drunk such a good thing yet!"

At this time, Qiaoqiao's mother also came over curiously, scooped a spoonful from Fang De's bowl, tasted it, and praised it all the same.

Zhao Hao held his arms and looked at everyone's wonderful expressions with a reserved look on his face. Suddenly, he found that the stall owner was in tears.

He couldn't help but secretly complain that stall owner Fang's acting skills are too exaggerated. I didn't add onions, so no matter how delicious it is, it won't make people cry, right?

Seeing Zhao Hao looking at him strangely, stall owner Fang realized that he had lost his composure. He hurriedly wiped his tears with an apron and smiled embarrassedly: "Young master, don't blame me, the villain suddenly felt something, and he couldn't help himself with his feelings."

"Yes, my father, if there is this thing, why worry about not making a comeback?" Qiaoqiao's mother understood her husband's thoughts and wiped her tears.

"I'm confused, why are you making a comeback?" Zhao Hao asked scratched his head.

"Young Master doesn't know that this stall owner is actually Boss Fang," Yu Jiachang drank no drop of his soup, and then he wiped his beard with unsatisfactory feelings and said, "He once opened a three-story restaurant on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and I don't know how much scenery it is."

"Oh? Then why did it fall into such a field?" Zhao Hao asked afterwards.

"Alas, there are too many powerful people in Nanjing, and it is difficult to do business. Be careful all year round. It's finally easy to run a restaurant," the stall owner took the conversation and said to Zhao Hao: "As a result, the restaurant next door thought I had robbed their business, so he said that I wanted to expand it and asked me to transfer the restaurant to them at an extremely low price. I didn't know at the time that their boss was actually the second son of Duke Wei, so I ignored it."

"Who knew that those who killed Qiandao actually got a dead body from somewhere and threw it to the door of our store in the middle of the night." Qiaoqiao's mother still trembled with anger when she lifted it up: "The next day, the government arrested the child's father and locked him up in the prison of Jiangning County. There was power there, and the government did not ask about the case for more than half a year, so she made excuses to drag it all day long. Is that prison a place where people can stay? I am afraid that if I drag it down, the child's father will not even have his life, so I had to agree to sell it out of the store, and then deal with it again, and then save him from bankruptcy."

The couple wiped each other for a while and Fang De calmed down his emotions and continued, "The family lost their lives and still had to pay the debts. They had to move to Caijia Lane. They wanted to open a breakfast shop to pay off their debts slowly, but I had never had a spoon, and my cooking skills were only average..."

Zhao Hao nodded silently, saying that people are more important than themselves.

"As a result, the family can barely make a living. Not to mention making a comeback, I don't even know when I can pay off my debts." Fang De finished naggingly, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "It makes the young master laugh."

"Isn't this the opportunity to make a comeback right in front of you?" Zhao Hao sighed with him for a while, and then the other party smiled and said, "This 'extreme fan' is for you!"

"Ah?" Fang De looked at Zhao Hao in disbelief, unable to stop talking about it for a long time.

"You fool, why don't you thank the young master!" The old armored officer on the side kicked him lightly.

"Thank you, my son, for your kindness! Fang De is hard to repay you even if you are a cow or a horse!"

Fang Decai woke up from his dream and quickly kowtowed to Zhao Hao. He had run a restaurant and could best understand the power of this "extremely fresh fan". Any restaurant with this thing will dominate Jinling!

Zhao Hao hurriedly held him with both hands and smiled gently, "Boss Fang doesn't have to do this. I'm just borrowing you to make a fortune. We can't say who thanks who we work together."

"Okay!" Old Man Zhao gave a thumbs up and praised him excitedly: "The people of the land are kind, but they are not arrogant. Young Master Zhao is truly a kind person!"

Zhao Hao blinked, and he was still thinking about how to praise Zhao Jin without any trace. Unexpectedly, the other party shamelessly praised him for his shamelessness...

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