Even when exposed, Mu Henian was able to hold his own, "He helped me catch evil cultivators twice. I really can't do anything like burning bridges.

Since he needs this job, I will definitely give it to him.

But if trouble comes, what will I do?"

Lin Qian: "What kind of abacus are you using? Why is it so loud?"

"Your noble heart is bright and clear, and I can't hide anything from you. I don't want to ask you for any treasure. I just hope that if I am in big trouble, I would like to ask you to help me again."

"Old Mu, you are such a calculating person. You have never thought that bad luck and good fortune are determined in a person's life. At your age, there is really no need to worry about bad luck."

Mu Henian was stunned when he heard this.

What does this mean?

No need to worry about bad luck?

Does this mean that he has no bad luck, or that he only has a few days to live?

"Okay, if you have nothing else to do, hang up." Lin Qian hung up without waiting for the other party's reaction.

Mu Henian just held the phone and thought about it all morning.

I wanted to call him again to find out more, but I was afraid that the noble man would find him annoying.

Lin Qian hung up the phone simply because she was home.

Her father was standing at the gate of the courtyard talking to someone. She stood aside and listened for a while before she understood.

The man at the door came to buy their food.

But why her father stood at the door and chatted with this person was entirely because this person was a new customer, and he was a customer who came to him without saying hello in advance.

This is an elderly man, accompanied by a young assistant.

The young assistant didn't say anything. Only the old man asked with a strong attitude: "Is there anything else you say here that requires a reservation before it can be sold?"

Although there are no hard and fast rules, there has always been a tacit understanding between Dad Lin and his clients.

"If I had contacted you in advance, I could have told you what vegetables are available in the fields." Dad Lin said, "If there are no vegetables left that you don't like, it will save you a trip."

The old man said forcefully: "You are such an interesting person. Do I have your phone number? Can I contact you?"

Dad Lin wondered, "Weren't you introduced here by friends and relatives?" Why not get their contact information?

"What kind of friends and relatives?" the old man said disdainfully, "I just heard people in the same community brag that your food can lower blood sugar and blood pressure, and that eating it is more effective than medicine. I came here to see it."

Mother Lin also came out of the house at this moment. Listening to what the old man said, Mother Lin felt that this person might be looking for trouble.

Dad Lin: "My family only sells ordinary vegetables. I have never said that those vegetables can lower blood pressure."

"Huh! I knew it!" the old man said, "Only people who don't have brains will believe what he says."

Mother Lin could see now that the old man was looking for trouble, but maybe not for them.

The old man said, "Whatever vegetables you have in your field, weigh two pounds for me."

"You want to go to the fields to see..."

Before Father Lin finished speaking, the old man raised his hand and said, "No, any food will do. I only need two kilograms."

Ever since the Lin family started selling vegetables, everyone would buy them in big bags, and this one asked for two kilograms.

"Can you eat spinach?" Dad Lin asked.

As you get older, it is normal if you have any illness that prevents you from eating spinach.

"Yes! What can't you eat with spinach?"

Father Lin got on his electric bike, took the basket and went to the fields.

As the host, Mother Lin said politely, "Come in, sit down and have a glass of water."

The old man was very disrespectful and said, "No, I'm not thirsty."

After he finished speaking, the old man covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Mother Lin didn't want to deal with such a stubborn old man, so she simply pulled Lin Qian into the house.

Soon Father Lin came back with a basket of spinach.

Put it in a bag and hand it to him, "I'll charge you twenty-five yuan."

The old man shook the bag and asked, "Are there two pounds here?"

"I forgot to tell you, my vegetables are not sold by the pound." Father Lin said, "They are sold by the handful. A handful of spinach costs five yuan, but here it is almost five handfuls."

You can tell by looking at his expression that the old man really wanted to discuss this matter with Father Lin, but he was about to leave his mouth and held back for some reason.

He quickly gave the money and asked his assistant to take him back.

When Father Lin entered the house, Mother Lin asked him: "Did you really sell the vegetables to him?"

"Just a little spinach." Father Lin showed the cash in his hand, "Twenty-five, does this need to be recorded?"

"Remember your size." Mother Lin was a little uneasy, "Do you think this person is here specifically to cause trouble? Maybe he was called by Lin Fang's family."

Father Lin: "You are too imaginative. That person looks like he is not short of money at first glance. What kind of background does Lin Fang have to hire such a person?"

"I think that person is just trying to cause trouble."

Mother Lin may be right.

But what that person wanted to do was really not them, but the neighbor who was showing off how amazing this dish was in the community.

He handed the vegetables he bought to the aunt in charge of cooking and said, "Fry them for me right away."

The aunt was confused and said, "Teacher Mo, lunch is ready. Can we fry the spinach in the evening?"

"What are you talking about? If you are asked to do it now, do it now. I want to eat it."

The aunt turned around and rolled her eyes secretly, thinking that the older she gets, the harder it is to take care of her.

Seeing that the spinach was still quite clean, Auntie simply rinsed it twice on the faucet and started cooking.

Soon a plate of spinach was brought to the old man.

The old man was coughing, and the aunt said with concern, "How about you drink some medicine first."

"Don't talk too much!" The old man was stubborn and rebellious. The more others tried to persuade him, he would act like a donkey and insist on turning in the opposite direction.

When the cough subsided a little, he stretched out his chopsticks and picked up some spinach.

The aunt saw that he had just finished coughing and was about to eat, so she advised him to take it slow, not to eat in a hurry, but to drink a few sips of water first.

It has been said that this person is a donkey.

The more you persuade, the more you want to eat.

You have to eat despite the discomfort.

He knew that at this time, no matter what food he ate, he would not be able to taste it.

But he didn't expect that when he put the dish in his mouth, he could actually taste it, and he actually thought it was delicious.

The spinach was very tender, and the leaves broke into pieces after just a few chews in his mouth.

The more you chew, the more pronounced the umami flavor becomes.

"How much chicken essence do you put in?" the old man asked the aunt.

Auntie thought to herself, what's going on with this old man? He must be looking for trouble, right?

I thought so in my heart, but the appearance remained as stable as ever, "Just a little bit of freshness."

"A little?" The old man didn't believe it.

As he spoke, he swallowed the food unconsciously. As soon as it passed his throat, he stopped immediately.

What's wrong isn't the chicken essence, it's the dish that's wrong.

It was the time when he had a recurrence of strep throat. After coughing, he felt itchy and painful, and felt very uncomfortable. Nothing he usually ate could relieve him quickly.

But how does it feel when he swallows this dish? His throat feels much better immediately after swallowing it?
Chapter completed!