Rural Shennong

If this happens, Lin Guoren is the eldest son and he is the eldest grandson, so he will naturally inherit most of the inheritance.

Lin Guoyi is only the second child, and he can share some leftovers with him.

Lin Yuru, a daughter who has been married off for a long time, can't get anything.

Lin Guoren's head was covered with cold sweat: "You...you let me..."

Lin Guoren never dared to think about letting his own father return to the west as soon as possible.

Lin Xiaojun gritted his teeth and said, "When you break it, you break it, and you keep chaotic."

"You treat the old man as your father, and I treat him as your grandfather, but what does he regard us as?"

"In the eyes of that old fool, we are not as good as that little boy surnamed Chen next to Lin Yuru."

"Dad, we don't have much time left."

"Anyway, the old man hasn't had a good life for a few years, so let's just keep doing it and get back what belongs to us!"

After hearing his son's words, the panic in Lin Guoren's eyes gradually dissipated, and he became more determined.

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After the Lin family's affairs were settled, Chen Ping focused on the restaurant.

The business of Pingxin restaurant is getting more and more popular.

As a result, the business of the Song Family's Riverside Hotel on the opposite side was sluggish, and it was not as good as before.

Song Yaoxing's mouth was blistered in anxiety.

He knows very well that the opening cost of Pingxin Restaurant is very low, and with a huge customer base, the speed of opening new restaurants is very fast.

If this continues, not only this branch will be deserted, but all branches will be crowded out by Pingxin Restaurant sooner or later.

Just when Song Yaoxing was in a hurry to get angry, Wei Lianfeng rushed to the office in a hurry: "Song Shao, I have thought of a good way!"

Last time Song Yaoxing asked Wei Lianfeng to follow the example of Pingxin Restaurant and come up with a gimmick that can attract customers.

After Wei Lianfeng went back, he thought hard and finally came up with a plan.

"Don't the dishes in Pingxin Restaurant have various effects? I think that's nonsense."

Song Yaoxing frowned and said, "But according to what I've heard, their dishes are really effective."

Wei Lianfeng said disdainfully: "That's just some psychological effect, it may not be really useful."

"I think we can do something similar."

"Didn't you say that women earn the best money? I recently conducted a questionnaire survey and found that there are three diseases that women are most concerned about."

"One is obese, the other is for beauty, and the other is because women are naturally cold and feel unwell during menstruation."

"Obesity is not easy for us to solve. In terms of beauty, there is a cucumber in Pingxin Restaurant. If we do it again, people will think we are copying."

"So I think we can start from solving women's dysmenorrhea due to cold palace."

Song Yaoxing's expression changed: "What are you going to do?"

Wei Lianfeng was confident: "Song Shao, we can introduce a special fish soup."

"I have consulted several old Chinese doctors, and they all said that fish soup has the effect of warming and nourishing the body, nourishing the palace and warding off the cold."

"Let's talk about dysmenorrhea, isn't it just pain in the final analysis? Why don't we just add some painkillers to the fish soup?"

"As long as the dosage is small, the taste will not change much."

"The female customer has experienced the effect, how do I know whether it is the palace cold or the painkiller?"

Song Yaoxing hesitated: "Add medicine to the dish, this..."

Wei Lianfeng said anxiously: "Young Master Song, please don't worry about these details anymore."

Song Yaoxing didn't care at all whether the customers would make a mistake.

He just felt that this kind of thing was too risky. Once they were stabbed out, the reputation of their Riverside Hotel would be ruined immediately.

Wei Lianfeng didn't want to let his plan of hard thinking and meditation be in vain.

He continued to persuade: "The business of Pingxin Restaurant is too hot. If it continues like this, Chen Ping will definitely open another branch."

"Now they have only one store, and many customers who can't eat in line will choose our store."

"If you don't take this opportunity, push out our gimmicks and keep old customers."

"When Chen Ping opens more branches, it will be too late!"

Song Yaoxing has long been worried about this.

Hearing what Wei Lianfeng said again, he finally made a decision: "Okay, I will do as you say."

Wei Lianfeng nodded and said, "Young Master Song, don't worry this time."

"The decoration of our restaurant is better than that of Pingxin Restaurant, and the grade is higher than theirs."

"As long as there is this good gimmick, I guarantee that the old customers will be stabilized, and those customers from the Pingxin Restaurant in the former district will return as soon as possible."

Song Yaoxing gritted his teeth: "You immediately arrange a few confidant chefs in the store and let them make the best fish soup!"

"Seeing Chen Ping frisky all day, this young master feels uncomfortable!"

Chen Ping was going back to Ningdong, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of Lin Guoyi and Shen Shuling, so he stayed at Lin's house for one night.

During the meal, Lin Guoyi and his wife thanked Chen Ping a thousand times and kept serving him food.

After dinner, Chen Ping was arranged in the guest room.

Lin Yuru was in her room, dealing with official business, when Shen Shuling walked in.

"Girl, don't be too busy, Mom has something to tell you."

Lin Yuru closed the notebook and asked suspiciously, "Is there anything I couldn't say just now?"

Shen Shuling took her hand: "Yuru, from now on, you will be in charge of the affairs of the factory."

"Your grandfather asked you to come back to Jiang'an, don't you need to say hello to Chen Mingliang?"

Lin Yuru was silent for a moment: "Mom, Chen Mingliang has been missing for several months."

"I don't know where he is now, and I can't contact him."

Shen Shuling sighed faintly: "Yuru, I'm sorry..."

As she spoke, Shen Shuling wiped away her tears.

It turned out that although Lin Yuru hadn't mentioned her to her family in recent years, her parents were not fools.

They could all guess that Lin Yuru must have had a bad life, otherwise she wouldn't have been home for several years.

The so-called son-in-law will not even miss a face.

They all wanted to know how Lin Yuru was living now, and what went wrong with Chen Mingliang.

Lin Yuru said calmly: "In these years, he hasn't stayed at home for a few days at all, and he comes back occasionally..."

"It won't be long before I leave."

Lin Yuru didn't say that Chen Mingliang gambled, nor did he say that after Chen Mingliang returned home, he either asked her for money or beat or scolded her.

But hearing her daughter's hesitation, Shen Shuling could guess something.

"Why doesn't this kind of person die, it's really useless to blind such a good girl in our family!"

Speaking of this, Shen Shuling suddenly changed the topic: "Yuru, how do you think A Ping compares with Chen Mingliang?"

Lin Yuru's face turned red to the base of her neck: "He, he's fine!"

Seeing her daughter's evasive eyes and shy face, Shen Shuling felt confident.

"Your dad and I, by the way, and Shanshan also think that Aping is pretty good, much better than Chen Mingliang."

"Shanshan also said that it would be great if Ah Ping was her brother-in-law."

Lin Yuru's heart was pounding, and her face was flushed red: "Mom, what are you talking about, Aping and I don't have that much trouble at all."

She got up and pushed Shen Shuling out: "I still have to work, so don't bother me."

Pushing Shen Shuling out of the door, Lin Yuru leaned against the door panel, clutching her chest, suppressing her violent heartbeat.