My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

The hot afternoon sun does not reduce the heat.

Yang Feng drove much faster than before without realizing it.

When Yang Feng returned home, it was almost dark.

Donghe Town.

As soon as it started to get dark, the street lights came on.

After not coming back for a while, Yang Feng saw that there were many changes here.

In particular, Yang Feng also saw the only big river in Donghe Town, which was full of excavators at work.

The reason so many machines are working at the same time is to open this section of the canal next year.

In addition, there are widened roads and a lot of infrastructure.

Yang Feng could see that there were more and more investors here, and there had obviously been special allocations for infrastructure.

"Let's go to town and get something to eat."

Yang Feng looked at the time and it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

If I go back at this time, I guess everyone at home will have already eaten.

People in the countryside always eat very early, and Yang Feng didn't want to trouble his parents again because of this.

He drove towards the Food City in Donghe Town.

Today's food city has been fully built.

It was lunch time at this time, so the shops on both sides were unusually busy.

Seeing the lively scene here, Yang Feng also smiled and walked into a chicken pot restaurant.

In the store.

There was almost no space left at this point.

However, the boss still came up to greet him enthusiastically: "Boss, what would you like to eat?"

"Boss, give me a chicken pot, and give me some other snacks."

Yang Feng explained.

The boss agreed repeatedly, asked Yang Feng to find a seat, and then went to the kitchen to give instructions.

Yang Feng sat down and looked outside the glass wall.

With the hustle and bustle of traffic, this place doesn't look like a small town at all, but more like a bustling area in a city.

When Yang Feng saw the current state of Donghe Town, he smiled more.

The waiter quickly brought a plate of food.

Yang Feng got a bowl of rice, sat down happily and was about to start eating.

Just as he put the first piece of chicken into his mouth, he felt something was wrong.

His brows furrowed slightly.

"Ok?"

Yang Feng slowly spit out the chicken in his mouth and placed it on the table.

He looked carefully, and then his face gradually became gloomy.

He was originally happy, but at this moment his expression turned grim.

"boss!"

Yang Feng immediately called out to the boss.

The boss rushed out of the kitchen at this time and said enthusiastically, "Boss, is there anything I can help you with? Your food will be here soon. Please just wait a moment."

"Can you take me to your kitchen?"

Yang Feng asked.

His words stunned the boss.

Then, the boss immediately looked at the chicken on the table that had been bitten but spit out by Yang Feng.

A hint of nervousness flashed across his expression, but he quickly calmed down and said, "The kitchen is busy right now, what's wrong with you?"

"Everyone stop eating, anyone who wants to pay can leave now! I'll pay for your meal!"

Yang Feng called out to all the customers in the store.

At this time, dozens of people in the store looked towards Yang Feng when they heard the voice.

They don't know what happened.

But the boss also felt that something was wrong at this time, and immediately said: "Everyone, there are some small matters to be dealt with in the store, please go out first."

As he spoke, he asked the waiter to help ask all the guests to leave.

In addition, just one look from him made the people in the kitchen come out wearing white chef uniforms.

As the store was cleared out, the waiter deliberately pulled down the curtains and the door.

The lively scene in the store disappeared in an instant, leaving only the boss and his six or seven employees, as well as Yang Feng who was sitting there.

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "Boss, it should be convenient now, right? Can you take me to the kitchen?"

"Brother, you look like you are a local too, right?"

"Yes, from Fengshan Village."

Yang Feng answered calmly.

When the boss heard that they were from Fengshan Village, he immediately said, "Oh? That's the village where Yang Feng is, right?"

"What, what's the problem?"

"No, I heard that the people in your village are very rich now. I think if you go home, you can live a good life. So when you are away from home, you should not meddle in other people's business."

As the boss spoke, he deliberately switched to the local dialect, using a threatening tone.

As soon as Yang Feng heard his accent, he knew that he was also a local.

And the other people in the store should also be locals.

Yang Feng laughed and said, "Why? I just want to take a look at the kitchen. Is there really something shameful in the kitchen?"

"I really told you, anyone can look into the kitchen except you."

The boss snorted.

Yang Feng's smile deepened, and he said, "Are you afraid that I'll see you use dead chickens, or are you afraid that I'll see you use gutter oil?!"

When these words were spoken, everyone in the store showed surprised expressions.

They looked at the spitted chicken on the table again and understood instantly.

This guy really ate it out.

In fact, the boss had already discovered it just now, which is why he cooperated with Yang Feng so well.

The boss snorted coldly and said, "We only use high-quality ingredients in our store. I'm telling you, don't mess around here. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"You're so ruthless..."

A smile appeared on Yang Feng's lips.

Just when Yang Feng was about to have some fun with these people, a chef nearby noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

"No! Someone is taking photos outside the window!"

This chef is also very sensitive.

He immediately walked out of the small door next to him, and then rushed forward.

Just as the person taking the photos outside realized what was happening and wanted to escape, he was caught by the chef.

The person in the secret photo was a girl who looked like she had just graduated from college not long ago.

Yang Feng took a look and quickly recognized the man.

It was Tian Qianqian who helped shoot the promotional video during the Dragon Boat Festival.

At this time, Tian Qianqian had been forcibly captured back.

The chef snatched the phone from her hand and snorted, "You are taking photos here secretly, which is illegal, you know?!"

The chef seemed to know a little bit of law, and at this moment he threw his phone to the ground.

The boss stepped on the broken pieces of the phone, then looked at the two people in front of him and said coldly: "It seems that there is another one who is looking for death."

Tian Qianqian was a little panicked at this time.

She looked at Yang Feng beside her and said, "Yang... Director Yang..."

"I'm hurting you."

Yang Feng smiled.

Tian Qianqian looked at the few people and then at the blocked exits around her.

The boss snorted coldly and said, "You are looking for death if you want to find any evidence here. I tell you, I use only the best oil and the best fresh chicken. You want to blackmail me here? Do you have any evidence?!"