Rebirth 70, I want to be Niu Hulu Qinghuan

"That's settled then." Elder Xue waved his hand to interrupt the guard's words, "I will live here and follow the doctor's arrangements in everything."

The guard wanted to say something, but Mr. Xue glared at him and he had to shut his mouth.

Ji Qinghuan nodded with satisfaction. "In that case, please move over, Mr. Xue. I'll take you to choose a room."

Having said that, Ji Qinghuan walked out and took Mr. Xue to choose a room.

Elder Xue chose a room that was close to Ji Qinghuan's clinic. There was a wooden bed with a bed curtain in the room. The furnishings in the room were simple, with a table, four chairs, and a bed. But the room was very warm, even though it was already winter outside. However, there was no kang in the room, and it was still so warm. I didn't notice it before, and just thought there were many people. Now I realize that it's not the case. He turned around and looked at Ji Qinghuan, "This room is so warm...but I don't see a stove!"

"Mr. Xue, I had this renovated a while ago. The floor heating in the basement is centralized in this house, once in the morning and once in the evening." Ji Qinghuan used the geothermal method of later generations to prepare to heat all these courtyards with geothermal heating. Currently, only this one has been renovated. And the people who burned the furnace were none other than the three bodyguards of Ji's father and mother, who took turns to burn the fire. The three of them didn't have any ideas, anyway, Ji Qinghuan's family had good food and could do any work. And two bodyguards were enough to be with Ji's father and mother every day.

"There are so many talented people in China." Mr. Xue always believed that his talent was recognized by the country. What he learned happened to be what the country needed. In life, there are often more talented people who are just buried by the times.

"Mr. Xue, I will have someone make some light food and send it to you in the next few days. You can start the treatment only after your body has rested well. You can rest here in peace in the next few days. Don't think too much. Relax your body and clear your mind."

After hearing this, Mr. Xue was stunned. He had never mentioned his occupation, but this person could understand that he had been using his brain for many years. It was really... But Mr. Xue still replied, "I will try my best!"

"Not try my best, but definitely!" Ji Qinghuan was ready to leave. He turned around and said, "The gatehouse is empty, there is a bed inside, if the guards don't leave, they can stay there! Someone will come to deliver food later!" Ji Qinghuan left after saying that. He had so many things to do every day, how could he spend all his time here.

Ji Qinghuan walked into the backyard and entered the room in the corner. After entering, he closed the door from the inside. Then he opened the cabinet and quickly left through the dark passage. Before going home, he changed his clothes in the space and then left home directly.

Ji Qinghuan first came to Qingyuxuan to see the flow of customers. He felt the money rushing into his pocket. The place was full, and there were more than ten people waiting outside. Ji Qinghuan took a look and walked in with a smile.

At this time, a woman who had been waiting for half an hour saw that Ji Qinghuan did not take a queue number and walked in directly. She was not happy and shouted, "That lady, don't you see that there are so many people queuing here? Have some manners and don't cut in line!"

Hearing someone speak up, the people behind him also plucked up the courage to speak up, "That's right, how can you be so shameless at such a young age? Why are you cutting in line?"

Ji Qinghuan was only there to greet customers in the first two days after the restaurant opened. Later on, he stopped caring about the waiters he hired because they were quite good at talking. He would occasionally look at the account book, or study new dishes with Su Xiaoyu in the kitchen. The old chef also learned a lot of new dishes and worked even harder. Ji Qinghuan and Su Xiaoyu didn't understand this guy. Wouldn't he be tired from doing so much work? Why did he seem to work harder and harder?

Ji Qinghuan and Su Xiaoyu could never have imagined what the master was thinking. The master thought that since the boss had taught him his skills without reservation, he should work hard and seriously. Nowadays, even if an apprentice has been there for three years, the master may not be able to teach so many things. Those who come to learn now have learned so many dishes in their lifetime. Before, they only learned a few Beijing and Shandong cuisines, but now, they can learn a few Sichuan cuisines, Cantonese cuisines, Henan cuisines, Hangzhou cuisines, and Northeastern cuisines. Ji Qinghuan stopped, turned his head to look at the older sister, smiled and said, "Auntie, I am the owner of this store. I don't have to queue up when I come to the store."

When everyone heard Ji Qinghuan's words, they suddenly quieted down. They didn't expect that the young woman in front of them was actually the boss. But some people still didn't believe it. Just as they were about to speak, they listened.

Ji Qinghuan went on to say: "Don't worry, everyone. I will ask the waiter to add seats for you so that everyone can taste our delicious food as soon as possible." As she spoke, she winked at the waiter at the door.

The waiter understood what he meant and immediately began to arrange seats. Soon, all the customers who were waiting outside were invited into the store.

After Ji Qinghuan came to the kitchen, she first chatted with Su Xiaoyu and the experienced master chef for a while, and flipped through the account book. Then, she turned to look at Su Xiaoyu with a flattering smile on her face: "Xiaoyu, can you cook a few dishes for me according to my recipe later?"

Hearing Ji Qinghuan's request, Su Xiaoyu asked curiously: "Oh? What dish?"

Ji Qinghuan smiled slightly, and then handed over the recipe and the herbs needed. She smiled mysteriously and said, "Hey, it's a medicinal diet!"

When Su Xiaoyu saw the recipe, her eyes almost popped out, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Medicinal food?" Although Su Xiaoyu had cooked many different kinds of dishes, she had never tried this special cuisine. At this moment, she stared at the recipe as if she had found a treasure, as if she had discovered some rare treasure. "Is this for me?"

"I'm lending it to you! I only have this one! Don't lose it. You can copy a copy and give it back to me." Ji Qinghuan finally got this precious recipe book, so naturally she didn't want to give it to others easily. However, it's okay to let Su Xiaoyu take a look at it, but as for giving it away, forget it. "Here is a menu. We will make black chicken bones stewed with ginseng and fried lily with jujube kernels later! There will also be lotus seed and lily eight-treasure porridge in the evening, and tomorrow... prepare two copies of the medicinal food. In addition, let Chef Guo cook some dishes at will, and Aunt Zhao will come back to pick up the food!" Ji Qinghuan instructed the people around her. Although she was very relieved about others, she was still busy with her studies. After all, Ji Qinghuan was eager to obtain a degree certificate and a graduation certificate this semester. Although doing business does not necessarily require a high degree, getting into college has always been her goal in the past, and graduating smoothly is also her pursuit.

"Then I'll leave first!" Ji Qinghuan turned and left as soon as she finished speaking. In fact, before she left home, she had already told Aunt Zhao everything in detail, and asked Aunt Zhao to bring the bodyguards who stayed at home to pick up the food.

When Ji Qinghuan walked out of the store, she gazed at the bustling scene in the store, and her heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. She knew that her hard work had not been in vain, and the store was gradually getting on the right track, and she was incomparably happy.