Medical Brocade Concentric

It's okay if the business of Qixing Building is not good. If it's not good, at most there will be gangs coming to collect some protection fees on a monthly basis. If the business is booming, they will definitely be coveted.

And once people find out that it was driven by a foreigner, in the eyes of those gangs, it will be a fat sheep delivered to the door.

Even if they don't take it as their own, they will definitely be bitten off a piece of meat. If they don't take out at least half of the profits, they won't be able to feed them.

But it is clearly their own restaurant, all the costs are their own, but they have to give half of the profits to others for nothing. Neither Su Jin nor Qin Lang would be willing to do such a tricky thing.

The two talked for a while, hugged and kissed for a while, and then got up sticky.

Qin Lang was determined to dress her, his eyes were fierce and presumptuous, and he wished to see through her imprinted in his heart, which made Su Jin blush again and raised his hand to hit him. As a result, the two of them started fighting again and got up for half an hour before leaving the room.

As soon as she left the room, Su Jin subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The sun was past noon, and she felt a little ashamed.

Wang Chun and the others were secretly amused, they all knew that she was thin-skinned, and each of them tried to put on a nonchalant look, but it seemed that she was two points more stiff and deliberate than usual.

Seeing this, Su Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she just pretended, and it was pretty good, so she didn't feel so ashamed.

Lunch is already ready.

After washing up, the two sat down to eat together.

Wangchun was considerate and asked Xiaoxing to cook a table of dishes that both Qin Lang and Su Jin loved.

As soon as the food was eaten, Su Jin knew that it was Xiaoxing's craftsmanship, and urged Qin Lang to eat more: "These dishes must be made by Xiaoxing, do you think they taste particularly good? There is her chef in Qixing Building, she will definitely Happy opening."

Qin Lang fed her a sip of the thickly stewed mushroom chicken soup, smiled and said: "Well, the cooking is not bad."

"Not bad?" Su Jin curled her lips, obviously very dissatisfied with Qin Lang's disapproving tone, and said unconvinced: "This is obviously very good, I have never seen such a good chef in cooking." How about a person with such great talent and craftsmanship, you actually say it’s not bad? Is there anything better than this?”

"Of course there is." Qin Lang took a deep look at Su Jin, and said with a smile: "My Ajin's craftsmanship is unparalleled, unique, and the best in the world!"

Su Jin felt sweet in his heart, his cheeks were slightly hot, smudged with a faint glow.

Regardless of how credible this statement is, at least it sounds very pleasant and pleasing to the eye.

Joy from the heart is joy from the heart, how many catties and taels of Su Jin I have is still counted.

Immediately, he gave Qin Lang an angry look, and Lao Gao raised the corner of his lips and said: "You are talking nonsense with your eyes open."

Qin Lang "It's not a lie, in my heart, Ah Jin's craftsmanship is the best."

The corners of Su Jin's lips curled up even higher: "Vulgar!"

Qin Lang laughed.

After the two of them had lunch, Qin Lang met with Escort Lu, thanked him solemnly, and asked him to help protect Su Jin's safety.

Lu Escort responded politely, while secretly looking at Qin Lang, he couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Experts don't need to do anything, and Lu Biaotou also understands that his proud kung fu is incomparable in front of Qin Lang.

Looking at his tall and straight figure, handsome face, piercing eyes, good temperament, possessing an indescribable nobleness that can be retracted freely, one can't help feeling even more, no wonder Mrs. Qin is thinking, this old master Qin is really good.

In contrast, Amo looked at Qin Lang with a little more carelessness and disapproval.

I was secretly scoring Qin Lang in my heart, and I came to a judgment that I thought was more objective: not very good.

Qin Lang snorted lightly, glanced at him with a half-smile and said: "I heard from my family, A Jin, that you have fought black fists?"

Amo raised his chin proudly, and the young man's arrogance was fully revealed: "Ten games, eight wins and two draws, I have never lost."

Qin Lang disdained: "Winning some garbage is something to be proud of? It seems that you are nothing more than that!"

"What did you say?" Amo almost jumped up.

Qin Lang hooked his fingers: "Come with me."

Amo snorted coldly: "Okay!"

Do you want to compete with him? Don't think that he is a master, so he has to let him go. Tell him, he will never let it go! There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield!

Su Jin was funny, took Qin Lang's hand and laughed softly: "Don't be too cruel!"

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows a little jealously: Why?

The daughter-in-law protects this boy so much, that's why he is so used to him that he doesn't know what he is like? Qin Lang decided to be more ruthless.

Su Jin smiled "puchi", and gently scratched Qin Lang's palm with her slender fingers, and said softly: "If you beat him too hard and hurt him, wouldn't I have fewer people to use? I have to keep him for nothing. He's recovering from his injuries? Thanks!"

Qin Lang laughed loudly, hugged Su Jin forcefully and then let go: "Ah Jin is right, it's because I didn't think carefully about my husband."

Amo was so angry that his nose was about to smoke. He gritted his teeth and gave Qin Lang a hard look. He decided to fight for his dignity and must win.

The two went to the backyard.

When he came out, there was only Qin Lang alone.

As for Amo, Qin Lang patted Su Jin on the shoulder: "Don't worry, there is no injury, you can use it as you want."

Su Jin giggled lightly: "You!"

Qin Lang smiled softly and said: "My family, Ah Jin, is lucky. This kid is a good young man, especially light kung fu. Hard work will definitely pay off. There are also many evil spirits. With him around, I feel more at ease."

Su Jin smiled, hugged his arm and said, "I'll take you to see Uncle Guan."

Qin Lang is actually not interested in Uncle Guan who is good at refining and making various utensils. If he has this skill, he might as well be more intimate with his wife.

He just didn't want to go against his wife's intentions, so he smiled and said that he would go with her.

In the west courtyard, as soon as you enter, there is a burst of clanging and knocking.

The two servants started to work together with Guan Hong.

Guan Hong raised his head and glanced at Su Jin, his eyes fell on Qin Lang, and he was startled.

Su Jin smiled: "This is my husband Qin Lang."

Guan Hong hurriedly smiled to accompany him: "Master Qin!"

Qin Lang nodded slightly and hummed, this obsequiousness really didn't match the previous master's style at all, it was quite contrary to harmony.

Su Jin waved his hands and smiled, "Is there anything ready? Let's see."

Guan Hong hurriedly showed several types of scalpels, tweezers and other things to the two of them: "It was all made in the past two or three days, and the complete set that Madam wanted is not yet ready, and I will send it to someone when it is ready. "

Qin Lang casually picked up the things he made and looked at them, his expression was a little different.

Although he doesn't know how to smelt, he can see that these things are good or bad as soon as he gets started. This person's craftsmanship is indeed excellent.

And Su Jin looked at the finished products, pointed them to Qin Lang one by one, and praised them with great satisfaction.