After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan regretted it

"How did you know?"

Fang Tanya turned around and glanced at Jiang Hao with great interest.

Jiang Hao smiled and said: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking and understanding."

"So you can see it, but I seem to have heard that you, the doctor at Jiang Medical Hall, are a quack!" Fang Tanya smiled sweetly. She knew about Jiang Medical Hall's reputation in the Chinese Medicine Street just by asking around.

Jiang Hao spread his hands without replying, sat down and stopped talking.

"He is not a quack." But Chen Guoguo said to Fang Tanya angrily.

Fang Tanya smiled charmingly, looked at Jiang Hao who was sitting there and said nothing, and asked with interest, "How do you buy this beauty herbal tea?"

"100 yuan a cup!" Chen Guoguo hummed.

Jiang Hao was shocked. Fang Tanya took out 300 yuan without saying a word and said with a smile: "Pack me three cups."

"Okay." Chen Guoguo was not polite. She charged 300 yuan and poured three cups of beauty herbal tea for Fang Tanya to pack.

Jiang Hao stood up, took 300 yuan from Chen Guoguo, found 55 yuan in change and gave it to Fang Tanya: "15 yuan for a cup."

Fang Tanyamei smiled, then Jiang Hao took the money, and secretary Xu Lan took Chen Guoguo and packed three cups of herbal tea, and said, "I will come back to you if it works."

"Thank you, go slowly."

Jiang Hao nodded, watched Fang Tanya and the others leave, then sat down and continued playing with his mobile phone. Chen Guoguo pouted and said, "Brother Hao, what are you doing? She doesn't believe you anyway, so why don't you cheat her out of money. "

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "Okay, go back and get busy."

"Mr. Fang, do you really want to drink?"

After one last walk around the Traditional Chinese Medicine Street, Fang Tanya returned to the car and looked at the beauty herbal tea in her hand. Secretary Xu Lan looked nervous and said, "It's better not to drink it, Mr. Fang. At first glance, it's something made out of pretense. I've never seen it before." I’ve heard that herbal tea can also beautify your skin.”

"It's quite strange."

Fang Tanyafeng narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the beauty herbal tea in her hand, and said: "But Chinese medicine is profound and profound. Maybe it really has some beauty effects. Even if it doesn't, it won't kill people."

"Can…"

Before Xu Lan finished speaking, Fang Tanya started to drink. After drinking, she nodded and smiled charmingly: "It tastes pretty good, with the taste of lotus and licorice flowers. It seems that he put a lot of thought into the formula. It is suitable for girls to drink."

Xu Lan sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I hope nothing will happen..."

For the rest of the afternoon, Jiang Hao stayed in front of his herbal tea stall. Except for passers-by who took a few curious glances, no one asked about his beauty herbal tea and body-building herbal tea.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Jiang Hao closed the stall and put away the herbal tea. Fortunately, he brewed a little herbal tea at the beginning. The medicine did not last overnight, so the rest had to be thrown away, which was a pity.

After closing the door of Jiang Medical Hall, Jiang Hao rode an electric car to the vegetable market. After selling the vegetables, he went directly back to Jinghe Villa. He saw Zhang Wenguo drinking tea in the courtyard tea pavilion while admiring an ancient pair of clothes he had just brought back from Xiguan Antique City. painting.

"Dad, isn't mom home?" Jiang Hao asked Zhang Wenguo in the tea pavilion while carrying the dishes.

"Your mother is out playing mahjong, so there's no need for her dinner. By the way, Xiao Jiang, how about you come over and take a look at my painting?"

Zhang Wenguo waved to Jiang Hao and couldn't wait to share that he had brought back an ancient painting. He said excitedly: "This is an ancient painting I took out from Xiguan Antique City at noon. Although it is not a masterpiece, judging from the painting techniques, it is Worth collecting."

Jiang Hao went over and looked at the ancient paintings on the coffee table, which were typical splash-ink landscape paintings. In terms of painting techniques, they looked really good on the surface.

"Dad, how much did you pay for this painting?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Well, how about 120 million? Is it worth it?" Zhang Wenguo said with a smile.

But Jiang Hao shook his head, pointed to the canvas, and said, "This is a modern craft canvas, and the painting's axis head is carved from sandalwood. It is also carved with a modern craft knife. This should be an antique painting craft."

"What, imitation of ancient paintings?" Zhang Wenguo stared at Jiang Hao in disbelief.

"Well, it's worth tens of thousands of dollars." Jiang Hao nodded and smiled at Zhang Wenguo.

"No, you can read paintings?" Zhang Wenguo looked at Jiang Hao suspiciously.

Jiang Hao shrugged and said with a smile: "If you don't believe it, you can show it to someone else to check it for you. I'll go in and cook first."

Seeing Jiang Hao carrying the dishes back to the villa kitchen, Zhang Wenguo was stunned, immediately put away the ancient paintings and drove out quickly.

Now he couldn't think about having dinner. He had to quickly find a friend to confirm whether the painting was a forgery or not.

Seeing Zhang Wenguo hurried out, Jiang Hao shook his head and smiled.

My father-in-law has a bit of ink in his belly and likes to collect ancient paintings and antiques, but he is not even an amateur. Most of the things he picks up outside are fake.

Jiang Hao couldn't tell it before, but now he can clearly see the age and authenticity of these antiques.

Antiquities themselves carry a kind of time and history, and Jiang Hao can tell whether they are antiquities by relying on the antiquity of the antiquities.

Zhang Wenguo went out, his mother-in-law played mahjong, and Ye Ziyao didn't get off work, so Jiang Hao was the only one eating dinner, and he was happy to have some peace and quiet.

After dinner, Jiang Hao took a medical book in the tea pavilion in the courtyard, brewed a cup of tea and began to re-research some recipes for herbal tea.

With his current financial capacity, he cannot use good medicinal materials to prepare herbal tea, otherwise the beauty herbal tea will be even more effective.

"You're a prodigal, just buy a fake painting for 120 million..." Before he saw anyone, he heard his mother-in-law Ye Aiqin scolding her.

Zhang Wenguo held the ancient painting in his hand, followed back with a shrug, and said bitterly: "I didn't expect that bastard, Fatty Wang, to sell me a fake painting."

He had just taken the ancient painting to a friend for appraisal. As Jiang Hao said, the ancient painting was a modern imitation and had no collection value. Zhang Wenguo was ashamed and angry about this. 120 million was not a big sum of money to him. But it doesn’t feel good to be cheated.

"Hmph, I'll go with you tomorrow. You must return this painting, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."

Ye Aiqin gave Zhang Wenguo a hard look, but when she saw Jiang Hao drinking tea leisurely in the tea pavilion, he immediately shouted: "What are you looking at? Why don't you cook some chicken legs for me, Abi?"

Looking at the teddy dog ​​held by her mother-in-law, she sighed slightly, this dog lived a more comfortable life than herself...

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Ye Ziyao drove back alone in the Mercedes-Benz. She looked tired. Ye Aiqin asked: "Ziyao, why do you look so bad?"

"It's okay. I'm tired from working overtime. Mom, I look like I'm taking a shower."

Ye Ziyao didn't want to bring her company troubles home, so she went straight to the second floor without looking at Jiang Hao, who was feeding the teddy dog.

However, seeing Ye Ziyao's pale and tired look, Jiang Hao didn't pay much attention. He knew that she was busy with the development of New Century City in Lindong District and had only worked overtime until now...

The next morning, Jiang Hao made breakfast as usual. Ye Ziyao wore a pink shirt and a light blue skirt that covered her hips. Her fair legs were as straight and attractive as ivory, and she walked up the stairs on a pair of exquisite high heels. Come down.

Jiang Hao turned to look at her, but found that her face was a little pale and she was in low spirits, so he asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Ye Ziyao was not energetic. She glanced at Jiang Hao and sat down to eat breakfast without speaking to him.

Jiang Hao gave her a bowl of porridge and said with a smile: "No matter how busy you are at work, your body is your own, so you should get more rest."

"Like you, staying in your shabby medical clinic every day with nothing to do?" Ye Ziyaoruo's eyes widened slightly and she snorted coldly to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao was startled, smiled and stopped talking.

"I won't eat anymore." Ye Ziyao stood up, took her bag and car keys and left.

Watching her drive away, Jiang Hao smiled helplessly. He was used to Ye Ziyao's indifferent attitude and thought that he was a useless, unmotivated loser...