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90. The customer is God

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    "Think about it, have you offended anyone?" Mi Qilin asked cautiously seeing Yin Chuhuan's complexion.

    "Maybe it's because you came to Jinzunlou, and other restaurants feel that they have robbed them of their business, so they have hatred for Jinzunlou?" Yin Chuhuan swept away the sullen look on his face, and raised one corner of his lips, with a slight smile.  smirk.

    "Is it my fault for saying that?" Mi Qilin gave him a blank look, and he could still joke about it no matter what time it was.  Even the two shops were unlucky, so they didn't show any distress.  Really rich and powerful.

    "Why do you blame you? I'm just kidding. Let's go. Let's change one." Yin Chuhuan quickly changed his mood and made a decisive decision.

    "Local tyrant. I really don't know how many shops you still have that can be ruined." Mi Qilin secretly rolled his eyes and left with him.

    But this time, Yin Chuhuan didn't take Mi Qilin to any empty shops, because someone deliberately sabotaged twice in succession, and the methods were more vicious than the other, so there is no guarantee that something more dangerous will not happen the third time.

    Therefore, he simply brought Mi Qilin to the Qianjin Building.

    If it wasn't for his scruples, he wouldn't have brought Mi Qilin to the Qianjin Building. After all, this is the place of fireworks. Although he is the boss behind the scenes, he doesn't want Mi Qilin to be contaminated with the smell of this place.

    The Qianjin Building has three floors. There are no wing rooms on the first floor. There are all Eight Immortals tables for guests to drink and have fun. Each table is surrounded by almost transparent light gauze curtains.  The girls sang and played music to entertain the guests.

    The second floor is a higher-end wing room, which has a main hall and a bedroom. There is more privacy/privacy for playing here. The guests who can go to the second floor are generally either rich or expensive.

    The third floor is even more upscale. There are fewer wing rooms, but each room is spacious and luxuriously decorated.  Those who can afford to go to the third floor are almost relatives of the royal family or some people with special status. The average local tyrants are not qualified to go to the third floor if they only have money.

    The kitchen in the backyard of Qianjin Building generally only cooks meals for the first and second floors.  There is a dedicated kitchen for meals on the third floor, which is at the farthest corner of the third floor.

    There was only one guest on the third floor that day, and it did not interfere with Mi Qilin's practice, so Yin Chuhuan gave up the kitchen on the third floor to Mi Qilin.

    As soon as Mi Qilin entered the kitchen, he was blinded by the bright interior. The whole kitchen was spotless. The floor was covered with non-slip and water-absorbing pink sandstone.  There are all kinds of kitchen utensils hanging on the wall, which are complicated but not messy. If not for the sight of kitchen utensils and two stoves, Mi Qilin must feel that he has gone to the wrong place.

    "Don't be in a daze. Let's get started. I'll stay with you in the kitchen." Yin Chuhuan tugged on Mi Qilin's sleeve to bring her back to her senses.

    "Local tyrant." Mi Qilin was speechless for the second time.

    Opening the note-taking utensils that he carried with him, Mi Qilin began to cook according to the recipe written on it.

    At this moment, Jiang Yingying walked in, but she had a confused and anxious look on her face.

    "What's wrong?" Yin Chuhuan asked.

    "Returning to the master, the guests in the private room seem to be in a bad situation" Jiang Yingying refers to the guests in the private room on the third floor, "The guest suddenly felt a stomachache. The servant wanted to make some soup for him, but he refused.  , Said that he never took medicine. However, he was in severe pain. I don¡¯t know what to do.¡±

    "People who have a stomachache and don't take medicine?" Mi Qilin stopped what he was doing, looked up at Jiang Yingying, and then turned to Yin Chuhuan for advice, "I know some medical skills, why don't I go and see?"

    "No. Just ask Mr. Liu to come." Yin Chuhuan firmly refused.  He didn't intend to ask Mi Qilin to take the pulse of such people if there were several honest guests who came to the Qianjin Building.

    "But didn't that person say he wouldn't take medicine? Maybe I can make him some medicinal food?" Mi Qilin was born in Chinese medicine after all, he is a doctor with a parental heart, and when he sees someone sick, he still has some sympathy.

    "no."

    "Um can I wear a veil? Then I will wear a veil when I take my pulse. Can I not have direct contact with him?" Mi Qilin rolled his eyes, speculated on Yin Chuhuan's psychology and said tentatively, seeing that his expression was a little bit  Loosen, quickly persuade him while the iron is hot:

    "The guest who can come to the third floor must be of extraordinary status. If he is cured, it will be beneficial to the Qianjin Building. You are a businessman, and you know that the customer is God, right?"

    "God? What is that?" Yin Chuhuan asked her with a frown.

    "God is God. Uh Of course, the royal family is the most noble in the world. I was just making an analogy, there is no other meaning, don't mind In short, it means that customers are very important."

    &nbspdifferent.  I can help you make some medicinal meals that nourish the stomach and nourish the stomach, which will not affect your sense of taste.  Look, do you need me to help you prepare?  "Mi Qilin asked politely.

    "Consume it" Young Master Ye was obviously attracted by what Mi Qilin said. His stomach hurts badly. If it doesn't hurt the sense of taste, you might as well give it a try.

    "The young master, please wait a moment." Mi Qilin withdrew after finishing speaking.

    "How is it?" Yin Chuhuan waited outside the door, and when he saw Mi Qilin coming out, he put his arms around her shoulders.

    "Oh, what does it look like when you come out with your shoulders crossed?" Mi Qilin bluntly bumped his waist with his elbow.

    "How is Ye Naichen?" Yin Chuhuan said while dodging to the side, avoiding Mi Qilin's attack.

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