The school beauty and I set up a stall to earn money to support the twins

Chapter 13 My nourishing soup can be therapeutic!

Even if there are people in the university who have never met Yang Fan, they have heard countless amazing stories about him.

And today, Yang Fan, a notorious playboy, actually started setting up a stall?

Suddenly, dozens of groups in the school were in a frenzy.

"Damn it, have you heard about it? The handsome guy from our school's literature department is actually setting up a stall in the snack street."

"Are you talking about Yang Fan? Is the news reliable? I remember, doesn't Yang Fan eat soft food every day? And there are so many rich women chasing him in the school, why does he need to set up a stall? As long as he opens his mouth, there will be rich women taking the initiative Have you fed him?"

"I've also heard about it. I heard that Yang Fan was setting up a stall in the snack street, and he patted his chest and said, if it doesn't taste good, I'll refund the money."

"Let's go over and have a look!"

"Even if I go over and take a few photos of handsome guys, it's still a good deal."

Soon, all the students in the school were on the move and rushed towards the snack street.

In front of the snack street stall, Yang Fan opened for more than ten minutes, but no customers came in to taste it.

Looking at the dismal business situation, Wu Dazhuang and Zhou Jianxiong both sighed.

Wu Dazhuang has been complaining: "This location is too bad. Not many people pass by, and the urban management won't let us put up loudspeakers to advertise. It's too difficult to do business."

Zhou Jianxiong also sighed and said: "There are many students in the school group who are interested, but I don't know if they are just joking or if they are really willing to come and taste it."

Both of them were a little discouraged, but Yang Fan was not anxious at all and said calmly: "It's been like this since we first opened. Once the reputation is established, business will get better."

"Well, I hope so."

Wu Dazhuang and Zhou Jianxiong sighed.

Just as the three of them were waiting anxiously at the empty stall, the food stall finally received its first order of business.

On the snack street, an aunt in her thirties was walking down the street holding her little daughter's hand with a bored look on her face.

My aunt's daughter suffers from anorexia and is unwilling to eat no matter how she is treated.

Let alone meat, even a little bit of soup would make her daughter vomit for a long time.

This time she brought her daughter to the snack street because she wanted her to eat something to replenish her body.

But what she didn't expect was that the snack street was almost finished, and her daughter didn't eat anything. Barbecue, noodles, rice bowls, etc. were not interested in any of them.

Seeing her daughter's body getting weaker and weaker, the aunt was about to shed tears.

However, just when they were about to finish shopping at the snack street and were about to return to the hospital to continue infusion, she suddenly noticed that her daughter's eyes lit up.

At the same time, the aunt also smelled a very fascinating fragrance.

"Is this...a stall selling chicken soup? It smells so delicious!"

The daughter pointed to Yang Fan's stall, her eyes were bright and her fingers were still in her mouth, looking like she wanted to eat.

Seeing that her daughter was interested in this store, the aunt was almost overjoyed. She quickly took her little hand and walked to Yang Fan's stall.

Yang Fan and two good brothers also rushed to greet him.

"Hello, what delicious food do you sell here? Do you have a menu?"

The aunt held her daughter's little hand and asked eagerly.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I just opened the business and haven't prepared a menu yet. There is only one kind of food in the store, called Shiquan Dabu Soup. The original price is fourteen yuan a bowl. Today's discount is 50%, and it only costs 70%. Bucks.”

"Seven yuan a bowl? Hmm... The price is not expensive. Let's make a bowl quickly and let my daughter have a try."

After the aunt finished speaking, she quickly paid.

After paying the money, the aunt reminded: "By the way, my daughter has anorexia. You'd better make the food lighter, otherwise, I'm afraid she will spit it out."

"it is good."

Yang Fan nodded and glanced at the little girl with a somewhat distressed look. Then, he immediately opened the lid of the pot and scooped out a bowl of hot tonic soup.

Soon, the big tonic soup was brought to the table in front of the two of them. The aunt scooped up the chicken soup with a spoon and found that the carrots in it were very well cooked and of good quality. They were very fresh ingredients, so she felt relieved.

However, the aunt is worried that there is chicken in the soup. Although it smells very delicious, her daughter has severe anorexia and has never eaten meat.

If you eat this chicken, you will definitely spit it out, right?
Auntie started to worry.

However, what she didn't expect was that after the little girl saw the big tonic soup being served, her mouth was about to drool, and she kept sucking her fingers with her mouth, looking impatient.

"Mom, I really want to drink, I'm so hungry!"

The little girl was almost crying.

After hearing this, the aunt's face instantly showed an expression of disbelief.

It was the first time since her daughter suffered from anorexia that she wanted to eat so much.

For a moment, the corners of Auntie's eyes became a little wet.

Immediately after, the little girl got the spoon and quickly started to drink it, one spoonful after another. It was so delicious that she couldn't stop.

Especially when she was drinking to the end, the little girl put down the spoon, picked up the bowl with her two little hands, pointed it at her mouth, and drank in big gulps.

The little girl eats so deliciously, but she still looks a little bit anorexic.

I didn't know, I thought there was nothing wrong with her body at all.

The aunt's tears fell instantly when she saw her daughter eating so deliciously.

She had been waiting for this day for a long, long time.

In order to cure my daughter's anorexia, I traveled to many hospitals across the country and took countless medicines.

It has never been cured.

Only now, after coming to this newly opened food stall, has my daughter's anorexia improved.

Auntie couldn't stop crying.

In the food stall, Yang Fan, Wu Dazhuang, and Zhou Jianxiong all watched nervously, fearing that the little girl wouldn't be able to eat.

Now, seeing the little girl drinking a bowl of big tonic soup, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good brother, the tonic soup you make is really amazing!"

"Can you even cure anorexia? That's amazing!"

Wu Dazhuang and Zhou Jianxiong both gave thumbs up and were full of admiration.

Yang Fan was also a little happy.

Looking back on my past life, this Shiquan Nourishing Soup was developed by myself through little exploration and testing the taste again and again.

It is a true tonic soup that not only tastes great, but also has an extraordinary effect in nourishing the body.

Later, after the little girl finished eating a large bowl of tonic soup, she was still hungry and kept shouting: "Mom, I still want to drink, buy me another bowl."

"Okay!"

When the aunt heard this, she couldn't hold back her tears of joy. She smiled and hurried to Yang Fan to pay again.

And this time, the aunt asked for three bowls directly.

Even if the daughter can't finish the drink, she has to pack it up and take it away so that she can continue drinking it tomorrow morning.

"Young man, the big tonic soup you made is amazing. I want three bowls! If you can't finish it later, you can pack it for me."

The aunt said with tears in her eyes.

Yang Fan nodded and quickly scooped up three more bowls of tonic soup for her.

(End of this chapter)