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Chapter 734 A Craft Worth Billions!

Chapter 734 A Craft Worth Billions!

"3000 yuan, don't you want to grab it?!" The hooligan boss jumped on the spot.

"I advise you to lose money. Otherwise, I will give you 3000 yuan for medical expenses and send you to the hospital. What do you think?" Mu Han stretched out his fist and gestured towards them.

"We will pay! We will pay!" The hooligan boss and his younger brothers subconsciously took a step back, and finally gritted their teeth and said with a mournful face.

Having said that, the rogue boss took out his wallet, looked at it, and finally dumped all the money in the wallet on the table.

It looks like 700 yuan.

"I only have so much." The hooligan boss said unwillingly.

"What about you?" Mu Han pointed at those punks.

Under Mu Han's coercion, they also unwillingly took out their wallets, and put all the money on the table.

From the looks of it, the seven or eight of them have all the money they have together, and they don't necessarily have 3000 yuan.

"There are only so many." The hooligan boss looked at Mu Han.

"Okay, get out." Watching them take out all the cash they were carrying, Mu Han finally didn't make things difficult for them anymore, and asked them to take out their bank cards and mobile phones to pay.

Instead, he waved his hand and told them to get out.

After Mu Han told them to leave, these hooligans and gangsters hurriedly fled in desperation.

At this moment, because of the movement here in the store, there are already many people watching outside.They watched these gangsters and hooligans come out of it, and they hurriedly made way for them.

"Friend, thank you today." The noodle shop owner said to Mu Han.

However, the proprietress looked at the mess in the noodle shop, but she couldn't help but sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Their family has opened a noodle restaurant here for so many years.Originally, although the profit was a little thin, it was because the business was booming.

In addition, the store is their own, and they don't have to pay rent. The money they earn is enough to keep the store open.

But now, seeing that the repayment date of the mortgage is approaching, they can't come up with the money.Moreover, there are hooligans in the store who come to make trouble from time to time and deliberately sabotage their business. They are desperate!
Even if Mu Han helped them drive away these hooligans this time, it would be of no use.

I'm afraid that tomorrow, these people will come back for revenge.

It is even possible that when we come together tomorrow morning, the door will be covered with paper money used to burn the dead.

Seeing his wife sitting on the ground and crying loudly, the owner of the noodle shop was at a loss.

This honest middle-aged man stood there like a log, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Ke and Pu Bingqing hurried over, and they helped the proprietress up from the ground.

"Sister, don't cry, you can't solve the problem even if you cry."

"Yes, elder sister. Don't be sad. If you have any difficulties, you can tell us, and we will help you."

On Tuesday Ke and Pu Bingqing kept comforting her.

But it was useless at all. The more the two of them comforted each other, the proprietress just shook her head and cried even more sadly.

She seemed to want to vent all the helplessness, grievance, and despair that had been going on for so long.

Originally life was full of hope.But overnight, her proud son murdered and absconded. In order to compensate the victim's family, they had to mortgage the storefront they depended on for a living.

These encounters are indeed a bit too heavy for an honest ordinary person.

Things have come to this point, and the business at night is naturally impossible.

The old man who had been watching, and two other regular customers who were also sitting in the corner and had been watching, came up together, cleaned up the messy bowls, chopsticks and noodle soup on the floor, and then hung the closed sign outside.

"Ah Kuan, I think it's better not to do your business for the time being. They won't let you go. I'll find a few old friends to find a way to put up the money for you, and you go and pay it back. Get the real estate certificate and contract back, and then sell the store. Find another place and start over." The old man said.

The location of this store is very good, just on the commercial street.

Although it is not in the city center, but at the price of every inch of land in Hong Kong, the value of this store is at least tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

If it is rented out, I am afraid that the monthly rent will be at least hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

To some extent, it might be better if the owner and his wife don't open this noodle restaurant.

Facing the old man's words, the owner of the noodle shop said bitterly: "Thank you Lin Bo, but no need, it will be difficult for you at such an age."

"It's okay, since I have intervened in this matter, I will definitely take care of it to the end." Mu Han said.

Having said that, he smiled slightly: "I am a person who has nothing but money. As long as it is related to money, it is nothing to me."

Mu Han took out his mobile phone and said to the owner of the noodle shop, "It's very late now. Boss, please leave me a call. I'll come to see you tomorrow, and then we can discuss how to resolve the matter."

Mu Han's words made the owner of the noodle shop a little at a loss.

"No...no!" He shook his head subconsciously: "How can I trouble you again..."

To him, Mu Han is just a customer he met by chance.

How could he involve such a big trouble on Mu Han.

"Don't mind, I have limited abilities. There are too many kind people in this world being bullied, and I can't do anything about it. But since I've been bumped into it, I must help with this favor." Mu Han said seriously.

"This...!" The owner of the noodle shop still hesitated.

"Don't worry, I have this ability. And I won't help you for no reason. I think the craftsmanship of your beef noodle is great. If possible, I think it can be made into a chain store."

Mu Han said, "I don't know, did you create this craft yourself?"

"It's original, and it was improved from my father's experience over the past few decades," said the owner of the noodle shop.

Speaking of his noodle-making skills, he seems to be very proud of his own craftsmanship: "Not only beef noodles, but also all kinds of noodles. Our family makes all of them."

"Then it looks like there is no problem." Mu Han smiled and nodded.

Some people are interested in the storefront, thinking that the storefront is worth tens of millions and profitable.

But what he fancy is the craftsmanship of this small noodle shop.

In Mu Han's view, if the craftsmanship of the noodle shop owner can really be turned into a chain store signboard, this signboard is worth one billion, and at least.

Many anchors have Taobao stores on the Internet, and many celebrities have opened their own restaurants such as hot pot restaurants.

(End of this chapter)