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Yang Fan found an opportunity to take advantage of Zhong Renjiang's actions of cooking in the kitchen and solemnly said, "Uncle, you mentioned something about increasing the size of the restaurant earlier. I think we need to consider it more carefully, our secret seasoning is not easy to obtain, once the stall is too big, what if the secret condiments run out?"

When Zhong Renjiang heard this, he calmed himself down a little. "That's right. If the next time you can't get a secret seasoning, our business won't be as good as it is now. Oh right, Xiaofan, can you get a secret seasoning?"

Yang Fan threw up his hands, "Uncle, I was just about to tell you. I just called a few days ago and was told that it's hot right now. I don't want to waste any more time preparing the seasoning. First Uncle, from today onwards, you must save some money and not run out of all these ingredients. We need to go hungry, limited supplies, and raise the price of the dishes with the secret seasoning so that we don't have to earn too much and not run out of the secret seasoning very quickly. "

"Is that so?" Fortunately, Yang Fan had reminded him of the need for starvation and marketing. Although his education level was not high, after Yang Fan's explanation, he still understood the logic behind it and nodded his head repeatedly, praising Yang Fan's method. As expected of a university student, he was indeed knowledgeable.

The couple's business had gone way too far in the recent days, and they seemed to have completely forgotten themselves. After Yang Fan's warning, they immediately calmed down, their rationality finally overcoming their impulses. Seeing the changes in them, Yang Fan finally relaxed.

After the meal, Yang Fan asked village chief Yang Guoqing to go back first. He said that he wanted to take a stroll in the town.

Yang Guoqing rode his motorcycle and left. Yang Fan sauntered over to Qingshan Town High School, wanting to visit the old principal. Although he had only been here for a few days, since he had come, it wasn't right not to visit him.

Who would have known that the old principal's house was locked up. It was only after asking his neighbors that they found out that the old principal was ill and was being hospitalized in a hospital in Xincheng County.

As soon as he heard the old headmaster was admitted into the hospital, Yang Fan immediately became nervous. The old headmaster had a clean life; not to mention corruption, he even donated a large portion of his meager salary to poor students. The food he ate was basically not nutritious, and it was fine as long as he could fill his stomach.

After finding a secluded place, Yang Fan took out his motorcycle from his space and rode it straight towards Xincheng County. Originally, he wanted to drive, but he gave up on that idea.

Anxious, Yang Fan rode his two-wheeled motorcycle at a speed of four wheels. In less than an hour, Xincheng County was right in front of him. Yang Fan had attended high school at Xincheng No.1 Middle School, so he was very familiar with Xincheng County.

After stopping the motorcycle, Yang Fan checked the number of the old principal's ward at the nurses station and jumped up the stairs to the third floor.

During this time, while there was no one on the stairs, Yang Fan took out a few large cantaloupes that were bred with 50% Spirit Spring Water as a gift to the patients.

Although the cantaloupes bred with 50% Spatial Springs were nearly twice the size of ordinary cantaloupes, it wasn't as exaggerated as the cantaloupes bred with Spatial Springs. Even if one said that it was a high-tech breed, there weren't many bad people everywhere in the world, and as long as the entire city didn't know about it, there shouldn't be too much of a problem.

The old headmaster needed nutrition, and the fruits raised from the Spatial Springs were just right for him. If he needed it, Yang Fan was prepared to secretly give the old headmaster some Spatial Springs.

According to the ward's number, Yang Fan quickly found the old headmaster's ward. Upon entering, he saw that the old headmaster was in the midst of transfusion, and there were four beds squeezed into one ward. The ward was filled to the brim with a dozen or so patients, including their families; there wasn't even a place to sit.

Not only was there a large number of people, there wasn't even an air conditioner in the ward. Since they were all sick people, the electric fans couldn't be there either. Everyone in the room was sweating profusely from the heat.

"Brother Ming, I'm here to see the old principal." Yang Fan saw Li Mingxuan in front of the bed. He was quite big, wore short sleeves, and underpants. He was sweating profusely, fanning himself with a magazine. He didn't look like a police chief, but more like the legendary Jiang Men.

"Xiaofan, why are you here? Hurry up and come sit down. Look at the chaos in the ward, there's not even a place to sit. " When Li Mingxuan saw that it was Yang Fan who had arrived, he hurriedly stood up to greet him. The old principal, who was sleeping, was also awoken by his actions. He couldn't help but laugh happily when he turned around and saw that it was Yang Fan.

"Old President, how do you feel? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Yang Fan walked over to the bedside and placed a few cantaloupes on the bedside table. Holding the old headmaster's hand, he asked in concern.

"It's okay, I feel really good. I was just preparing to leave the hospital in the afternoon, so why did you come? It's not easy to come out on such a hot day." The old headmaster was just like this. No matter what he did, he would first consider others. He would not talk about his own illness and would constantly complain about Yang Fan's wasted trip.

"Dad, don't say anything. The doctor told you to rest well, so you should just say less and prepare to leave the hospital. What did the doctor say? With your heart condition, if you don't pay attention, you won't be as lucky next time!"

It seemed like Li Mingxuan had a belly full of resentment towards the old principal, which was no wonder. The doctor had told him that the old principal's heart function was severely degraded, which was caused by long term toil and malnutrition. If he didn't rest well and was as tired as he was in the past, then the next time he committed the crime would be dangerous.

"Mingge, the condition of this ward is so poor, why didn't you change it to a better ward for the old principal?" Although Yang Fan didn't study medicine, he still had some basic medical knowledge. It would be better for a person with heart disease to stay in a cool and airy environment. For example, in this ward, it would be good if it didn't heat them up to death, which wouldn't bring any benefit to the patient's recovery.

"Sigh, it's because he doesn't want to do it. He should save as much as he can. He still has more use for keeping money, so he can't waste it on himself." Li Mingxuan seemed to be anxious, and when he heard Yang Fan's question, he immediately began to complain.

"Hehe, don't worry, the old president. Changing the ward doesn't really cost that much. I'll go to the hospital now and ask them to change the ward with air conditioning."

After saying this, Yang Fan didn't wait for the old headmaster to object and quickly left the ward. The conditions of the hospital were simple, most of the wards didn't have air conditioners, but some of the rooms and staff wards still had air conditioners, so Yang Fan planned to find a hospital to change the rooms for the old headmaster.