After that, Zhou Fan did not continue to ask this question. Wang Xintong asked him the reason, but she just used the excuse of "you don't understand even if I tell you."
Seeing that this young lady was not in a good mood, Zhou Fan did not let her drive. Instead, he drove towards the Bi Hai Sea House according to the navigation.
Fortunately, although this guy was dull before, he also knew that it was cheap to take the driving license in college, so he got the driving card early, but he rarely touched the car before.

However, with a powerful divine sense, it was still a piece of cake for him to control the situation.
They talked about a lot of topics along the way. He took the opportunity to ask who the owner of the villa on the top of the mountain was.
Wang Xintong didn't suspect him. She told him that it was the largest real estate businessman in Jingnan City. He had developed the amusement park and Bihaiyuan. As for the other real estate, he had invested in them.
Zhou Fan repeated this name several times and memorized it in his heart. In the future, he would have the opportunity to inquire about other information.
When they arrived at Bihaiyuan, under the leadership of the sales lady, they wandered around for a long time.
The environment here was indeed good, but the concentration of the Spiritual Qi here was not very high. Zhou Fan planned to go to the further sea view villa community to have a look. He would make a decision after the goods were sold to the other three families.

At this time, it was almost noon. Wang Xintong had experienced too much this morning, and her spirit and body were quite tired. She said with some embarrassment.
"Zhou Fan, let's find a place to eat and have a rest."
"Well, you can pick a place. But we've agreed that I don't have money to buy you a ride."
Wang Xintong rolled her eyes. "What kind of person is this? People who want to invite me to dinner have to line up. I have to pay to invite him to dinner."

However, there was a saying that goes, take advantage of the situation. She had a short period of time in Zhou Fan's hands, so she could only let Zhou Fan do whatever he wanted.
Wang Xintong was not so picky about food. She found a high-class Chinese restaurant and was ready to have a casual meal.
After entering the store and sitting down, the waiter greeted them very enthusiastically, constantly introducing the specialty department to them.
Hearing that there was a series of herbal meals here, Wang Xintong unconsciously ordered two and then asked for Zhou Fan's opinion.
Zhou Fan ordered two meat dishes without hesitation and asked the waiter to serve the dishes as soon as possible.
Needless to say, the speed at which the dishes were served was not slow. In less than 20 minutes, they were all placed on the table.
Wang Xintong took a bite of the medicine called "blood soup of Qi" and said in surprise, "Oh, I didn't expect that there was no smell of medicine in the medicine, and it was very delicious."
Zhou Fan threw a piece of pork into his mouth and said vaguely, "I didn't even put any medicinal materials in it. It's weird to have the smell of medicine."
"No way!"
Wang Xintong pointed at the leaves in surprise and asked, "Although I'm not a Chinese medicine practitioner, don't lie to me. Isn't this Chinese medicine?"
Zhou Fan took another two bites of rice and said impatiently, "If so, then eat quickly. Who told you to order that kind of food?"
He couldn't help but be annoyed. The decline of traditional Chinese medicine had something to do with the way of this restaurant.
Traditional Chinese medicine was used to cure diseases and use medicine to nourish the body, but it was used by people in this way.
Medicine meals were not a simple concept. They had to be combined with traditional Chinese medicine, cooking, and food science. Then, according to the recipe of the medicine meals strictly, the traditional Chinese medicine and the ingredients with medicinal value would be matched, and the unique cooking method would be used to make delicious food.
It not only had insufficient nutrition, but also could be used to cure diseases, protect health, and prolong life.
It was estimated that this shop also knew that medicine couldn't be used randomly, so they didn't even put any medicinal materials in it. Those leaves were all fake made by the chef in a clever way.
Wang Xintong pouted and threw the chopsticks on the table. "How can you be like this? You didn't tell me when I ordered the dishes, and you don't want me to have a good meal, do you?"
"You don't like it. Although it's not a real medicine meal, the chef also made it carefully. It tastes good."
As he spoke, Zhou Fan stuffed two chopsticks into his mouth, which made Wang Xintong so angry that she rolled her eyes.
They were sitting in the scattered seats. Although their voices were not loud, they were still heard by the people at the table next to them.
At this time, a man in his sixties, who seemed to be a rich man, was full of energy. There were also two dishes for herbal meals on his table.
Hearing Zhou Fan's words, he curiously turned around and asked, "Little brother, you said that there were no herbs in his medicine. Is this true?"
Zhou Fan did not expect anyone to hear his words. He shook his head helplessly and said. "No, I was just talking nonsense. I was just teasing her."
Wang Xintong crossed her arms and said, "That's right. He is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. How can he joke about such a thing?"
Zhou Fan was depressed. What did this little girl want to do? The restaurant was in the wrong, but he didn't want to meddle in this kind of thing.
The man's eyes were filled with confusion. After scanning Zhou Fan for a few seconds, he said. "Little brother, I have been eating medicine in this restaurant for half a year. I feel that my body is indeed much better than before. Could it be that you are from another restaurant and have come here to pour dirty water?"
"Pfft... Ahem!"
Zhou Fan almost choked to death by the food in his mouth. After coughing for a long time, he said: "This big brother, your brain is really big. I am not that kind of person."
At first glance, the man was a loyal fan here. He said very seriously, "Since you said it, you must make sense. Otherwise, it will be a public slander!"
"What do you mean? Let's have dinner first. It's none of your business."
Zhou Fan's heart was impatient. His expression was gradually becoming ugly. However, the other party refused to let him go.
"No, if what you said is true, the restaurant is a fraud. If what you said is false, you must apologize to the restaurant. This is a good principle."
Zhou Fan's brows were tightly furrowed. He asked in a cold voice. "Older brother, what are you doing? Is there a need to be so serious?"
The man coughed lightly and said proudly, "I'm Yan Su, a professional lawyer."
"A lawyer, no wonder his thinking is so scientific."
Zhou Fan sneered, glanced at him a few times, and said, "Okay, that's it."
"No, you must..."
Seeing that he was unwilling to give up, Zhou Fan interrupted him in a stiff tone. "Stop. I advise you not to dig your own grave in the future. Otherwise, your illness will become more and more serious. At that time, it will be difficult to save the medicine."
Yan Su's face was full of surprise. He had had this disease since he was young and had not been cured. Most of the time, he had taken some painkillers to cure it, but it had become more and more serious in recent years.
He went around for medical treatment, but it was hard to find out where the root of the disease was. He heard from his friends that the medicine here was good, so he came to have a taste. He had eaten it for more than half a year, and he felt that it was really effective for his illness.
But today, Zhou Fan said that there were no herbs in the medicine meals here. He had a good temper, so he asked more questions. He didn't expect that they could tell that he was sick at a glance.
"Little brother, you didn't even touch me. How did you see that I have a physical problem?"
Zhou Fan looked at him helplessly. He raised his bowl and said, "Older brother, can you let someone finish his meal first?"
"No... uh, let's have a table."
"Okay, okay."
"..."