Doctor: I picked up attributes in the hospital

Chapter 162 The Old Father's Career
Two in the afternoon.

Although it was an all-night operation, Zhao Heng only slept until two o'clock. However, although he only slept for four or five hours, Zhao Heng is now full of energy.

After simply washing up, Zhao Heng left the bedroom and walked to the living room. Father Zhao and mother Zhao were watching TV. Zhao Heng glanced at it, and his father's favorite war drama was playing on the TV.

"Dad, mom."

Zhao Heng said hello, sat on the sofa, picked up an apple, and took a bite.

"I don't sleep much at all."

Mother Zhao looked at her son distressedly and said.

"It's almost there, Mom, do you have something to eat? I'm a little hungry."

Zhao Heng touched his stomach and felt a little hungry.

"Want to eat noodles?"

Before mother Zhao could speak, father Zhao said.

He has done a lot of research recently, and he has worked out a beef noodle, which can be said to be full of color, flavor and taste.

"Well, it would be better with beef and garlic."

Zhao Heng nodded.

"You kid really knows how to eat."

Father Zhao smiled heartily, and said to Zhao Heng, picked up the remote control, pressed the pause button, got up and went to the kitchen.

"Son, you don't even know. During this time, your dad has been holding back his energy to research the noodles that people in big cities like to eat."

Seeing Zhao Heng's puzzled look, Mother Zhao couldn't help saying.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it."

Zhao Heng nodded. He was also looking forward to what his father would come up with.

After a while, Father Zhao came out with a bowl of beef noodles, put it on the coffee table, and said confidently to Zhao Heng, "Try it and see how it compares to the noodles in big cities."

"Ah."

Zhao Heng nodded and picked up his chopsticks.

First of all, Zhao Heng smelled a mixed aroma of chili, beef, and noodles, which was very fresh.

Secondly, Zhao Heng saw the red chili oil, cooked beef, and fresh-looking fresh noodles in the bowl, dotted with emerald green scallions, which made people very appetizing.

This bowl of noodles can be said to be full of color, flavor and taste.

After just one bite, Zhao Heng felt that the bowl of noodles made by his old father tasted better than any bowl of noodles he had ever eaten.

"How about it?"

Zhao's father saw that Zhao Heng was just eating and not talking, so he asked a little nervously.

Although he has confidence in his craftsmanship, he is really not sure whether people in this big city will like it outside of his hometown.

"Dad, this noodle is delicious, and it is definitely at a level that can be sold at a stall."

Zhao Heng gave a thumbs up, praised it, then lowered his head and started eating.

"Ah."

Father Zhao nodded, very happy with his son's recognition.

After a while, Zhao Hengfeng finished the bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said very satisfied: "Dad, how did you make this noodles, so delicious?"

"Of course, this noodle is freshly made. I used big beef bones and more than ten kinds of ingredients to cook the broth all afternoon. Of course it's delicious."

Seeing that his son recognized the noodles he made, Dad Zhao said very proudly.

"Dad, let's go and have a look before we wait. If the price is right, we can rent a booth."

Zhao Heng thought for a while and said.

Originally, he was a little worried about his old father opening a shop, but now that he has eaten this bowl of noodles, he no longer has any worries in his heart.

At this level, it is definitely enough to set up a stall. Once you have accumulated enough customers, you can rent a store nearby, and you will definitely get a lot of customers.

"All right."

Father Zhao was very happy to hear his son say that.

Six pm.

Father Zhao stood behind a booth, looked at the booth in front of him, and asked Zhao Heng in disbelief, "Son, we just rented this booth?"

After leaving home, it took only a few hours to rent the booth he wanted. This speed was so fast that Dad Zhao felt a little unreal.

"Of course, now it's all electronic office, so the speed is naturally very fast. Dad, you can buy ingredients tomorrow and prepare to set up a stall."

Zhao Heng said with a smile.

The various procedures in this food street already have a very mature procedure. When Zhao Heng asked just now, there was a ready-made noodle stall for subletting. This lease agreement also has a ready-made template. Pay, even if it is ok.

"I still feel like I'm dreaming."

Dad Zhao still feels a little dreamy. His first step in the struggle in this big city in his later years, is he walking out so simply?

"Dad, now various policies are very supportive of this kind of night market economy, so all procedures have been simplified."

Seeing that the old father still couldn't believe it, Zhao Heng said with a smile again.

"That's right, old man, if this policy supports things, how can there be fake ones?"

Mother Zhao also said.

In fact, she had already thought about going back to her hometown before, because in her opinion, being here with her wife was just a burden for her son, but now, this booth made her think differently.

Is it harder to make noodles at this stall than farming in my hometown?
If he can earn some money, it will relieve his son a lot of burden.

"Dad, Mom, don't put too much burden on you, just treat it as practice."

Zhao Heng comforted the elders again and said.

Originally, he was looking for this stall because he wanted to find something for the elders to do. If the stall is opened, especially in the food city, all kinds of materials can be delivered to the door. Even the cleaning, there will be a special person in charge , although the rent is not cheap, it has been able to reduce the workload to the greatest extent.

Therefore, if you just make noodle stalls every day, the workload is not too big.

"No, how can I practice my hands? If you do it, you must do it well."

Zhao's father said very ambitiously.

If he hadn't been so ambitious, he wouldn't have cultivated such an excellent and famous college student as Zhao Heng in his hometown.

"Yes! Son, you must do it well!"

Mother Zhao said very firmly.

"Well, if I get off work early in the future, I will come over to help."

Zhao Heng nodded and said.

With the two elders, there is a family, which is the purpose of such hard work.

"You, an official doctor of the Eastern Hospital, are seen by the people in the hospital helping out at the noodle stall. It will have a bad influence."

Zhao's mother heard her son say that, although she was very relieved, she still said very worriedly.

"Doctors rely on their labor to eat, and it's the same when they come out to stand. It won't have any impact."

Zhao Heng said.

"That's right, everyone eats by working, it's the same."

Papa Zhao also said.

He is very pleased that his son can say this, which shows that he has successfully educated his son since he was a child.

"Okay, then our family will work hard together!"

Mother Zhao also said with a relieved smile.

It's such a great feeling for the whole family to be together and work hard together!
(End of this chapter)