Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan and Shen Baodong appeared in the Shen family meeting hall.
If Shen Biqin hadn't been holding Ye Fan back, Ye Fan would have beaten Shen Baodong again.
Even so, Ye Fan was determined to make them pay the price.
The Shen family's meeting hall is very large, more than 500 square meters. There is a Taishi chair in the middle, and there are mahogany chairs on both sides. There are some precious calligraphy and paintings hanging on the back.
Just as Ye Fan and the others stood in the middle, footsteps came from the corridor behind, and then five or six men and women appeared surrounded by a white-haired old woman.
The old woman is thin and stooped, with a cane in her hand. She has a frail appearance, but her eyes are quite sharp.
Ye Fan was glanced at by her, as if he was being pricked by needles. At first glance, he was a very difficult person to get along with.
There is no doubt that this is the grandma of the Shen family.
Then, dozens of family members and nephews came over to watch the fun, with their heads poking out from the doorways, windows, and halls.
Everyone looked at Shen Biqin and Ye Fan with disgust, and everyone believed that they were thieves.
Several women even curled their lips, feeling that a country bumpkin like Mark was really not worthy of publicity. The Shen family would never allow such a person to return, lest they tarnish their foreign style.
"Grandma."
Shen Biqin, Shen Baodong, Zhang Xiuxue and several family elders came forward to greet him.
Grandma ignored it, just went straight to the master's chair and sat down, then picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
"The Shen family has always been harmonious, but today they are so violent that it's a joke."
After a long time, my great-grandma coughed and said, "You must give me an explanation."
"Grandma, this is what happened."
"The thirty-year anniversary of the store is coming soon, and it is also your ninetieth birthday. Baodong is thinking of putting aside the grudges, reuniting the family, and asking Shen Biqin to come to Tiancheng."
Zhang Xiuxue didn't wait for Ye Fan and the others to speak, and took a step forward to whitewash herself:
"We treated them to good food and drinks, and even transferred a house for them to settle in..."
Then, she briefly described the matter and pointed out that she had found the secret recipe for herbal tea from Baiyunju in public.
"Baodong was angry for a moment, so he asked us to teach Shen Biqin a lesson, so as not to change his thief nature and harm others, himself and the Shen family."
"In the end, her son Ye Fan relied on his brute strength to beat us all up. Mr. Wang and Mr. Sun were also beaten..."
The two family elders also nodded and testified, pointing at Mark and accusing him of beating someone.
Hearing this, Shen Biqin stepped forward and explained: "Grandma, that's not what happened..."
"Bastard thing!"
Grandma took the crutch and gave Shen Biqin a shake: "After so many years, I don't have any memory at all."
"I stole it once, and I stole it a second time."
"You are a beast, and the sons you teach will also be beasts."
Shen Biqin screamed in pain and almost fell down.
Ye Fan stepped forward to support him, and grabbed his crutches and shouted: "Grandma, how can you only listen to one side of the story?"
"I did beat Shen Baodong and the others, but I did it because they beat my mother and cut off her fingers."
"I was just fighting back."
Ye Fan threw away her crutch: "If you want to uphold justice, you can, but I hope you will be fair in your bowl of water."
"White-eyed wolf, who do you think you are? You dare to talk to me like this?"
Grandma said angrily: "It's normal for them to beat your mother. Who asked your mother to steal the secret recipe?"
She hit Ye Fan with the cane again, but Ye Fan kicked him away without mercy, making her grandma even more angry:
"Shen Biqin, look at you, what kind of bastard you are, you dare to challenge me?"
She stared at Mark fiercely: "Don't you teach him any rules? Do you still want to go back to the Shen family?"
"I respect the old and love the young, but I will not allow others to rely on the old and neglect them."
Ye Fan directly broke his face:
"I won't talk nonsense to you. Let me tell you, this secret recipe was not prepared by Shen Baodong."
"It's called Taipo Herbal Tea. I made it and asked my mother to give it to the Shen family to make up for her unintentional leakage of the secret recipe twenty years ago."
"Shen Baodong is shameless. He took Tai Po's secret recipe of herbal tea from my mother, and then copied a copy and kept it for himself."
Ye Fan looked at Shen Baodong: "Shen Baodong, do you dare to tell your conscience that you came up with this secret recipe?"
"I didn't prepare it, did you prepare it?"
Shen Baodong shouted: "Do you think Grandma and the others will believe that a young boy like you can prepare a unique secret recipe?"
"This is the secret recipe for level six herbal tea."
He shouted shamelessly: "Besides me, there is no other person in this world who can do it."
The reason why he wanted to embezzle the secret recipe was that he felt that Shen Biqin was easy to bully, and secondly, if Shen Biqin donated the secret recipe, according to the rules, he would enjoy 30% of the profit.
Third, he has already tested this secret recipe for herbal tea. It is a level higher than Grandma’s herbal tea, and no one will surpass it in the next ten years.
If it were made by him, he would become famous and become a real herbal tea king, rather than someone who rests on his laurels.
Zhang Xiuxue and several elders from the family were also full of ridicule. If it was possible that Shen Biqin picked it up accidentally, it was laughable that Ye Fan had prepared it.
Several pharmacists from the Shen family have gone through hundreds of battles and have decades of experience, but it is difficult for them to break through the fifth-level herbal tea. Ye Fan prepared a sixth-level herbal tea. Isn't this nonsense?
"Grandma, please take a look. This is the secret recipe I found from Baiyun Residence."
Shen Baodong handed the secret recipe to his great-grandmother: "Look at this piece of paper and this handwriting..."
Zhang Xiuxue also took out a confession: "This is Shen Biqin's confession. She has already admitted it, but Ye Fan came forward to support it, and she overturned it again."
Shen Biqin shouted anxiously: "Grandma, the secret recipe of Grandma's herbal tea is really made by Ye Fan."
"Shut up!"
Grandma glanced at the secret recipe and interrupted Shen Biqin's words without politeness:
"Baodong brought out the evidence. You said it was your secret recipe, so you also brought out the evidence."
"Today, if you can really produce evidence to prove that the prescription is yours, I will give you justice."
Grandma stretched out her hand and patted the table, a sharp light flashed in her eyes:
"But if you can't produce evidence, it's just theft plus slander. The crime will be increased. You should spend time in jail..."
Several family elders also looked at Mark and the others coldly.
"Evidence? Very simple."
Ye Fan took a step forward, turned on his phone, pulled out a picture and placed it on the wall:
"This is the Tai Po herbal tea recipe I took with my cell phone after I wrote down the secret recipe. I was worried that the paper would be damaged."
"You can compare the ingredients. No, the ingredients are the same. No need to compare. You can look at the handwriting and see the date I took the photo."
"It was the day before we came to Tiancheng from Nanling!"
Ye Fan directly enlarged the date.
The Shen family was slightly startled when they saw it. Sure enough, the formula was the same, the handwriting was different, and the filming was done a few days ago.
Shen Baodong and Zhang Xiuxue's expressions changed drastically, as if they didn't expect Mark to have this move.
"Although I am an old person, I also know that it is easy to fake photos."
Before Shen Biqin could be happy, the corner of her mouth moved and she dismissed the evidence in an understatement:
"You stole the secret recipe, copied it by hand, filmed it, and changed the date. It's very simple."
She squinted her eyes: "It's not evidence."
Zhang Xiuxue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this is not considered evidence."
"Grandma, the photo was taken with the date that comes with the phone. I can show you the original photo."
Ye Fan's voice was cold: "Find a professional who can tell whether the photo is real or fake in a matter of minutes."
"It's not necessary. I don't have the energy to let people screen me."
Grandma unceremoniously rejected Ye Fan’s suggestion:
"You'd better come up with stronger evidence, otherwise you should apologize to Baodong and confess your crime to the police."
"hehe……"
There was a touch of sarcasm on Ye Fan's face, and he didn't have the energy to distinguish. This grandma was obviously biased.
Shen Biqin shouted: "Grandma, I can make herbal tea and show it to you. I guarantee it will be exactly the same as the secret recipe..."
"Grandma, my secret recipe has been lost for a whole day."
Shen Baodong directly cut off Shen Biqin's retreat:
"On this day, I'm sure Shen Biqin is not allowed to secretly brew herbal tea dozens of times according to the recipe to see the effect."
"So she prepared herbal tea with the same secret recipe as mine, which is not considered evidence."
"Also, I want to warn you that my secret recipe for level six herbal tea is best left to rot in your stomach."
His eyes were fierce: "If this leaks out, you will not only be imprisoned for several years, but you may also be sentenced to death."
"you--"
Shen Biqin was so angry that she was shaking all over, and her eyes were burning with rage. She didn't expect Shen Baodong to be so bad.
"Baodong is right. Even if you make the same herbal tea, you can't prove that the secret recipe is yours."
Grandma looked at Shen Biqin with a hint of teasing on her lips: "I think you'd better stop playing tricks in front of me and humiliate yourself."
"Do you have any evidence?"
"If there is no evidence, then post your confession and hand it over to the police."
Grandma threw Shen Biqin's confession to the old man Zhao Feng Er: "Take this to make a public notice and kill him as a warning to others."
"slow!"
"Since you are so shameless, then I won't show you any shame."
Ye Fan suddenly laughed wildly and pointed his finger at Grandma and the others:
“Not only can I prepare six-level herbal tea, I can also prepare eight-level herbal tea.”
"We have a secret recipe for level 8 herbal tea. How can we steal the secret recipe for level 6 herbal tea?"
