Chapter 7

"Renovation plans? I can't understand them... But they look so intricate, you can even draw these..." Pan Jinlian was increasingly surprised by Chen Feng. This short and unremarkable man turned out to be multi-talented.

Pan Jinlian now found Chen Feng much more appealing, but since Chen Feng was sitting on a bench, she had to look down to see his face.

Pan Jinlian sighed, thinking that Da Lang was now quite capable of making money, not inferior to others. If Da Lang were a bit more handsome and taller, she wouldn't have much to desire.

Pan Jinlian knew this was impossible; Wu Dalang, at 1.4 meters, couldn't grow any taller, and she hadn't heard of anyone growing at his age.

She felt that Wu Dalang still had some merits; at least he could make money and had many fresh ideas, showing potential in business.

Pan Jinlian, accustomed to living in wealthy households, naturally didn't want poor conditions in the future. Now that Da Lang could make money, although she still found it hard to look at him, she wasn't as repulsed.

"Da Lang, rest early after you're done, don't overwork yourself!" Pan Jinlian advised and went upstairs.

"Okay!"

Chen Feng nodded and, after preparing the plans late into the night, stretched and went to sleep.

However, as Chen Feng walked upstairs, he didn't notice and ended up sitting on Pan Jinlian's bed, startling her: "Da Lang, what are you doing? I'm not ready!..."

Actually, he had no such thoughts at the moment; his mind was full of renovation plans.

Chen Feng slept in a small room nearby. Pan Jinlian, looking at Chen Feng's back, sighed; she indeed wasn't ready.

But seeing Wu Dalang work so hard, she felt some guilt.

Her nature wasn't bad. Pan Jinlian didn't sleep all night, hearing the commotion and knowing that Wu Dalang had gotten up to work again.

She quickly got up to help tidy up.

In the morning, some work was already done, and Chen Feng asked Yun Ge to deliver the pot helmets to the surrounding customers as agreed, sending out dozens of pot helmets every morning.

Yun Ge became his delivery person.

Yun Ge worked enthusiastically.

Su Er also helped out.

Pan Jinlian could relax a bit, and Chen Feng didn't feel tired, his constitution having improved, giving him more energy for everything.

Sometimes, Chen Feng wondered if his constitution improvement would also enhance other aspects. Although Pan Jinlian wouldn't let him touch her, as a man, it was important to be strong... cough, cough...

That morning, they opened the door early.

"Wu Dalang, you finally opened! I've been waiting for you for a while!"

"Wu Dalang, give me three pot helmets!"

"Give me six!" Some customers even ordered breakfast for their entire family from Wu Dalang.

Business was getting better and better.

"Don't be in a rush, everyone can buy, just line up!" Chen Feng was busy but happy.

Yun Ge also helped out, and with the good business, Yun Ge finished his work and then went home to sell pears.

This way, he didn't have to sell pears in the morning.

Su Er worked diligently, finding it warm by the stove in the cold weather and earning money.

When Chen Feng hired them, he agreed to pay them 1,300 coins, a bit more than outside.

But with the good business, Chen Feng wasn't stingy and would give them bonuses when it was time to pay.

In the afternoon, when they closed the shop, a few carpenters and masons came.

Taking advantage of the closing time, they started working at home.

However, seeing Chen Feng's plans, they were a bit confused. One carpenter asked, "Wu Dalang, are these renovation plans?"

"Yes! Let me explain. Here and here need to be square, the floor needs to be relaid with stone bricks, and it must be neat. Here, we'll place the counter, and this door... tear it down!"

Chen Feng explained a lot, and the craftsmen finally understood, admiring Wu Dalang's design, which had unique features.

Over the next few days, Wu Dalang's door was torn down, and a few people worked on the renovation. Although the style was different from other shops, it had its own charm.

Despite the renovation, the pot helmet business didn't suffer.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng also bought six tables for customers to sit at, with the counter against the wall.

The pot helmet furnace was moved to the left, and Pan Jinlian, Su Er, and Yun Ge were confused by Chen Feng's actions, not knowing what he was up to.

Actually, Chen Feng just wanted to add more business items.

With two helpers in the shop, Chen Feng focused on the main seasoning of the pot helmets, leaving the rest to Yun Ge and the others.

After the renovation, Chen Feng spent 11 taels of silver, including the second floor, and bought some furniture, making it more expensive but worth the money.

The renovated style, with the door open, was spacious and bright.

Six tables were placed, with four stools around each.

The neighbors, including Wang Qian, the tailors, and the shopkeepers, didn't know what Chen Feng was up to and were all discussing it.

They were regular customers of Chen Feng's shop and loved the pot helmets. Seeing Wu Dalang's renovation and the large amount of ingredients he bought, many laughed at Wu Dalang for being successful and spending money recklessly, but they couldn't say much since he had the capital.

Their businesses weren't as popular.

The additional items Chen Feng wanted to add were simple foods that the common people loved, in addition to pot helmets.

This multi-faceted development would boost his mood value.

As for money, Chen Feng now cared more about his mood value.

Only by making things more lively and prosperous could his mood value continue to soar, enhancing himself to face Ximen Qing.

Chen Feng bought several new pots and many ingredients. As a former five-star hotel chef, he had done everything and knew a lot.

But he needed to take it step by step.

First, Chen Feng added tea eggs, steamed buns, and golden fried rice.

For now, just these three items. Too many would be overwhelming, and he planned to expand and open a chain later.

The renovation took ten days, and during this time, the income from pot helmets earned Chen Feng 15 attribute points.

Chen Feng allocated all the points.

[Attribute points added successfully, Constitution 12 + 3, current Constitution 15 points]

[Attribute points added successfully, Strength 33 + 12, current Strength 45 points]

Chen Feng spent three points on Constitution and the rest on Strength.

Buzz— As his internal organs, muscles, and tendons heated up, Chen Feng's Constitution and Strength increased. Immediately after adding the points, a powerful energy surged from his dantian, spreading throughout his body, making him feel hot all over.

Chen Feng checked his status.

Constitution: 15 (upgradable)

Strength: 45 (upgradable)

Martial Power: 237 catties (upgradable)...

Adding three points to Constitution and three to Strength, he now had 237 catties of strength.

Creak... Chen Feng clenched his fists, feeling boundless strength in his arms and legs, a significant improvement from before. His muscles tightened with a creaking sound, and he swung his fists, feeling that he could punch a door off its hinges.

This feeling was very real.

He ran to the backyard and saw a large stone, at least 100 catties. Seeing no one around, he grabbed the stone with both hands and, with a sudden burst of strength, lifted it, not only lifting it but also holding it up for a few seconds before putting it down.

If someone else had seen this, they would have been stunned. After all, people with several hundred catties of strength were rare, and lifting a 100-catty stone wasn't easy. Chen Feng, however, could lift it easily and hold it for a few seconds without getting tired.

"Now my strength far exceeds that of ordinary people; a single punch can knock someone down!"

Chen Feng smiled, and the poor and unremarkable Wu Dalang was no longer the same.

Actually, Chen Feng wanted to change his appearance and height, but he didn't dare waste attribute points.

With Ximen Qing's appearance drawing near, time was running out.