After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

To be precise, Zhao Kai is not only Han Yan's college classmate, but also his high school classmate, and the bridesmaid of Han Yan's wedding.

After graduating from university, Zhao Kai and Han Yan entered the same company, and resigned voluntarily before becoming a regular on the grounds that they couldn't stand the oppression of all evil capitalists.

Later, he drifted to the deep city, entered a factory, and lived four or five thousand a month, but he was also happy, mainly because his mother had four or five suites at home, and his children were all his.

When Han Yan arrived at the agreed position, he saw this guy at a glance, and he was obviously much better than before.

"Rub, big brother!" Zhao

Kai saw Han Yan excitedly holding up a bottle of beer.

Han Yan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, "What's the matter, Mr. Zhao, Shencheng can't accommodate you."

Zhao Kai sighed, "What's the matter, Mr. Han, don't like married life anymore?"

As soon as the two met, they scolded each other, and after sitting down, they dropped a bunch of barbecue real eggs and vegetable rolls.

"By the way, how do you know that I'm divorced and returned to my hometown?"

Han Yan wanted to ask on the phone just now, but the sound of the kitchen hood was too loud, and he couldn't hear anything on the phone.

"I came back from Shencheng and went to Shangcheng, I wanted to suddenly appear at your house to surprise you, but I knocked on the door for a long time, and the divorce between you and Ye Qian was told to me by a neighbor.

Zhao Kai took a bite of beef, "The skewers here are still delicious, they are all freshly skewered and grilled, I don't know about other districts in Shencheng, anyway, the district I stay in is all semi-finished products."

"If it's delicious, you can eat more." "Han Yan didn't eat at night, and he had a great appetite when he saw the barbecue.

"By the way, why did you divorce Ye Qian, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, you don't know how envious our gang was at that time, saying how rich your father-in-law's family is, and you don't use the opportunity to be a rich woman.

Han Yan poured himself a glass of wine, a bottle might kill him, but there was still a cup of wine.

"It's because the gap is too big, that's why he got divorced, it's not that you don't know that his parents didn't come when he got married, and after he got married, he was a chicken feather, don't mention it, drink!" The

two clinked glasses, Zhao Kai drank all the wine in the cup, and Han Yan only took a sip.

"What about raising fish, my brothers are all dry!" "

You forgot that I can't drink..."Zhao

Kai slapped his head and couldn't hold back a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, your alcohol consumption is too bad, at the high school graduation party, the head teacher almost let you beat it, hahahaha."

After speaking, Zhao Kai suddenly put down the wine glass and opened his arms.

"What are you doing?"

Han Yan asked.

"Hug, come over and let buddy hug and soothe your wounded heart.

Han Yan: "You're so disgusting, I feel like throwing up."

Han Yan waved his hand and quickly changed the topic, "Don't be kidding, you stayed well in Shencheng, why did you come back?"

Talking about this, Zhao Kai instantly became energetic, and his eyes flashed: "The reason why I came back is because I like a girl." "

Huh?"

Han Yan didn't understand a little, and asked him to start talking.

"There is a girl in the factory where I work, who is also from our Spring City, and she came back half a month ago, so I will come back with me.

Han Yan patted Zhao Kai's shoulder, "It's okay, when did you fall in love, and you won't tell your buddies."

Zhao Kai suddenly became a little embarrassed, "Well, I haven't been in a relationship yet, but I just have a WeChat friend with her."

Han Yan froze in place, a little unable to believe his ears.

"You mean, you only have one WeChat friend with this girl, and then you don't have anything else to do

with it?" Zhao Kai immediately denied it, "In addition to WeChat friends, I also know her name." "

And then?" Han Yan asked.

"It's gone. "

Gone?"

"It's gone

?" Han Yan looked helpless, "You are really a great genius, you don't want a good job, and you came back for a WeChat friend who only knows his name?"

Zhao Kai shrugged his shoulders, "It's hard to explain this kind of thing like love, how do you say I should confess to others?"

Han Yan glanced at Zhao Kai, his skin was quite fair, and there were no acne on his face, but he was a little fat, his appearance was passable, and the chance of a successful confession could be increased a little.

"I think you should..."

Han Yangang wanted to say, let Zhao Kai change his outfit, how can a girl not like a trendy man now.

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Zhao Kai, "Forget it, your love life has been bumpy all the way, I'd better figure it out myself." The

two hadn't seen each other for a long time and chatted late.

Early the next morning, get up early as usual to cook porridge, practice makes perfect, the ancients are honest and I do not deceive.

Now Han Yan can almost cook porridge with his eyes closed, and the taste is getting better and better, and he knows the heat and the proportion of ingredients by heart.

Maybe opening a breakfast shop first when you get to Uptown is also the right choice.

With a bang, the door of the restaurant was opened, and it was definitely Du Ying without asking.

Han Yan came out of the back kitchen, holding two bowls of porridge in his hands, and obviously found that Du Ying was not in the right state.

It looks like it's more vicissitudes than usual.

"You stayed up late last night to catch up on the manuscript again. "

Du Ying is a lazy late-stage cancer patient, who writes novels every day, and never uses the pen until the last moment.

"I don't rush to write anymore, and the books I've worked so hard to write are hitting the streets again!

" "Uh...""

It's said that writing novels is a dead end, why don't you believe it, I know an author who writes food novels, and now he can't afford to eat."

Han Yan comforted Du Ying a few more words, and her mood improved significantly after eating.

"Boss, you're right, write a few more books to know which one will succeed, and I'll open another one when I go back today. Han

Yan: "???"

Is that what I just said?

Today's weather is relatively cloudy, it has been raining since 8 o'clock in the morning, the thunder is roaring, there is no one in the store, and Han Yan also returned home early.

Han Yan always felt that rain and sleeping were more suitable, but later he knew that he just didn't want to go to work.

Every day when he opened the door and left the house, he would see the sun shining outside through the glass, and he would say that it was a pity not to sleep at home in this weather.

Seeing the clouds outside, he would say that it would be a pity not to sleep at home in this weather.

When he saw the autumn breeze outside, he would also say that it was a pity not to sleep at home in this weather.

When he saw the snow outside, he would also say that it was a pity not to sleep at home in this weather.

To sum it up, three words, I don't want to move.

After waking up, it was still dark outside, and the light rain was dripping, and the hot weather was much cooler.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one at home, Han Yan felt that it was time to take a look at his grandfather's memories.

The system panel opened, clicked into Han Dingtian's memory, and the thick gray mist instantly spread and wrapped him, just for a moment, the scene in front of him changed suddenly.