After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

Han Yan left his grandfather's memory with a hideous face, he felt that he was a passing dog, and then he was stuffed with a handful of dog food.

But compared to this, what puzzled him more was what happened later.

According to the development of memory, his grandmother should be Xiaoyuan, what happened after that

? Could it be that the two of them are also divorced?

Han Yan didn't understand, and he didn't think about it anymore, his head was full of how to make osmanthus cake.

Although when Madoka was making osmanthus cakes, he was standing by his side, but...

There is still a considerable difference between making pastries and cooking, and making pastries is more like the work of a white case master.

And the Han family's cooking is all developing towards the red case, so if you want to make osmanthus cake, Han Yan can only try to learn from it.

The next morning, Han Yan soaked the rice and glutinous rice in water and waited for tomorrow's backup, and there was a household flour mill in the restaurant, so Han Yan couldn't go outside to buy materials.

Making osmanthus cake is a work of patience, cooking and doing things are as particular as one blow, and then decline, three and exhaustion.

Soak rice and glutinous rice for a day and a night, and the next day the energy is gone, or if you are lazy, you are not willing to do it.

Fortunately, Han Yan is not a procrastinator, lazy cancer patient.

He just just wants to lie down and is unwilling to work!Damn

system, why is it not like the kind that appears in the novel, make a 10 billion Shenhao system, you can make money by breathing˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅

At the moment when the system appeared, Han Yan felt that he was the protagonist, and only later did he realize that this is the tool that makes him work, and with the system he is still a cow and a horse.

Because Han Dingtian wanted to go back to the countryside, the restaurant was only open for half a day today, and Han Yan's family, aunt and uncle all went to the train station to see them off.

The afternoon sun shines on everyone's face, and every face is written with reluctance.

Aunt Han Lihua covered her face with her hands, her father Han Daqiang looked down, and the third uncle Han Erqiang was heartbroken.

Are they reluctant to let the old man go?

No,

they miss the old man's cooking.

Is it the old man?

No

, the braised pork, the pot wrapped meat, the pork section, the potato beef stew, the tomato brisket soup, the crispy chicken, the sweet and sour pork ribs, the Dongpo elbow, the sauce beef, the spicy squid, the sauce poached egg...

When I think of so many delicious foods, I can only eat them again during the Chinese New Year, and the sadness of a group of people is not pretended.

"Dad, don't stay a few more days, it's still early to harvest the crops.

"Yes, yes, Dad, you finally came here, stay a few more days, and let the children accompany you around the city."

Han Dingtian frowned, "Fuck off, you guys are greedy for the dishes I make, when I asked you to learn to cook, you didn't learn one by one, and now you still want to eat the dishes I cook, no way!"

A question mark silently appeared on Han Daqiang's head, "Dad, didn't I learn to cook?"

Han Dingtian glanced at his son angrily, and said with disgust: "Your skills are too poor, don't mention my son outside in the future."

Han Daqiang cracked, and he never expected that the farewell would give away his son's identity.

Han Dingtian looked at Han Yan with one look, Han Yan panicked, the old man's family status ranked at the top of the pyramid in the entire Han family.

"Xiaoyan, don't waste your craft at home, although your father is a waste, but now you can't compare to him, learn more from him, and wait for the day you open a store in the upper city, I will give you a spoon." "

Waste Han Daqiang, waste is not as good as Han Yan, the father and son were moved by these words and were about to cry.

Han Daqiang was inexplicably aggrieved for some reason, obviously the old man was still belittling him before, but as soon as the conversation changed, he began to belittle and praise him again, if the old man really felt that he was a waste, he would never let his grandson learn from him.

Is this what a father is? Is this the duplicity of a strict

father?

They all say that a father will not praise his children in front of them.

So Dad still loves me....

Thinking of this, Han Daqiang almost cried.

Wang Aihua saw her husband's thoughts at a glance, and shook her head helplessly, she knew that she wouldn't give him so many Qiong Yao dramas for Amway.

People are stupid.

Han Yan was also moved, grandpa was so old that he still wanted to give me a spoon.

He really made me cry to death.

Compared with Han Yan or Han Daqiang's emotions are more intense, his original dream is to be a doctor or a lawyer.

When I was a child, because I ran slowly, I couldn't outrun other brothers and sisters, so I was caught by the old man and chopped corn stalks with a kitchen knife every day.

Actually, he didn't like the job at first, but later...

Later, I made money....

He meows, when his business is good, he can earn 10,000 yuan a day, which is not much more than being a doctor and a lawyer!

Sure enough, money can make people lose their hearts.

The old man got on the train, Han Yan's aunts and uncles also went back to their respective homes, Han Daqiang went home directly, and Wang Aihua asked a few sisters to go shopping.

Han Yan originally planned to go home and sleep, but Du Ying called him, saying that a friend came and wanted to invite someone to dinner.

Boss Xiao Han immediately understood what Du Ying meant, and after leaving the train station, he went directly to Lao Han's restaurant.

......

"Yingying, why don't we go somewhere else to eat, don't trouble your boss, how bad it is. "

A woman wearing crop tops and short sleeves, with a very slim figure, especially a particularly thin waist. Standing next to Du Ying, the two seem to have a good relationship.

"It's okay Xuanxuan, the owner of this shop is my college classmate, and he is very good, so I will introduce you to you later.

The beautiful girl named Xuanxuan looked surprised: "You are a college classmate, he is also a graduate of the mathematics department!" Du

Ying nodded helplessly.

Chen Xuanxuan sighed with a complicated expression, "Isn't there that kind of major that makes money after graduation and doesn't have to be oppressed?"

"This..."Du Ying was speechless for a while, she could only pat her good sister's shoulder, "I am sorry to be born as a cow and horse!"

A few minutes later, Han Yan took a taxi to the store.

After Du Ying's introduction, Han Yan and Chen Xuanxuan got to know each other briefly.

Chen Xuanxuan is a year older than Du Ying, and the two previously worked in the same company.

Later, because of Du Ying's rice partner, she complained about her partner, went shopping, and went to the toilet to resign.

All the fun of going to work is gone, and Chen Xuanxuan has also left.

Now she is a beauty blogger, and she can earn money from eating by relying on self-media and good looks.

Han Yan served a plate of seedless watermelon to the two, sat together and chatted for a long time, complaining to death about the boss who was not a son of man before.

Sure enough, in this world, there is no topic that can bring people's feelings closer than complaining about the boss, and after a while, the awkward atmosphere became familiar for some reasons.

"Xuanxuan, what do you want to eat? My boss's craftsmanship is good, work hard, I'll treat you." Du

Ying saw that it was almost time, and Zhang Luo had a problem eating.