After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

Han Daqiang was a little embarrassed, but it wasn't that he was embarrassed to let dinner out.

Anyway, their family is a restaurant, so it's a big deal that the guests will have a new one when they leave.

What he is worried about is Han Yan's craftsmanship, dried tofu with sharp peppers, and Di Sanxian, which are all home-cooked dishes, and the method is simple, Han Yan has made it before, and the taste is also in the past, so Han Daqiang dared to let these two dishes be served.

But Han Yan hadn't touched the white meat much, so he didn't have much confidence in his son.

"Brother, my son made the white meat, he is just a beginner, I am afraid that what he makes is not to your liking, if you want to eat it, I will make it for you.

Dahu scratched his head, "These two dishes were also made by your son just now?"

Han Daqiang nodded, "These two dishes are indeed made by him, but..."

"

This....

"Alright!" A

minute later, steaming white meat was served.

The eyes of the three people at the table lit up.

The dish is delicious, but the oil is large, and it is easy to get tired after eating a meal, and the dried tofu with sharp peppers cannot have the effect of relieving greasyness.

Just when the white meat came up.

"Lao Zhao, this dish is definitely not very common on your side, boiled white meat is a famous dish on our side, let's be in a good time, and we have a good mouth." Lao

Zhao sandwiched a chopstick sauerkraut, which was refreshing, slightly sour, and had a strong meat fragrance.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" The

greasy that had accumulated in the mouth before was dissolved in an instant.

"It's amazing. "

The thin pork belly is not greasy at all when you eat it, and it doesn't smell half bloody.

Dahu is a rough man, and he wanted to praise this dish for being delicious, so he held back for a long time and only said one word.

"Fragrant, so fragrant!" took

a big sip of beer.

Dahu turned his head to Han Daqiang and said, "Big brother, isn't this a lie."

Comrade Han's face changed, it is estimated that his son's dish was not ready, and the guests were not satisfied.

"That brother, I'm sorry, the money for this dish..."

"Your son's dish is so delicious, you still hide it, tomorrow I will call all the workers to come to your house for dinner." "

Huh?"

Han Daqiang was directly stunned.

He didn't expect things to go in this direction.

Could it be that my son was born into the world as a kitchen god, or did this kid secretly practice behind my back.

"Boss, your son's dishes are very good, I like these three dishes, and the dishes are also big, we have to go to your house often to improve the food in the future."

Han Daqiang smiled, and it was inevitable that he would not be proud in his heart.

This kid deserves to be my son.

"I have to toast my child when he comes out, and the food he cooks is my appetite.

Dahu said with a smile that he was a typical Northeast man with a very bold personality.

Han Daqiang shouted Han Yan out of the kitchen.

Han Yan was a little confused, and he hadn't finished brushing the pot in the back kitchen.

"Little brother, your food is so delicious, and my appetite, I toast you.

Han Yan is not a twisted character, he raised his glass, "Eat and drink well, big brother." "

Comrade Han Daqiang was a little messy on the side.

You call me big brother, I call you brother, you call my son brother, and my son calls you big brother.

Uh....

The relationship is a bit messy.

The volume of his hair did not allow him to think about such complex issues.

After drinking a glass of wine, Han Yan returned to the kitchen and continued to work.

And Lao Wang, who had been eating silently, cried directly.

Da Hu and Lao Zhao were taken aback.

"Lao Wang, no matter how delicious the food is, you don't have to cry when you eat it, right?"

Lao Wang wiped a handful of tears.

"The sauerkraut and my daughter-in-law make it taste exactly the same, just as delicious. Hearing

this, the cheerful atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Dahu and Lao Wang have known each other for many years, and have also met his deceased wife, although many years have passed.

When Lao Wang's wife was gone, his daughter was in kindergarten, and now she is in the third grade of primary school.

It is said that time can forget everything, but how can people who really like it easily forget.

The big tiger sighed in his heart, he knew that he wouldn't order this white meat, although it was really fragrant.

Dahu hurriedly poured him a glass of wine, "Oh, how old a person is, why do you still cry when you cry, we have to look forward when people are gone."

"At the beginning, everyone had no money, and you and your daughter survived alone, but now that your life is better, you have savings in your pocket, and the days are getting better and better, and your sister-in-law will be happy in heaven." "

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Thinking of his daughter-in-law, Lao Wang's tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Life is getting better and better, and the money is getting more and more, but she is gone, and I haven't enjoyed a day of happiness, why can't she wait for the money I earn, live a few more days and then die..."

A man in his forties felt that he was in an uproar, and Lao Wang put sauerkraut in his mouth.

"When we got married, the work on the construction site was sluggish, and when I came home in winter, my daughter-in-law used to cook this dish, and I couldn't eat enough, as long as she was by my side, I couldn't eat enough.

"Then she was gone, and I never dared to eat this dish again, and as soon as I saw this dish, my daughter-in-law seemed to come back to life, as if she had returned to her youth, and it was snowing outside in the winter, and we sat in the house, watching TV dramas, and eating at the same time.

"The dish made by the little master today smells the same as what she made, I really can't help it, and it tastes the same." There

was silence in the small restaurant, and only Lao Wang was talking.

Everyone on the construction site knows that he is a taciturn person who usually does not buy cigarettes or smoke, and has a withdrawn personality.

Lao Zhao didn't expect that he was so bitter in his heart, and when the words of comfort came to his mouth, he didn't say it, but silently poured himself a glass of wine and lit a cigarette.

Han Daqiang listened from a distance, and also wanted to smoke a cigarette, but after glancing at the door, he gave up the idea again.

"After my daughter-in-law is gone, I am afraid that my daughter will also inherit this disease, so I can only earn more money and save some flowers. "

The wine has passed three rounds, and the food has passed five flavors.

Lao Wang's mood also stabilized.

"I'm sorry, I'm ashamed.

He wiped his nose with a piece of paper with red eyes.

"Hey, where is it, everyone is a good friend, don't hold back what you have in your heart, what should you do if you spoil your daughter?"

Lao Zhao seemed to forget about the meeting, and drank the beer in front of him.

"That's it, Lao Zhao is right, don't hold back in the future, just say what you have to say, everyone is a brother.

Lao Wang nodded and greeted Han Daqiang: "Boss, another bowl of rice." "

I'll have a bowl too."

"And me.

At this moment, Lao Wang's mobile phone rang, and it was a video call opened by his daughter.