When you divorced me because you thought I was poor, I opened a shop and you proposed remarriage.

Chapter 2

Buns?

In the days when Jiang Feng was a dad, he naturally practiced the skill of cooking.

My youngest daughter likes to eat steamed buns stuffed with shrimp and leeks, and he often wraps them.

It doesn't feel too technical.

However.

After gaining the experience given by the system.

Jiang Feng suddenly understood, making steamed buns is really a technical job!

and the water temperature of the noodles.

The temperature, humidity and time of the dough.

The technique of the package has been the modulation of the filling.

Every detail will determine the quality of the finished product!

Why can some people be national special white case masters?

Some people have made steamed buns for a lifetime, and the steamed buns will be dry and cracked, with an alkaline smell

The difference is in the details!

After Jiang Feng completely mastered this technique.

Xu Na said, "I'm leaving. "

"I have visitation rights every week, and if I let me know that you can't afford to support Yoyo, I'll give me custody of my daughter. "

Jiang Feng looked at a stranger as if he was looking at him: "Yes." "

Xu Na's heart tingled inexplicably, turned around and left, and got into a Cayenne.

In the car sat a woman in her forties, also wearing heavy makeup, and her wrinkled face was full of foundation lines.

She is Xu Na's mother, Xu Xiumin.

Xu Na is a single-parent family with her mother's surname.

"It's done?" Xu Xiumin saw her daughter and hurriedly asked.

Xu Na nodded.

"He didn't ask for money and then agreed to apply for a permit?".

"Nope. "

Xu Xiumin breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay for him to have a face." "

"Mom has found you a richer man, it must be much better than him!".

"This kind of poor boy will only delay you, my daughter is so beautiful, and she is so rich and capable, at least she can't be worthy of a billionaire worth billions?".

Xu Na snorted.

She didn't actually divorce to find a richer man, she simply felt that Jiang Feng was not worthy of her.

But now that she's single, it's okay to find someone richer.

Anyway, I must find a better one than Jiang Feng!

Jiang Feng was in their sight, rode the electric car, and left quickly.

"Poor. Xu Xiuli said in disgust.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Feng arrived at the address given by the system.

Minwang Street is an old street with 6 residential areas next to it, and next to it is a "Liu Ji Xiao Noodle" shop, where a middle-aged couple is entertaining guests.

Jiang Feng entered the store.

The shop is small in size, but the decoration is very new.

There are 2 tables for 4 people, 4 tables for 2 people, and 6 tables for single people.

The kitchen is open-plan, with smoke stoves, utensils, chopping boards, freezers, refrigerators, and refrigerators.

The business license is also available, and it is placed on the table.

Jiang Feng himself has a health certificate.

"Get a signboard and you can open directly. "

When Xu Na's store opened, there were many things that Jiang Feng had prepared.

Jiang Feng still has the phone number of the manufacturer who made the door number at the beginning.

He called.

The other party is still doing this.

"I want to make a custom door number for a restaurant, just an aluminum-plastic panel. "

"Yes, 1 square meter costs 650 yuan, how big do you want?".

"It's 2 meters long and 0.8 meters wide. "

"Then count it as 1,000 yuan. It takes 3 days for us to customize, okay?".

"Okay. "

Finish setting the house number.

Jiang Feng went to buy a small blackboard, spent 80 yuan, and wrote what he wanted to sell.

"Leek egg buns, 2 yuan for 1 piece".

"Fennel meat buns, 3 yuan for 1 piece".

"Carrot and egg buns, 2 yuan for 1 piece".

"Green onion pork buns, 3 yuan apiece".

"Green onion beef buns, 4 yuan apiece".

This price is not high on Minwang Street.

Write the signboard.

Jiang Feng fetched some water, cleaned the tables and chairs in the store, and then went to the nearby vegetable market to see the price of the vegetables.

Took a turn.

Jiang Feng didn't buy it.

If you want something to taste good, the raw materials must be good.

It's afternoon.

The dish is not fresh enough.

Jiang Feng plans to get up early tomorrow morning and come over to have a look.

The wholesale market here opens at 4 o'clock.

Plus the time to mix the noodles and make the buns.

Jiang Feng plans to start business before 6 o'clock.

Half past four.

Jiang Feng walked to Zhiduoxing Kindergarten.

Jiang Youyou is about to get out of school.

Arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten.

There are already parents who have left with their children.

The teachers stood at the entrance of the kindergarten, waiting for the parents of the children to come and pick them up.

Jiang Feng took out the pick-up card, stepped forward, and found a very beautiful-looking teacher.

"Teacher Rong, I'm here. Jiang Feng said politely.

Teacher Rong Shuang is 24 years old.

Working in the kindergarten, she was dressed very plainly, only wearing a light foundation, but relying on her perfect facial features and white skin, she was amazingly beautiful.

After she came to kindergarten.

The probability of dads coming to pick up the baby has skyrocketed.

Jiang Youyou is in the middle class of Rongshuang Belt.

"Daddy!".

A little girl in a pink tracksuit threw herself on Jiang Feng's lap and directly turned into a pendant.

"Yoyo. "

Jiang Feng touched his daughter's head and laughed.

"Yoyo Dad. When Rong Shuang saw Jiang Feng, she smiled slightly, revealing a tiger tooth, "Yoyo did well in school today. "

"Yes, if only it didn't bother you. "

"No, we all like Yoyo anymore. "

"Okay, then I'll pick her up first and say goodbye to the teacher. "

Jiang Youyou turned his head and said to Rong Shuang in a milk voice, "Goodbye, Teacher Rong." "