Chapter 6 Reception next Saturday

"You have to take it easy when you're in the field. Today's little beauties don't have to toss, their noses are crooked, and their eyelashes are stuck..."

Xie Hui patted Wang Han on the shoulder with experience, and Wang Han shook him off. Xie Hui approached again and continued:

"You have talked about so many school beauties, how many original ones? I think, girls are not as energetic as young women. If you don't believe me, try it another day..."

Xie Hui's words made Wang Han look embarrassed.

"Shut up! It's time for dinner, what do you want to eat?"

Ke Nansheng glanced at Xie Hui, Xie Hui dared not speak rashly.

"Oh, eat something, Wang Han, say it."

"Why don't you go to the food street in the south of the city to see, maybe a new specialty store will open?"

Xie Hui's red Ferrari drove into the food street, and the young brothers and uncles who were soliciting customers from various restaurants rushed forward, waved their hands and stopped in front of their own restaurants. Ke Nansheng's motorcycle didn't stop, how dare Xie Hui stop.

The food street of more than 100 meters quickly came to an end, and none of the restaurants and signboards with various decoration styles could attract Ke Nansheng to stop. Ke Nansheng was about to turn the car around when Wang Han leaned out of the convertible and pointed to a shaded place at the end of the road, saying:

"That's the store I mentioned. I don't know what it's doing now, why don't you go and have a look?"

"Okay, go and have a look."

In the shade of the tree, a small courtyard of bamboo and wood was exposed, which instantly moved Ke Nansheng. What he was looking for was such a quiet place that was not polluted by the dust.

The screeching motor of the motorcycle and the humming of the sports car rubbing the floor made a loud noise and abrupt stop at the door of the crock pot. Everyone in Crock Pot Curie looked towards the courtyard entrance. The hidden bamboo door was pushed open, and three stylish and handsome young men came in.

Jiang Weiwei saw three young people coming in across the large solid wood desk, and immediately called her cousin Jiang Chao to stop them.

"The store hasn't opened yet, please wait until it opens."

"Why did you put up a sign to open before opening?"

Xie Hui looked at Jiang Chao with a youthful smile, and was a little jealous of his youthful and invincible face. Twenty-five years old, it seems really old!

"I'm so sorry, our boss is not satisfied with the production, and it is being improved now. We will officially welcome guests next Saturday, and welcome to come next Saturday."

"Oh, pick up next Saturday!"

Xie Hui winked at Wang Han, and the two laughed knowingly.

"Come on, come next Saturday."

Ke Nansheng looked away from the sign on the lintel and looked into the store, Yingyingchaochuo saw a girl busy behind the large desk...

"I heard that the original owner of Crock Pot has died. Now, is this woman inheriting her father's business?"

"Impossible! It's not a century-old restaurant, and it's good to inherit it. As long as a girl is a little pretty, who would be willing to work in a restaurant. Don't talk about this, do you think Ke Nansheng is a young child?"

"What?"

"I just haven't touched a woman before..."

"Impossible, he's so handsome, how could he not have a woman? We both attract bees, let alone him. Don't you forget what his family does?"

"What's his family doing?"

"There are more than 20,000 employees in his family, and most of them are beautiful women. If you want beautiful women, it's like a talent show. It's much easier than the two of us."

"I don't think he's interested in beautiful women."

"Cut, people have high eyesight, and ordinary beautiful women can't catch their eyes."

"No, maybe one day you bring your school beauties, and see if he will take a second look. Anyway, I have never seen a beautiful woman in the eyes of him."

"Fuck you! Why don't you bring your code to him to play with."

Wang Han stared enviously at Ke Nansheng's strong back standing in front of him.

The question of whether Ke Nansheng is in a relationship has troubled Xie Hui for a long time. When Ke Nansheng appeared, Xie Hui had just withdrawn from the whirlpool of the two women, exhausted both physically and mentally. Ordered by his parents and entrusted by his sister, he was to investigate Ke Nansheng's character. But after being with Ke Nansheng for more than a month, it seems that he never heard Ke Nansheng answer the woman's call.

Could this guy be glass? !

The afternoon sun shines through the thick shade, mottled with the wooden tables and chairs in the small courtyard. The tables and chairs are long and square, as well as in the shape of a wagon wheel. They are placed in a staggered way, with a unique charm. The tables and chairs are all bought from the flea market. They have been disinfected and washed, and then steamed with wormwood, exuding a faint fragrance of wormwood.

Jiang Weiwei cut the ingredients and put them into the clay pots, and Uncle Kong used a long fork to send them into the large clay pots at the back of the courtyard. There was a charcoal fire burning under the crock, and the crackling sparks soon sent wisps of tempting aroma.

"Weiwei, I think the taste is almost the same as what your dad made."

"It almost means that it is still a little bit worse. If this can is not good, it will not be open next Saturday. There must be something wrong with the ingredients..."

Weiwei has carefully studied every word of the recipe left by her father, only the amount of ingredients cannot be accurately grasped. After nearly a month of practice, the taste has become more and more like childhood.

"Your dad just grabs the hot ingredients, how can it be so accurate. When customers drink soup, their mood is different, and the taste they drink is different. Besides, we have eight kinds of side dishes to match with yellow and white rice. , I promise to repeat the previous pomp."

Uncle Kong didn't want to see the restaurant not opening for a long time. Although Weiwei paid him a lot of salary, he couldn't bear to take the money for nothing. If Jiang Fuhai hadn't taken him in back then, he would have gone down a rampant and would not have the happy life he has today because of the juvenile delinquent who was released from the labor camp because of a fight.

With the blessing of being in a crock pot, Lao Kong was able to marry a wife and have children, and settle down in Guangzhou.

"Don't worry, Uncle Kong, as long as we keep doing it steadily, Crock Pot House will definitely get better and better. You will also have a share of dividends at that time."

"It doesn't matter whether the dividends are distributed or not. I'm also happy to see that your father's efforts were not in vain."

The huge earthen pot became more and more red, making Lao Kong's face flush red, and the smile lines at the corners of his eyes were like two blooming chrysanthemums.

More than a year after Jiang Fuhai's death, Lao Kong has been driving motorcycles at the suburban subway entrance to carry passengers for a living. Jiang Weiwei asked him to resume his old business and gave him dividends. There is no reason for him to be unhappy.

"Weiwei, I have nothing to do in the afternoon. Today is Le Yi's birthday."

Jiang Chao grabbed his backpack and bowed his thanks to his cousin, turned around and got on his small electric motorcycle and ran away.

In order to be with his first love in high school forever, Jiang Chao gave up the comfortable life at home and went to live together near his girlfriend's university. Considering the source of life, I went to the uncle's house, who I don't often contact, hoping to help me find a job.

Fu Meiling was polite to her husband's nephew, who had met her eldest daughter at the wedding, and introduced him to a property company as a plumber.

Jiang Chao only worked for three days, and he quit his job because he was almost electrocuted. What I learned in school is far from the actual work, and I don't understand the strength and weakness of electricity. How dare I work as a plumber.

Coincidentally, Jiang Chao and his little girlfriend rented a house near the farmer's house rented by Jiang Weiwei. Weiwei couldn't stand this little cousin's entanglement, so she had to promise him to help out in the shop.

A "ding bell" sounded, and the mother's picture flashed on the phone screen.

Jiang Yingying is getting engaged!