My Tough Husband

When he arrived at the box on the second floor, Zhou Linhan sat down leisurely.

He didn't let Xiao Er follow up, didn't let Xiao Er send tea or anything, naturally he didn't want to delay too much.

Han Tingxuan, as a businessman who personally created a group in his previous life, naturally does not have this vision! So, after Zhou Linhan sat down, he directly hugged his fists and said: "This kid's gift can actually be said to be a sale. The kid's great-grandfather used to be a chef for most of his life, and he was still very good at that time. Well-known, therefore, I also left a few menu recipes. Weizilou’s signature dish Spicy Chicken is very good today, and it can be said to be well-known far and wide. However, if Weizilou has other signature dishes, I’m afraid it’s the right taste. Sub-lou will be more beneficial, right?"

"Recipe?" Zhou Lin shook his head sharply. Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Tingxuan carefully.

With a smile on Han Tingxuan's face, he remained motionless, letting the other person look at it.

"How many formulas do you have?" Zhou Linhan's voice was faint, but the fist of a hand hidden behind his back was clenched, and the tight ones were sweating a little.

"The kid did a lot of **** things before. In fact, the great-grandfather passed down five recipes, but the kid lost two. Now the kid has only three on his body. The kid has been living in a muddle until this time. Almost lost his life, the boy realized that if this continues, I am afraid that the boy will die and will not be forgiven by the boy’s ancestors. Even his father and dad will face the ancestors of the Han family. Therefore, the boy decided to change his face. Re-behave!"

Zhou Linhan pursed his lips, looking at the young man in front of him, his eyes darkened. "What do you want to say?"

"That's what the kid planned. If the kid sells all three recipes, then I'm afraid the great-grandfather will climb out of the coffin and take the kid up. Therefore, I only plan to sell one. However, the kid can let shopkeeper Zhou choose, Which one to choose."

Shopkeeper Zhou stood up and walked home with his hands behind his back. After a while, he said lightly: "Our building is not without recipes."

"The kid naturally understands, so I said to let shopkeeper Zhou choose. If shopkeeper Zhou thinks the dishes made by the kid are not delicious, then naturally it is useless."

Shopkeeper Zhou fixedly glanced at Han Tingxuan and looked at the gentle smile on the other's face. After a few seconds, he said: "You come with me."

Next, Han Tingxuan was taken to the kitchen. Except for a chef, all the other people, including Xiao Gong, were kicked out. Han Tingxuan took a look at the kitchen ingredients, they were very complete, and they looked at the seasonings. , Is also complete.

So he smiled and said: "The ingredients are about the ingredients, and the kid will prepare the ingredients by himself."

The shopkeeper naturally understood this week, nodded, and turned his back to the chef.

Han Tingxuan was not afraid of them taking a peek, and it took five minutes to get the ingredients.

"All right."

The next step is to instruct the chef to cook...

After half an hour, all three dishes were on the table.

Dongpo meat, Kung Pao chicken, braised lion head. Although due to time, the heat of the last dish is slightly short, but it does not affect the overall situation.

Shopkeeper Zhou moved his chopsticks, and his eyes grew darker and deeper from the first to the third.

Finally, shopkeeper Zhou said to the chef: "You can try it."

The chef also tasted from the first to the last, the more he tasted, the brighter his eyes. "It's delicious! It's delicious!" He himself is usually rather dull, except for the most authentic evaluation such as delicious, he really can't think of anything else.

Shopkeeper Zhou looked at Han Tingxuan, and the other party still smiled gently, but shopkeeper Zhou had already seen caution in his eyes. When did this person have such a pampering demeanor?

The three dishes in the kitchen were still there, and Han Tingxuan followed to the box again.

But this time, there was one more person, and that was Qian Rongying, the treasurer of Weizilou.

Qian Rongying was a little older than Zhou Linhan, and seemed to be a very kind person, with a gentle smile on his face, but Han Tingxuan didn't dare to underestimate it. It is not easy to be a big shopkeeper in a restaurant!

mild? That's just a protective color!