Expansion?

The person surnamed Zhao actually said that he was inflated?

This is absolutely unbearable.

Where has it expanded?

Could it be that he is not handsome, not rich, not gentle, not considerate, not kind...?

This is a fact!

Does he need to expand?

Moreover, even if you want to expand, you don’t need to take puffing agents!

This Zhao Xiaoniu underestimates him.

With such a beautiful girlfriend, he has long been expanding to break through the sky.

In the following time, Jiang Xiaohan was completely idle. Except for the earliest guests in the private room, no one who came later ordered his dishes.

One is that the price is too expensive, and the other is that it is not famous.

Not to mention that compared with Mr. Su, even compared with Su Wen, Jiang Xiaohan can only be considered an unknown person.

But this is also good, Jiang Xiaohan is happy to be idle.

Throughout noon, Jiang Xiaohan almost accompanied Zhao Wanxi to collect the accounts at the front desk, and helped arrange the customers by the way. He directly turned on the soy sauce mode and ran to the old man's house for two cups of tea, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Compared to Jiang Xiaohan, Su Wen, his uncle, is much more miserable.

I can't get out of my body in the kitchen.

Fortunately, although there are many customers in the store, they are not enough to cope with it. After all, Su Yuan receives a limited number of guests every day, most of which have been made in advance, and the number of appointments per day is relatively fixed. Otherwise, a large group of people would come over, and even if all the staff were on duty, they might not be busy.

Now Suyuan is no longer the new store that just opened.

From the beginning, when he founded Su Yuan, Su Wen never thought of opening up the market through sales. After all, cooking every dish requires careful investment.

Suyuan is a private restaurant, and there is no way to recruit a lot of chefs and helpers like those big hotels outside. This is also destined that Suyuan can only win by quality and cannot entertain too many visitors at once, so there must be some control over the passenger flow.

This is also a typical example of having money but not making money.

But Su Yuan's existence is not only for revenue, but more importantly, it is to pass on Sujia cuisine. If you just want to make profits, it will destroy your own signature and damage your foundation.

The guests at noon gradually left, and everyone relaxed.

There are not many people in Suyuan. Before Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi came, in addition to Su Wen, there were only four employees here, including Zhang Li and Zhou Qing, plus the security guard Wei Peng.

There are not many people, but they are busy.

The old man has already gone back. After all, his habit of taking naps every day cannot be changed. He left before the guests finished leaving.

Su Wen, who came out of the kitchen, held a teacup and drank a few sips from time to time, which also seemed particularly comfortable.

Although he was a little busy at noon, this kind of busyness made him feel fulfilled, especially watching the guests leave with full food and drink and satisfied, giving him a sense of accomplishment that is physically and mentally happy.

To be honest, if I didn’t really like to cook, even if I had a family tradition, Su Wen wouldn’t be able to stay in this garden every day.

Not only that, whenever Su Wen has free time, he also has to look for fresh and precious ingredients everywhere, and sometimes he will go to other places to find delicious food for a few days.

The existence of Su Yuan is sometimes more like a place where Su Wen polishes and improves his cooking skills.

However, this is also based on the premise that Su Yuan’s revenue is quite good, otherwise Su Wen would not have the money and energy to waste it.

Of course, Su Wen, the boss and chef, is not here, and it is common for Su Yuan to close the park every now and then. If it weren't for Su Jiacai's signature and Su Wen's own good cooking skills, he would probably have run away long ago.

The wine is not afraid of the deep alley, but the wine must be good first.

Similarly, if you don’t drink well, no one will care about putting the shop on the street.

After habitually looking at the noon turnover, Su Wen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

One afternoon, Jiang Xiaohan made a table of dishes, but he made several tables in a row, but his turnover barely exceeded him. This person was so angry that he was even more angry than others.

Jiang Xiaohan had to build several tables to catch up with him.

The gap!

This is simply a bare-severe gap!

Su Wen was jealous.

It’s not that he cares about who earns more and less money, but that Su Wen feels that he is hit by his nephew again.

Even though I was working so hard, I was still not as good as Jiang Xiaohan's casual moves.

afternoon.

Zhao Wanxi was sitting there reading a book, and a girl in a light yellow dress walked in.

“Not open yet!”

When Zhao Wanxi found the person coming, she looked up and said.

"Oh, no hurry!"

When he heard Zhao Wanxi's words, the other party didn't care too much, and he didn't want to leave. Instead, he sat down in front of Zhao Wanxi.

Seeing this, Zhao Wanxi put down the book and couldn't help but frown.

"Tea scripture? I've read this book."

Seeing Zhao Wanxi look over, the other party smiled at her and said, "Are you interested in tea?"

"fine!"

Zhao Wanxi, who withdrew her gaze, responded indifferently.

It’s not that she is very interested in this Tea Sutra, but because Mr. Su likes to drink tea and Jiang Xiaohan also has a lot of contact with this, so she also wants to know about it.

She wouldn't tell the other person that she just wanted to learn more about what someone liked.

He looked around and seemed to be looking for something, but he seemed to have found nothing. The girl in a light yellow dress looked at Zhao Wanxi again: "Can I ask you a question?"

"cannot!"

Hearing Zhao Wanxi's answer, the other party was stunned for a moment.

She never expected that Zhao Wanxi would give such an answer.

An awkward look flashed, but the other party's eyes towards Zhao Wanxi fell more interested. She continued to ask: "Are you young master here?"

The other party seemed to have not heard the "can't" that Zhao Wanxi just said, and still asked.

"Young boss?"

Zhao Wanxi frowned slightly.

"It's the little boss here."

As if afraid that Zhao Wanxi would not understand what she meant, the other party emphasized again: "Didn't that young chef at noon say he is Su Yuan's young owner?"

After hearing this, Zhao Wanxi finally understood.

The person the other party is looking for is Jiang Xiaohan.

Realizing this, Zhao Wanxi, who had not cared about it, looked at the other person again.

The other party looked about the same age as hers. She was wearing a pair of white flat shoes, a light yellow dress, long hair, melon-shaped face, delicate facial features, bright eyes, sweet smile, and two cute dimples, just like a template for a girl next door.

If Zhao Wanxi is not wrong, many people now like such girls.

"What are you looking for him?"

Zhao Wanxi asked with a calm expression.

"I'll settle the score with him!"

However, when he heard Zhao Wanxi's words, the other party said angrily:

"I want him to be responsible for me!"
Chapter completed!