After one night, Su Ruotong and Zhu Xiaoqi became quite familiar.

is still the same sentence, whoever is good to himself is also good to himself, Su Ruotong abides by this principle very much.

Zhu Xiaoqi and Gao Yumei have a deep relationship, no matter for gratitude or other reasons, treat Su Ruotong well without malice, then, Su Ruotong will also give back to Zhu Xiaoqi, so in the end, Su Ruotong made his own decisions and presented Zhu Xiaoqi with a limited VIP gold card of Su's Restaurant, and he can enjoy the right to give priority to the chef's menu.

Zhu Xiaoqi was quite useful, smiled slightly, and sent Su Ruotong out.

In the Su family's car, the makeup artist who followed the makeup finally waited for Su Ruotong to come back, and hurriedly jumped out of the car to greet her, and when she got off the ground, she couldn't help but burp.

The snacks that the Su family let them bring on the road are so fragrant, they won't get tired of panicking if they eat too much, she eats while drinking water, and kills almost two whole boxes by herself, her stomach is as swollen as a watermelon, if it weren't for the slim clothes she wore, it would be too embarrassing to watch.

Seeing that Su Ruotong was sent over by a handsome guy, the makeup artist took a few more curious looks, and felt that Su Ruotong was standing in front of Zhu Xiaoqi, and the two were quite a good match, just like a talented woman, a golden boy and a girl.

A man who can make friends with Su Ruotong, from the perspective of the makeup artist, must have a good family background, seeing that Su Ruotong was escorted by Zhu Xiaoqi with his hand on the roof of the car to escort the golden car door, she was not in a hurry to follow up, and said: "Hello sir, Miss Su's makeup is my makeup today, this is our company's business card, you can take a look." ”

It would be great if you could get this handsome man's business, it's important to make money, and it's also important to be able to rub the handsome guy's oil with makeup!

Zhu Xiaoqi nodded lightly and took the business card next.

Waiting for the car to return to Su's house, Su Changqing was still waiting for her, and Gao Yumei was already asleep.

"Tongtong, it's going well today. Su Changqing asked.

"Aunt Gao asked her godson Zhu Xiaoqi to give me a sweep, and I gave Mr. Zhu a VIP card in our store. Su Ruotong explained.

Su Changqing knew Zhu Xiaoqi and said with a smile: "Does Mr. Zhu like it?"

"Yes, he likes the soon-to-open third store the most, and the exterior of that building was designed by him. Su Ruotong said.

At the mention of this, Su Changqing's eyes lit up: "No wonder, the building used by our three stores is one of the landmark buildings in Xinhai City, and my father never dreamed of opening a restaurant in such a place in his life." It's almost open, and I've invited several professional performance troupes to perform in front of the store all day on the opening day. ”

Su Ruotong tilted her head: "Dad, I have an idea to make our opening ceremony more interesting." ”

Su Changqing said: "Oh, what do you have in mind. ”

"This needs the help of Master Li and Master Bao, and I just have an idea. Su Ruotong said.

Su Changqing laughed: "Tongtong has also learned to keep secrets, okay, then Dad won't ask, wait for the day of the opening, wait for you to surprise Dad." ”

Su Ruotong said that he would do it, and the next day he called Bao Ruwen, Li Hongxing, who was still in a wheelchair, and Chef Charlie to have a meeting together.

The four of them were locked in the kitchen every day, not going out at all, as if they had formed some kind of secret team. Su Changqing couldn't help but regret a little, he shouldn't have promised Su Ruotong so early, saying that he only knew the secret on the opening day, and he wanted to know it now.

He kept thinking about what surprises Su Ruotong and they had prepared, so he started to guess from the dishes that Su Ruotong brought when they cooked every day.

At noon on this day, Bao Ruwen made braised chicken eggplant and pearl balls, Li Hongxing couldn't get off the ground, and with the help of others, he made a hot green vegetable, steamed rice, Chef Charlie roasted chicken thighs and desserts after the meal, Su Ruotong made the most, in addition to hanging the eight-treasure duck all morning, bean roasted sausage, and a seafood stewed chicken, as well as dried fruits mixed with mashed potatoes, how to look at it, I can't see anything at all.

Su Changqing racked his brains, and finally set his eyes on the mashed potatoes with dried fruits that he had never eaten before, maybe the key point was here.

This dish is that the potatoes are first boiled thoroughly with mountain ginseng pigeon soup, then crushed little by little with a small spoon, and then the dried fruits of similar size are thrown in, and finally the surface is sprinkled with roasted crispy black sesame milk crispy slices, mixed with them, and it tastes super **.

"Tongtong, are you going to perform this dried fruit mixed mashed potato dish in front of everyone? ”

Bao Ruwen laughed out loud.

Is this recipe simple? The back of this dish is very simple, who can't grind mashed potatoes, who can't sprinkle dried fruits and crispy chips, and you don't even need seasoning in these steps, but all the flavors have to rely on the most critical pigeon soup in front.

Hanging the pigeon soup with boiled potatoes has to take more than a dozen steps before and after, and the heat has to be very accurate, Su Ruotong is smooth when he makes it, but Bao Ruwen feels that even if it is him, he has to let Su Ruotong teach him several times before he can fully master it, not to mention those ordinary people.

And, what they want to do, how can it be so simple?

Su Changqing knew that he had guessed wrong, and pointed to the Eight Treasure Duck and said, "Could it be this." ”

Babao duck is a traditional Chinese dish, and Su Ruotong's is an improved version, which tastes more delicious.

"Not really. Su Ruotong quietly served Su Changqing a bowl of rice: "Dad, let's eat." ”

In the blink of an eye, a week passed, and Su's three restaurants opened together. And in the past seven days, Tao Xian has not contacted Su Ruotong once.

Su Ruotong didn't know how she should deal with this matter, she was so angry that she didn't even take the initiative to contact Tao Xian anymore. She just silently finished everything every night, returned to the house, opened the book "The Domineering President's Wife", and studied it carefully.

On this day, Su Ruotong saw a piece of content, which was written about the male protagonist being chased and killed by a business opponent, hitting his brain, losing his memory, and being rescued by a girl with a simple personality. On the other side, the female protagonist is pregnant with a child and is waiting for the male protagonist to return.

Finally, the male protagonist regained his memory and remembered who his true love was, and the girl was also verified by him to be a female liar with ill intentions. She's just a handyman working for the flower greenhouse.,It's not a rich girl.,When I picked him up,,Found a huge amount of property and proof of his status in the wallet he carried.,They maintained a rich life during this time by all the money of the male owner.,And the female florist who works for people wants to take this opportunity to move the male owner.,Officially marry the male owner in the future.,Pick up the fruits of victory.。

Su Ruotong is about to make embarrassing cancers when she sees this plot, not to mention the blood, and all kinds of logic do not make sense, she is simply ridiculing the reader's IQ.

However, she didn't have any other reference cases, so she thought Tao Xian also had amnesia. As for the short-haired girl who brought him food in the photo, isn't it just the female liar with ill intentions in the book, although this is unlikely, but Tao Xian's amnesia is even less likely, and she is not pregnant with a child waiting for the male protagonist to return.

But once I accepted this setting, I was still quite emotional, and comforting myself like this, Su Ruotong felt a little better. Thinking that in the process of living with the female liar, the president stupidly thought that he was a handyman in the flower shed, going to work every day instead of the female liar, dealing with feces and urine, stinking and making money to repay the life-saving benefactor and girlfriend who "loved him deeply", Su Ruotong couldn't help but substitute for Tao Xian, and was actually happy.

With that in mind, she was finally able to focus all her energy on researching the new dish to be made at the opening ceremony.

On August 27, the sky was cloudless, and at half past seven in the morning, the pre-invited performing arts team had already arrived.

In front of the three Su's restaurants, people are crowded all over the mountains and valleys, some are simply to see the excitement, and some are going to come to Su's Restaurant to eat, today is the first day of opening, maybe there will be the same as before there will be free dishes. The gift is nothing, the key is that the gift will not be included in the recipe, and there is probably only one chance to taste it once in a lifetime.

Su Changqing lacked skills, so he had to arrange for the three chefs to take care of a location each, and he took Su Ruotong to the old store of Su's Restaurant.

The old restaurant of Su's Restaurant has a large number of guests, in addition to the families who are close to the Su family, there are also some important old diners of Su's Restaurant, as well as those in charge of the Yumei Fund. Today, only half of the area is open to diners, and the rest of the space is reserved for these more important congratulatory guests.

Su Ruotong wore a pure cyan dress and followed behind her father to greet visitors from all directions.

The gongs and drums in front of the door were noisy and lively, so shocking that Su Ruotong often couldn't hear what the other party was saying to her, so she could only hang a paralyzed face and keep bowing her head: "Hello, hello, fortunately, fortunately, thank you, thank you." Even she felt miserable.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums disappeared all of a sudden, and Su Ruotong was still a little uncomfortable.

She looked up and saw that it was Bao Ruwen with a dozen apprentices who walked to the door of Su's Restaurant, each of them carrying a portable gas stove that was still faintly bubbling with blue flames, and a steaming super-large steamer was placed on it, and each bite was completely covered by a red cloth, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Is it to perform acrobatics?

Almost everyone was stunned when they saw these chefs dressed as "playing with fire" in such a way. Many people hurriedly avoided the road they were walking on, fearing that the pot would overturn and the contents would burn themselves, or that the small gas canister on the gas stove would suddenly explode and kill them.

The dozen or so chefs walked cautiously, obviously afraid that something would go wrong, and finally, the stove was safely placed at the gate of Su's Restaurant, forming a long line.

Everyone loves to watch the excitement, and now there is no gong and drum music, and almost everyone knows the situation here.

Those who were still outside spontaneously formed a small circle, and some of those who had already taken their seats upstairs opened their windows and looked down from above. And some have already turned on their phones and want to record it all.

As soon as Su Changqing saw this battle, he understood that it was Su Ruotong, Bao Ruwen, Li Hongxing, and Charlie who had made the performance before, and he really couldn't see what use these eighteen steamers could be.

Bao Ruwen allowed the gas stove to continue to burn, and white smoke was already rising from the steamer, proving that the water in the steamer was beginning to boil.

At this time, Bao Ruwen dialed the phone and pretended to ask over there: "Lao Li, can you do it, I'm boiling here." Do you want me to drive someone to help you? ”

Li Hongxing took a sip of him: "I'm also boiling the pot here, Charlie called me over there, and I can start there, according to the original time, eight o'clock, and officially remove the red cloth." ”

"Okay!" Bao Ruwen smiled like a Maitreya Buddha about to be blackened: "Bye-bye." ”