While experiencing the various interesting stories of college freshmen in Tangchuan, a red BMW car was passing by the gate of Huhai University under the light of the setting sun.

In the car, a middle-aged woman was admonishing, "Xiaoyu, wait a minute, you can't play with the temper of the eldest lady, talk to someone."

This is also a Yale graduate, but he is not a second ancestor who is a fool, and he managed a subsidiary of his family last year, and his profit doubled.

It took me a lot of work to get my aunt and his mother to get along. It just so happens that you go back to Shanghai for a vacation, hurry up and make an appointment with him, if you can see each other, then get along well. ”

Fang Qingyu looked at Huhai University flashing out of the car window, and thought to himself, "He should have come to report today, right?"

Seeing her niece's absent-minded appearance, the middle-aged woman drove cautiously and said, "Xiaoyu, have you listened to me? If you don't get along again this time, then your aunt will be powerless, and when the time comes, your mother will complain about me, and you have to speak for your aunt." ”

Fang Qingyu came back to his senses and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, auntie, I was thinking about things just now. However, I can't guarantee that I will be a match. ”

"The conditions of An Yuchen are already very good, Anjia's Jiayuan Group is a real estate giant, An Yuchen's performance in the subsidiary last year was so bright, it is estimated that he will be able to enter the board of directors of Jiayuan Group at the end of this year.

People like you don't match, and my aunt really doesn't know what to find for you. Maybe your second aunt can find it for you, I heard that she also went to Dongjiang recently, have you met?" Fang Qingyu's aunt said.

Fang Qingyu shook his head and said, "No, I didn't even know that she had arrived in Dongjiang." The conditions of An Yuchen you said are indeed very good, but I also need to look at the right eye, and there are many people with good conditions, so I can't pick up the vegetables in the basket. ”

Fang Qingyu's aunt was a little dissatisfied, "The girl's family, talk sven, what do you mean that there are vegetables in the basket? Then An Yuchen is not an ordinary dish, okay? Hey, I brought you crooked." ”

"Yes, you also think that he is not an ordinary dish, ordinary or not, I have to choose it. Fang Qingyu pouted and said.

"Don't follow the example of that silly boy in my family and pursue any true love. The girl in his picture is now gone to Millikan, and she will definitely not come back, and Xiaoliang is still stupid to wait for her. Fang Qingyu's aunt said with some excitement.

"Auntie, don't get excited. Xiao Liang has just graduated from college and is still young, maybe the girl will come back? If he doesn't come back in two years, Xiao Liang will also recognize that person, anyway, he is not very old, and he can find it again. Fang Qingyu persuaded him.

His uncle Zhong Liang has just graduated from college, and his girlfriend has gone abroad to study for graduate school, and his aunt always says that she will definitely not be able to come back, and she is very excited every time she talks about it.

"Auntie, how far is this, how do I feel that you are going around in circles here?" Fang Qingyu asked differently.

"I couldn't find a parking space at the restaurant just past, why is the parking lot full in the neighborhood?"

Fang Qingyu said: "This is still quite close to Huhai University, it is estimated that the school has just started, and many parents of students have come, and the parking space is full." ”

When the car of the two was circling, Tang Chuan was walking towards the outside of the school, he didn't expect that he would sit on campus for an afternoon, he would be hungry, the meal card was thrown into the dormitory, and he was too lazy to pick it up, so he walked all the way out.

I didn't go out from the main entrance, I walked directly from the side door here, anyway, I haven't been here before, so I just turned around to see if there are any good restaurants.

Since Tang Chuan has excellent cooking skills, he has also mouthed a lot, and the dishes of ordinary restaurants have made it difficult for him to eat, at least they must have a certain level or characteristics.

Originally, the restaurant at noon was not bad, but at the main entrance, Tang Chuan was too lazy to rush over now. After walking through two street corners, I saw an antique exterior decoration of a restaurant, with three golden characters written on the signboard.

"Imperial Dining Room"!

How capable does this restaurant have to be that it dares to use these three words as a restaurant sign? Such a bold statement is not afraid that people will not be satisfied with it and tear down its signboard?

Immediately afterwards, a wave of memories came out, and Tang Chuan was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

It really happened that the remnant soul of the celebrity chef I got from the hospital morgue was originally the head chef of this restaurant and one of the shareholders. After retiring and returning to Dongjiang, the chef handed over to his apprentice and gave the shares to his daughter.

Because this part of the memory has been digested by Tang Chuan, except for a little basic information, there is no too detailed situation.

When Tang Chuan processed the basic information of various remnant souls, he used an idle method, and if he was not usually touched accordingly, he was precipitated in the depths of his memory. Even if his soul power is much higher than that of ordinary people now, it is difficult to control so many active memories.

Since it is the restaurant of the famous chef's apprentice chef, the level of the dishes must be good, and Tang Chuan walked into the store immediately.

"Welcome! How many gentlemen are there?" The welcome lady at the door was wearing Hanfu, which made Tang Chuan feel a little more favorable.

Tang Chuan responded casually: "Alone." ”

The lobby of this store is designed with a very ancient Chinese charm, and the house is actually designed with the appearance of a small bridge and flowing water, entering a small stone bridge, and the lobby is separated by some ancient screens with tables everywhere.

A wooden staircase spirals up from the doorway, and the second-floor private room is strung by a winding corridor that allows people to overlook the lobby downstairs by railing. The windows of the upstairs private room are all facing the street, and the view is still good.

It was time for the meal, but there were not many people in the hall, Tang Chuan was strange, and was led to a table by the welcome lady in the corner, which was a relatively small table, usually a couple with two seats.

After Tang Chuan sat down, a waiter came to order, but instead of pen and paper, it was a tablet, and it seems that the owner of this restaurant not only likes ancient style, but also likes modern technology.

I didn't think much about it, so I ordered two dishes and one soup, very ordinary double-ear stir-fried vegetarian, sweet and sour pork ribs, winter melon enoki mushroom soup, and a bowl of rice.

There is not much time, and the dishes and rice are ready.

This serving speed made Tang Chuan nod with satisfaction, this time is the meal, and it can have such a serving speed, which shows that the kitchen management is very good.

It's just that when the first bite of the dish is eaten, Tang Chuan's brows furrowed, this is not the inheritance of the famous chef at all, could it be that this restaurant has changed chefs?

If that's the level, it's a joke to call it the "Imperial Dining Room".

Tang Chuan continued to taste other dishes, and the taste was unsatisfactory, that is, it was a little higher than the mid-range level, and it was definitely not worthy of the word "imperial dining room".

Is this the reason why there are not many people eating in this lobby?

Just as he was thinking this, Tang Chuan couldn't help but sigh softly, raised his head slightly, and saw that in the corridor on the second floor, two women walked into a private room.

"Dr. Fang has returned to Shanghai? What a coincidence. No, I'd better finish eating and leave early, so as not to be seen by her, and everyone will be embarrassed. ”

Tang Chuan thought in his heart, and immediately sped up the speed of eating, although the dishes did not suit his appetite, but it was still possible to fill his stomach.

Just as Tang Chuan finished eating, he heard a scolding from the second floor.

"What kind of tin hemp fragrant food is this? And this southern milk squirrel fish, it tastes not right at all, go to your head chef, and the manager!"

"Sir, this is our head chef who made it himself, and there can be no mistake. The waiter replied in a whisper.

Others couldn't hear it, but Tang Chuan could hear it clearly.