Han Chuan laughed and handed her the persimmon bamboo basket, "You have to turn it upside down, so as not to run for nothing." Persimmon is cold, you are pregnant, just taste it. ”

Mrs. Feng was full of spring breeze, the girl behind her took the bamboo basket, hugged her waist by herself, and found a stool with a soft pillow to sit down, looked up and saw that Han Chuan was wearing a short beat, holding a bamboo pole in her hand, and she was sweating when she beat persimmons, so she laughed, "I really envy you, you are at ease, you want to beat persimmons and persimmons, and if you want to go up the mountain to see Zhuangzi, you can go up the mountain to see Zhuangzi." ”

Han Chuan put down the bamboo pole, made a cup of tea for Mrs. Feng, lowered his head and poured hot water, "... The tea we drink by ourselves is sold a little bit, broken and fine, and the taste is not bad, you can taste it. ”

Mrs. Feng took the teacup, put it aside, her figure moved forward, and her eyebrows danced, "Today, Mr. Wei came over, guess what?" ”

Han Chuan didn't speak, lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

It tastes really good.

Xiao Shuang'er bought two taels in the night market cheaply, and an old man said that it was shipped from Fujian, and he took the tea bricks made of broken tea.

Han Chuan is skeptical that this tea can be delicious.

After taking two sips, Fang Jue, the master is in the folk.

This tea-making process is no worse than the tribute tea soup.

Seeing that Han Chuan didn't speak, Mrs. Feng said "Ouch", this girl has to be angry with her!

Except for cooking and doing business, there is no urgency!

"Mr. Wei wants to ask what you mean!" Mrs. Feng saw that the courtyard was full of people around Han Chuan, so she didn't shy away from it, "Mr. Wei said, if you nod, he can ask the matchmaker to go to the Iron Lion Hutong to find your master to propose, and follow the rules of the capital, if you want, continue to open a shop, continue to be the master, if you are tired, you can dispose of this restaurant as you want, it's up to you." Now, it depends on what you mean, if you want to see it again, let's find a time to go to Xiaojue Temple to offer incense, and call your master. ”

Xiao Shuang'er couldn't wait to prop up her ears, turned her head to look at Mama Zhong, and pouted.

Is it really Mr. Wei?

Don't look at it anymore?

What about the good-looking prince at the mouth of the alley?

Have you completely withdrawn from the alternatives?

Xiao Shuang'er is a little deflated, she has always treated that cold-faced prince as her own boss! In another person, she wouldn't saddle up and wait! What's more, the cold-faced prince has done so many things for the restaurant, saving the shopkeeper and Grandpa Bai, and now the fruits of victory have been robbed by others...

Little Shuang'er is aggrieved for him!

Mama Zhong pursed her lips and withdrew her gaze from Xiao Shuang'er - if it was really that Mr. Wei, she could only say that this choice was not good or bad, mediocre and impermanent...

Han Chuan buried his head and put down the teacup softly, then raised his head, and smiled on his face, "Thank you for your kindness, Chuan Er really appreciates it, and I really appreciate it." I met yesterday, Mr. Wei is very good, if he doesn't dislike eating later, Chu'er will definitely welcome him, and he is willing to chat with him and eat tea without doing business, but..."

Han Chuan paused, this is the truth, "But if you entrust it for life, Chuan Er really can't click on this." Now that the restaurant is just on the right track, Chu'er still has a lot of things that he wants to do but not do, and what he wants to achieve has not been realized, such as the foundation of century-old restaurants such as Liuxian Zhai and Baiweitang, and the 'fresh' has not yet been built. You said let Chu'er take a look, just take a look, if it doesn't work, forget it. Thank you so much for now, but that's all there is to it. ”

Han Chuan's words were really intimate and considerate, and he sat face to face with Mrs. Feng, looking very sincere and serious.

Xiao Shuang'er breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

It's dangerous!

Come on! Rajah!

If you have half of Xiao Su Ye's initiative, this huge restaurant will already be in your pocket!

Xiao Shuang'er roared in the bottom of his heart, Han Chuan had no way of knowing.

Han Chuan saw that Mrs. Feng wanted to roar, so she hurriedly stood up and gave Mrs. Feng a relief, crying and laughing, "... Tell me about you, you can't be an iceman at all. The girl doesn't agree to be angry, the young man doesn't agree to be angry, you just want to be old again, you have to... It also depends on whether the two are suitable or not! ”

Mrs. Feng wiped her face with a silk handkerchief, took a deep breath, and waved her hand hurriedly, "It's okay, it's okay, if you don't agree, forget it... The ox does not drink water, and it cannot force its head to be angry. It's just that now that I'm pregnant, somehow, I often rush to the top of my head in one breath, and the next moment I want to get angry. It's fine for you. Didn't you see me looking at Zecheng..."

Mrs. Feng shook her head again and again, "tsk", the silk towel wiped her face and wiped the corners of her eyes, and her voice was low, "... I think you are a good match for Mr. Wei, walking together, one beautiful and the other handsome, like a golden boy and a jade girl..."Mrs. Feng snorted, and waved her hand again, "Okay, okay, I won't say it." I went back to Master Wei. ”

Han Chuan wanted to laugh a little.

Her marriage failed, and Mrs. Feng was so anxious that she wanted to cry.

And a little guilty.

Is it really concerned about her that this is the case, right?

However, seeing that Mrs. Feng's nose was red, Han Chuan didn't restrain the smile on her face, the pregnant woman seemed to be a little crying, and she was easy to block her breath...

Han Chuan had a slight smile in his tone, asked Mrs. Feng to wait first, turned around and went into the stove house to get a food box and came out, "... You eat and see, yesterday I went to the eastern suburbs market to see that the green onions in the new autumn are not bad, so I bought some, and spread some spring cakes out of time, you go back to eat the green onion burrito with the sauce, and the green onion is ventilated, you may be more comfortable in your heart. ”

As he spoke, he removed the lid of the food box.

There is a large plate in the round box with a circle of fan-shaped ten or eight small round dishes on the plate, a large round dish in the middle, and the small round dish is put on the shredded cooked vegetables, including shredded green onions, sauce elbows, smoked elbows with white meat smoked slightly yellow, big bellies, small bellies filled with meat foam and powder pine nuts, and crispy five-flowered three-layer donkey meat.

"You have croissants and shallots, dip them in sweet noodle sauce and eat a few bites, and then let the cook at home boil a pot of soup, sour and spicy eggs, and it's good to be smooth."

Han Chuan said that Mrs. Feng was a little greedy, the girl carried the food box, and after a few more words, she went out.

Han Chuan exhaled a long breath.

This matter can be considered settled.

Mama Zhong smiled while picking the leaves hanging from the persimmons, and asked Han Chuan, "I saw that you and that Wei scholar had a chat with that scholar yesterday, why did you refuse so resolutely today?" ”

Han Chuan smiled and didn't speak.

She couldn't tell herself.

After thinking about it, I just felt that this thing would not work.

Not only did it not work, but when she thought about it, she was disgusted.

You can't do anything disgusting to yourself.

Han Chuan's attitude was clear, but he didn't expect him to visit.