Xu An took the bun, walked into the box, and slowly put it on the round table.

Chen Qianqian glanced twice, sneered, and continued to bow her head to eat mille-feuille. Li Fanglan and Chen Dahu's faces were not wavering, and they didn't even raise their eyelids, in their opinion, the buns in this bowl were the same as him Xu An, and they would never be on the table.

"Mr. Xu's craftsmanship in making steamed buns is very impressive." Jia Xiaowei smiled faintly, naturally, he didn't mean to taste it.

Only Chen Weiwei, with a little expectation, reached out and took one, put it to her mouth and bit it, and after chewing a few bites, she looked at Xu An with a look of surprise.

"Xu An, you lost, my brother-in-law, the executive chef of Shuangyan Hotel, how can you be compared to a waste! Go back to the bun shop early to pack up your things and close the door! ”

Chen Qianqian is extremely proud, a waste, she really thinks she is a thing.

Jia Xiaowei looked at Chen Weiwei, who was eating with relish, and squinted his eyes, "Qianqian, be polite, Mr. Xu is skilled, although he lost, he was still honored!" ”

Xu An didn't have a word of rebuttal, this situation, he had expected it a long time ago.

"You haven't tasted it, why do you think Xu An will lose!" Chen Weiwei didn't know what was wrong with her, looking at Xu An standing alone, she was inexplicably a little sad, and couldn't help but argue.

Moreover, this bun is really delicious.

"Sister, do you still need to taste this! A waste who can only make steamed buns and sell steamed buns, how can he win his brother-in-law, could it be a hidden chef? ”

Chen Qianqian's stubbornness made Jia Xiaowei very useful, and secretly thought that he would have to move around with this prospective sister-in-law more in the future.

"Come on, just this waste, what do you compare with Xiaowei!" Li Fanglan also sneered.

"Xu An, you go back by yourself first, Weiwei still has to stay and eat."

Xu An was silent for a while, turned his head to look at Chen Weiwei, three years of respect for each other, in fact, there are still many small romances, such as the water heater was broken, Chen Weiwei rushed to his room with wet hair, for example, he made breakfast, Chen Weiwei said that she would not eat it, but she would always secretly take two steamed eggs......

"Xu An, go home." Chen Weiwei stood up, although her voice was not loud, it was loud, which made everyone in the box stunned all of a sudden, especially Jia Xiaowei, who still thought that today's things would go very smoothly.

"Okay." Xu An smiled and walked out of the box door side by side with Chen Weiwei.

Chen Qianqian was the first to react, chased after her and shouted a few times, but failed to stop Chen Weiwei.

The main owner was gone, and Li Fanglan didn't have the face to stay, so she hurriedly pulled Chen Dahu, said a few words in a good voice, made an appointment for the next meeting, and hurriedly walked out.

"Uncle and aunt walk slowly."

Jia Xiaowei's face was gloomy, he really couldn't figure it out, such a waste, how could he make Chen Weiwei reluctant to let go.

At this moment, a waiter walked in.

"Manager Jia, Mr. Maine has arrived."

Hearing this, Jia Xiaowei quickly recovered his normal color, Maine is a Michelin food evaluation, and today he came to evaluate him with three stars, as long as he gets the title of three-star chef, he Jia Xiaowei will naturally rise even more.

"I'm going to change my clothes and clean up the box."

"Manager Jia, what should I do with these buns?"

"Take it and feed it to the dogs!"

After walking back to the room and changing into a new Armani suit, Jia Xiaowei re-entered the box, but the scene in front of him surprised him.

Mr. Mayne, a Michelin food evaluation, was desperately grabbing the buns in the bowl with the waiter, and his mouth was bulging.

"Tell me, Mithja, is there any food left? I'm going to bring some back to my grandmother, oh my god, it's delicious! ”

As a food assessment, Jia Xiaowei knows how tricky Myne's mouth is, but now, he actually grabbed a bun with a waiter.

Buns made by waste Xu An!

Jia Xiaowei gritted his teeth, grabbed half of the bun, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it, his body trembled instantly, and his eyes became extremely solemn.

......

Convenience market, delicious cake shop, old signboard, old name.

The owner, Hu Jianzhang, was squatting at the door of the store, smoking a cigarette, looking ahead intentionally or unintentionally.

The closure of that bun shop made him a little emotional, without financial resources, how would the seventh child of the Xu family make a living in the future.

Flicking the cigarette butt away, Hu Jianzhang walked back to the store, took out his mobile phone and pulled out a call.

"Brother Lu, it's confirmed, Lao Qi made a bet with people, and if he lost, he closed the bun shop."

On the other end of the phone, there was no response for a long time, and it took a long time to reply "I know".

"Foolish little shit." Hu Jianzhang scolded, packed up his things, and prepared to close the door.

Xu An dragged two snakeskin bags, raised his eyelids, and looked at the sign lights of the delicious cake shop opposite that instantly dimmed, and smiled faintly on his face.

In a luxurious basement in Los Angeles, on a mahogany sofa carved with a dragon, a man was holding his hands, his eyes slightly open, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Yue, the bun shop is closed!" A little brother ran in in a panic.

Hearing this, Yue Husheng's eyes widened, his face was extremely happy, and after a pause, he raised his head and laughed heartily.

"Tell the following, there is joy in the boxing arena today, and the odds will be increased by one percent!"

Fuyuan Community.

Xu An plucked and washed an old hen, chopped it open, and put it into the pot piece by piece, the flames jumped, the boiling water was boiling, and the rich smell of old chicken soup spread instantly.

"Xu An, is that all you have to do? Even if you go for a proper job, my parents won't look down on you so much! Chen Weiwei is very angry, every woman hopes that her man can live a decent life.

Xu An didn't speak, and while Chen Weiwei was not paying attention, he sprinkled two million grams of meteorite powder into the pot.

"My friend is looking for a truck driver, so you can try it first." Seeing that Xu An didn't reply, Chen Weiwei continued to speak.

Xu An was a little helpless, walked out with a bowl of steaming old chicken soup, and put it in front of Chen Weiwei.

"I've got something to do during this time, so I'll talk about it when I'm done."

Chen Weiwei sighed, "Xu An, I don't ask you to give me anything, I just hope that you can live a decent life." ”

Xu An smiled, "What is decent? ”

"At least, it can make those people stop calling you crap."

Hearing this, Xu An paused for a moment and remembered the simple and fragrant Xu family compound in Yandu, the old man who was high up.

"The Xu family only has six sons, how can there be seven brothers."

"But you Xu An, don't count my Xu family!"

"If you have the ability, you can do it yourself, but you can only sell buns! Why get ahead! Connections, funds, opportunities, talents, you Xu An doesn't have any! After all, if it weren't for the bun shop left by the anti-bone boy, you would have starved to death! ”

Now, the bun shop is closed, I don't know how many people are secretly snickering, and it is estimated that they all firmly believe that in this life, in this life, Xu An, the waste, I am afraid that he will have to sit on this name.

"Xu An, I don't know why my grandfather asked me to marry you in the first place, but I believe that he is optimistic about you, so I also hope that you will be a little more aggressive."

Xu An nodded, for Chen Weiwei, after three years of getting along, I don't dare to say that I am deeply involved, but at least I have a trace of affection, this woman is worthy of his care and protection.

"I want to buy a house." Xu An suddenly spoke.

Behind the Fuyuan community, there is a large open-air swimming pool, and the humidity is too heavy, which will have more or less an impact on Chen Weiwei's natural cold body.

Chen Weiwei was stunned, "Are you rich?" Housing prices in Los Angeles have risen very high in the past two years. ”

"I have some savings, plus the house is changing hands, it should be enough."

There are some things that Xu An has not planned to let Chen Weiwei know, such as his savings, at least, can buy a small half of the real estate in Los Angeles.

Of course, this is something that cannot see the light, otherwise, the Xu family will be desperate to suppress him, and an ancient family like the Xu family will never tolerate any unstable factors.

"Then you tell me, you live well, why do you suddenly want to buy a house?"

Xu An hesitated for a while, and said a little helplessly, "The humidity here is too heavy, and I have old cold legs." ”

"You're a young man in your twenties, and you actually have old cold legs? How I didn't know before. ”

"We don't live together, my old cold legs, the weather is wet and cold, and they will twitch and hurt."

Just as the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Xu An went over to open the door, and the whole person frowned.

Outside the door, stood Chen Qianqian, covered with large bags and small bags.

"Xu An! You don't beat my sister's idea! From today, I'm moving in with you! I'm staring at you! ”