When Chen Jian returned to the store with the Buddha statue and fossils, he saw a girl waiting to open the door at the door.

"Are you looking for someone or eating?" Chen Jian asked politely.

"Dinner, is this restaurant closed?"

"No, no, I just went out to get something." Chen Jian took out the key and opened the roller shutter door.

The girl followed into the restaurant, saw only one table in the empty lobby, and three of them were stunned and exited, and looked up at the signboard of the store.

Chen Jian put the bag containing the Buddha statue and fossils into the corner of the wall, and looked at the girl and walked in again with a puzzled expression. Scratching his head in embarrassment, he said in his heart, dead fat, when will the seat be delivered.

"I'm sorry, it's just been renovated recently, the tables and chairs are going to be repurchased, and they haven't arrived yet, if you don't mind, just sit here and eat." Anyway, there weren't many guests today. ”

"Where's your boss?" The girl asked, looking around.

"I'm the boss."

"You're the boss? Is your chef there?"

"I'm the chef."

“……”

The girl had a look on her face that you were teasing me, "No kidding, I'm from the TV station, and I want to interview the chef of your restaurant." ”

Chen Jian remembered Maitreya's words when he was drinking, and he didn't expect that he really fooled the people from the TV station.

"No kidding, I'm really the chef here, if you want to eat something, I'll make it for you right now."

"Where were you yesterday afternoon?"

"Help stir-fry in the cafeteria where you leave the world."

Listening to Chen Jian's answer of "leaving the world", the girl believed a little, but she still asked unwillingly, "Then is your master in the store?" ”

"I don't have a master, I'm the only chef in this store."

Meng Jingyi's brain made up the image of a master who was deeply hidden in the market and had superb cooking skills completely collapsed.

The door of the store was pushed open again, and an old man walked in, "Little boss, I'm here again." ”

"Hello uncle, how are you feeling today?" Seeing that it was the old man who had eaten the Intermediate Healing Technique Buff last night, Chen Jian's first reaction was to ask how the effect was.

When the old man heard Chen Jian ask him about his physical condition as soon as he opened his mouth, his eyes flashed, and he replied with a smile: "Thanks to the little boss, it's all right." ”

"It's good, it's good." Hearing that the healing technique had an effect, Chen Jian was also very happy, proving that the "Gourmet Buff" could indeed make the magic take effect.

"Little boss, you still have a table here." The old man looked helplessly at the lobby, which was as empty as last night.

"It's really not a good hospitality, or you two can fight the table." Chen Jian didn't expect that there would be two repeat customers today.

Meng Jingyi was also a little speechless, if it was like this in other stores, she would have turned around and left a long time ago, but today she still had an interview task with her, so she could only bite the bullet, "I don't mind." ”

"I also invited a few friends to eat here, little boss, can you think of a way."

"Ah, how many people did you invite?" Of course, it's a good thing that repeat customers have brought in new guests, but now there are no tables and no chairs, but there are no guests who open a restaurant.

"Seven or eight."

"You wait." Chen Jian thought of a way, turned out a folding round table from the warehouse, unfolded it, and placed it on a small table, a small table that could only seat four people became a large round table that could seat eight people.

"You two sit across from each other, be careful not to press the table too hard, it will easily overturn the countertop." Chen Jian moved the chair he used at home from the upstairs room again.

"This thing has a year, Huanghuali's?"

"I don't know what kind of wood my grandfather handed down. Not many people use this round countertop anymore. ”

While speaking, another old man walked in, "Brother Guan, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Meng Jingyi, who was hesitating whether to continue the interview today, turned her head and saw that her eyes widened in surprise. Sun Daoxian, the king of aquatic products, is a legendary figure in Nanshan City, but the top students of the Wharton School of Business in the United States gave up the offer of the top 100 international companies, returned to China and led the villagers of the small fishing village in his hometown to start an aquatic company, and finally became the largest aquatic product group in East China.

Especially in the past few years, Sun Daoxian has let his son take over, gradually faded out of the business world, and is enthusiastic about charity and public welfare activities, but he has not appeared less in the media. I didn't expect such a wealthy businessman to come to this small restaurant with no tables and chairs.

"Brother Guan, you look good, I said you were hospitalized before, and you didn't let me come to see you. It's time to think of me today. After a while, another old man walked in with a cane.

Yu Maolin! Meng Jingyi almost shouted, the famous richest man in Nanshan, known as Yu Bancheng, the chairman of the largest real estate group in Nanshan. It even appeared in this small restaurant.

Then Wang Ming, the president of Nanshan University, Fu Hongshen, the boss of Nanxing Media, and Tong Yuquan, the chairman of Nanyao Group, all sat at the round table one after another. made Meng Jingyi tremble more and more, and she didn't dare to say a word.

When everyone was chatting and reminiscing, a young man in a military uniform pushed a wheelchair into the store, and everyone stood up in unison when they saw the old man in the wheelchair, Guan Tianping and Yu Maolin took the wheelchair pusher from left to right.

"Old company commander, I'm really sorry, it should be me who went to visit you at home. But I would like to invite you to have a meal here today. Guan Tianping held the old man's hand and said solemnly.

"The doctor told Xu Lao to rest more, but he still insisted on going out after receiving your call." The young soldier standing in the back spoke in a tone that was dissatisfied.

"Those who are not in the way, those who are not in the way, at our age, we will see you once less, and it doesn't matter if you come to see me or I come to see you." The old man said slowly.

looked at the old chief, who used to be vigorous and resolute, but now he couldn't walk, and he was out of breath when he spoke. made Guan Tianping cry.

"Pingyazi, I'm still crying so much at this age, so that the juniors can see jokes. How are you doing? I guess I'm coming back this time to heal the disease. ”

Guan Tianping listened to the old chief call himself flat like he did back then, smiled and wiped his tears, "Okay, it's all right." ”

"Nice?"

"That's great!"

"Okay, the body is the capital of the revolution, don't go before me."

"If I don't leave, don't leave either, I'm still waiting for you to take me to continue to improve."

"Yes, you always need to take care of your health." Yu Maolin is also in line with the Tao.

Meng Jingyi didn't know who the old man who was going to share the table with her was who she was, but she had such a big face to invite so many bigwigs from Nanshan City, and she didn't know who the old man was at the end, but seeing that all the bigwigs got up to greet him, it could be seen that he must be a big man. Hurriedly stood up, not knowing if he should leave, this place was obviously chartered by the bigwigs, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

Especially Fu Hongshen, the boss of Nanxing Media here, even his own director has to call Uncle Fu when he sees him, if he offends him, don't want to mix in the media circle in the future.

"Who is this?" Yu Maolin, who pushed the old man into the table, also noticed Meng Jingyi, who stood out from the crowd.

"I ......" Meng Jingyi didn't dare to say that she was a TV station at this time, who knows what this group of bigwigs want to do when they gather here, if they are known to have TV stations here. was not slapped to death by the paparazzi.

"I'm here for him." Meng Jingyi was in a hurry, pointed at Chen Jian and said.

Although Chen Jian didn't know why the girl looked at him with a pleading look. But as a chef who grew up in a restaurant and has read countless people, Chen Jian can also see that the guests who came to this table today are either rich or expensive.

"She's my cousin, she came to me for dinner, and she didn't entertain well today, so it's just a table, if you don't mind, you can share a table."

Guan Tianping said with a smile: "Don't mind, there is a young man here, and you can lower the average age of our table." ”

"Xiao Lei, you can sit down too." Guan Tianping greeted the young soldiers.

"I've already eaten it, so eat it." The young man surnamed Lei stood motionless in the standard posture of a soldier.

"Leave him alone, it's boring." The old man in the wheelchair said.

"What do you want to eat?" Chen Jian asked as he saw that everyone had arrived.

"Meiling porridge." Guan Tianping's eyes lit up.

Chen Jian was a little embarrassed: "There are not many ingredients for making porridge." ”

"Ah, are there any other medicinal diets?" Guan Tianping heard that there was no porridge, and asked with a disappointed face.

It turned out that he wanted to add Buff food, Chen Jian then understood why the old man came again today, and invited a table of friends, looked at the last intermediate healing technique left, and looked at the old man at a table, Chen Jian gritted his teeth, forget it, a good person does it to the end, just make a friend.

"Although there is no porridge left, I will make a bowl of longevity noodles for everyone, rest assured, it is also a medicinal diet. No worse than Meiling porridge. ”