The boss pinched the tip and lifted the lid of the casserole, and a rich fragrance came to his nose.

Each piece of braised pork in the casserole is as thick as two knuckles, and the color is ruddy and crystal clear, like a super-large carat ruby, shining with a charming luster.

"Taste it, isn't the braised pork I made very good~" The boss was still carrying the lid in his hand and had already begun to urge the guests to taste the delicious food.

Thick oil red sauce is the essence of the Modu local cuisine, almost every household will make such a braised pork, but the details are different, and the taste will be different.

Huang Nuan had already selected a piece of fat and thin meat with her eyes, pinched the chopsticks and picked it up, and the fat of the fat kept shaking with her movements, as if it was about to fall off the tip of the chopsticks in the next second. She hurriedly put it in her mouth, and the sweet aroma of fat overflowed her mouth, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and feel the taste in her mouth.

The braised pork has been fried in sugar, the skin of the meat has a slight crispy feeling, the fat meat has been well disposed of with excess fat, the lean meat is stewed soft, mixed with the fat meat, there is no greasy taste at all, only feel elastic, and it melts in the mouth after a little sip.

Although Huang Nuan is a southerner, because she was once fat, she was a little grateful for the sweets, but in her opinion, this braised pork is too sweet, and one point less is light, and there is the aroma of liquor, so that she can't put down the chopsticks after eating three pieces in a row......

"Ah Nuan, I can't eat anymore." Yu Jian interrupted her hand that continued to reach for the casserole with the back of her chopsticks, and when she saw her cast a puzzled look, she shook her head, "You can't eat more meat, there are quail eggs in it, you can eat more if you like."

Since Grandma Yu got sick, Yu Jian has made up for some health knowledge, although the braised pork tastes good, it is not suitable to eat more.

However, the boss explained: "My braised pork here is made of black pork, most of the fat has been drained, and yellow rock sugar and sorghum wine are used, so girls don't have to worry about gaining weight even if they eat a few more pieces."

Look—

Even the boss said it was no problem.

Huang Nuan waved away her blocking hand, the chopsticks were firmly inserted into the meat pieces in the casserole, and when she picked it up, she still felt that it was not enjoyable, and dipped some thick sauce at the bottom of the pot, and put it in her mouth together, and when she finished chewing, she still felt that it was not enjoyable, and gave the boss a look: "Bring me a bowl of rice?"

At this moment, even Chen Xinyi cast a disapproving gaze.

Just an hour and a half ago, she had just swept away all the xiaolongbao that Yu Jian had brought back. Glancing at her small belly that she could vaguely see, Chen Xinyi sneered twice: "It seems that someone's weight is about to soar again!"

Huang Nuan: !! Is there an end? I didn't let people eat properly!!

……

It's already time to eat, and there is only Yu Jian and them at the table. The boss happily watched them eat, and from time to time he exchanged a few sentences.

Yu Jian saw that he didn't care about whether there were any customers at all, and asked sideways, "You are alone in the store?"

The boss smiled and looked at her clearly: "And my wife, but she goes to work, and I am basically the only one during the day." He added, "The two of us opened this shop purely to fulfill our childhood dream."

He looked at the thin sapling outside the door, his eyes fixed.

The boss's name is Fang Zilu, and he grew up with his wife since childhood, and he is an out-and-out childhood sweetheart. The Fang family is a big family, with a shrewd system unique to the locals, and during the Republic of China, they made a lot of money by relying on the foreigners in the concession. When the country was stable, he accumulated wealth by buying and selling houses. After making enough money, the head of the Fang family began to think about how to make the family flow for a long time, and at that time, it was the period of state-owned hotel restructuring, so he bought all of them ruthlessly and hired a professional manager to take care of them.

Now in the magic capital, or even in Jiangnan, when it comes to the Fang family, who doesn't give a thumbs up to the famous Xiangyuan Hotel?

Fang Zilu grew up in such an environment since he was a child. His father was in charge of three restaurants, and the family's ordinary meals and banquets were all in his own restaurant. His promotion banquet, teacher appreciation banquet and even wedding banquet, as long as he wants to have other choices, his father will always be

Heng Mei said coldly: "What? Xiangyuan Hotel has treated you badly?"

Over time, not only him, but even his wife felt resentful. One day his wife asked him, "Do you remember an essay you wrote when you were in elementary school?"

Fang Zilu: "Which one?"

"Your father, the last one."

Fang Zilu slowly recalled: My father, he is very capable, and he manages the family's restaurant day by day. But I'm not convinced, in the future, I must open a restaurant of my own, and then, beat him hard. From then on, my family could only eat in my restaurant......

"Ouch...... It's been a long time, how can you still remember it?" Fang Zilu couldn't hide the smile in his eyes and scratched his wife's nose.

I didn't think that my wife would take it seriously, so she got up, straightened his face, and said, "Let's open a restaurant."

So, this nondescript Xiangfu restaurant opened. His wife is a white-collar worker in a foreign company, and she is only free on weekends and holidays, so Fang Zilu takes on most of the responsibilities, although it is hard, but both of them are very satisfied, and every grass and tree here is arranged by their own hands.

"So that's the case......" Huang Nuan listened with relish, "Boss, your skills are very good, and this restaurant will definitely become popular in the future."

Fang Zilu smiled and hugged his fists: "Present your auspicious words!"

Yu Jian looked at the boss who was laughing with Huang Nuan, and his face was filled with a relaxed smile. The times will not treat everyone with dreams badly, and she also believes that one day, this Xiangfu restaurant can also become a leader in the industry.

When checking out, the boss discounted the individual stocks, Huang Nuan was pleasantly surprised, and felt a little embarrassed, after all, only one of their guests came at noon, and when he took out his mobile phone to pay, he still stubbornly paid a little more.

The boss pretended to be displeased, "Look down on me, don't you? I'm dreaming! Can dreams be measured in money?"

Huang Nuan: "Dreams can't be eaten, and loss-making businesses can't be done."

The boss thought about it, and yes, he felt that Suo Suo touched a few things from behind and handed them to Huang Nuan: "Oh, the mango pudding I just made in the morning is a giveaway." Seeing that she hesitated to accept it, she stuffed it into her hand, "I'm making this with raw milk, and the Xiangyuan restaurant sells dozens of them, take it away, and I'll regret it later......

Huang Nuan accepted it at this time, and when he was about to go out, he figured out that something was wrong, turned his head and asked, "Didn't you say that dreams can't be measured by money? Why do you regret it again??"

The boss rolled his eyes feebly......