As long as she takes a wrong step, Zhang Qian is likely to lose the entire Zhang company.

That is a price that Zhang Qian can't accept, and it's also a price that Zhang Qian can't bear.

Zhang Qian drove the car, followed the road signs given by Ye Chen, and drove all the way to Ye Chen's dim sum shop.

She searched the street for a long time before finding a parking spot that wouldn't be labeled.

"I mean, isn't this dim sum shop of yours too remote? It's hard for my car to find a parking space here."

"And...... This street is supposed to be a food court, right? Why is it so lonely, almost no one?"

Zhang Qian stepped out of the car and looked at the rather cold street in front of her.

She was exaggerating to say that the street was not empty.

However, most of the pedestrians who walk on this street are people who are ready to go to work and eat.

At most, they can find a shop on this food street and grab a bite to eat.

It's hard to find a place as lively as the downtown area, and the number of visitors is not as special as the downtown area.

No matter how you look at it, this place doesn't seem that special.

If you run a food shop on this food street, you will definitely lose money!

Zhang Qian didn't understand that with Ye Chen's financial resources and ability to make dim sum, he could go to the bustling streets to run a dim sum shop.

At that time, the customers who will run to patronize Ye Chen's dim sum shop will only be in an endless stream, not as empty and cold as now.

"This is only a temporary situation, don't worry about it, and besides, I need to clean it now, and my small shop is not completely renovated yet."

Ye Chen said and laughed, led Zhang Qian to the front of his dim sum shop, picked up the key and opened the locked roller shutter door.

The roller shutter door slowly pulled up, and what greeted Zhang Qian's eyes was an antique and quite quiet place.

Looking around like this, Zhang Qian only felt that what she walked in was not a dim sum shop, but a teahouse suitable for quiet tea drinking.

"The decoration of your dim sum shop is really good, who taught you that? I'm so envious!"

Zhang Qian was curious, turned her head and looked around.

The scale of this dim sum shop is not very spacious, but after Ye Chen's careful and meticulous decoration, it looks extraordinarily atmospheric.

It seems to be the only place in the noisy world where you can enjoy it quietly.

"If you like it, I'll make tea, do you want to drink something?" Ming Qian Longjing, Tieguanyin and Osmanthus Green Tea, you can choose one."

Ye Chen asked Zhang Qian to sit in the best window position in the store, and then turned around and walked into the back kitchen.

"I want osmanthus green tea, thank you."

Listening to the names of these teas, Zhang Qian felt more and more that she was visiting an elegant and clean tea house, rather than a dim sum shop.

Zhang Qian sat by the window and looked at the window a few times.

Outside the window is the street, and no one passes by at the moment, only the cold breeze will blow slowly.

This makes the atmosphere of the place more peaceful.

Zhang Qian let out a sigh of relief.

Just sitting in this place lightly, Zhang Qian inexplicably felt that the fatigue accumulated in her many days of work had been reduced a little.

Ye Chen walked out slowly, holding a teapot and tea, and brewed a cup of osmanthus green tea for Zhang Qian.

"It's so comfortable here, I never thought your new dim sum shop would be so comfortable, I feel a little sleepy."

Looking at the hot air curling up and the incense lingering on the tip of her nose, Zhang Qian couldn't help but stretch her waist.

"If you're asleep, you won't be able to eat my snacks."

Ye Chen chuckled.

"I take back my previous prejudices, and now I feel that your store should be bigger and stronger! I believe in you!"

Zhang Qian began to feel that the decision Ye Chen made might not be as bad as she imagined.

Even if Ye Chen really can't continue to make this dim sum shop, Zhang Qian will find a way to help Ye Chen.

After all, Ye Chen also came to Zhang Qian's aid when Zhang Qian's business couldn't continue.

Ye Chen asked Zhang Qian to drink some tea here and wait, then turned around and went to the back kitchen to start preparing snacks.

After a while, Ye Chen brought two plates of delicious dim sum.

"Well, these snacks look so exquisite, are they your own new ones? That's so fragrant, isn't it?"

The faint fragrance came, and Zhang Qian couldn't wait to taste the deliciousness of this plate of medicinal snacks.

"Well, I've improved it a little more, and it won't taste as sweet as fairy grass cake, so you can try it and see how it tastes."

Ye Chen sat opposite Zhang Qian, and motioned for Zhang Qian to eat one to try the taste.

At this point, Zhang Qian simply stopped being polite to Ye Chen, picked up a piece of dim sum and ate it.

As soon as the dim sum was in the mouth, the loose and glutinous taste took the lead in conquering Zhang Qian, followed by the light fragrance that was not too sweet and greasy!

After swallowing it, Zhang Qian can still feel that this dim sum leaves a faint and long-lasting aftertaste on her lips and teeth.

Just by feeling this taste, Zhang Qian already felt that her physical and mental exhaustion had been healed.

"I really love this bite! My God, how did you do that?"

Zhang Qian was so happy, she really didn't expect that Ye Chen would be able to make such a delicious medicinal food snack.

It can not only dispel the fatigue and pain of the person who eats the medicinal snacks, but also ensure the flavor of these medicinal snacks themselves.

Zhang Qian, a woman who had never cooked, began to think about stealing the teacher from Ye Chen to see if she could go back home and imitate the last one to satisfy her hunger.

"It's just a normal technique."

This kind of thing is related to Ye Chen's store secrets, and Ye Chen naturally won't tell Zhang Qian easily.

"I've seen that news on the Internet before, many merchants are imitating your dim sum, and as a result, the dim sum they make is very bitter."

"One of my employees also bought one for me, I tried it, and the taste was really bitter, I was quite happy, I thought you sold it online!"

Zhang Qian tasted the dim sum in her mouth carefully, and suddenly, she recalled this incident.

She had seen a lot of the same food on the Internet as Ye Chen's medicinal snacks before, and she originally thought that Ye Chen had turned his head and started selling medicinal snacks on the Internet.