Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Fang Honghua was very busy. After finishing the meal with Fang Yan, she hurriedly went to work.

Fang Yan felt sorry for her: "How about I find someone else to manage the restaurant. Would you like to have a good rest?"

"What nonsense." Fang Honghua glared at him: "I have promised to help you manage the restaurant. I think I am too old now? I don't want it anymore?"

"How is it possible." Fang Yan compromised: "I'm just worried that you will be too busy every day."

"This is pretty good. I used to be busy every day when I was in the country, especially when it came to the autumn harvest. I didn't have to rest after harvesting the crops. Compared with before, I don't know how much better it is now. Your mother, I’m still young, so I will help you to reach 60 years old before thinking about retirement.” Fang Honghua confidently said: “Lvye is now in development. Who can understand Luye? more?"

I really can't find it.

As a veteran who has been here since the opening of Luye Restaurant, it is true that no one knows Luye more than Honghua. As the management, she knows everything about Luye Restaurant, even the owner Fang Yan Also ashamed.

She is only in her early forties this year, and there are still more than ten years before her retirement age.When she first came to the capital, Fang Honghua’s appearance looked much older than her actual age, and even then she had a little white hair. After these years, the beauty-loving mother had influenced her, now Fang Honghua’s appearance is even better than that at that time. She is still a lot younger, her hair is black, her skin is white, her lips are rosy, she has not only learned maintenance and makeup, but she is also very elegant in her posture and etiquette. Whenever she is free, she will fly to foreign shows with her mother to buy the latest fashion clothes. Jewelry, if Fang Yan hadn't seen her changes with his own eyes, he would not be able to connect her with the original rural peasant women.

Fang Yan looked at her and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"Mom." He called Fang's mother, with a vigilant expression on his face: "Is anyone chasing you now?"

Fang Honghua was taken aback by his explicit question, and when she reacted, she immediately glanced at Fang Yan complainingly: "What are you talking about, boy?"

"I mean, mom, you are so beautiful now, and you are still single. There should be someone pursuing you?" Fang Yan leaned in nervously, "You tell me the truth, is there anyone? You shouldn't Keep this kind of thing to me, right?"

Fang Honghua gave him an angry look: "Smelly boy, have you learned to make fun of your mother?"

Fang Yan asked persistently, "You tell me, is there any?"

"Have."

Fang Yan immediately became nervous.

Fang Honghua said again: "But I refused."

Fang Yan took a long sigh of relief and relaxed.

"Your mother, I am a very old age. I have no intention of doing this kind of thing now. It’s too late to help you manage the restaurant. Besides, I have a very fulfilling life now. It’s enough to have you. I don’t need to have another person. . "In fact, she has always had her husband who died young in her heart. The two have deep feelings and can't tolerate others.

Fang Honghua said: "It's you, you and Gu Rong are both young. Although Gu Rong is older than you, you can't let him accommodate everything. Sometimes you have to be considerate of him. Don't make a temper with him. ?"

Fang Yan helpless: "Am I like someone who would have a temper with Brother Gu?"

Fang Honghua thinks about it too.

He had seen these two people get along. Gu Rong was indulging in Yan Yan, and Yan Yan was not an unreasonable kid. Both of them were very calm. Even if there is some friction, it can’t be said that the cold war is caused. Before, I had already reasoned with the other party.

Fang Honghua said a few more words to him before she turned around and went out.

"Wait." Fang Yan stopped her hesitantly. After Fang Honghua turned and looked over, he said again: "If you really like it... it's not impossible."

"what?"

"Yes, boyfriend..."

Fang Honghua couldn't laugh or cry: "I told you all, I don't have this thought."

"You alone, sometimes feel lonely." Fang Yan whispered: "It's better to..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Honghua interrupted him: "Instead of this, you might as well visit me more to save me from being alone, right?"

Fang Yan nodded, and immediately agreed.

The lunch peak outside had passed, but when Fang Yan went out, the seats outside were still full of people. Everyone was immersed in the food. Fang Yan took a look and turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The cooks in the kitchen recognized him, and as soon as he walked in, they greeted him.

Fang Yan nodded, the chefs quickly went busy again, and he walked straight to the chef's side.The chef is making a dim sum, which Fang Yan has never seen before.

"this is?"

"Little boss." The big chef said with a smile: "This is the dim sum I just figured out. It is almost ready. If you are not busy, little boss, just wait with me. After the pot is out, let you taste it. taste."

Fang Yan waited patiently.

He chatted with the master chef one after another, and asked him about the recent kitchen situation. Time slowly passed, and the fragrance in the steamer gradually spread. The plum blossom scent mixed with warm sweetness, but not sweet. Tired, but can arouse unlimited appetite, the fragrance fills the entire kitchen, causing many chefs to look over here, and several waiters probe their heads at the door.

A daring little girl shouted directly: "Chef Chen, what are you doing? The fragrance is spreading outside, and the guests are asking, saying that they want to add dishes."

"No." The big chef waved his hand and said: "New products, they haven't been tested yet, so don't sell them."

The little girl's head shrank back, she should have ran to talk to the guests.

Even though he had just eaten, Fang Yan's greedy worms were also attracted and hooked up, and like everyone else, they swallowed with the smell.

Finally waited until the time was up before the chef lifted the lid of the steamer.

The white mist diffused and dispersed again. Everyone looked at it and saw that there were flower-shaped dumplings in the center of the steamer. The appearance of the dumplings was plum-shaped, the shell of milky white glutinous rice, and the center of the flower was light pink. It has a strong floral fragrance, the size of a dollar coin, exquisite and lovely.