After saying that, Wen Chongzheng also went in.

Yang An stood there, carefully savored Wen Chongzheng's words, and then rushed in with a dark mind, "Wen Chongzheng, I'll explain clearly, what do you mean just now?"

Wen Chongzheng had already entered the kitchen and stood attentively beside Song Nuan, "Nannuan, what do you need help?"

"Tie the apron and set a pot outside, I'll teach you how to fry the tofu."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Wen Chongzheng went to the warehouse to hold a big pot, and Yang An blocked the door, "Wen Chongzheng, what did you mean just now?"

Calling with name and surname.

This is very angry.

Wen Chongzheng glanced at him indifferently, "Literally, it is important to tell you that brotherhood is important. You are not thinking about it, right?"

"I...you..."

"Aan, let me go! I will help Nuannuan work, let me tell you about the indifference of experience."

"No need!" Yang An refused decisively.

Wen Chongzheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a meaningful look, "Is this arguing by someone, or did he think wrongly, and then he became angry?"

"Xiao Song!"

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Don't be sarcastic when you speak." Yang An shook his sleeves and turned around and left.

Song Nuan looked at Wen Chongzheng with inquiring eyes, and he just smiled faintly, "You should have heard that he is the sarcastic person. From a medical point of view, this kind of behavior is..."

He tilted his head and thought.

"Oh, by the way! Yin and Yang are out of order." He walked around Song Nuan and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I have a wife, but he doesn't, so he is sarcastic."

When Song Nuan heard this, she coughed lightly.

"Go out and get busy quickly. The oil is hot, call me again."

This kid is driving a dirty car again.

"Chef Song, what else do you need to prepare after this side dish is ready?"

"These are pinched and removed from the tail, wash and set aside."

"Chef Song, do you want to grill the fish?"

"Bak until seven is cooked, prepare to put it up, and then continue to roast it when a customer places an order. This way, the customer won't have to wait for a long time."

"Chef Song, the brine is boiling. Do you want to try the taste?"

"Okay! Now."

"Chef Song, all these meats are overblown, put them in the brine. Are they brine together?"

"no!"

"Chef Song..."

On this day, Song Nuan put down her knife and spatula, inspected the whole process to solve various questions from the chefs. After the afternoon, she felt that her throat was about to get angry and her voice was slightly hoarse.

Wen Chongzheng went out and when he came back, he soaked a pot of Fat Sea for her.

"this?"

"I heard your voice hoarse, so I went to the pharmacy to buy some Fat Sea for you to soak in water. Let's drink it! I know you don't like sweetness, so I didn't add honey."

Wen Chong was sitting next to her.

Tang Qiao and Yang An, who were sitting opposite, looked envious and jealous.

"A Zheng, why don't we?"

Wen Chongzheng looked at them with a serious face, "Because of my love, I only give it to my wife. You want to drink, ask for a wife. Or..."

He glanced at Yang An.

Yang An immediately felt irritated, "Wen Chongzheng, you dare to say nonsense in front of A Qiao. Be careful that I will deal with you, don't say that I won't give Xiao Song face."

Song Nuan took a sip of water, "Why should I give me face? I pointed at you and injured him, and then I stayed at your pharmacy until he recovered."

Well, this business is good and cost-effective.

She turned her head and looked at Wen Chongzheng and said, "A Zheng, this kind of man with yin and yang disorder is the best to deal with. You should win. But in order to make him pay for the medicine, please let him know. Don't worry! If you are injured, I will love you. No one cares about him, it's so pitiful."

"Wife, I know that you love me the most."

"Bang!" Yang An was furious and slapped the desktop hard.

Wen Chongzheng frowned, "A man who has no wife's love for him is indeed a hot temper."

Yang An was so excluded by them that he wanted to take action.

Tang Qiao looked at this, then that, leaned on the table, and said softly: "I'm so tired. Not everyone can do this work in the hall."

Yang An instantly became gentle and heartbroken, "Whose boss is still there? Don't run away in the afternoon. Where is the soreness? I'll help you pinch and massage."

Tang Qiao said weakly: "Shoulders, hands, and feet."

"Okay, okay! I'll press it for you."

"I'm going to run in the afternoon. Xiao Song is right. As soon as I go on the horse, there are obviously more female customers. I stood there and asked with a smile, and they immediately ordered a few more dishes."

Yang An listened and glared at Song Nuan unhappily.

What bad idea did you come up with?

Song Nuan doesn't want to brow him.

Tang Qiao said again: "If I don't raise the business of restaurants in various places, my responsibilities should fall into my second uncle's hands. I won't give that unscrupulous guy, and I will be defeated within three years."

Yang An listened silently, feeling really distressed.

Tang Qiao is three years younger than him, but after his father passed away, Tang Qiao began to take charge of all the restaurants in the Tang family. At that time, he was only thirteen years old.

Mr. Tang has never concealed his ambitions.

Tang Qiao also gritted her teeth and held on.

This time, their uncle and nephew made a bet in front of the old man.

If the restaurant cannot change the status quo within one year, it means that Tang Qiao will not be able to operate it and the power of power will be given to Tang Erye unconditionally.

"In the afternoon, I will help you run, you will be in the back and be your boss with peace of mind."

"Really?" Tang Qiao sat up straight and looked at him with bright eyes.

Yang An instantly felt like he was deceived, but he still smiled and nodded.

"Really! I do what I say."

So what if you are deceived?

Can help, Tang Qiao can be more relaxed, that's fine.

The few people rested for half an hour, and then devoted themselves to preparing supper. Song Nuan divided the work of several chefs.

Zhu Bing is the mainstay of hot dishes.

Wu Dashan is the main agent of cold dishes.

Liu Quan is in charge of barbecue.

Yuan Shu is in charge of the side dishes.

After the division of labor, after the evening market opened, it was indeed not as busy as noon. It was not closed until the end of the Wu hour, and people from the restaurant gathered in the lobby for dinner.

As a new owner, Tang Qiao naturally wants to give everyone a few cups of wine.

Wen Chongzheng's body cannot be drunk, so it is represented by Song Nuan.

Song Nuan thought that her body was like herself in another world, she could not fall into a thousand cups and was generous in wine. Unexpectedly, after three cups, she would feel dizzy.

The point is that the wine tastes bad!

Very bad!

After getting drunk, she put her arms around Wen Chongzheng's shoulder and asked everyone with a smile, "Who do you know this young man?"

Everyone was stunned.

Look at me, I look at you.

Chef Song only drank three cups, why can’t he even recognize his husband?

Yang An immediately felt like he was injected with chicken blood.

This opportunity to avenge a single arrow is right in front of you, and you must not miss it.

"Xiao Song, you are your husband. You don't know each other anymore?"

Yang Anxun glanced at Wen Chongzheng with gloating.
To be continued...