A Good Pregnant Life-Chapter 162

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Luo Xiaomao once said jokingly, "What you did is simply'I want you to think of me Xu Cinian when you mention the secret six tricks', it's really safe and ruthless!"

  

  Xu Cinian slapped him on the head with a smile, and continued to be busy researching new dishes. Recently, the restaurant's business has been getting better and better. He took the opportunity to sell the houttuynia cordata from Qingyuan. Various soups were used as side dishes. Afterwards, many people who had a cold said that it would be better within a few days after eating them. They came to the store and asked what the grass was.

  

  So Xu Cinian officially added his carefully cultivated houttuynia cordata to the menu, and took the opportunity to launch a medicated meal package, but the response was mediocre at first, far inferior to the prosperous sales of Zhao Jiayan and snacks, and Qu Cheng had an idea to help him think of a wonderful idea. . 

  On the same day, a huge rolling advertisement was hung on the official website of Hao Ting, announcing that anyone who spends more than RMB 300 on a medicinal meal set at the Zhaojia Private Kitchen Restaurant can come to Hao Ting to receive a 50-yuan voucher with an invoice, which can be used in any of its bars. , KTV, entertainment clubs.

  

  When Xu Cinian saw the news, he almost vomited blood, scratching his head and scolded him, "Sao Bao, prodigal elders", which led Wowo to follow along with his chubby cheeks, chasing after Qu Cheng's buttocks vigorously. , Softly yelled "Chengcheng Saobao, Chengcheng Prodigal", an angry Qu Cheng caught him in his armpit, and hit his ass.

  

  As a result, this method really worked. Xu Cinian’s restaurant almost smashed his head that day. Those admiring diners and people with the idea of ​​redeeming vouchers were mixed together, and there was a long line at the gate of the restaurant. The turnover has quadrupled.

  In the evening Xu Cinian was shocked when he counted his money. Wowo Xiaopangdun was sitting in a pile of RMB and giggling. He also twisted with Luo Xiaomao. He sang "I have made money and I don’t know how to spend it. I left my hand. A big brother, a Motorola on the right!"

  

  Just when everything is thriving, some things can't be avoided after all.

  The restaurant’s business is getting better and better, and Xu Cinian seldom takes the initiative to cook anymore. This time a little girl asked to eat Zhao’s banquet. He put on his apron and went into the back kitchen. As a result, the oil pan was just heated. When preparing to order the ingredients, Luo Xiaomao ran in with a panic expression on his face.

  

  "Farewell, don't do it! Hurry up and hide!"

  

  "What's the matter?" Xu Cinian asked in confusion.

  

  "Your father came to the door! He is already at the door!"

  

  With a "bang", the iron pan was removed, and a layer of sparks splashed on the stove.

  Xu Cinian pressed his trembling hand, his face instantly cooled down, "You mean Xu Jianguo?"

  

  Luo Xiaomao nodded vigorously, with an anxious expression on his face, "Who else can be besides him! If he sees you still alive, it will be really lively!"

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  Xu Cinian took a sigh of relief, reheated the oil pan, lowered his head and began to cut vegetables seriously.

  Luo Xiaomao, who was next to him, was immediately anxious when he saw him like this, and went up to pull his arm, "What are you going to froze during the resignation, hurry up and think of a solution! Xu Jianguo wanted you to die early, and now knows you are still alive? Oh, why are you talking like a piece of wood?"

  

  Xu Cinian put down the kitchen knife in his hand, put the neatly cut bamboo shoots into the water, blanched, smiled and shook his head, "What's there to say? He is just a blood related person to me." A stranger, what am I afraid of?"

  

  "But how did he treat you back then? Have you forgotten it? Now that you have blatantly dug the corner of the Xu Group, doesn't he hate you even more?"

  The more Luo Xiaomao thought about it, the more anxious, he copied his hands and turned around, patted his head and said, "Otherwise, he hasn't entered the door anyway. We took the opportunity to close the restaurant as soon as possible, saying that the boss is temporarily suspending business today, so he You can't just rush into it cheeky, right?"

  

  Thinking of this idea, Luo Xiaomao’s eyes lit up, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to let the waiter at the door close the door, but he was immediately pulled by Xu Cinian, and he couldn’t say, “Don’t make bad ideas, Xu Jianguo will come to the door. Now, if I close the door at this time, wouldn’t I be afraid of him? Besides, when I open a restaurant, I naturally have to open the door to welcome guests. For the sake of Xu Jianguo, the door is locked. Can I still do business?"

  

  "Then what do you think? He must be uneasy when he came this time, so you are ready to catch it here?"

  

  Xu Cinian curled up the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, and poured the fried bamboo shoots into the hot red oil, with a "stab" sound, just like his determination at the moment.

  "He is not the leader of the country. I have to open the door to meet him when he comes? After all, he is an ordinary old man. We can do business as we should. Soldiers come to cover up the water. I have nothing to fear."

  

  Luo Xiaomao looked at him calmly and at ease, and couldn't say anything for a while. He gave Xu Cinian a worried look, then turned and walked out of the kitchen.

  Xu Cinian stared at the back of him leaving, put down the wok in his hand, after thinking about it, dialed the phone number of Uncle Zhong.

  

  At this time, outside the gate of the Zhaojiasifang restaurant, Xu Jianguo got out of the black car. He was coughing uncontrollably by the biting cold wind. The uncle Zhang next to him hurriedly supported him, "Master, your body is already like this, why bother Do this in person? Just send someone to do something, let's go home, shall we?"

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