The hunter's husband is so sweet

The next day, after learning that Yingkelou had reopened and the menu had been upgraded, the old customers and those who wanted to see the joke all came. Everyone had heard some rumors over the past few days, and most of them thought that Yingkelou was no longer doing well. The so-called menu upgrade was just a last-ditch effort, a last-ditch struggle, everyone understood.

But after everyone came and ate, they only had one thought in their mind, that is, this is too delicious! Those who were waiting to see the joke almost bit their silver teeth to pieces. Who knows where this guy surnamed Qiao found a new chef who could come up with so many new dishes in such a short time, and they are all so delicious. These people are so angry. Originally, they wanted to see the joke, but now they have become the joke.

Mr. Qiao was watching from the second floor and couldn't help but snorted. How could he not know what those people were thinking? He was waiting for this day. He had been forbearing for many days before, just for this day. Want to trample him underfoot? They are still far away. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. If he hadn't met Fu Jingyi and Qi Xuan and his wife, his guest house would have really fallen into decline.

He no longer paid attention to the people in the lobby who were thinking differently, and turned back to the private room. Qi Xuan was still a little nervous, wondering if these dishes would suit everyone's taste. "Brother Qiao, how is it?"

Mr. Qiao finally laughed from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you for your help." Qi Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the response was very good. Lin Chen and the others were embarrassed. Except for Qi Xuan and Fu Jingyi who were busy deciding the menu and tasting the food, they went out to play every day, so they couldn't bear Mr. Qiao's thanks.

The new chefs busy in the kitchen were becoming more and more adept, and the dishes they cooked were getting better and better. Qi Xuan took advantage of these few days to come up with a few more dishes and asked them to cook them. He would give his opinions if there were any problems with the taste.

The crisis of the Yingke Building was finally resolved. Qi Xuan thought they could leave in the next few days, but unexpectedly, Mr. Qiao threw another question to him, "I wonder if Mr. Qi Xuan has any research on desserts." As soon as this question came out, Qi Xuan knew that it was coming again.

"What's wrong with dessert? Didn't you have desserts in your Yingke Building before?" Qi Xuan was puzzled. Did he have to teach him how to make desserts step by step?

"To be honest." Mr. Qiao told the truth without any intention of hiding it, "Before, we purchased our goods from a shop specializing in pastries in Yundu every day."

Qi Xuan was surprised. It turned out that those desserts were not made in their own kitchen. "What about now?"

"The dessert chef has gone home and doesn't make dessert anymore." Mr. Qiao simply explained the reason. But Qi Xuan found this reason a little unbelievable. "If he doesn't make dessert anymore, he won't have an apprentice or something?"

Mr. Qiao shook his head. "No, he just said he would not do this business anymore and closed the shop." He spread his hands helplessly.

Qi Xuan complained in his heart, "This is really a good excuse. Even drinking cold water will make your teeth ache. " He had no choice but to brainstorm again, thinking of some desserts that could be used here.

"So, who's going to make the dessert?" That was the main question, he could think of it, but who could do it.

Mr. Qiao smiled and waved to bring someone up. Qi Xuan and the others were also familiar with this person. She was none other than a cook who helped in the kitchen of his house. "She can make some simple pastries. If you can help her, it should be no problem."

Qi Xuan understood that the desserts he had eaten a few days ago were all made by this cook. The taste was indeed good, but there were not many varieties, which he could make up for. "No problem, I'll think about it today and trouble this cook tomorrow."

"No, no." The woman kept her head down. God knows how happy she was. She was originally a kitchen helper in a mansion, and suddenly became the chef of the guest house. Although she specialized in making desserts, she was the only one. If she did well in the future, would her monthly salary be low?

There was nothing to do at the Yingke Building, so Qi Xuan and the others decided to go back to the house. Qi Yue and Lin Chen didn't want to go out to play either. They had to pack up the things they had bought these days. Moreover, Lin Chen made a rough calculation today and found that they had spent nearly a thousand taels in these days. This number scared them so much that they didn't even want to go out.

No matter how Zhang Hui called them, they refused to go out, and would not tell him the reason. Finally, Qi Xuan asked them and they finally told him, which made him laugh and cry. "You spent all the money on yourselves. Look at these gifts, from your godmother, from Grandpa Zhang, and even from the village chief and his children." Qi Xuan pointed at the gifts one by one and said.

"That's too much." Lin Chen's pretty face was wrinkled, a little annoyed. Why did he spend so much money unconsciously? When Brother Qi Zheng knew about it, would he think that he was a spendthrift and didn't know how to manage the household? Would he hate him? The more he thought about it, the more scared he felt, and his face turned pale.

Qi Xuan didn't know what he was thinking. She thought he was just upset about spending too much money. Just as she was about to continue to persuade him, she found that Lin Chen's eyes were red. "What's wrong, my little Chen, why are you crying because of your regret?"

Qi Yue also looked over at this time. He also knew that he had spent too much, but he was not as upset as Lin Chen. Now the son saw that Lin Chen was about to cry, and began to blame himself, "It's all my fault. I was too extravagant." He was about to cry as he said this.

Qi Xuan couldn't care less at this time, and directly opened the door and shouted, "Qi Zheng, Zhang Hui, you two come quickly." Hearing that Qi Xuan didn't even call him "big brother", Qi Zheng hurried out, "What's wrong?" When he entered the room, he saw Xiao Chen and his younger brother crying. He looked at Qi Xuan, a little puzzled. It shouldn't be him who made them cry.

"They calculated that they had spent one thousand taels, and they blamed themselves and cried." Qi Xuan explained, holding his forehead weakly, "I can't comfort them, you two should comfort them." After saying that, he called his man, took out another thousand taels from him, and gave them to Zhang Hui and Qi Zheng, "Then take your two children out to play."

Lin Chen wanted to cry even more when he saw his brother taking out the money. Just as he was about to speak, Qi Xuan glared back at him and said, "What did I say before? I make money so that you can live a good life. You spend money to buy happiness. If you lose money, you can earn it again." After saying that, he snorted and went out.

Qi Zheng and Zhang Hui could only hold their little crybaby in their arms and coax him with soft voices. After he was coaxed down, they took him out to the night market.

Qi Xuan, who was born to work hard, could only continue writing his recipes. While writing, he glared at Mr. Qiao and said, "See? My brother is sorry for the money. Mr. Qiao, why don't you show some appreciation?"

Mr. Qiao, who was sitting nearby, took a sip of tea and said, "No problem." Then he picked up what Qi Xuan had just written and took a look at it. "Milk and water chestnut flour cake? This is really new."

Qi Xuan paused after hearing this, and asked Mr. Qiao hesitantly, "There must be milk, right? There must be."

"Don't worry, we have milk. It's needed for making pastries, so don't worry." Qi Xuan felt relieved after hearing the affirmative answer. If there was no milk, most of the things he had in mind would not be usable.