Is it difficult to fall in love? My male mother taught me step by step

When the two woke up, sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the blinds, adding a soft glow to the entire space.

They dined together.

Yu Zerong picked up a piece of food for Jiang Mian with his chopsticks and asked, "Are we going to take the first test tomorrow?"

Jiang Mian nodded slightly, her hair swaying gently with her movements. "The instructor said that if I can pass the test, I can get my driver's license in September."

Yu Zerong thought for a moment and said, "Well, I'll take you to practice for a while starting tomorrow night."

Jiang Mian's face showed worry, and his brows were slightly furrowed. "Aren't you afraid?"

Yu Zerong looked puzzled and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Mian was a little nervous, "What if I don't drive well and both of us..."

Yu Zerong said with some confidence and a slightly "feudal" tone: "Don't say such unlucky words, you are smart."

The next day, the sun was shining brightly and there was a gentle breeze.

Jiang Mian took the Subject 1 exam with a nervous and expectant mood. When the results were announced, a bright smile broke out on her face and she successfully passed Subject 1.

That very night, Jiang Mian got into Yu Zerong's car with an uneasy mood.

Yu Zerong used his connections to block off a winding mountain route.

The two were at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by lush trees and the tranquil night.

Yu Zerong's car is completely different from the training car, with smooth body lines and luxurious interior.

After Jiang Mian sat in the car, her eyes were full of confusion. She slowly looked around the car, but couldn't find the buttons corresponding to the training car. She didn't know where to start.

Seeing this, Yu Zerong kindly explained it to her.

His voice was steady and powerful, as if giving Jiang Mian a reassurance.

Ten minutes later, Yu Zerong said calmly, "Put the car in gear, release the handbrake, and step on the accelerator."

Jiang Mian did as she was told. Her hands were trembling slightly as she stepped on the pedal lightly. The car suddenly rushed out. The sudden acceleration scared her so much that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Her heartbeat accelerated instantly, and she hurriedly stepped on the brakes, turned to look at Yu Zerong, her eyes showing an expression of pleading for help.

Yu Zerong said gently: "It's okay, don't be nervous, it's okay."

His eyes were full of encouragement and trust, and he continued to praise: "Well done, that's it."

Jiang Mian looked at Yu Zerong, who looked calm, while she herself was terrified. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and continued practicing.

In fact, learning to drive is a very simple thing, as long as you overcome your inner fear.

When Jiang Mian was driving, if the car occasionally veered off the track, Yu Zerong would gently help her hold the steering wheel.

Other than that, the ginger blossoms are pretty good.

She is currently studying both subjects two and three. A professional teacher is responsible for teaching her positioning techniques, while a less professional teacher, Yu Zerong, is responsible for accompanying her in practice and giving her encouragement.

Jiang Mian's life has been very fulfilling these days. He gets off work around 11 o'clock in the evening, practices driving for a while, goes home, goes to bed at one or two o'clock in the morning, gets up at five or six in the morning to buy groceries and practice driving, takes a nap in the afternoon, and then opens for business at 4 o'clock.

But she was not very happy these two days.

The store's turnover has been declining linearly, and now it only makes about 2000 yuan in profit every day.

There are fewer customers nearby. The revenue used to be maintained at more than 5000 yuan, but it has dropped by 3000 yuan a day, which means a loss of yuan a month. How can Jiang Mian accept this?

But she didn't know what went wrong, as neither the service nor the taste had changed much from before.

It was her first time doing business and she had no experience, so she could only frown helplessly and think hard.

Jiang Mian had one good point: no matter what troubles she had at work or elsewhere, she would never pass them on to those close to her. As a result, Yu Zerong had been completely unaware of them these past few days, still immersed in their happy life.

Chef Zhou looked at the refrigerator piled high with vegetables and quickly stopped them, saying, "Hey, boss, don't buy any more. Look, there are so many dishes that haven't been eaten yet."

Jiang Mian pointed at the vegetables with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Why don't you throw this away? It's not fresh anymore."

Chef Zhou shook his head helplessly and sighed, "What's the difference between fresh and not fresh? As long as it's not spoiled, it's fresh. If you throw away the leftover food every time, that would be a huge cost."

Jiang Mian: "Is this how you do business?"

Master Zhou looked at her clear eyes and patiently explained, "That's how business works."

"Think about it, once these condiments are sprinkled on, which customer can tell that the food is not fresh?"

"Besides, the food isn't bad. It just sat in the refrigerator overnight."

"Besides, you don't even know how long those frozen foods you bought have been there. Why bother with that?"

"Business is not good right now, so any savings are appreciated."

At this time, the other two employees also quickly agreed and said, "Yes, boss. We have done a good job. Look at many people out there who don't even wash the vegetables, they just cook them directly."

"At least we washed the vegetables thoroughly."

"You're too harsh. If you buy vegetables and put them in the fresh-keeping room without cooking them, do you just throw them away the next day?"

Jiang Mian shook his head slightly.

"That's it, don't waste food."

The three of them talked one after another like a machine gun, and soon brainwashed Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian soon stopped worrying about whether the dishes were fresh and instead focused on the question of why the number of customers had decreased.

She frowned, various possible reasons flashing through her mind, but she still couldn't figure out what exactly went wrong.

After thinking for a long time without any result, she suddenly remembered her former boss Ke Liwei.

Jiang Mian quickly picked up the phone, slid his finger across the screen, and dialed the number.

"Boss Ke, are you busy?"

Ke Liwei's voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "No, I just finished my work."

Jiang Mian asked with concern: "Is the elderly at home feeling better?"

Ke Liwei's voice was filled with relief: "I'm much better now. I can even go out to play. He even said he could help me make some charcoal."

When Jiang Mian heard about charcoal, he immediately asked, "Is your barbecue restaurant open?"

Ke Liwei responded: "Yes, it just opened."

"My son has found a school here. It's summer vacation now, and school will start directly in September."

Jiang Mian said, "Oh, that's good."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while before getting down to business.

Jiang Mian asked directly: "Boss Ke, I have something to ask you."

"The profit of this shop I opened has suddenly decreased. The service and food are both good. Usually it makes around 5000 yuan, but these past two days it's only 2000 yuan."

"And most of these 2000 are takeout orders."