Fake daughters are wealthy

Ye Wangchuan's craftsmanship is even better than she imagined. There is a strong smell of butter at the bottom of the hot pot. The chili is fried until it is fragrant and paired with Chinese prickly ash. There is a layer of hot red oil floating on it. It looks professional.

She tried the taste, and sure enough, it was as good as her visual inspection, the taste was very authentic, and the tripe was crispy and spicy when scalded with thick butter.

Qiao Nian ate the fat beef roll and had a hairy belly. She ate the hot pot so heartily that she was sweating profusely from eating it.

After eating, the man next to her opened a can of herbal tea and put it by her hand.

"Drink of water."

Qiao Nian couldn't be too spicy, so she picked up the herbal tea and poured it down. The ice-cold herbal tea combined the spiciness of the hot pot. After half a cup of it, the tongue was not so hot immediately.

She leaned on the chair contentedly and didn't want to move anymore. Jiang Li was about the same as her. His fair face was flushed red, and he slumped in his seat satisfied. With your skills, you can consider going out to do a side job and open a hot pot restaurant!"

Qiao Nian also became interested, tilted her head, and blinked her dark eyes: "I think so too."

Really super delicious.

At least she has never eaten a hot pot better than his cooking in the city.

Originally, Ye Wangchuan planned to turn back, but when he heard her hoarse and soft voice, his thin lips suddenly curled up, and the words changed into: "Let's see when the time comes."

Gu San's eyes almost popped out when he heard it, and he simply didn't know why he agreed.

Isn't Master Wang busy enough for a day? Why is the business not good? Just because of Miss Qiao's casual remark, he considered opening a hot pot restaurant.

He scratched his head and couldn't even imagine the expressions on the faces of a group of people in Beijing who knew that Master Wang opened a hot pot restaurant. He probably would have dropped his jaw in shock.

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The injury to Qiao Nian's hand gave her an honest reason not to go to school. Shen Hui finally couldn't help urging her to go back to school after granting her a two-week leave.

Qiao Nian leisurely arrived at school after the second big class in the morning.

Before he got to the classroom, he ran into Qiao Chen walking with a few girls from class B.

Today, Qiao Chen wore a beige fluffy dress, which seemed to be from a women's clothing brand under a branch of Seven. Aunt Yuan had sent her a picture book for her to choose. She thought the design of those clothes was cumbersome, so she didn't want any of them. .

But she was deeply impressed by the dress on Qiao An's body. She was also a designer, even if she was not the same type of designer, the design of Qiao An's skirt still left a deep impression on her.

The use of large lace and tutu skirts, when she saw the pictures, she suspected that no one could wear such an exaggerated skirt.

Until I saw it with my own eyes, tsk, it was just as she thought, artificial and exaggerated, not suitable for daily wear at all.

Especially Qiao Chen, her facial features are originally very plain, at best it is called temperament, at worst it is that her facial features have no characteristics, they are very petty.

But she insisted on wearing an exaggerated skirt that didn't match her temperament at all. Her light facial features couldn't hold back the cumbersome design of the skirt. The effect of wearing big names on her was not as good as the green tea style she usually wears.

Qiao Chen didn't think that it was difficult to buy Seven brand items, even if it was Seven's branch line clothing brand, if you want to buy it, you have to make a reservation in advance, which is very troublesome.

Few people around the city can buy seven things.

This skirt was bought for her by Fugotto, and she couldn't wait to wear it almost as soon as she got it.