Chen Nian has admired his father since he was a child and is determined to become a person like his father when he grows up.

Chen Nian's father is a chef.

When I was in the first grade of elementary school, the teacher asked everyone what they wanted to be when they grew up. The classmates all said they wanted to be scientists, astronauts, and doctors. Chen Nian's deskmates even wanted to be Ultraman.

When asked about Chen Nian, Chen Nian stood up and said in a confident and tender tone:

"Teacher, I want to be the father of Ultra!"

After the teacher clearly stated that he wanted to be the father of Ultra, or something like Dameda Mey, Chen Niancai said again: "Teacher, I still want to be a chef!"

"Why?" The teacher was a little confused.

Chen Nian's face suddenly filled with sincerity, and his eyes were as bright as a galaxy: "Because that way, I can cook for you for the rest of my life."

These seductive words were learned by Xiao Chennian from his father.

Of course, the teacher only found out after calling the parents.

It was only after Chen Nian was beaten that he realized that he could not say this to women casually.

......

However, in order to implement his childhood dream, Chen Nian was admitted to the top 1 Agricultural University in the country with an excellent score of 649 in science twelve years later.

The main reason is that the smart old Chen thought of a way to let his son go to college with peace of mind, not to go to the chef's college, and let the principal and teachers and students welcome him, but also to satisfy his son's path to becoming a chef.

That is to go to Huaxia Agricultural University and apply for food science and engineering.

The professionalism is relatively good and the expected work in the future.

I originally thought that after graduation, my son would go back to the family business [Honghong Hotel] to inherit his father's business, but I graduated a lot.

Lao Chen died of gastric cancer.

It took only two months from discovery to departure.

Before leaving, Chen Nian was in front of Lao Chen's hospital bed, looking at the father who had been strong all his life at his mother with regret: "Honghong, I have done everything I promised you in my life. I opened a restaurant named after you, and raised you to 150 kilograms." Speaking of this, Lao Chen seemed a little tired. After a few seconds of rest, he continued: "I raised my son with you, but the only thing I did not do...is to make meals for you for the rest of my life."

"I'm sorry, don't blame me...I really can't do anything about it..."

A chef who has been making rice for life was cut off half of his stomach before his death.

But this still cannot satisfy the god of death.

......

Three months later.

"Son, this store... should be rented out. Mom knows you want to be a chef, but your dad is..."

Chen Nian looked at her mother's slightly thin face, but she had already had an idea in her heart: "Mom, I still plan to open the Honghong Hotel. I know what you are worried about, but have you forgotten my major? No one knows food safety better than me. I don't know that way, and... I still want the name Honghong Hotel to continue to stay on this street..."

Honghong is my mother's name.

The Honghong Hotel was specially changed to the name of Lao Chen in order to catch up with Chen Nian's mother Feng Honghong. Because of this, Lao Chen would talk about this for half an hour every year during the Chinese New Year.

Lao Chen is the chef god in Chen Nian's heart and the love saint in Honghong's heart.

Making meals for you for the rest of your life is the most affectionate thing that Honghong thinks Lao Chen has ever said.

Chen Nian's mother opened her mouth and planned to say something, but looking at Chen Nian's firm gaze, she still did not reject her son in the end.

At worst, you can't drive it then and then rent it out.

It took a few days to clean it up, and Chen Nian remade the menu.

Just the day before the opening, Feng Honghong came over and took a look, but was stunned on the spot!

"Son, did mom read it wrong...you sell a dish when you open a restaurant?"

Chen Nian pointed to the wall: "Mom, aren't these two? There are two rice pieces and a bowl of rice. Why is it just one dish?"

Honghong was shocked: "If someone else comes in, just order a portion of Mapo tofu. Are you going to make money?"

"Then are there any drinks?"

"Are you making a claw? You make a dollar for a bottle of three yuan, you make a dollar for two yuan, a plate of tofu costs at least five yuan, and a plate of tofu costs at least eight yuan, and you make a set meal and sell it and lose one to four yuan. If you don't want a drink, you will lose one yuan or five yuan. If you don't want a drink, you will lose one yuan or five yuan. Are you doing charity?"

"What if I'd better post a rental revelation as soon as possible tomorrow." Honghong obviously didn't believe Chen Nian's words.

Chen Nian scratched his head: "This is a promotional marketing method. If I do this low-price strategy, won't the customers come? Then I will promote new dishes for normal prices, so don't you have to worry about customer flow?"

"Son, your father said at the beginning that you are not good at white eucalyptus and red eucalyptus is not good. You can make Mapo tofu now. Such a good college graduate... Or you might as well find a class, and your mother can also go out to clean people, and our family will have three incomes at that time."

But Chen Nian was quite confident at this time: "Don't worry, mom, why don't this be like this? In two months, what if my son didn't make any money, what if we rented the store out?"

After two months, Feng Honghong thought about it, but finally reluctantly agreed.

Two months have passed, and my son should be able to know his weight.

But Chen Nian is never the kind of unstable person.

The reason I was able to agree was because a recipe suddenly came out in my mind some time ago.

But there is not a single dish above, only three lines of words.

【Own your own restaurant and unlock recipes.】

【First dish: "Mapo Tofu"】

[The conditions for the second dish "Braised Pork" are opened, and the perfect version of "Mapo Tofu" will be sold in dine-in.]

Only Chen Nian dared to do this if he had a trump card.

And on the afternoon when the old restaurant was renovated, the words on the recipe changed.

【The first dish is about to start: "Mapo Tofu"】

Mapo tofu is not profitable, but it can attract traffic, and there is no problem with making money with braised pork.

However, if you have not learned the particularly powerful Mapo tofu, Chen Nian will have to find a class while learning to cook and prepare for a comeback. Of course, you have to go to the psychiatric department of the hospital before that.

It will officially open tomorrow. Chen Nian plans to go to bed early at night. He will get up early tomorrow morning and go to the morning market to buy ingredients.

Although I don’t know how to open this Mapo tofu, I will go over tomorrow first.
Chapter completed!