"Go ahead and do it! Your adoptive father also asked Uncle Xu to arrange a house for you in the capital. In a few days, you can buy some good things and live in it."

Mr. Han smiled and patted Nan Jiangnan on the shoulder. When he talked about this, his eyes actually showed a bit of sadness: "I know you want to live in the capital for a long time, but if you get rich in the future, don't forget

Now you have a foster father like me here."

"Father!" Nan Jiangnan's nose felt sore and he knelt down directly: "Father, let me call you like this. In Jiang Nan's heart, you are my father. Jiang Nan knows how good you are and will never forget you!"

"Good boy, with your words, my father will be able to rest in peace even if he dies!" Tears welled up in the corners of Mr. Han's eyes. He forced himself to laugh, not wanting to put pressure on Nan Jiangnan.

And Nan Jiangnan just nodded with red eyes. Although the two of them knew that the other was their closest relative, they had a tacit understanding and neither of them directly stated it.

Perhaps for them, this is the best result now. If it is really explained, Nan Jiangnan may cause more trouble.

They have caused enough harm to Nan Jiangnan, and Mr. Han does not want his daughter Qingsheng to be injured again because of him.

So after thinking about it again and again, maybe this is the best result. Anyway, Nan Jiangnan has entered the family tree, and other virtual things are no longer needed.

"Okay, since you want to reopen the restaurant, you have to be more careful and start making preparations from today. There is not much my father can do for you. Before we go home, I can still help you take care of things.

One or two. But in the future, you have to rely on yourself."

Mr. Han helped Nan Jiangnan up, and without saying any more tear-jerking words, he directly brought the topic to the matter in the restaurant.

"I have already thought about the general management methods. As for things like layout, I still have to wait until I find the place before making plans."

Nan Jiangnan nodded clearly. She had already had an idea in her mind. Seeing Mr. Han mention it, she immediately took out her plan and said softly.

"The little girl is good-looking and has enough business acumen. She can be regarded as a leader among girls. But this handwriting will make people laugh if it is spread out."

Compared with how she runs this restaurant, the first thing Mr. Han noticed at first sight was that Nan Jiangnan was good at words like ants crawling over them.

Although I know that it is impossible to have good handwriting like what Nan Jiangnan suffered in the past. Even literacy is a problem.

But now that the conditions are met, Mr. Han still feels that Nan Jiangnan can develop good calligraphy, which can be used as her advantage.

"Father, the problem with this word is not important! What we are going to talk about now is the restaurant's business plan. What are you thinking about looking at this word!"

Nan Jiangnan's handwriting was not that good in the first place. When someone pointed it out so directly, he blushed with embarrassment and complained with dissatisfaction: "It's because the brush is too difficult to use. I can write like this because I have worked very hard."

Bar!"

"You are going to be a big boss in the future. If someone sees this handwriting, who will praise you for your awesomeness? They will definitely laugh at your ugly handwriting!"

Mr. Han shook his head helplessly. Although calligraphy is not that important, he believes that Nan Jiangnan is not an ordinary person. In this case, it is better to be prepared: "It's just practicing calligraphy, can it be more difficult than cooking?"

"Yes." Nan Jiangnan curled her lips aggrievedly. She said that writing was not only a little more difficult than cooking.

She can cook several big dishes with just a raise of her hand. But that doesn't mean that Nan Jiangnan can write a decent handwriting with just a raise of her hand!

"Okay, I know this is a bit difficult for you. But if it's you, Jiang Nan, you will definitely do your best. Father believes in you and thinks highly of you!"

Mr. Han smiled and shook his head. Of course he knew that this matter was a bit embarrassing for Nan Jiangnan, but he did not give her the slightest chance to refuse.

While the two were chatting, Uncle Xu had already prepared the copybooks. The pile of copybooks was almost higher than the stool when placed on the ground.

Seeing so many copybooks, Nan Jiangnan's face collapsed. She thanked Mr. Han without tears, and then returned to her room honestly holding the copybooks.

As soon as the door was closed, Nan Jiangnan threw the copybook directly on the ground, not even forgetting to cover it with a piece of cloth, out of sight and out of mind.

Mr. Han and the others returned home after staying in the capital for less than half a month. Before they left, they arranged Nan Jiangnan's residence and everything in order.

She basically didn't have to worry about other things, so she focused on the restaurant for half a month. During this time, she made the reputation of hot pot and barbecue famous.

After all, this is the capital, a mixed bag of good and bad, and personal preferences are completely different. At first, these two things were quite new and interesting to them. Everyone also wanted to be fresh and come to eat every day.

But within four days, other restaurants had learned how to grill and hot pot. The novelty wore off, and the number of guests who came to dine naturally decreased by half.

As expected, Nan Jiangnan was not discouraged. Instead, he moved out the state banquet book in the space and took advantage of this opportunity to directly launch hamburgers, fried chicken, and modern people's favorite Fat House Happy Water.

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Not only that, Nan Jiang Nan also changes its menu every day. Everyone who comes to dine feels that they are opening a blind box every day, which adds a sense of freshness. Moreover, due to the uncertainty of the menu,

Many officials came here to try it out.

There is an endless stream of people at the door of this restaurant every day, so much so that Shangguan Youyu, the daughter-in-law of the prime minister who rarely goes out, heard about it from her family members and went out to see what was so special about Chunfengdeyilou.

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But as soon as the carriage arrived around the restaurant, it was blocked by people coming and going. Shangguan Youyu didn't want to get out of the car and crowd with people, so he sent someone to buy something at will, then went back to his house to wait.

Seeing that his maid, Xiao Tao, came back almost half an hour later with a package of unknown items, Shangguan Youyu couldn't help but frown.

"There are so many people in Chunfeng Deyilou. How can you spend so much time just to buy a snack?"

"Miss, you don't know something. The new dishes at Chunfeng Deyi Restaurant today are the snacks called hamburgers and chicken nuggets in the hands of slaves. Because there are so many people, it took so long."

Xiao Tao said, then put the things on the table in front of Shangguan Xiaoyu, opened the oil paper bag, and handed her the chopsticks.
Chapter completed!