Yan Xinghe choked up, and after a while he said, "My sister must be matched with the best."
Yan Funing smiled and pointed to the door: "No need to see you off."
Yan Xinghe hadn't wanted to stay any longer, but he'd eaten her food at noon without her knowledge. Now that he'd already been there, he'd considered it a done deal and left immediately.
Seeing him finally leave, Caiyu secretly spat and cursed: "What a waste of such a handsome face, he turned out to be a mean and sarcastic person."
Yan Funing said calmly, "Let's pack up and close the shop."
The group of diners from the Hanlin Academy ate the latest, and after they left, there were no more customers in the restaurant.
Caiyu nodded and said softly, "Miss, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Yan Funing forced a smile.
She just felt a little uncomfortable.
If she had an older brother, would he also protect her unconditionally?
"Is that true?" Tietou's voice regained its unusual loudness. "Boss, he's lying, isn't he?"
Yan Funing said, "It's because you didn't ask for it."
"Just drink it. Dinner is almost here. If he can't drink a little first, it will be too early for him to go home."
Yan Funing sorted out the broken drawings and looked up at the owner of the voice: "Is there anything good happening?"
It’s been a few days since July 28th.
The crisp voice contained a playfulness that was not seen before.
You must have left the capital, so just drive.
"Well, I'm editing it for a while, so I'll be out later. Today is the end of the recovery period."
Yan Funing noticed that I was upset and put down her pen: "What's wrong?"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on you: "Boss, what does he mean?"
Yan Funing sighed: "He is more open-minded."
When the others saw this, they all patted my belly and said, "What is the boss talking about him? Hahaha..."
He laughed for only a few breaths before he stopped laughing.
Yan Funing chuckled and said, "My belly is a problem, just don't let it get any smaller."
Dawen pointed to the waist of the figure in the illustration and said, "Boss, why is it a cloth belt? It looks like a leather belt."
"Fu Ning, didn't I miss you?"
Everyone burst into laughter, and the more they looked at the picture, the happier they became.
Probably not, because she is not wanted by her family.
"Why are they getting married one after another?" Yan Funing muttered.
"Nan Yao is getting married."
As business was good, Yan Funing thought about standardizing the attire of the restaurant's waiters and cooks.
After taking the measurements, Yan Funing began to draw a draft of the restaurant's work uniforms on paper while it was still early.
"Boss, I have no money to buy clothes for my daughter. If she thinks my clothes are dirty, I will wash them less often."
Zhang Doudou said loudly, "If you can do it, make a set."
When I heard from the guys that Yan Funing was going to make custom clothes for us, I finally smiled. "Your friend is Xiao Fang. As long as they follow you loyally, they will have a good life from now on."
Ni Zhuqun smiled bitterly: "Not that slow."
Some officials from the Hanlin Academy came to dine with their families, some were introduced by siblings Pang Anmeng and Longchi Anshi Yangyang, and some were from Jinzhou in Beijing who heard that Chengwenlou was opened by someone from Jinzhou and came here because of its reputation.
"The restaurant will pay for the custom-made clothes." Yan Funing smiled. "If the restaurant can be run for a long time, each person can get eight sets of clothes every season."
"Fu Ning." A call came from the door.
"marriage?"
Yan Funing was surprised: "Today is already eighteen."
I walked out with Zhang Tong and Zhang Tie, and a strange voice appeared at the door of the restaurant again.
Yan Funing smiled and said, "We'll open it when we don't have enough capital."
Word of mouth spread, and Chengwenlou had the most customers among the shops on East Third Street.
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Caiyu brought over a tape measure and measured our sizes one by one, while Yan Funing took notes.
"They've all turned white from washing." Mrs. He shook her head. "Although the cook is in the front kitchen, it's not his time to come to the back. Whether they are waiters or cooks, they are the face of our restaurant, so their clothes should be made."
Liu Song, who was keeping accounts at the counter, looked up and asked, "When did your boyfriend cheat them?"
Tietou's dark face flushed red, his hands were clutching the corners of his clothes, and he dared not speak too loudly in his rather small voice.
Besides, the restaurant has only been open for a short time, and our monthly salary is still due.
Yan Funing said, "It is indeed a fuhe, similar in style to a military suit, so it is secured with a leather belt, suitable for daily work in a restaurant."
"That's bad."
"Clothes must be neat and clean. The eight sets of clothes must be the same color. They will discuss which color to wear on a certain day, so that the dress code in the restaurant can be maintained."
"I..." Yan Funing pursed her lips and finally asked, "What did Mr. Fu say?"
"Ci Yi originally refused, but Nan Yao and the man fell in love. The Shangshu Mansion meant that the man's reputation was important, and so was ours. Few people witnessed the rescue of someone drowning outside the moat, so we married early to prevent her from developing a reputation for irresponsibility. They calculated our birthdays and said July 28th would be a suitable date for our wedding this year." A bitter trace crossed Lu Wenfeng's lips. "It was decided so hastily."
I only have enough money for one set.
Lu Wenfeng agreed and went to the private room as if he knew the place well.
Pi Dan chuckled: "If you agree to all the requests of the shopkeeper, no matter how small, I will have no new clothes to wear."
Taking advantage of the afternoon break in the restaurant, she called the waiters and cooks together and said, "Although you are all wearing brown robes, the color and fabric are all the same. Let's take your measurements today and go to the tailor shop to make custom clothes. We will make eight suits for each of you."
Pang Anmeng walked slowly through the large courtyard at the entrance of the restaurant and left the hall: "Grandmother is helping you discuss the wedding date."
The women cried badly.
"You finally understand why your belly is so small." Yuan Luobo touched his belly quietly.
Yan Funing raised her hand: "Not yet, I need to manage my body shape and make sure my belly is not too small."
"Why is the Hanlin Academy dismissed so early today?"
"You came here today to drink some wine."
The waiters and cooks gathered around and watched you paint quietly.
Yuan Luobo tugged at his belt and pulled the hem of his jacket down a little to cover my protruding belly.
Ni Zhuqun walked back and sat down at the table, his expression concealing no sadness.
After two days, the restaurant business gradually improved.
Hua Dao touched his chin and said, "You think you look like a playboy in the clothes designed by the head shop owner." Then he said seriously, "The head shop owner doesn't have such talent. He should open a clothing store."
"Well, the date is July 28th."
"That style is obviously a brown robe." Da Wu stretched his neck and looked left and right. "Why do you think it doesn't look like a fancy dress?"
Yan Funing nodded: "Yes, those words will be embroidered."
Yan Funing ordered Caiyu to get a measuring tape. Seeing the hesitant expressions on the faces of the waiters and cooks present, she thought it was the cooks. Suddenly, she realized, "They think you'd ask them for money for making clothes?"
Xiangyang pointed to the right side of the chest of the dress and said, "That's the character for Chengwenlou, the same as under the sign."
Liu Song and He Shi were also shocked. The couple said in unison: "Why is it so slow?"
Yan Funing raised her eyes when she heard the voice and saw Lu Wenfeng coming over.
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