Nanzhi originally wanted to deliver the dishes and leave, but her family members warmly invited her to stay and sit for a while.

Xiao Qingfen is older, so she doesn't have to worry too much about what she says:

"You are the boss, no one can deduct your salary!"

Nanzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Qingqing pulled her to his side and kept stroking her rough hands.

"If you really can't spare the time, you can come back later. We'll wait for you."

Qingqing obviously didn't want her to leave.

Nanzhi thought about it and felt that what her grandmother said made sense.

Yes, she is the boss, is there anyone in this store who can scold her?

So Nanzhi simply nodded and stayed, and asked Song Wan to go back and tell the kitchen.

Song Wan trotted away.

Nanzhi was pulled to sit in the seat vacated between Qingqing and Fu Yunfeng.

Others are moving for her:

"Quick! Bring Zhizhi a set of bowls and chopsticks!"

"Have you finished eating the chicken tofu pudding?"

"There's still a little left. Give it all to Zhizhi."

"Come on, Chichi, try...well, your own cooking."

"Is it appropriate for you to hear this?"

“…”

Nanzhi couldn't help but smile as she watched Zhou Ling righteously criticize her husband.

"It's okay. I usually eat a lot."

However, in the end, I was forced to eat a small bowl of chicken tofu.

You know how incredible this is! Since Nanzhi's chicken tofu pudding was launched, only because of chicken tofu, people have become enemies and couples have quarreled, and few people are willing to give up chicken tofu pudding! This alone is enough to show the love of the family for Nanzhi! What's more, there is more than one bowl of chicken tofu pudding, and the freshly made braised yellow croaker. Nanzhi herself hasn't tasted its taste for a long time, but this time Qingqing picked up a piece and put it in her small bowl.

Qingqing said: "You've been tired for so long, of course you need to take a rest."

Nanzhi’s smile deepened.

She knew that only true family would say these things to her.

So she ate slowly.

Although these are all dishes she cooked herself, today's dishes taste different, as if they are extra sweet and delicious! This is probably related to psychological effects! When I am with my family——

Even the most ordinary moments are as precious as gold;

Even the most ordinary dishes will taste as good as a state banquet.

...But wait, did they forget something? Nanzhi thought quickly.

Unfortunately, before I had the time to stay, Qingsi called me and asked about the latest situation in the store.

It seemed that the family members were all following their live broadcast, and they knew exactly what Nanzhi wanted to do to improve Nanfenglou in all aspects other than just the dishes.

There were many business veterans present, and they were naturally very familiar with the little management tricks.

Nanzhi soon became fascinated by the story.

I also completely put aside the slight doubt I had just had.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also fascinated by what they heard:

[It’s a rare opportunity to have so many great people taking classes together! ]

[Ah Master... Ah no, President Qing, I understand, I really understand! ]

[I really suggest that young people listen to what they say. Since they are teaching their own daughters, it is definitely valuable information. Sometimes a few high-level suggestions from seniors can help young people avoid many detours.]

【Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years! 】

[I don’t run such a big restaurant like Nanzhi. I run a small bakery shop. I have encountered some difficulties recently. But what Mr. Qing said just now enlightened me. It turns out that the crux of the recent poor business lies here! ]

[Hurry up and record the screen! Take screenshots! Analyze word by word! ]

[Hey, hey, hey, have you forgotten something? ]

[What can I forget? Don't waste time talking about irrelevant topics at this critical moment, okay? ]

[Irrelevant topic? Fu Chaonan and Yi Qingxi would be so angry that they would die if they saw this! ]

【Ahhhh how could we forget about them! 】

…

at the same time.

Nanzhi also had the same idea in his mind.

Ah, she actually forgot about them! She couldn't help but feel guilty, but she quickly suppressed her guilt.

Nanzhi tried not to show it, met Nanyi's angry eyes, and waved at him: "Yiyi, come here quickly."

Nan Yi walked towards her mother feeling aggrieved.

Nanzhi almost couldn't control herself and showed guilt.

Fortunately, she had a solid foundation and was able to hold on at the critical moment.

Nanzhi: "Were you busy just now? Mom was just about to go over and call you."

He quickly hugged Nan Yi in his arms.

Qingxi was also unhappy when Zhou Ling picked him up and comforted him with all kinds of words.

Qingxi was not a thoughtful person, so he was angry for a short while, but was soon amused and started laughing.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Southern Italy is not so easy to deceive:

"Humph, Mom obviously forgot!"

Nanzhi hummed.

After thinking about it, I feel that it is still wrong to continue lying.

Nanzhi said discouragedly: "Okay, Mom was just busy eating and forgot about Yiyi. I'm sorry, Yiyi, can you forgive Mom?"

Nan Yi suddenly smiled and kissed Nan Zhi on the cheek:

"Why should I forgive you? I never blamed my mother in the first place! She works so hard, she deserves to eat something and take a rest!"

"…Your words will make Mom so guilty that she won't be able to sleep at night."

Nanzhi deeply understood what it meant to feel guilty about a single word for a lifetime.

Nan Yi's little brain seemed to be sometimes clever and sometimes confused. At this moment, she was actually frightened by Nan Zhi and almost jumped up: "Ah, I didn't mean to keep Mom from sleeping at night!"

Nanzhi was amused by his fussing: "I was just joking."

Everyone else at the table comforted Nan Yi and Qing Xi, and quickly put the good things in front of them.

The few remaining pieces of yellow croaker were all put into Nanzhi's bowl.

Nanzhi had just eaten one piece and there were four pieces left, so she gave two each to Nanyi and Qingxi.

Nanzhi: “Just right!”

She smiled with satisfaction.

Someone at the side also laughed.

Fu Chao: “Haha.”

Nanzhi: “…Ah.”

Forgot another one.

There was a living person standing in the box!

Fu Chao swept his resentful eyes over everyone present. Not only Nanzhi, but no one else dared to say that they had a clear conscience.

Fu Yunfeng felt that he was close enough to his son, so he greeted him with a smile:

"Come here, Xiao Chao, and sit next to dad."

"Haha, thanks, no thanks."

Fu Chao got angry.

Nanzhi quickly called out softly, "Brother".

Nanyi, who was sitting on Nanzhi's lap, also called out "Uncle" in a soft voice.

Fu Chao was hit in the sore spot and lost his temper all of a sudden.

"Forget it, I really lost to you guys."

Fu Chao had accepted the temperament of his family members.

He was sitting next to Fu Yunfeng, and just as he sat down, he saw Nan Yi take a piece of braised yellow croaker from the bowl and give it to him.

Soon Qingxi followed suit.

In this way, Fu Chao had two pieces of snow-covered yellow croaker.

"It's really just you guys!"

Fu Chao was so moved that he had no temper left. (End of this chapter)