But at this moment, Mr. Qiao suddenly said: "A Nian, sit down and eat together. You have been in the store for so many years. You are considered to be your own people. There are more people and you can still be more lively."

"Yes, your shopkeepers have spoken, can you not even want to hear this?" Qiao Tianhua said.

Although it was said with a hint of threat, the tone did not mean any threat, and it seemed like a joke.

Chen Nian had to nodded when he heard this, and he could no longer refuse.

But at this time, Mr. Qiao and Qiao Tianhua were sitting opposite each other, and Chen Nian was now feeling a little embarrassed about where to sit.

Sitting next to Qiao Tianhua, I don’t know much about Qiao Tianhua, and Qiao Tianhua is still a left-handed person, so I will definitely have to fight for dinner.

But if he was sitting next to Mr. Qiao, his son was still sitting opposite him, so he would sit directly beside him, which was a bit inappropriate.

But if you sit on the shorter side of the rectangular table, Qiao Tianhua and Mr. Qiao are on their left and right respectively, which makes you look like you are sitting in the main seat, which is even more inappropriate.

Obviously, when Mr. Qiao saw that Chen Nian was worried about, he waved his hand and asked Chen Nian to sit beside him. He turned around and looked at Qiao Tianhua, but he had no objection. Chen Nian sat next to Mr. Qiao.

Every time the Qiao family and the two of them sit down to eat, they have to drink some wine, and this time is no exception. But in the past, Qiao Tianhua pours wine, so this time naturally turns into aged wine.

Of course, after pouring the wine, Qiao Tianhua took the initiative to raise his glass and said that he would like to toast a glass of old age, thanking him for his care for the old man over the past few years.

Of course, Chen Nian was still a little nervous when he heard what he said. He quickly raised his glass and said, "No, no," and then lowered his glass and clinked the other party.

After drinking it, Qiao Tianhua put down the wine glass and said, "Dad, I think you should try the dishes made by A Nian. I just ate a vegetable heart and it feels very delicious."

Afterwards, Mr. Qiao also picked up a piece under the eyes of everyone and prepared to taste the taste.

It has both colors, fragrance and taste. Now it has both colors and fragrance, but it is just a little less flavor.

Qiao Heyong felt that since his son said so, at least it was OK to have the souped cabbage made by Chen Nian, and probably he noticed those points when blanching.

After looking at the plate, I found that the old man was almost as good as the length of the dishes, and it was also neatly and beautifully arranged.

Then he put the vegetable heart on the chopsticks into his mouth first and took a light bite.

With a crisp sound, the cabbage heart broke.

After the mouth was in, there was no feeling of thick red sauce, but there was a faint smell of soy sauce filled the tip of the tongue, constantly brushing and teasing.

This is a light dish.
Chapter completed!