Aqiao's wine is indeed a major feature, especially the various health-preserving wines, which are truly what others do not have. This is also Aqiao's hidden competitiveness.
Some catering colleagues want to learn how to make health wine, but the winery is located in a beautiful valley far away from the city, so it is difficult to learn.
It was actually Wang Shulan and Zhou Xiaomei's unintentional move to build a winery in Beautiful Valley. It has become Ah Qiao's specialty without realizing it.
"Brother, you are getting older now, so you haven't thought about finding a successor?" Lao Tan asked.
"Haha, I really found it." Xiaomei's father said.
"Who is it?"
Xiaomei's mother listened and said, "Yingzi's father entered the wine shop in autumn last year."
Xiaomei's father said: "Little Nie Xing, although he is lame, he is a real person, he works honestly and carefully, and he knows a little bit about wine. I am going to take him." Then he said: "Actually, the most suitable candidate is Jiadong.
But he has to take care of the children at home, and Xiaomei is busy all day."
It can be seen that Mei's father is a little regretful.
"That's right." Lao Tan said, "Yingzi's father can do it, I agree."
"If your brother doesn't agree, I won't dare to take anyone with you casually. You researched the formula of the health wine, you can't teach it to everyone."
"Now this recipe is yours, you have the final say."
When it was dark, Xiaomei's parents helped each other and left. Looking at the backs of the two old people, Sister Zhao said with emotion: "Look at how nice they are, this is my wife."
"Well, their generation doesn't have free love, but their marriages are stable; they don't have romance, but they have a harmonious family. They use the concept of staying together until old age to explain what true love is." Lao Tan said.
"I really envy them." Sister Zhao said.
"Yes, I'm envious -" Sister Tang said.
The three of them stood there watching the two old men go away, moved by a mutual warmth.
After a long time, Lao Tan looked away and said to Sister Zhao and Sister Tang: "It's getting late. You two go back to the house and have a rest early. I'll go to the guest room of the farmhouse in front."
Sister Tang glanced at Sister Zhao next to her and said, "You can live here too. Can't people live in the West House? I live in the West House."
Lao Tan and Sister Zhao looked at each other and smiled. Sister Zhao said first, "I am his sister, not my lover's sister."
Although her words were trying to cover up, she also knew that everything about the seaside B&B was over and could not happen again.
Lao Tan said what he wanted to say but didn't say anything. He smiled and turned around and walked towards the farmhouse.
After returning from Beautiful Valley, Lao Tan made simple decorations for his home, which he did all by himself. He has gained experience in decorating hotels over the years, and simple decorations are still possible.
Decoration work is not that big of a deal. When you are tired, take a break and continue working after your break. Anyway, you are not in a hurry with your work.
After a week, I was very satisfied with the results of my labor and felt a small sense of accomplishment.
His life now is very regular.
Every morning he wakes up and makes breakfast, then goes downstairs to the small park for a walk to exercise. When he comes back, his son and Lin Yan leave for work. He takes a shower, eats a meal, has a glass of morning wine during the meal, and then takes a nap.
At nine o'clock on time, I sat down in front of the computer to sort out the recipes, management materials, training courseware and some of the dishes I have developed over the years, and then read the previous day's business report and the management's work report. I used to read these things the night before, but now I have to stop.
I relaxed and read it the next day.
Lunch time is still customary at two o'clock in the afternoon, a stir-fried vegetable, a side dish, a plate of dumplings or two or three steamed buns and flower rolls, and three ounces of wine. After eating, I take a nap, wake up at four o'clock, and then go downstairs to the market to buy vegetables.
I cook dinner for my son and Lin Yan on time at five o'clock. After finishing it, I go downstairs and walk around the small park. I go upstairs at seven o'clock and continue to write my own posts in Tianya Community. I wash up at nine o'clock and go to bed at nine thirty and read for half an hour.
Douyin video, and then sleep.
From time to time, I visit the old stores near my home, such as the Chishan Road store and the Huangshan Road store, and chat with the store manager and chat with the chefs, which enriches my spare time activities.
During this period, someone knew that he was not doing anything and invited him to provide guidance and training for his hotel. He was happy to do so. In his words, he was making a contribution to the catering industry during the epidemic.
That day he bought milk and other nutritional supplements to visit Yaru's mother. The old lady was sitting in the yard of the community chatting with other old ladies. When she saw him coming, she hurriedly greeted him and came into the house.
This is the third time that Lao Tan meets the old lady.
The first time was when he went to Fuxin to propose marriage, at Yaru's house. At that time, the old lady told him that Yaru was engaged, and he put down the four boxes of gifts for the proposal and returned home dejected; the second time was when the old lady was picked up by Yaru after the new year.
In the provincial capital, he met Yanhua, Zhang Li, and Zhongqing in Laodian; today was the third time.
The old lady was very talkative and kept talking when she entered the house. Old Tan listened and nodded in agreement.
"Oh, your mother is already eighty-eight. That is a blessing. I will be content if I can live to be eighty," the old lady said.
"You are in such good health, there is nothing wrong with you, you are at least ninety years old," Lao Tan said.
"I don't dare think about ninety, eighty will be fine. I will turn seventy this year and live another ten years."
Old Tan laughed and said: "Nowadays it is normal for people to live to be ninety, and there are many people who are over a hundred years old."
"That's someone else's business. If we can't do it, we'll be content at eighty."
Just as Yaru came back from get off work, she heard her mother's words and said, "I'm satisfied with eighty. The lifespan is certain. If God asks you to live to ninety, why don't you still live?"
"You can live to such an old age without suffering any consequences?" The old lady rolled her eyes at her daughter.
"Are you suffering here?"
"I did not say."
"I'll send it back to you tomorrow."
"I didn't say go back."
"Then don't say you'll be done with it when you live to eighty. Who would feel comfortable hearing that?"
The old lady pouted and said nothing, got up and went to the kitchen.
Yaru sat down and complained: "It was fine when I first came here, but I was a little bit unaccustomed to it. I thought the house was small and there was no garden, and there was no place to serve the dishes. In addition, she was not used to sleeping in a bed. No, my name is
Someone built a kang for her house, but it couldn't make a fire.
Now she is used to it.
I know what she is thinking. She is used to having a spacious home, and there are mountains right outside her door. There are people in front of her home, but she doesn’t know her here, and she feels aggrieved. Besides, she also misses her grandson."
"Take her back to have a look when you have time," Lao Tan said.
"Come to think of it, isn't this an epidemic? It's not convenient to go back and forth."
"Ask Zhongqing to drive you. One day is enough for the round trip."
"I'm sorry that I always trouble others."
"What's the trouble? Just tell me when you come back and I'll call to make arrangements."
The old lady heard this and came in from the kitchen and said, "If it's convenient, let's see if we can go there next week. We'll stay at home for the night and come back on Tuesday."
Lao Tan said: "No problem, I'll make a call right away."
Lao Tan called Zhongqing, arranged for Yaru to take her mother home, and then left. Yaru left him to eat, but he said he would go home and cook for his son. Now he is a standard housewife.
Yaru smiled and said it should have been like this.