Siheyuan, I became a commercial tycoon in the culinary world

Tan Yali and Lou Xiao'e both smiled and nodded. They knew that this meal of Tan's cuisine was not just a delicious meal, but also an exchange and inheritance of emotions.

At this warm moment, they felt the warmth and happiness of family.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room and continued to communicate. Sun Xiaolin and He Xiangyang told some interesting stories about their time in Jingzhou, while Tan Yali and Lou Xiaoe shared their experiences when they were young.

The atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant, making people feel the warmth and happiness of the family.

As time went by, Sun Xiaolin and He Xiangyang left the Lou family.

But the deliciousness of this Tan family dish has always remained in their hearts.

The Tan family dishes made by Tan Yali herself are not only a kind of delicacy, but also a family heritage and cultural continuation.

It allows people to feel the charm of food and also makes people cherish the warmth and happiness of family more.

Besides, after He Xiangyang came back from Lou's house after eating Tan's food, he was puzzled.

Both grandpa and father said that Tan’s cuisine is a secret dish passed down in their family, so why does Sun Xiaolin’s grandmother also make it?

He decided to call He Daqing and ask.

He Xiangyang picked up the office phone and dialed He Yuzhu.

At this time, He Daqing was basking in the sun outside, and his nanny Zhang told him that He Xiangyang called him.

He Daqing was a little surprised. This guy knew that my hearing was a little deaf, so he seldom called me. Today, the sun rose from the west.

He walked tremblingly to the phone and picked it up, "Xiangyang,...why did you think of calling an old man like me?"

He Xiangyang couldn't wait to ask: "Grandpa, look at what you said, wasn't I afraid that you couldn't hear it?

If you know I can speak louder and you can hear me clearly, I will call you every day..."

"You little brat, stop talking nonsense. If you have something to ask, just ask. If you have nothing to do, don't disturb me, an old man, from basking in the sun. I get less sun every day..."

"Grandpa, how can you think like that? You will live to be a hundred years old. You still have decades to live.

But, I really have something to ask you this time..."

"You're asking?..." He Daqing was a little confused about what was going on.

"Grandpa, okay! Is this what you want me to ask?

I just came back from eating Tan's food at Lou's, and I have a question in my mind.

My father and I both said that Tan’s cuisine is a secret dish passed down in our family, but why does Sun Xiaolin’s grandmother also cook Tan’s cuisine? "

He Daqing was also shocked when he heard this.

It is true that the Tan family cuisine is a family inheritance, but my father was not the son of the Tan family's patriarch, but his apprentice.

Could it be that Sun Xiaolin's grandmother is the direct descendant of the Tan family?

He Xiangyang picked up the phone in the office and dialed the number of his home villa. At this time, He Daqing was outside basking in the sun leisurely. The nanny Zhang Sao hurried over to tell him that He Xiangyang called him.

He Daqing frowned slightly, feeling very strange. This guy knew that I was a little hard of hearing, so he rarely called me on weekdays. What happened today? Did the sun rise from the west?

He slowly stood up and walked to the phone with trembling steps. He reached out to pick up the phone and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Xiangyang, ... why did you think of calling an old man like me?"

When He Xiangyang heard his grandfather's voice, he immediately raised his voice and asked impatiently: "Grandpa, look at what you said, wasn't I afraid that you couldn't hear me? If you know I'll speak louder and you can hear me clearly, I'll call you every day..."

He Daqing laughed and scolded: "You little bastard, stop talking nonsense. If you have something to ask, just ask. If you have nothing to ask, don't disturb me from basking in the sun. I get less and less sun every day..."

He Xiangyang said quickly: "Grandpa, how can you think like that? You will live to be a hundred years old, you still have decades to live!"

He Daqing snorted and said, "You are the only one who can make me happy. Tell me, what's the matter?"

He Xiangyang cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Grandpa, okay! This is what you want me to ask, right? I just came back from Lou's house after eating Tan's food, and I have always had a question in my mind.

You and dad both said that Tan’s cuisine is a secret dish passed down in our family, but why does Sun Xiaolin’s grandmother also cook Tan’s cuisine? "

He Daqing was also shocked when he heard this.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Xiangyang, it is true that the Tan family cuisine is inherited from our family, but you have to know that your great grandfather was not the son of the Tan family's patriarch, but his apprentice.

Your great-grandfather mastered the cooking skills of Tan's cuisine, and it was passed down to us from generation to generation.

As for Sun Xiaolin's grandmother's ability to cook Tan's dishes, I've also been thinking about it. Who knows, maybe she is really a direct descendant of the Tan family.

This Tan family cuisine was once very famous in the past. Perhaps in the course of history, the descendants of the Tan family were scattered all over the place, and Sun Xiaolin's grandmother was one of them. However, this is just my guess.

But no matter what, it is a good thing that Tan's cuisine can be passed down to more people. This food is like a bond that connects different people. We can't just think about our own heritage, but also see the warmth and happiness that Tan's cuisine brings to more people. "

He Xiangyang listened carefully on the other end of the phone, frowning slightly, thinking about his grandfather's words. After a while, he said, "Grandpa, I understand. I will treat the inheritance of Tan's cuisine well and respect Sun Xiaolin's grandmother. If I have the chance in the future, I would like to learn more about the story of Tan's cuisine."

He Daqing smiled with satisfaction and said, "Good boy, Grandpa knew you were sensible. Work hard and don't let down our He family's inheritance. Don't let down Grandma Sun Xiaolin's kindness..."

"Grandpa, since you are all descendants of Tan's cuisine, why don't you come over to meet the direct grandson of Tan's cuisine when Dad comes to Hong Kong next month..." He Xiangyang said to He Daqing. He really wanted to solve this mystery.

"Okay! Actually, grandpa also wants to meet this old relative-in-law. You go and arrange it..." After saying that, He Daqing hung up the phone and slowly went back to the yard to bask in the sun.

He Xiangyang saw that He Daqing agreed.

He happily told Sun Xiaolin about this and said to her, "Xiaolin, your press release for next month has been decided! The title is "Two direct descendants of Tan's cuisine gather at He's Restaurant..."

Sun Xiaolin was dumbfounded when she heard this!

“Xiangyang, aren’t you asking me to advertise Hejiyulou for free?”

He Xiangyang looked at Sun Xiaolin's dumbfounded expression and couldn't help but laugh, "Xiaolin, don't think like that.

This is not just an advertisement for He Ji Restaurant. Think about it, Tan's cuisine has such a profound historical background and cultural connotation. It is a very meaningful thing for two direct descendants to get together.

Through this gathering, not only can more people understand the charm of Tan’s cuisine, but they can also feel the power of family heritage.”