God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

The next day, at 04:30 in the morning, Qin Mo got up carefully so as not to wake up his daughter.

Qin Xinxin usually doesn't get up until around eight o'clock on weekends.

So I plan to let her sleep for a while, anyway, the place where I live is not far from the food street, and it only takes ten minutes to go back and forth.

I'm going to prepare some things now, and I'll come back to pick her up at seven o'clock.

Although there will be fewer customers in the food street in the morning, there is a pedestrian street next to it.

Besides, every day in advance makes a little more money, and there are quite a few residential areas nearby, and these people always want to eat breakfast.

"Xinxin, Dad is busy in the store first. If you get up, just wait for Dad at home. I will come back to pick you up at seven o'clock. Remember, don't run out alone."

After pressing the note on the desk, Qin Mo went out.

This is the way of communication between the two fathers and daughters.

Qin Mo first went to the market to buy some ingredients, which were in small quantities and were not within the delivery scope of the wholesalers negotiated before.

Those who get up at this time are all businessmen, and they have to get up early in the morning. Fortunately, it is not a cold day.

"Brother, I kept you waiting."

"Come smoke a cigarette!"

As soon as I got back to the door of the store, I saw a young man standing next to a pickup truck.

Qin Mo quickly took out a cigarette, he does not smoke, but these are necessary.

"It's okay, I just arrived too, but brother, you have to hurry up, we still have more than a dozen to deliver."

These wholesalers earn the middle price difference, which saves you time. You only need to send them what you need, and set the trading place and time.

"Click to see if it's right."

"No, I trust you, sign the bill, right?"

Looking at the form handed over by the young man, Qin Mo immediately wrote his name on it.

The money was transferred via WeChat the day before yesterday, and now the signature is for the receipt of the goods.

Open the store door and start pre-opening preparations.

Qin Mo put on a white chef's uniform first, and walked into the back kitchen. At this time, it was only so early for a breakfast maker like him in the food street.

When he came just now, take a closer look.

Not many people make breakfast, but I met my peers.

It is still a time-honored brand, and it is still the signboard of this street.

In other words, I will compete with them in the future.

An hour and a half later, with more than ten minutes before seven o'clock, Qin Mo was almost ready for the preliminary work.

Then he closed the door, rode a little donkey, and drove home in the cool wind: "No, I'd better buy a scooter in the future, otherwise, it will be troublesome to go back and forth, especially when encountering bad things weather."

"Hmph, smelly Baba, you said you were waiting for someone, but you ran away by yourself. I'll ignore you."

As soon as I opened the door, I saw my daughter was fully dressed and sitting in the small living room.

When he saw himself coming in, he turned his head.

"I'm really ignoring my father. Then my father has to leave. Hey, I originally prepared delicious steamed buns. It seems that I can only eat them alone. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat them and it will be a waste."

Seeing her daughter turn around immediately when she heard about food: "Hmph, I still don't want to talk to you, don't try to tempt me with this, I just don't want to waste food, but the teacher said, we should cherish every piece of food."

"Dad, why are you still standing, why don't you hurry up!"

Looking at Xin Xin who is more anxious than himself, Qin Mo smiled slightly: "Greedy ghost, you little one, see if Dad can cure you."

"Come on, be careful on the steps!"

In order to live more conveniently, but also to exercise.

So when renting a house, Qin Mo chose the third floor, and chose to take the stairs when going up and down.

Of course, the most important thing is that the ground floor is cheaper, if not for the second floor, he would still like to rent the second floor.

"Father, it's time for you to lose weight, otherwise I'd be embarrassed to introduce Teacher Ye to you, and when you get old, no one will take care of you."

"Dad, doesn't there still be Xinxin here?"

As he spoke, he unlocked the little donkey and pushed it out.

"Hmph, I haven't reconciled with you yet. Besides, if you make Xinxin angry in the future, just ignore it, and then no one will take care of you."

"I Xinxin is so obedient, how can I be willing to ignore my father, right, my father will cook delicious food, but there are still many more!"

Back in the shop, Qin Mo first took out the breakfast prepared for his daughter.

I just started to decorate the scene. Although the shop is a little smaller, it still has what it should have. Happy event!

The opening time is set at eight o'clock, so there is no business during this half hour.

At the same time, no guests came to the door. It seemed that there were too many people who got up late on Sunday.

If it was normal time, 06:30, you would have seen some busy office workers.

"Dad, what are you doing!"

Seeing Qin Mo going out with something, Qin Xinxin immediately followed.

"Opening! It must be festive, so firecrackers are indispensable."

"Set off firecrackers, it's fun, leave it to me, Papa."

After speaking, Qin Xinxin snatched the bag from him and began to unpack it seriously.

Qin Mo stood by and watched with a smile.

It's already 10 minutes before eight o'clock, don't worry!
"Brother, it's so early, uh, I almost forgot, you're going to open today."

Qin Mo saw that it was Zhuo Wenshu who gave him cigarettes yesterday.

Now I just saw myself open the store door.

Compared with his small shop, the one next door is better, at least it can accommodate people, and there is a small single room in the back to live in.

However, this is only convenient for singles without families.

"smokes!"

Qin Mo took out his cigarette and lit it for Zhuo Wenshu.

The two of them just stood on the sidelines chatting about some homework, and now they only saw a few people getting up for morning exercises.

Zhuo Wenshu next door runs a milk tea shop, very early in the morning, very few people drink this, and the business peak is after noon.

"Papa is ready!"

At this moment, the voice of the daughter came from behind.

"Kids are so good!"

"Hmph, big smoker!"

Seeing the cigarette in Zhuo Wenshu's hand, Qin Xinxin quickly covered her mouth.

"Xinxin hangs up, it's yours or Dad's."

"Dad, Xinxin is here, but there is no fire!"

Qin Xinxin took a look around, and it seemed that he had discovered a new continent at this time.

"Uncle, can you lend Xinxin some of your cigarettes!"

Looking at the cigarette in Zhuo Wenshu's hand, Qin Xinxin immediately walked in front of her. She didn't even cover her mouth at this time, and said softly.

"Haha, just now I was saying that uncle is not good, now I'm here to invite uncle, here for you, be careful, don't burn it."

After speaking, Zhuo Wenshu slowly passed the cigarette over.

"Crackling."

A burst of firecrackers that lasted only a dozen seconds sounded in the hands of a little girl.