In just a few days, the walls had been opened up, and the second floor had been divided into private rooms of various sizes according to her requirements.
Lin Tianyue’s speed left her in awe. Judging by the progress, the restaurant could probably open shortly after the New Year.
“The decorative materials you mentioned, I asked Gu Yu about them—they’re all available in the South. After you give birth, I’ll make a trip and try to get everything in one go! I’ve already found the carpenter for the furniture; I’ll have him make a set for you to check first. If it meets your approval, we’ll make the rest.”
Lin Tianyue explained every detail carefully to reassure her.
“You’ve worked hard, you big brute.”
Zhang Qiao’s attention, however, was focused on Lin Tianyue. Just now, when he walked in, he immediately started directing the workers. His meticulous demeanor was incredibly attractive.
Perhaps from overexertion, she noticed he looked thinner, and his jawline had become sharper than before.
Lin Tianyue said, “It’s hard work, yes, but if my wife gave me some reward, it wouldn’t feel so hard.”
He deliberately spoke with his face slightly turned, the intention obvious.
Zhang Qiao glanced at the surrounding workers: “Uh… are you sure you want to do it here?”
Lin Tianyue looked back at her, and Zhang Qiao pressed her soft pink lips against his, giving him a quick peck.
Lin Tianyue was stunned by the kiss, and then, the surrounding workers started cheering.
They clamored for the two to kiss again. Zhang Qiao just smiled coquettishly at him, but Lin Tianyue’s usually stern face turned completely red.
“Alright, alright, everyone stop. My wife is shy.”
Zhang Qiao: Who’s shy? Clearly, he’s the one blushing!
She had already noticed that although Lin Tianyue had a rugged, rough exterior, he had a cute, almost girlish heart. He liked soft, pink things and blushed at the slightest teasing. It was incredibly amusing.
She planned to spend the weekend in Jiang City and return on Monday.
After all, her sister was at home taking care of things, and she had already assigned Yingzi and Chen Gang to manage the franchise restaurant. She even sent them to the culinary hub province, to the provincial capital D City, to find suitable chefs for the restaurant.
Opening a restaurant wasn’t just about service and management—the most crucial part was the taste. An outstanding chef was the core and soul of the restaurant.
D City was famous for producing chefs. Many renowned chefs, including future national banquet masters, came from there.
Before transmigrating, Zhang Qiao had followed a food show and was particularly impressed by a chef named Li Enhua, even joining his fan group later.
Li Enhua was from D City. By the time Zhang Qiao became his fan, he had already achieved nationwide fame as a top chef. She remembered an interview where he mentioned apprenticing under a master from his teens and competing for a national banquet chef selection in his early twenties. Unfortunately, he was disqualified due to some family scandal, losing his chance.
Li Enhua had been deeply disappointed and returned home, remaining despondent for a long time.
Zhang Qiao calculated that if Li Enhua existed in this world as well, he should now be in D City, likely at a low point in his life.
She instructed Yingzi and Chen Gang to do their best to find him. A chef qualified for the national banquet selection would be perfect as her head chef.
If she weren’t about to give birth, Zhang Qiao would have personally gone to recruit this idol chef, signing him up before he became famous.
During the two days in Jiang City, she called Yingzi every night to check on their progress.
However, Yingzi and Chen Gang went to the address Zhang Qiao had given and asked the neighbors. Everyone said there was no one named Li Enhua at all.
How could that be?
Could it be that the world she was in was completely different from the one she had come from?
Zhang Qiao was extremely frustrated, sitting on the bed feeling gloomy, too upset even to drink the milk Lin Tianyue brought her.
Lin Tianyue was working in the adjacent room with the door open. When he looked up, he could see her and immediately sensed the tense atmosphere. It turned out his wife was unhappy.
He walked over, cupping her face in his hands and giving it a gentle squeeze.
Zhang Qiao’s face had become much rounder lately, soft and plump to the touch, cute and endearing.
“Let me see, who made my Qiao Qiao upset?” Lin Tianyue asked in a doting tone, gently tugging at her lips to coax a smile.
But Zhang Qiao puckered her lips even higher: “Hmph, this baby is unhappy!”
“Which baby?” Lin Tianyue instinctively looked down. Zhang Qiao’s round eyes stared at him: “This baby—me!”
Lin Tianyue’s lips twitched. Could his wife get any cuter?
“Hmm… then tell me, why is this baby unhappy?”
Zhang Qiao hesitated. Should she say it? Was she worrying over someone who might not even exist?
Lin Tianyue suddenly understood: “Ah, I see. You’re worried about finding a chef. Qiao Qiao, you’re too strange. You just randomly pick someone, and then make Chen Gang go find him. You haven’t even left the house, and you already know this Li Enhua is amazing? Tell me—what’s your basis? Why does it have to be him?”
What could Zhang Qiao say? She couldn’t exactly admit she had seen Li Enhua in another world.
“I read about him in the newspaper. He’s very talented.”
“Eighty percent of newspaper news is fabricated, and you believe that? Fine, it’s just a chef. Don’t worry. Before the restaurant opens, I’ll find you the best one in the country!”
“You’ll find him?”
“Yes, I’ll find him!”
Lin Tianyue thought to himself that even though he didn’t know this Li person, he knew Gu Yu, who surely knew some top chefs. At worst, he could pay top price to hire one for her.
He couldn’t stand seeing his wife eat poorly and lose sleep over something so small!
On Sunday afternoon, Lin Tianyue drove Zhang Qiao home. It happened to be the weekend, so the three kids were off from school. Lin Tianyue hadn’t checked on their studies in a while, so he took the opportunity to review their homework.
Lin Xun’s assignment was an essay about his ideal future. He wrote that he wanted to join the army and become a soldier.
Lin Tianyue reviewed the essay and thought it was pretty good—full of emotion and enthusiasm. The schooling was paying off.
During dinner, he suddenly looked at Lin Ran and Lin Jin. “Lin Xun’s dream is to join the army. How about you two?”
Zhang Qiao’s gaze quickly turned to Lin Xun. “Lin Xun, you want to join the army?”
In the book, he was supposed to become a future research prodigy… no, that path wouldn’t fit here.
But Lin Xun nodded firmly. “Yes. The teacher said a man should have ambition and protect the country when he grows up.”
“Ahem… but protecting the country doesn’t necessarily mean joining the army. We could go to college, do research, build satellites, rockets…”
Lin Tianyue disagreed with Zhang Qiao: “Joining the army is good for a boy.”
Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiao gave him a sharp side-eye.
Hmm? Wasn’t he right?

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