I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 231 Fireworks in the World
The two of them sat in the waiting area, waiting to be called like ordinary guests.

Zhang Yang spoke in an understatement, but Bei Jiajia on the side listened with admiration and starry eyes.

[Please dine at small table A58. 】

[Please dine at small table A58. 】

In my ears, the store called again.

Zhang Yang glanced down at the number in his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go, it's our turn."

"What a coincidence, I just started to get hungry." Bei Jiajia smiled and stood up.

There are no empty seats in the Tangwang Hot Pot restaurant. The overall decoration style is simple, light but rich in texture. It is filled with a kind of calm and comfort in the hustle and bustle, allowing diners to immerse themselves in their appetites.

The decoration of every Tangwang hotpot restaurant is simple but not simple.

The two of them didn't ask for any private rooms, but followed the crowd and chose to dine in the lobby. There was a buzz of people around, and the waiters were walking among them, giving the whole place a lively atmosphere.

"You are considered an expert. Can you help me evaluate the ingredients?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

She felt deeply affected.

"Exaggerated." Zhang Yang smiled, and then looked at the waiter who had been standing there smiling for a while.

These are the recent changes made by Tangwang Hot Pot. Even in the next period, all stores will iterate in this way and implement the core of productism.

"What's up, your home phone number?" Zhang Yang asked funny.

"Go back...I don't."

The two ordered the signature tripe, mutton rolls, duck blood, and shrimp sliders...

"Two words, fresh." Bei Jiajia thought for a while and said tentatively. "Brother-in-law, don't mind if I say something."

"Okay, let me help you with the soup base first. Our soup base is a three-flavor pot. You can mix it freely. We recommend that you choose our wild mushroom soup base..." The waiter introduced the dishes in a very professional and enthusiastic manner.

After eating, Bei Jiajia suddenly answered a phone call.

"Sir, would you like me to recommend some dishes to you?" she said.

The chatter and laughter around me could be heard, and the guests not far away were busy taking photos and posting comments.

While thinking about this, Zhang Yang's last slice of hot and tender mutton roll was being brought to his mouth.

"My mother's call... urged me to go back, saying that she wanted to introduce me to someone... what the hell are you worried about? I have a lot of boys chasing me and even going on blind dates. She looks down on me so much!" Bei Jiajia said angrily.

"It's delicious." Bei Jiajia exclaimed, covering the hairy belly in her exclusive sauce.

Regarding the dishes, Zhang Yang let the waiter decide.

Zhang Yang nodded and thanked him.

"You say it." Zhang Yang said casually.

Bei Jiajia answered the call and said "no" several times in a row. At first glance, she knew it was a call from home.

She never knew that a hot pot restaurant could actually change its dishes to such a high standard... It's true that it insists on traditional hot pot, but in the face of such a waste, it's really beyond her reach.

"I don't know if it's a psychological suggestion, but you see, the introduction of this ingredient on the screen at each booth table explains how special it is, how strict the selection of ingredients is, and then subtly, it actually tastes like it. It’s different.” Bei Jiajia said with a wink.

"Brother-in-law, it suddenly occurred to me that many years later, there would be a book called [Soup King Hot Pot, Can You Learn It]." Bei Jiajia did not hide her surprise.

"You want to introduce someone to me again... No, I won't!"

What do you want him to say...

Urging you to go on a blind date?
After a while, Bei Jiajia hung up the phone in a depressed manner and just drank the special milk tea from Soup King Hotpot.

The display screen on the wall continuously plays the real-time ranking of the number of dishes ordered.

"Ah? It's all gone." Bei Jiajia took it all in, then looked at the mutton roll beside Zhang Yang's mouth, and took it back with a smile without thinking, "It's mine."

In the evening, Zhang Yang and Bei Jiajia just sat there, cooking hot pot and chatting about home affairs.

She is a young lady with a nice smile.

Zhang Yang nodded as he wanted to experience the service quality of the waiters in his store.

"No..." Zhang Yang was stunned.

"Sir, these two of you should probably be enough. If you want to add more dishes, you can call me at any time, or you can operate the screen here." The waitress bent down and said with a smile.

Bei Jiajia looked at everything around her with wide eyes, full of shock.

The tripe is very crispy, the duck blood is very tender, and the fragrant mushroom soup will make you dizzy after just one sip.

It is true that the selection of materials is strict. As for whether the promotional video has any psychological implications.

Each booth table has a touch screen to order dishes, and at the same time, the story behind each dish of Tangwang Hotpot is continuously played.

Everyone's slight actions are like a butterfly effect, providing the slightest but enough strength for the future prosperity of Tangwang Hotpot.

Zhang Yang was eating crunchy and sweet potato slices. He didn't answer Bei Jiajia. He just took out the mutton rolls that she had just put down and ate them without any ceremony.

How could Zhang Yang not understand his own dishes?
After some manipulation, the bottom of the pot was mixed with mushroom soup, butter, and tomatoes. It was sweet, sour, spicy, and nourishing to the stomach.

The meat that reached your mouth flew away? This mutton is in her mouth, Bei Jiajia really has no sense of boundaries...
He wanted to say it, then looked at the mutton roll that Bei Jiajia had put into his mouth with chopsticks, and immediately shook his head and laughed, saying nothing.

The waitress will leave for now.

"Then take one back and show it to them. Why don't you just shut their mouths? What's the trouble?" Zhang Yang didn't understand.

Bei Jiajia didn't say anything, she just drank milk tea silently and glanced at Zhang Yang inexplicably.

What he saw at this glance was that Zhang Yang was so excited that he boiled a piece of tripe and put it in Bei Jiajia's bowl without thinking.

"Come on, eat quickly. I'll take you back when you're done."

"No! My brother-in-law looks at you and urges me to eat." Bei Jiajia complained dissatisfiedly.

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On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Yang always wanted to go home.

Beiwei is not going anywhere this year. She is busy organizing a Mid-Autumn Festival reading event at Youjian Book Club. She is very busy and has a lot of fun. Naturally, she is guarding her own small property during this Mid-Autumn Festival.

As usual, Zhang Yang returned alone.

In the evening at the company on the eve of the holiday, Zhang Yang was sitting alone in the office and talking on the phone with his father, Zhang Zhaohai.

"Dad, how is the restaurant at home now?"

"It's good, everything is going smoothly, and business is good." Zhang Zhaohai's laughter was still hearty.

Traditional restaurants, of course, cannot be very thoughtful, so they rely on the passage of time to build up their reputation bit by bit.

In the future, no matter how well we do or how big we do, the upper limit will naturally not be very high.

But for Zhang Yang, the size of his parents' property is considered big. It is enough for the couple to have a career and live a pleasant life without being bored.

I'm short of money, don't I have a son?

The father and son talked on the phone for a long time, and Zhang Zhaohai talked about many recent happy things.

The Maybach assigned to him finally worked to its maximum potential, making him very high-spirited recently and making many important friends.

The strength is different, and the circle is different after all.

"By the way, last time you said you wanted to buy a car for your mother..." Zhang Zhaohai suddenly remembered something and asked just that.

"If you can't forget it, mention it when you get back." Zhang Yang said with a smile. If it hadn't been for the fact that his parents might not have been able to accept the purchase at the same time last time, he would have done it together last time. It has been postponed until now, just to consider the tolerance of the couple.

As for what to buy...

Last time I mentioned that I would recommend a BMW 7 Series to my mom, but now that I think about it, I feel that the 7 Series is a bit too cheap. It has to be similar to my dad’s Maybach, right?

We’ll discuss the specific details when we get back.

As he spoke, the office door opened, and Bai Xiaomi walked in quietly, carrying tea.

Zhang Yang said goodbye to his father while watching Bai Jingyi put down the tea.

"You haven't gone back yet?" He said warmly, gently taking Bai Xiaomi into his arms. "When are you going home?"

"Tickets for tomorrow morning." Bai Jingyi gently hugged Zhang Yang's neck, her eyes watery and gentle, "Director Zhang, you haven't been to my place for a long time."

"How long?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed a long time since I went to Bai Xiaomi's residence.

"How about tonight?"

"Tonight? Really?!" For a moment, Bai Xiaomi's eyes flashed with surprise.

After a while, the two walked out of the company side by side.

Generally speaking, even if the boss doesn't leave, neither will the managers below. If the managers don't leave, neither will the employees further down.

But Zhang Yang didn't think it was necessary.

Sometimes he likes to stay late at the office alone. Is it possible that the whole company should work overtime too?
Therefore, on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he arranged for his employees to get off work early and go back early.

When they walked out of the office building, the two of them looked back at the office building together. The lights were still bright. They didn't know if the weather was bad today. There were many dark clouds and the moon was looming.

However, none of this could hinder Bai Xiaomi's good mood.

On the way to pick up the car, Bai Xiaomi pestered Zhang Yang and wanted to buy some food together, saying that he would show off his skills in the evening.

Naturally, he fulfilled this little wish.

"Just go to a farmer's market near my home. I used to go there to buy vegetables." Bai Xiaomi suggested.

"Okay, you can show me the way." Zhang Yang agreed happily.

People always have to be down-to-earth. It doesn’t mean that if you have money, you have to go to many top markets to buy. You can go to high-end places or places full of fireworks.

You have to experience all the flavors in life. Besides, how long has he been rich? Half a year? I really haven’t forgotten my roots.

In the evening, Cullinan stopped outside a bustling farmer's market.

At this point, there is a constant flow of people inside and outside the farmer's market. Residents who come in and out basically don’t have anything empty in their hands.

Zhang Yang and Bai Xiaomi got out of the car together. They didn't have a relationship like a boss and a secretary, but more like a young couple living their lives, walking around.

"Let's take a look together." Zhang Yang took Bai Xiaomi's hand.

Bai Jingyi's heart was as sweet as honey, and she cherished every moment she spent alone with Director Zhang.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

"what about this?"

"Where's the change? The change is wiped out, some onions and garlic." Zhang Yang stopped in front of a stall and bargained in a familiar manner.

Bai Xiaomi stared blankly at Zhang Yang at this moment, feeling in a daze the simple happiness of two people having three meals a day for four seasons, with seven emotions, six desires, and five tastes for a hundred years.

"Okay." Zhang Yang turned around, his hands already full of plastic bags.

"Director Zhang, it turns out that you also bargain when buying vegetables." Bai Xiaomi stepped forward and hugged Zhang Yang's arm.

"As I say, having a lot of money and giving money to others for free are two different concepts." Zhang Yang reached out and pinched Secretary Bai's face, "You used to buy vegetables, and you weren't embarrassed to negotiate the price, were you?"

"No way?" Bai Xiaomi blushed and denied it.

Young people have always been a disadvantaged group in the market. When she first bought her own food, she was really embarrassed to ask the price or negotiate the price. She always said it was one, but later she found out that it was not possible.

You're sorry, but the stall owner is very embarrassed and will cheat you if he catches you.

Simply, in the rest of the time, Bai Xiaomi watched Zhang Yang dominate the market, looking at the ugly-faced vendors, she felt so happy.

Later in the evening, the two returned home with a full load.

As night falls, Bai Xiaomi's residence is brightly lit.

Zhang Yang sat An Anxin on the sofa, eating the fruit that Bai Xiaomi gave him, and watching Bai Xiaomi busy in the kitchen.

There was the sound of the range hood in my ears, and outside the window I could hear the sounds of children playing downstairs.

On the tip of my nose, the aroma of food is faintly visible...
He would never get tired of this world of fireworks, let alone a lifetime, even if he stayed there for ten lifetimes.

"It's time to eat." I don't know how long it took before Bai Xiaomi served the last dish, "Come, try my cooking."

Bai Jingyi is from Guangling, and the food he cooks has a taste similar to that of his hometown. It belongs to the Huaiyang cuisine, and it looks delicious and delicious.

Zhang Yang moved his index finger and wanted to use chopsticks.

"Wait!" Bai Xiaomi suddenly said.

"What's wrong? Is there any special ceremony?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"I'm going to open a bottle of wine." Bai Xiaomi trotted away with a smile and brought another bottle of red wine over. "Isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival? Let's celebrate in advance?"

After a while, the two of them had a glass of red wine each.

"Director Zhang, I respect you." Bai Xiaomi raised his glass with a gentle smile in his eyes.

The two of them drank wine and ate food, and the atmosphere was soothing and relaxing.

Bai Xiaomi seemed to be too drunk. After a glass of red wine, his face turned bright red and he kept drinking.

After eating, Xiaomi Bai suddenly looked out the window and trotted out with surprise in his eyes.

"Dr. Zhang, come here and take a look. The moon is out."

"Just come out when you come out. What's so strange? You don't see it every day?" Zhang Yang was amused and walked onto the balcony.

"Look." Bai Xiaomi raised his face and pointed at the sky.

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked up. In the sky, the moon, which had been covered by dark clouds before, suddenly became full of moonlight and hung in the sky like a disc.

Obviously, it's not the Mid-Autumn Festival yet.

"This is called watching the moonlight when the clouds open." Bai Xiaomi's upturned face was bathed in the moonlight, and his slightly tipsy face was a little more indescribably good-looking than usual.

"I always feel like what you said seems a bit..." Zhang Yang laughed.

"No way?" Bai Xiaomi said softly, suddenly hugged him, tiptoed close to his face, "Director Zhang, Jingyi wishes you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance!"

"Happy holidays to you too."

The approaching eyes are as gentle as water.

Zhang Yang hugged Bai Xiaomi's slim waist, smiled and kissed her under the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)