Chapter 258

you bet!

Weixiang's business is so good that he can see it with his own eyes. It's just a water table. There is no shortage of guests.

And if we go on like this, more and more people will know about it. It won't be long before Weixiang can meet the needs of the diners. Expansion is a matter of course.

Zhang Ye added: "and Mr. Wen, you forget the important point. Not all the guests have your keen sense of taste. In fact, for them, there is not much difference between the top-level delicacy and the second-class delicacy."

This

Wen Xiuyuan was really stunned.

He used to think about things from his own point of view, thinking that food must keep improving in order to make customers satisfied.

But the reality is that, as Zhang Ye said, diners don't need too much top-level delicacy, because not everyone can eat the endless changes in the top-level delicacy.

"I have to admit that Mr. Zhang's words enlightened me, and Wen was taught. You can rest assured that I will write this manuscript as soon as possible, and with great skill. " Wen Xiuyuan said solemnly.

Zhang Ye smiles, and his purpose of meeting Wen Xiuyuan is achieved.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen. If I have the chance, I will make more delicious dishes for you."

"Ha ha, I'm really looking forward to that. But I'm afraid I can't today. I have to go back to catch up with the manuscript. The boss is pressing me hard. "

Wen Xiuyuan makes a helpless gesture, which makes Zhang Ye laugh.

The two men, who are devoted to food, shake hands and wave goodbye.

When the other diners saw Zhang Ye coming back, they immediately looked at him eagerly. Xu Ze couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"boss Zhang, since you've made these two dishes again, do you think you want us to..."

Ha ha!

Zhang Ye couldn't help laughing. Looking at these guys looking forward, he nodded and said, "OK, from now on, white chop chicken and plum dish meat will be ordered."

Long live

"That's great. I'm finally in the spring."

"This is also the spring of our chicken party. It's so naive."

A group of diners said tearfully, jumping happily, just like the national football team won the world cup.

This evening is destined to be a night for the diners to be in high spirits. However, due to the limited ingredients of Qingjiang chicken, Zhang Ye only provided ten portions.

However, the supply of plum vegetables and pork was open, which almost led to many chicken parties could not help but stand in line again.

When all the diners were gone, it was almost nine o'clock. This was the first time that Weixiang was open so late.

This is not to say that Weixiang's business is not good, but because it is too good. Feng Yan is afraid that Zhang Ye is too tired. He reminds diners to go back early every day, and even limits the business hours.

"Sister Yan'er, it's hard for you to get off work so late today." Zhang Ye pulled up the shutter door and said with a smile.

Feng Yanbai glanced at him and said: "it's not because of you that those people have to eat before they leave. As a result, these guys are dawdling until now."

"Then I can't blow them." Zhang Ye can't laugh or cry.

"I knew you'd say that. Let's go home quickly." Feng Yan got into the front passenger of Audi and blushed.

Zhang Ye's heart is also itchy. They both know what will happen when they go to sister Yan'er's house tonight.

Driving all the way, they come to Feng Yan's house.

But at this time, Feng Yan did not immediately open the door, but suddenly asked Zhang Ye: "Xiao Ye, do you know what day it is today?"

Zhang Ye was a little confused in his eyes, but he couldn't remember what day it was today. It was definitely not Feng Yan's birthday. After all, he remembered that day very well. It would be winter.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Feng Yandun wrinkled his little nose and said, "you really forget such an important day, Ono. Today is the seventh anniversary of your first meeting with me. "

This

Zhang Ye was stunned. He never thought that Feng Yan would remember this day, and he was even more moved.

"I can't imagine, sister Yan'er, we've known each other for seven years. And I didn't expect that today, seven years later, I can hold you in my arms. " Zhang Ye smiles and hugs Feng Yan.

Feng Yan suddenly big shame, pretty blush struggling twice, way: "don't, don't hurry, Ono, you close your eyes, I have a gift for you."

Oh?

Zhang Ye looks at Feng Yan interestingly, then closes her eyes and looks forward to it. What gift does sister Yan'er prepare for herself?

With the sound of the key to open the door, Feng Yan leads Zhang Ye into the room, and then lets him stand on the porch.

"If I don't allow it, you can't open your eyes." Feng Yan said with a smile and ran into the bedroom quickly.Zhang Ye didn't open his eyes to peep, and didn't even use his strong hearing to guess what Feng Yan was doing.

After all, it's a surprise. It's just a sense of expectation.

About five minutes later, Zhang ye heard the sound of a lighter, and then heard Feng Yan's shy voice.

"Ono, you can open your eyes."

Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In front of the dim light, empty living room center placed a long table, two long white candles quietly burning, bright red rose petals spread all around the table.

This dreamlike romantic scene makes Zhang Ye a little distracted, even though it's the girls' favorite way.

However, what makes Zhang Ye even more surprised is Feng Yan. He stares at her and his eyes are about to fall out.

At this time, under the reflection of candlelight, Feng Yan's dark long roll spread out on her body, and her pretty face was covered with a blush like sunset glow.

She was wearing a very attractive maid's dress. It was a maid's dress. God, do you want my life?

Zhang Ye wailed in his heart and looked at Feng Yan without blinking.

The black-and-white Maid Dress On Feng Yan's body, with her petite figure, looks extremely exquisite and charming.

And the white arms and slender legs exposed to the air, in the candlelight, more attractive white.

Almost in an instant, Zhang Ye's breathing increased, and he only felt thirsty and smoking in his throat.

"Do you like it?"

Feng Yan was a little shy and didn't dare to look up. It was the first time for her to wear such bold and hot clothes.

"Yes, of course. Sister Yan'er, I love you so much."

Zhang Ye where can again restrain of live, almost an arrow step arrived Feng Yan's in front of, force of embrace him in the bosom.