Chapter 1324

As soon as the feast was over, Sea Overlord became famous. The owner of the restaurant that served the wine loved to eat, so he had made many friends in the same way. His old man held a birthday banquet and invited several friends from the same way to taste Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. One of them was a senior commentator from the city's food association. He posted a photo of Buddha Jumping over the Wall on Weibo with the text "I went to an old friend's father's birthday party today and had an authentic Buddha Jumping Over the Wall at a little-known restaurant." A portion is truly a blessing in life. I would like to thank my old friend for inviting me to the banquet. I will definitely call me next time.”

As soon as this Weibo post was posted, it immediately became popular in the foodie circle. Everyone pestered the blogger to ask where to eat, and asked for the name and address of the restaurant. The blogger had to post another Weibo post, "I will never advertise in my life, but today I will make an exception. Friends who want to eat Buddha jump over the wall, please visit Haibawang Restaurant, I wish you all the best." good luck!"

Soon Wang Xiaoming discovered that his Weibo had gained thousands of fans overnight. These days, foodies are also trying their best to get a bite of delicious food.

Of course, these are all things for later. After the banquet ended, the host was so satisfied that the old man who came back from Singapore even gave Chef Yang Ming a red envelope of 600 Singapore dollars. Wang Xiaoming checked the Singapore dollar exchange rate online and laughed to death. Now the wages of temporary workers can be offset.

Everyone was so tired that they almost collapsed. Wang Xiaoming divided the rest of the Buddha's Jumping Over the Wall, so that everyone could have a bite. After eating the Buddha's Jumping Over the Wall, everyone came back to life as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Wang Xiaoming paid everyone their wages, all wrapped in red envelopes, one for each person: "Thank you everyone, there may be many banquets in the future. If you have time then, please come and help, okay?"

A waiter smiled and said: "Does the Buddha jump over the wall to eat every time?"

Zhong Yanhong flicked his brain and said, "What a beautiful idea! Do you know how much it cost to eat that one bite of Buddha and jump over the wall? At least fifty yuan! You're so embarrassed to eat and take it at the same time!"

Wang Xiaoming chuckled: "Buddha jumping over the wall may not be possible, but Master Yang Ming's cooking must be possible."

The waiters and chefs who came to help on a temporary basis took their wages and left, and the remaining people began to pack up and clean.

Hao Liu didn't leave, but helped Wang Xiaoming clean up: "Are you still open tonight? Isn't it too hard?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly: "I can't help it. There are many guests who have made reservations for the evening. It's hard to turn down an offer."

"It's really hard for you to do this, 365 days a year," Liu Hao sighed.

Wang Xiaoming sighed: "What can I do? Unlike you who work normally and have holidays, you have to bear all the pressure when you run your own business."

"Is your store okay? There's no pressure. It's just too hard. You should take a break. If you open your own store, you can do whatever you want and close it at least one day a month." Liu Hao suggested.

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "When I pay off the loan shark, the pressure will be much less."

Liu Hao lowered his voice and asked, "Isn't the business in your store pretty good? How much money is left to pay for the loan sharks?"

Wang Xiaoming was in a good mood today. Although he was very tired, he had earned at least 20,000 yuan. He was not going to hide it from his friends. He looked at the ceiling and thought for a while: "It is estimated to be 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. If we have a few more banquets, the year before You can repay the high-interest loan."

Liu Hao bumped into him and said with a happy face: "Okay, how long has the store been open for? Less than a week, right?"

Wang Xiaoming chuckled: "Thanks to Yang Ming, half of the money here still belongs to him, but he said he would let me use it first."

The joy on Liu Hao's face faded a little, and he asked Wang Xiaoming seriously: "Have you ever taken him for a checkup?"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head: "Not yet. I'm thinking of going during the Chinese New Year. The store is not open at that time and I can have a few days off. New Year's Eve is the busiest time, so I don't have time."

Liu Hao nodded, and Wang Xiaoming saw something wrong with his expression: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay. Does Zhong Yanhong often come to your restaurant to eat?" Liu Hao changed the subject.

"I've been here once or twice. I'm not sure. I'm learning to cook from Yang Ming. I rarely pay attention to what's going on in front of me. They're all greeting me. By the way, he said he's your friend. What kind of friends are you? ?" Wang Xiaoming has always felt weird. The rat is a policeman, and Zhong Yanhong is not completely innocent. How could they become friends? And judging from the way they get along, they don't look like friends.

Wang Xiaoming smiled unnaturally to hide it: "I caught him twice and I became familiar with him."

Wang Xiaoming was so surprised that he was amused: "Is this how friendship came about?"

Liu Hao raised his eyebrows: "What else? He said you should ignore him and call the police or me if you have any questions. He wouldn't dare do anything to you."

Wang Xiaoming felt a little nervous when he heard what he said: "He hasn't committed any major crimes, has he?"

"That's not true. He is still a smart man. He lives on the edge of black and white. He may have some minor problems, but he has never made any major mistakes." Liu Hao himself had to admire this, but this made him even more annoyed. I really want to catch this guy and lock him up.

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, he is a good person. All the waiters today were borrowed from his store. Otherwise, I would not be able to be busy, and I would not be able to recruit people all at once."

Liu whistled and muttered to himself: "He's a smart kid."

At this time, Wang Xiaoming's phone rang. He took out his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He thought it was someone ordering food again, so he picked it up and heard: "Hello, Haibawang Restaurant."

Before he could say anything, he started laughing: "Wang Xiaoming? I'm Wang Jieling."

"Oh, hello, Wang Jieling." Wang Xiaoming gave the other party his phone number that day and did not ask for the other party's phone number.

"Our class will have a reunion at noon tomorrow. We have agreed to come to your restaurant for dinner. Reserve a few seats for us." Wang Jieling said in a coquettish tone.

Wang Xiaoming felt a little goosebumps, so he took the phone further away, and after a few seconds, he leaned over and said, "Okay, how many people are there, and how many tables do we need?"

Wang Jieling said: "There should be at least twenty or thirty. How many tables do you want?"

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while: "Then just a big bag. That's it?"

"There's nothing else to do. Are you in a hurry to hang up the phone? We won't chat for a while." The other party said while giggling.

Wang Xiaoming only felt that his scalp was numb. He had not interacted with women of the same age for a long time. His impression of young women had always been on Luo Yufen, thinking that young girls were gentle and gentle. Now it seems that the concept is really a bit outdated: "Yes, I am busy right now."