Chapter 1334

Yang Ming looked at him from the side with a smile on his lips.

After Wang Xiaoming sang for a while, he turned around and laughed at Yang Ming, waving his arms and said, "I'm telling you, I learned this song a long time ago, and I thought that one day I would pay off the loan shark, so I would sing loudly." This song comes to celebrate! The snow-capped mountains are shining brightly, the eagle spreads its wings and flies...dispel the dark clouds and see the sun, and the happy song spreads everywhere!"

Yang Ming looked at the indulgent smile on his face and felt surprisingly comfortable and relaxed: "I'll go to Mr. Zhong's shop to sing in two days."

"Okay, okay. I haven't been there for a long time. Ergou and Ah Bing are going. The aunties, Ah Wei and Ah Yang are also - no, they all went home for the New Year. Let's go and call the mice too. Go." Wang Xiaoming nodded excitedly. He felt that after paying back the loan shark, he would be able to enjoy life like a normal person. As for the remaining debts, what are you afraid of? They will not increase. As long as you work hard, It's only a matter of time before you pay it off!

"Okay." Yang Ming nodded, and then he had to call Boss Zhong too. There were so many people and it was so lively.

This year was the most comfortable year for Wang Xiaoming. Since he paid off the loan shark debt in the year, he has never closed his mouth. He giggles when he meets everyone, and sings "Song of the Standing Serf" when he has nothing to do.

Wang Ergou looked at his brother like this and said with some worry: "Is my brother stupid? He is almost the same as Fan Jin."

Yang Ming said: "It's okay, let him have fun. It's rare for him to be so happy."

Wang Ergou also smiled very happily: "Well, I haven't seen my brother smile so happily in many years."

Wang Bing didn't know why Uncle was always smiling, but he liked Uncle like this very much and would not miss him. He even took the initiative to buy him two large barrels of fireworks. This was the first time Wang Bing had his own fireworks. In the past, he would always watch other people set off fireworks, and he would be so happy that he couldn't even open his eyes. He would show off to everyone he met: "Look, these are my fireworks! My fireworks!"

Wang Ergou looked at Wang Bing and shook his head: "Yes, there is another fool in the family."

Zhang Yiwei and Zhao Xiaoyang didn't know what was going on. They just felt that Wang Xiaoming was a little abnormally excited and agreed to everything. It was really not like his usual style. They murmured in their hearts: The boss is so happy, what happy event happened?

Zhang Yiwei, a cunning man, raised his hand to Wang Xiaoming: "Boss, congratulations on getting rich, and bring me the red envelope!"

"Haha, okay." Wang Xiaoming subconsciously put his hand into his pocket to touch the red envelope, and suddenly realized, "What do you want to do? The red envelope has been given to you a long time ago, do you want more?"

Zhang Yiwei chuckled: "Boss, do you remember that you sent us red envelopes? I thought you were so happy that you didn't know who you were."

Wang Xiaoming kicked him unceremoniously.

Today is New Year's Eve, and the three waiters and aunts have all gone home for vacation. Because they are housewives and have to go back to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, only two boys, Zhang Yiwei and Zhao Xiaoyang, stayed to work overtime. Before the aunts went back in the morning, Wang Xiaoming paid wages to all the employees and gave each of them a red envelope of 1,000 yuan: "Thank you for your hard work this year. We just opened soon, and we don't have much money. The red envelope is not big enough. Next year, I’ll send you a big red envelope again.”

Yang Ming is also the boss. He didn’t give everyone a red envelope. He just stewed a home-cooked version of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall. Except for the high-end seafood ingredients such as shark fin, abalone, fish lip, and sea cucumber, there were also mutton, chicken, duck, ham, Scallops, scallops, dried fish, mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, etc. are all still available, with a combination of meat and vegetables, sea and land. This jar is worth no less than a few hundred yuan, so everyone can take it back for reunions.

The aunts were very happy. Not to mention the value of the ingredients in this jar, just the fact that their chef Yang Ming made it himself was sincere enough. It was also very honorable to serve it in front of the family. So they all happily carried the jars back to show off their boss's craftsmanship.

At noon on New Year's Eve, there were fewer people eating out, and the business in the store became light for the first time. For the first time, Wang Xiaoming was not worried about the lack of customers, but was a little happy. He was relieved of the huge debt of loan sharks. But it’s much easier. It’s better to have fewer people. It just so happens that they have fewer people here, so they don’t have to be so busy. During the Chinese New Year, everyone is happily preparing for the New Year. They can’t be so busy that they can’t even breathe, right? , you still have to rest when it’s time to rest.

While preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, Wang Xiaoming said: "We will not do this next year. We will not be open on New Year's Eve. Let's go home and celebrate the New Year."

Zhang Yiwei said: "Boss, this New Year's Eve meal is not cheap? Are you willing to make the money?" The price of the New Year's Eve dinner is indeed not cheap. The minimum reservation for the private room upstairs is at least 2,000 yuan per table, and the one downstairs is The minimum ordering price for each table is 1,200 yuan, and the price varies depending on the dishes. For example, the price of the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall Banquet for ten people is at least 4,091 yuan per table, and the most expensive table has been sold for 6,600 yuan.

"What is there to be reluctant to give up? You can earn all the money?" Wang Xiaoming is now looking at the sun after setting aside the dark clouds. He is in a very bright mood, and his heart has been in a state of floating in the clouds. Money, such a tacky thing, is all fucking dirt! His uncle has been oppressed by this bastard, and he can't straighten up to take a breath. Now he can finally put his hands on his hips and say to those bastards who are full of copper stench: "I don't care about it now!"

Zhang Yiwei chuckled: "Boss, can you give us a salary increase after the Chinese New Year?"

Wang Xiaoming turned to look at him: "What a beautiful idea!"

Zhang Yiwei touched his nose, as if there was dust on it, and laughed twice.

Wang Xiaoming added: "There is no salary increase. The store is planning to recruit more people after the new year. Then you and Ayang will come to the kitchen to help and learn cooking from Yang Ming."

Zhang Yiwei was overjoyed: "Really? We don't have to carry the dishes anymore?"

"No, the kitchen is in urgent need of additional manpower, and I have to teach you how to cook as soon as possible." Wang Xiaoming said.

Yang Ming said over there: "Ah Wei, hurry up and stir the eggs."

Zhang Yiwei responded: "Hey, Master is here!"

Yang Ming said: "With a little wink, don't do things only after shouting."

Zhang Yiwei chuckled: "I obey, Master!"

The customers who come to the restaurant for the New Year’s Eve dinner are all very early, starting at five o’clock in the afternoon. Everyone has to rush home to watch the Spring Festival Gala. It is estimated that by seven or eight o’clock, most of the guests have left. Wang Xiaoming decided that they would have dinner later tonight, and wait until all the guests had eaten before eating. In the past, they had eaten before dinner, but this time it was the New Year's Eve dinner, so they had to be more solemn and wait a little later. Everyone was busy eating snacks and snacks, and no one felt hungry.