After their uncles and nephews recognized each other, the neighbors asked Lao Jia: "I won't be a disciple now, are there any meals to eat?"

"Yes, of course there is!" Lao Jia looked at Zhao Hao, and saw Zhao Hao holding the old brother's hand intimately, and smiled at everyone: "Today we are reunited, we must celebrate it!"

"Did you hear it?" Lao Jia smiled at everyone and said, "Let's go to Wang Fugui's house for a banquet."

Only then did everyone cheer and surrounded the Zhao family and walked towards the street.

Wang Fugui drove the only restaurant in Caijiaxiang, and the tables in Zhao Hao's house were always called from him.

Zhao Hao booked the entire restaurant and invited all the neighbors in Caijiaxiang to have a drink. There were only eight or nine square tables in the small restaurant, but Wang Fugui still borrowed more than a dozen tables and arranged them on the street, which allowed all the neighbors to sit down.

The wine and food were served like running water. Ten large sea bowls were placed on each table, each filled with pork head meat, stewed chicken, braised carp, salted duck, belly, lungs, liver, intestines, etc.... they were not valuable, but they were better than the large amount and cheap. As for the taste, it was just as strong as Fang De's breakfast.

However, for the people in Caijiaxiang, being able to go to Wang Fugui’s restaurant for a meal is already a great enjoyment.

When they asked Mr. Zhao and his son and Mr. Jia to receive a glass of wine, the neighbors couldn't wait to eat and drink. After a while, the table was covered with chicken bones, duck wings, and fish bones...

While holding half of the pig's head, Fan Datong said to Wang Fugui who came to toast, "What's the thing about you braised with pig's head? Is it eaten by humans?"

Wang Fugui cursed inwardly and said, "You can eat happily." But seeing that he was at the same table as Zhao Shouzheng and his son, he naturally did not dare to offend him, so he had to laugh awkwardly, and after drinking, he ran away.

"People say they should pick up the bowl and eat, put down the chopsticks and curse me," Zhao Shouzheng said to Fan Datong with a blank look, "You have not put down the bowl yet, you have scolded me."

"Anyway, when your restaurant opens, you will be a mortal enemy. Are you afraid of offending him?" Fan Datong grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them in a vague way.

When several restaurant shareholders heard this, they looked at each other and smiled disapprovingly. According to the storybook, only Wang Fugui is just a native chicken and a dog, and they are sold in Seoul. They don’t take it seriously at all...

Zhao Hao didn't care about seeing Fan Datong today. He held Zhao Jin's hand. An old brother on the left has suffered over the years. An older brother on the right has me in the future, but he is carefree. After seeing this scene, the neighbors didn't even have any comments on him. Mr. Zhao is so concerned about love and friendship at such a young age!

Can Zhao Hao not hurry up and give Zhao Jin a ecstasy soup?

After becoming a disciple, he became a brother. He was still worried that Zhao Jin could not resist this. What if he asked to withdraw his shares? Not to mention the issue of burning cold stoves, just this "weijixian" restaurant is without the censor who is about to resume. In this powerful and powerful city, even if it is opened, it can't be kept!

Fortunately, Zhao Jin seemed to value the blood relationship that faded out of birds than him. He toasted his uncle and clinked glasses with his brother, chatting and laughing, as if he was ten years younger.

"Brother, I see that your residence is very dilapidated," Zhao Hao asked tentatively: "It's better to move in and live with my father and son, so that it's easier to take care of it."

"I'm afraid this is inconvenient." Zhao Jin was quite contradictory. He lived alone for many years. He longed for family affection, and secondly, someone took care of him. But after all, he just recognized his relative and lived in someone's house immediately, which was unreasonable.

"What's the inconvenience?" Zhao Shouzheng was praised by his nephew, Lao Jia and a group of neighbors today, and was very swollen. He heard this and burped, saying, "I'll move over tomorrow. It's the whole family, of course it's all in one!"

As he said that, he glared at Zhao Jin and said, "I won't listen to what uncle said?"

"Then my nephew obeys..." Zhao Jinxin said, "All right, let's go down the donkey."

The table of banquets was eaten until the sun sets westward. Gao Wu and Fan Datong helped Zhao Shouzheng, who was drunk again, go back to sleep. Zhao Jin and Yu Jiachang and his son went back to pack their luggage, and the rest went back to their respective houses.

Old Man Gao went to Wang Fugui to meet the account, and spent a total of ten taels of silver on the twenty-two tables...

When he reported the bill to Zhao Hao, he felt a lot of pain.

"It's only ten taels of silver?" Zhao Hao was surprised. "I spent so much food and drink so much wine?"

"Young Master is really..." Old Man Gao smiled bitterly: "In a broken place like Caijia Lane, the table of tables with a price of five cents and silver has reached the top."

"What's the point of making money?" Zhao Hao curled his lips when he heard this, "We taste very fresh, so we tentatively set a table of five taels of silver."

"Ah? Five Liang?" Old Man Gao almost fell out of his chin. "Will you eat the gentian phoenix marrow?"

"This is the old man has no knowledge. He can't eat anything good in a decent restaurant in Nancheng." Zhao Hao learned from Fan Datong's tone and said in his heart that I had never seen it before...

"Uh, okay." Old Man Gao smiled bitterly again: "I can't imagine the life that rich people live."

"You will soon be a rich man, so you can experience it yourself." Zhao Hao laughed loudly and entered his own yard.

Then I saw Gao Wu standing there with a sad face.

"What's wrong? My dad vomited?" Zhao Hao asked strangely.

Gao Wu shook his head and held it in for a long time before he said in a muffled voice: "The master didn't vomit. We are worried. Mr. Zhao moved here, who should I live with?"

"No, why do you have to live in a room?" Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Give him the east wing room, wouldn't it be enough if you go to live in the west wing room?"

"You can only install a single bed in this room." Before Gao Wu could speak, Zhao Hao heard a weak voice and said, "The big man and I can't squeeze away..."

"He's a good man, why have you forgotten?" Zhao Hao patted his head and said to Fang Wen, who was standing behind Gao Wu: "You go and sleep with the old man in front."

Although the store needs to be decorated, there is still a backyard for living. Gao Wu’s original room is much better than this west wing room...

That night, Zhao Hao called Old Man Gao into his room and handed him 200 taels of silver and said:

"This is the restaurant decoration money. The old man can save money more than me. Just use it when you see it. If you don't have enough, tell me."

"Don't worry, young master, the villain has repeatedly calculated the past few days, and two hundred taels may not be enough." Old man Gao patted his chest and said, "If it is not enough, the old man will just put it on."

He didn't know Zhao Hao's foundation, and thought that the young master only had more than 250 taels of silver. He took out the decoration money, and the remaining fifty taels would be enough for daily expenses. After the restaurant was renovated, he would also have to buy cooking utensils, tableware, tables, chairs, benches, and various ingredients... and also food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, which is also indispensable. The place where money is spent is in the sea.

"The old man put his heart back in his stomach and ensure the quality of the decoration. Don't just think about saving money." Zhao Hao said confidently: "If I really lack money, I will find a way to make a few hundred taels of money."

A 14 or 15-year-old boy talks about making money as easy as eating and drinking water.

But Old Man Gao didn't doubt that he had this ability.

"As long as the young master said this, the old man let go!"

He didn't know that Zhao Hao had five hundred taels of money in the box?
Chapter completed!