The parking lot in front of Baicao Xueshenfang has always been full of luxury cars. BMWs are embarrassed to stop if they are not the S-Class. Mercedes-Benz has not reached the S-Class but only dares to stop. But on this day, two Jinbei minibuses that are so dirty that they cannot tell their true nature broke in and parked in front of the gate without being stunned.

"I'm not a parking lot."

The door subconsciously stepped forward, knocked on the window and reminded the driver.

"Isn't this a parking lot?" The driver was a little confused. Are the ones parked next to him all livestock?

"Not that, I mean, this is the parking lot of our restaurant, which is specially for guests to park." Men Ying explained.

The driver was relieved, and he pointed to the person in the car and said, "They came here to have a meal and hired my car. When they finished their meal, I will take them back."

At this time, the car door had opened and the people in the car were walking down one after another. There were teenage children, old ladies in their seventies and eighties, and middle-aged young people. All of these people had one common feature, that is, they were so rustic. Although they deliberately cleaned up to go out for dinner and wore new clothes that looked like some, the rustic atmosphere that came out of their bones could not be concealed, and they looked like farmers in the remote suburbs.

Men Ying's name is Chen Ruosong, who is actually a rural child. However, the number of rich people received by the Medicinal Food Shop these days has made his horizons rise. Seeing this group of country people, he hurried forward and stopped a middle-aged man who looked like the head of the family, and said with a smile: "Uncle, are you here to have a meal?"

"Yes." The uncle replied, taking it for granted.

"Uh... the dishes here are a bit expensive, do you know?" Chen Ruosong reminded kindly. He was sure that farmers like the other party would definitely be scared away by the price of vegetables after entering the door. It would be one thing to hurt their self-esteem, and it would be not appropriate to shock those guests who are either rich or noble.

The uncle stopped and asked curiously: "It's expensive? How expensive can it be?"

"So many people like you..." Chen Ruosong counted two people who got out of the car. Seeing that there were fourteen or five hundred people, he thought about it for a while and said, "At least it would cost four or five thousand yuan... and he might even be able to eat enough."

When Chen Ruosong made a quote, he had already fully considered the other party's psychological tolerance and calculated it completely based on the most affordable and cheap dishes on his own recipe. Even so, the middle-aged uncle was so shocked that he almost fell down. He turned his head and shouted to the back: "Rayonzi, Liangzi, have you said the wrong place!"

"Here's here!" A young man came out of the car, holding an old lady in his hand. When he heard the uncle's call, he handed the old lady over to the person next to him to support her, and then rushed over trotting all the way.

"It's Brother Yan..." Chen Ruosong was stunned. Isn't this young man the front hall manager Yan Wuliang? After a long time of trouble, these people were all relatives of Yan Wuliang.

"Liangzi, the child just said that the dishes in this restaurant are very expensive, and we have to eat four or five thousand yuan. Is it true?" the middle-aged uncle asked Yan Wuliang. He is Yan Wuliang's father, named Yan Lianrong. Today's meal was arranged by Yan Wuliang and Jiang Jiongqing. The people in the two Jinbei cars were their grandmothers, parents, uncles and aunts, younger brothers, sisters, etc., all of them were farmers.

Inviting the family to the medicinal meal shop for a meal is a gift for the family that Jiang Jiongqing and Yan Wuliang discussed. Neither of them know how to save money. They were confident that they could enjoy the dividends of 25,000 yuan at a time, and they thought about how to be glorious in front of their family. In their opinion, the most glorious thing in the entire Yuhai City was to be able to have a meal at the Baicao Medicinal Festival shop. People who usually come here to eat either have a high position or are rich. Their parents can sit in the same restaurant with these people for a meal, which is enough for them to go back and show off for several years.

In this way, they booked a large private room in advance, which was enough for the two families to have dinner together. They also booked the menu in advance, saving the ordering process and letting their parents see the price of the dishes and scolded them for being promiscuous. According to the store rules set by Xu Yingying, our employees in the medicinal meal shop can enjoy a discount of between 20% and 50% off based on the distance of their relationship with the guests. Yan Wuliang and Jiang Jiongqing were invited by their families, so they naturally could enjoy the highest discount. Even so, the table of dishes they ordered cost more than 8,000 yuan, accounting for nearly 20% of their respective dividends.

Of course, the two of them had to report to Li Yu and Xu Yingying in advance to avoid suspicion of being under the melon field. Li Yu admired the filial piety of the two. According to his wishes, he simply did not charge 50% off and the medicinal restaurant would charge some cost. According to this calculation, the entire vegetable price would be one or two off. Xu Yingying rejected Li Yu's opinion. She believed that the store rules should not be neglected. Even Yan and Jiang were small shareholders in the store, and they could not enjoy privileges beyond the scope, otherwise countless loopholes would appear in the future.

Yan Wuliang and Jiang Jiongqing were not dissatisfied with Xu Yingying's decision, and even agreed with them. Since they decided to invite their families to dinner, they did not intend to save money. On the contrary, if they could spend a little more, they would feel more accomplished. This is what is called not buying the right ones, only buying expensive ones. Who said that poor people have no vanity?

"Dad, don't you, he's a little bitch, he's so cheap. How can there be such a restaurant?" Yan Wuliang said, squeezing at Chen Ruosong, asking the other party to lie for him.

Chen Ruosong also understood it immediately and quickly repaid with a smile and said, "It turns out it's Uncle Yan. Look at me, this is blind. Brother Yan and Brother Jiang are all our leaders. When the leaders eat here, they can be discounted, not that expensive..."

Yan Lianrong was skeptical, but when he arrived at the door, he could not turn his head back. His son had said before that this restaurant was the restaurant where he worked, and he was also a little boss here. Now it seems that what his son said is true. Since his son is the boss of the Junying in front of him, of course he cannot embarrass his son. He fled because the price of vegetables is too expensive. How can his son have authority in the future in the future?

I guess I'm going to be over 1,000 yuan in one meal. In addition, the children of the Jiang family share half of it, so I can barely afford this meal, but... it's too wasteful!

With this thought, Yan Lianrong tried his best to pretend to be majestic and stepped into the medicinal restaurant. The waiter in the hall had already received information and guided everyone to the private room that Yan Wuliang had booked, and praised the whole way, making Lao Yan and Jiang feel red on their faces.

"Brother Yan, you are really filial. After the year-end bonus is given, I will also invite my parents to have a meal!"

Before Yan Wuliang walked into the private room, the waiter guarding the door whispered and made his own vow.

The medicinal food workshop is making money every day, and Xu Yingying is not stingy. He takes out part of the profit to renovate the hall and private rooms, and replaces tables and chairs and all the tableware. Yan Lianrong and others walked into the private room and felt that it was bright everywhere, as if they had entered the palace. Looking at the dishes on the table, they were also inlaid with gold and silver, and it was obvious that they could only be used at the level of the king and prince. The old people kept stuttering, and their younger brothers were already holding their brother's hand and began to ask how much money they earned in a month and how they could invite the two families to dinner in such a high-end place.

"You can study hard so that you can be better than me and your brother Jiang." Yan Wuliang showed off proudly in front of his younger brother Yan Wuming.

"You haven't read a book either!" Yan Wuming retorted unangrily.

The dishes were already ordered, and as soon as everyone got into the table, the wine and food were served like flowing water. The exquisite dishes were even lingered in the rich people who were used to eating delicacies, not to mention the country people like Yan Lianrong who had only eaten in small farm restaurants. Seeing the family members eating voraciously, Yan Wuliang and Jiang Jiongqing exchanged glances, with a smile of relief on their faces.

The door of the private room opened, and Li Yu and Xu Yingying walked in with a smile, holding a goblet filled with medicinal wine. Yan Wuliang and Jiang Jiongqing quickly stood up, called their parents respectively, and introduced Li Yu and the other two to them.

"Dad, Uncle Jiang, this is our President Li, this is Mr. Xu. They are here to toast you."

"Oh, I don't dare to be it. Mr. Li, Mr. Xu, Liangzi has caused you a lot of trouble, right?" Yan Lianrong is also a person who knows the worldly style. When he sees a restaurant with such a high level of decoration, he can naturally think of how high the boss's wealth is. Such two bosses come to toast him personally, which means that his son is highly valued in the unit? He, a father, has no reason to flatter his son's leadership.

Jiang Jiongqing's father Jiang Jinlin also greeted Li Yu and Xu Yingying humbly. As for the two mothers, they naturally laughed with each other and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Uncle Yan, Uncle Jiang, look at what you said. Liangzi and Qingzi are like brothers. They have helped me a lot." Li Yu said.

Xu Yingying also said with a smile: "Yes, Uncle Yan, Uncle Jiang, I think Xiao Yan and Xiao Jiang are like their younger brothers. They work here, so don't worry."

There was an old lady in the two families at the table. Li Yu also toasted them with a glass of wine, and then handed each a red envelope containing 120 yuan. This is the folk rule in Yuhai that he just learned, which means wishing the elderly a long life and living to 120 years old. This is the recognized standard of longevity.

After sending Li Yu and Xu Yingying out of the private room, Yan Lianrong returned to the table, put away his smile on his face, stared at Yan Wuliang and said, "Liangzi, let me tell you, just be so polite to you, Mr. Li, Mr. Xu is so polite to you, you have to do it well, and you are not allowed to cheat. If you don't do it well, you don't need Mr. Li and the others to fire you, I will discount your legs first, do you know?"
Chapter completed!