"What does Mi Mediator want to eat?"

After leaving the community hospital, Yun Heng asked Michelle very politely.

"Anything is fine. I'm not particular."

Micheline said casually.

"How about a barbecue?"

Yun Heng thought for a moment and asked.

After Qingming Festival, the temperature in Xihua City has gradually warmed up, and it is the annual barbecue season again. During the past few days at work, Yun Heng noticed that two more barbecue restaurants had opened nearby.

It was already past six in the afternoon, and there were already quite a few people at the barbecue stalls on both sides of the road not far away.

"OK."

Michelle nodded with a smile: "I haven't really eaten barbecue on the street. Maybe it has a different flavor."

"How about a barbecue?"

Yun Heng nodded.

Since inviting Mi Mediator to dinner is a way of expressing his gratitude, Yun Heng cannot just treat him to a bowl of oil-splashed noodles, cold skin and roujiamo and call it a day.

For most people with average incomes, barbecue, fried rice, or skewers, which are things that can cost hundreds of dollars or even more for one or two people to eat together, are not something they eat often.

For Chinese people, things that they cannot afford to eat often are often only enjoyed to entertain guests or for occasional celebrations or dinners with friends.

Yun Heng has never eaten the barbecue in the West Asia community, and he doesn't know which barbecue is better. However, when ordinary people look for a place to eat, they usually go to where there are more people.

A lot of customers often means that the food tastes good. This way of choosing a restaurant cannot be said to be 100% accurate, but it basically won't lead to major mistakes. For example, if a restaurant is empty at mealtime, it is basically a scam once you enter it.

Yun Heng took Michelle Lin to a barbecue restaurant that had more customers at this time and sat outside the restaurant.

When they sat down, Yun Heng had just pulled out the chair when Michelle Lin took out a tissue from her bag and wiped the stool.

"Doctor Yun, please sit down."

Michelle wiped the stool, greeted Yun Heng, wiped her own stool, and then sat down opposite Yun Heng.

"Thanks."

Yun Heng thanked her and handed the menu to Michelle Lin: "Mediator Mi, please order whatever you want."

"Dr. Yun, please order. I don't know what to order."

Michelle took a look at the menu and then pushed it to Yun Heng.

"All right."

Yun Heng took the menu, looked at it, and asked, "What does Mediator Mi usually like to eat?"

"I can do anything."

Michelle gave Yun Heng a smile and signaled him to order whatever he wanted.

"Is there anything you should avoid eating?" Yun Heng asked again.

"No."

Yun Heng then called the waiter and ordered two barbecues, one grilled fish, two cold dishes, and one crayfish.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Yun Heng ordered the dishes and then asked Michelle Lin.

"I'm fine with anything. If Dr. Yun wants to drink, I can accompany him."

There was a hint of anticipation in Michelle Lin's eyes as she spoke. She really hoped that Yun Heng would drink. If they did, it would be great no matter who got drunk.

"Two bottles of Bingfeng, then."

Yun Heng handed the menu to the waiter.

The waiter took the menu and subconsciously glanced at Yun Heng, thinking, is this guy an idiot?

The beauties said they didn't mind drinking, but this guy actually ordered two bottles of Bingfeng. This is just like Monkey King who trapped the Seven Fairies in the Peach Garden and went to steal peaches himself.

It is really hard to find a beauty of Michelle's level at this kind of roadside stall. At this moment, many men eating barbecue secretly glanced at Michelle intentionally or unintentionally, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and then found another opportunity to take another look.

Generally speaking, when having a barbecue, it is rare to encounter those hooligans who are bold enough to approach and tease beautiful women in recent years. Instead, it is more common to see those who do it in a sneaky way.

However, there was a table full of girls, who were very bold in staring at Yun Heng and even whispering to each other.

"Is this Bingfeng?"

It was the first time for Michelle to drink the two-yuan-a-bottle beverage that was most common in small restaurants and vendors in Xihua, and she was actually a little curious.

Although Michelle works at the street office, it is actually no different from a volunteer. She doesn't usually eat at the street office. This kind of roadside barbecue is the first time Michelle has come across this kind of drink, and it is naturally the first time for Michelle to encounter it.

"Hasn't Mi Mediator ever had this before?"

Yun Heng was a little surprised. This kind of drink was the most common in Xihua, and only some outsiders had rarely tried it.

"Yes, it's my first time drinking it."

Michelle said, biting the straw gently with her teeth and taking a sip: "It tastes good, quite delicious."

"Then I'll get another bottle for you later." Yun Heng said understandingly.

"Thank you, Dr. Yun."

Michelle thanked him sweetly.

Yun Heng is not a talkative person, especially when facing a girl like Michelle Lin who has ulterior motives.

Xu Bo's analysis of Yun Heng is quite pertinent.

Ever since he reached maturity, or to be more precise, when everyone around him had reached maturity, or at least had mature mindsets, and his friends no longer recognized their peers solely based on who was a good student or whose toys were more fun, Yun Heng has always been favored by girls.

When at least nine and a half out of ten girls will take the initiative to show their courtesy to Yun Heng, Yun Heng will not feel uncomfortable because a girl looks at him differently.

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