Chapter 274: Preparing to open a hot pot restaurant

Chen Xiang was already accustomed to these little movements of men, so she didn't react much and just pinched his palm with her fingertips.

Zhou Dongmeng's smile deepened.

You little rascal! You are so naughty.

Chen Xiang didn't think much about Yao Weiwei's behavior, but everything was uncertain.

She replied softly: "I don't know yet. Let's talk about it after we get off the bus."

Yao Weiwei: "I plan to stay a few more days. After all, I haven't been here for a long time. I want to have a good look around. Spring is coming soon, and there are many things I want to buy."

Yao Weiwei mentioned that she wanted to buy some things for the spring. Chen Xiang subconsciously glanced at Zhou Dongmeng. The man's clothes were still the same ones he wore when he was in the army. They were a little whitish from washing, and the torn parts were carefully patched.

She also has a lot of things to buy.

We need to buy more cloth. My parents-in-law and Zhou Dongmeng only have a few pieces of clothes that they wear over and over again. They should make some new clothes. Also, I should go to the pharmacy to get some medicine for my father-in-law's illness.

The next stop will arrive soon.

The four people got up and got off the bus. They all stretched their tired bodies and then found a hotel to stay in. Because they took the earliest bus, it was still early when they arrived in the city, only ten o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Dongmeng and Chen Xiang rested in the hotel for a while, then went out to eat at a small restaurant downstairs. But before they had walked far, they heard someone behind them calling, "Xiang Xiang."

The young couple turned around at the same time.

Yao Weiwei and Lin Shiqi were seen coming down from the stairwell one after another. Yao Weiwei took a few quick steps and hugged Chen Xiang's arm, fearing that she would run away.

Zhou Dongmeng's face fell again.

Damn it! It's haunting me and it won't stop!

He tugged at his spiky short hair impatiently, raised his hand to grab his wife's arm, and pulled her to his side with his wrist. He said to Yao Weiwei with cold eyes and a deep voice, "Sorry, Xiangxiang and I have something to do. We'll leave first. Please go ahead."

Having said that, without waiting for the other party's reaction, he pulled Chen Xiang out of the hotel.

Yao Weiwei looked at the two people's receding backs and bit her lip.

Lin Shiqi came over, lowered his eyes and said softly, "Since they have something to do and left first, let's go eat together."

Yao Weiwei looked sad and forced a smile: "Brother Shiqi, I'm not that hungry yet. Why don't you go by yourself? I'll go back to my room and rest first."

Lin Shiqi was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded: "Have a good rest."

Zhou Dongmeng and Chen Xiang had dinner and then went to the mall to buy some gifts. These were for a visit to designer Lin Zheng. After buying all the gifts, Zhou Dongmeng separated from Chen Xiang and went to Lin Zheng's home alone.

Chen Xiang watched Zhou Dongmeng get on the bus. She looked away only after the bus drove away and then she walked alone on the street.

Now, in the late 1980s, it is a period of rapid economic development.

Chen Xiang must seize the opportunity.

It was impossible for her to sell roasted sweet potatoes and boxed lunches for her whole life, but what else could she do in the vast business world? She didn't have the start-up capital to get into real estate, and she didn't have the skills to get into technology. Chen Xiang thought about it over and over again, and finally she could only start with food.

She has always been good at cooking.

During this time, I also learned a lot of skills and business methods in the hot pot city.

While thinking, Chen Xiang paid attention to the shops on the street. After wandering around aimlessly for a few times, she followed the crowd into the mall to buy some cloth.

After buying the cloth, she was tired and went straight back to the hotel.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when Zhou Dongmeng returned to the hotel carrying the gifts in the chill of the night.

Chen Xiang hasn't slept yet and is still waiting for him.

Seeing him coming back, she hurriedly got out of bed, but Zhou Dong suddenly stopped her: "Don't come over yet, I'm cold."

Chen Xiang was startled for a moment, then she smiled and ran to the man quickly. She stretched out her hands and hugged his waist tightly. She rubbed her fair and tender face against Zhou Dongmeng's hard and cold chest, then raised her head, her eyes sparkling, and smiled, "I'm warm."

Zhou Dongmeng smiled helplessly, raised his hand and stroked her left cheek a few times with his still warm palm.

It feels both distressed and warm.

A heart harder than iron becomes as soft as silk.

Chen Xiang dared to hug her, but Zhou Dongmeng didn't. After laughing, he pulled his wife away from his arms, pressed her on the edge of the bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up simply.

Chen Xiang stood up again, ran to the bathroom door, and asked concernedly, "Is it not going well today?"

The gift was brought back intact no matter how it was taken away.

"Um."

Zhou Dong responded fiercely.

Chen Xiang's voice was soft and tender: "What should we do?"

Zhou Dong suddenly opened the bathroom door, his eyes, as dark as the night, lowered and fell on the face of his young wife in front of him, and a light gradually ignited in his eyes.

The man smiled and raised his eyebrows in a sly way: "How about you help me?"

Chen Xiang tilted her head back and asked foolishly, "How can I help?"

Zhou Dongmeng suddenly lowered his head, and his slightly cool lips fell on his wife's soft lips. He sucked hard and said softly, "Like this."

Chen Xiang widened her eyes, shocked and annoyed.

She pressed the back of her hand against her lips, her fair cheeks blushing. She glared at the man, then felt unsatisfied and raised her hand to pat his hard chest.

Chen Xiang didn't know whether he was in pain or not.

Anyway, her hands hurt from the beating.

Zhou Dongmeng watched his little wife angrily avoid him, throw herself on the bed, burrow into the quilt, and ignore him.

The man was curious, and the smile on his lips deepened. He walked over slowly, took off his shoes and got on the bed. He hugged Chen Xiang through the quilt, rubbed his forehead against her little head under the quilt, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Wife, help me..."

The temperature on Chen Xiang's face grew even hotter: "..."

Stinky man!

You bastard!

I'm still thinking about this outside!

snort!

Zhou Dong suddenly saw that the baby in his arms didn't move. He reached out his hand mischievously through the seam of the quilt, grabbed Chen Xiang's fingers, and said softly: "Did your hand hurt just now? Let me rub it for you."

Chen Xiang was so embarrassed and annoyed that she wanted to kick him off the bed.

However, the movement of Zhou Dongmeng's rough fingertips rubbing her soft fingertips seemed to cast a magic spell, causing the temperature on her face to surge, her limbs to become weak, and she became increasingly powerless, burying herself in the quilt like an ostrich.

Zhou Dongmeng laughed.

Chen Xiang poked her furry little head out from under the quilt with a red face, opened her mouth and bit Zhou Dongmeng's shoulder, "Hmph, you teased me, I'll bite you to death!"

Zhou Dong didn't feel any pain at all. He leaned over and buried his face in his wife's neck.

Chen Xiang shuddered: "..."

How bad!

"Wife..."

The man called her in a low voice, and his hot breath sprayed on her skin, causing Chen Xiang to shiver again. She subconsciously hid in Zhou Dongmeng's arms. He smiled grimly and reached out to hug his wife even tighter.

The two of them spent the night in a sticky state.

The next day, they went their separate ways as usual. Zhou Dongmeng took the gifts to hire a designer, while Chen Xiang planned to find a shop, a shop suitable for opening a hot pot restaurant.

After walking around the city center, I found a bungalow a few hundred meters south of the roundabout. It had a good location, a large space, and a yard. Chen Xiang remembered that a restaurant opened here a few years later. And further south, there was a commercial center with a very large customer flow.

She has saved a lot of money during this period, so it should be enough for her to rent this place.

Chen Xiang made up her mind, wrote down the phone number, went to a public phone on the roadside and called the landlord to explain her purpose.

After a while, the landlord came over panting on a 28-inch bicycle.

The man was wearing a military coat and looked to be in his forties. He had elegant manners and must be a cultured person.

After meeting, we introduced each other.

Chen Xiang knew that the landlord's surname was Li.

He opened the yard, took Chen Xiang for a walk, and talked about the rent. After a long discussion, Chen Xiang successfully bought the land.

It was already noon when the two signed the contract.

Chen Xiang was always forthright in her work and her words were pleasing to the ears. The landlord had given in on the rent again and again, and she naturally knew how much the landlord was hurt, so she offered to treat him to a meal.

The two went to a nearby stew restaurant, sat down to eat and chat. After learning more about the situation, the landlord learned that Chen Xiang was planning to open a hot pot restaurant. He clapped his hands excitedly: "Opening a hot pot restaurant is great, I like the hustle and bustle! Opening a restaurant, with people coming and going, how great it is!"

Chen Xiang pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother Li, it's just the beginning now, and I don't know if opening a hot pot restaurant will be successful!"

"It will definitely work! Just put your mind at ease and work hard. Since you rented my house, it means we are destined to be together. So, I'll give you a hand. You must decorate your shop, right? I know a carpenter who can make tables and benches. I'll tell him later. He'll make it much cheaper than the workers you hired from outside."

Chen Xiang's face lit up: "Thank you, Brother Li."

The landlord waved his hands and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, sister. I work at the city government next door. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me."

Chen Xiang nodded.

Although there is not necessarily anything I can do to help, I can't refuse the landlord's kindness.

The two of them had dinner in a restaurant.

Outside the restaurant, Yao Weiwei stood in a corner, looking through the bright window at Chen Xiang and another strange man talking and laughing in the hotel, and she smiled.

Isn’t she Zhou Dongmeng’s wife?

Why did she turn around and talk and laugh with another man?

Lin Shiqi had to go to work, so he took a bus back home this morning. Yao Weiwei stayed in the city, and there was nothing else for her to do. But when she thought of Zhou Dongmeng and Chen Xiang who lived downstairs, she was unwilling to go back like that.

I don't know what the couple are busy with. They are nowhere to be seen so early in the morning.

Yao Weiwei came out of the hotel and was about to buy something to take back, but unexpectedly she saw Chen Xiang having dinner with a strange man when she passed by a restaurant.

You don't cherish such a good husband.

Are you flirting with men everywhere?

Yao Weiwei tightened her fingers, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, and she bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind!