Cao Yajun was not surprised to hear his words, because he already knew the general situation of Xu Xiangyang.
“Many people have been transferred to lower levels from various units, which is a good opportunity,” he said abruptly.
Xu Xiangyang looked at him in surprise. Did he mean that he wanted to mentor him?
However, Cao Yajun didn't give him a chance to ask questions and got into the car directly.
The two didn't speak to each other the whole way. Judging from their attitude, he knew they probably hadn't made up their minds yet, so asking them would be pointless.
After returning home, Xu Xiangyang went back to his room first, then brought out five packets of spicy hot pot and cooked one packet in the kitchen.
I didn't get enough to eat at Ma Xinping's house either. That fat Lu can eat so much, I couldn't even get any food from him. I'll have to come back and eat some more.
I guess everyone else felt the same way, so they didn't feel any resentment or anything like that.
This stuff smells really good, so it didn't take long for everyone in the house to smell it after it was put in the pot.
Wang Xiumin was craving something at that moment, and when she came over and saw what Xu Xiangyang was cooking, she came over to check on him.
"What are you making, son? It smells so good." The way she peeked out showed how much she was craving it.
The pot was simmering with green vegetables and lamb rolls, along with some noodles; it looked very appetizing.
He cooked it only slightly spicy, and after eating, he was going to rest, because his stomach couldn't handle it if it was too spicy.
"Cook something to eat, what are you doing?" Xu Xiangyang looked at her with a half-smile, but didn't say anything to offer her anything to eat.
Wang Xiumin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Cook some for Mom, I want some too."
She couldn't take it anymore; she was so tired of eating bland, bland food. Just seeing this made her drool uncontrollably.
This image is simply unbearable to look at.
Xu Xiangyang felt somewhat helpless, but he understood her; she had to be careful about what she wanted to eat for the sake of her child.
He said, "Come inside first, I'll cook you a meal and bring it over in a bit."
This one is spicy, so Wang Xiumin can't eat it. I'll make a non-spicy one later.
Wang Xiumin wanted this, but thinking that her child had rushed to the kitchen as soon as he got back and probably hadn't eaten yet, she nodded and went back.
Even if you're really craving it, a little longer won't make a difference. Let's go back and wait.
While the two of them sat down at the table to eat spicy hot pot, the rest of the family watched with longing.
Wang Zhongshan held Gouwa, and Granny Wang held Gousheng, and they just watched the two of them.
"Haven't you eaten?" Xu Xiangyang glanced at the clock; it was already three in the afternoon, and they should have eaten lunch by now.
Grandma Wang, holding the child, said, "We've already eaten, we're not hungry. We just watched you eat so heartily, you silly child."
They eat three meals a day, with dinner being late, usually around six o'clock, after they get off work.
Today is my day off. Although I didn't plan to eat so late, I'm not hungry.
Xu Xiangyang nodded and said, "I'll cook this for you guys tonight, it's quite delicious."
This isn't unhealthy. What's wrong with vegetables and noodles? He didn't sell meatballs. Wouldn't it be even tastier to use the lamb and beef rolls from his space?
The two elders had no objections; they were happy with whatever they ate.
While Xu Guangtian was sleeping inside, he could smell the aroma of food constantly in front of his nose.
He opened his sleepy eyes and took a careful sniff; it did indeed have a very strong fragrance.
"What did you do? Why didn't you call me for dinner?" He sat there, somewhat bewildered.
I can still hear the sound of noodles slurping coming from the living room. Why haven't they called him yet?
Xu Guangtian got out of bed, put on his shoes, and came out to see two elderly people holding a child, while two others were chatting about what delicious food they were eating.
"You two are really something, not even inviting me to meals!" He sat down next to me, somewhat annoyed.
After finishing the last sip of soup, Wang Xiumin let out a satisfied burp, "Burp..."
She wiped her mouth and said, "Why did I call you? It's not lunchtime yet."
"It's not mealtime yet, why are you two eating already!" He looked at the empty bowl, though the room still smelled delicious.
Wang Xiumin looked at Xu Guangtian and said, "The child hasn't eaten since he came back, so he should eat something. Why don't you eat it tonight? You ate five steamed buns for lunch, are you still hungry?"
Xu Xiangyang finished eating, but didn't drink the soup. He'll have some drinks later.
"I'm going back to lie down for a while." With that, he patted his backside and left.
Xu Guangtian looked at the remaining spicy hot pot soup on the table, picked up the bowl and took a sip, then his eyes lit up.
"What is this? It smells so good." He took a sip and tasted the aroma of sesame paste, though of course he didn't know what sesame paste was.
From childhood to adulthood, that was something only wealthy families ate; I've barely even had sesame oil twice.
Xu Guangtian smacked his lips, feeling somewhat unsatisfied, but there was no one to make it for him.
"Dad, this stuff is pretty good. Why don't you ask Xiumin to make some for you?" He was trying to get Wang Zhongshan to join him so he could have a taste too.
Wang Zhongshan knew exactly what his son-in-law was up to at a glance. Holding his grandson, he said, "Xiangyang made it. Let him make it for you."
Anyway, we can eat it tonight, so he's not in a hurry. Eating too much isn't good for older people; it's fine as long as we eat on time.
Seeing that he had failed, Xu Guangtian could only smack his lips and decide to eat it later that evening.
On the other side, Xu Xiangyang, having eaten and drunk his fill, opened a bottle of soda, gulped down half of it, let out a burp, and then lay down on the bed contentedly.
Modern food tastes better. I used to eat rice dishes all the time, but after a while, they got boring.
Now, it feels so good to occasionally have a nice meal.
He lay there for a while, then reappeared in the space. The space was very different from when he first arrived. It used to be full of goods, but now it was empty except for the shipping containers.
Even the shipping containers were mostly empty; there was nothing inside.
However, Xu Xiangyang is not in a hurry now. He has money and can use it to make more money later.
The most important thing is that the items are replaced with what is needed.
He exchanged everything in the space except for meat and grains for money.
There are two large suitcases on the ground, containing more than two million yuan in payments for goods, which can be used as start-up capital.
The amount of money was indeed small, but he wanted to exchange it for cash as soon as possible, so he sold most of the items at a loss.
Of course, these things don't cost money. In his view, if he sells something worth 100 yuan for 20 yuan, he'll still make a profit.
Keeping some things bottled up might not be a good thing for him. Who knows if that door will ever be able to open again?
The money can be used again in a few years. If the door can always be opened, that would be even better, so we can do business again later.
Xu Xiangyang's identity in that world is all set; all that's left is to start doing business.
However, this requires opportunity; it's not something you can do just because you want to.
He turned and left the space, then lay down on the bed.
Cao Yajun's words were still echoing in his ears. What exactly did this man want to do?
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