Song Zixuan held the bowl and didn't know what to say for a moment, but just grinned and nodded awkwardly.

Yang Xue smiled slightly, her pink face was moist, and I have to say that it completely exuded the beauty of the girl.

Song Zixuan looked at Yang Xue and felt that the little deer in his heart ran back and forth, and he had bumped into his deepest sanity many times.

"Haha, drink it slowly. I have washed all the dishes this morning and have been put on for Uncle Zhang."

After Yang Xue finished speaking, she supported her chin with her palm and looked at Song Zixuan with her little head tilted, as if she was about to stare at him and finish drinking the bowl of porridge.

Song Zixuan took a sip of porridge and wanted to see Yang Xue's face, but he was a little embarrassed. He only dared to glance at him with his own light. He thought to himself, Xiaoxue is so beautiful, I really want to stay forever at this moment.

Although Yang Xue may not be as delicate as Tang Yaqi that Song Zixuan met in the Antique City, after all, Yang Xue is close to her, and her gentle aura directly infected him, which is definitely an impact on Song Zixuan, who has no emotional experience.

Seeing this scene, Yang Dahui was so happy that he secretly praised his good daughter in his heart.

"You two young men are here for a while, I'll go and dispose of yesterday's accounts haha." After that, he walked to the bar and left the space for Song Zixuan and Yang Xue.

"Is a bowl of porridge enough? I'll serve you a little more?" Seeing that Song Zixuan finished drinking, Yang Xue stood up and said.

"Enough, haha, I'll go to work."

Song Zixuan was about to get up, but Yang Xue held him down: "Oh, I didn't tell you that I've washed the dishes and cut the kitchen. Look, I've wiped all the tables, just sit here, I'll make a glass of water for you, and wait."

After saying that, Yang Xue went to the bar to pour a cup of hot water. Yang Daechu secretly gave his thumbs up at his daughter, while Yang Xue pouted at him, as if reluctant.

But Song Zixuan was really confused. Happiness came so suddenly that such a goddess actually cooked porridge and poured water for herself. He had never thought about this before.

"Swish!Swish!"

At this time, two whistles came from outside the door. Song Zixuan turned his head and looked at it immediately showed a smile.

A little head lay on the door and smiled at Song Zixuan. It was the little beggar who came to the store to hide from the limelight that day.

"It's you, why are you here?" Song Zixuan got up and ran out, and said to the little beggar.

"Hehe, I have nothing to do, come and see you, how about it? Didn't the bad guys that day come to cause trouble, right?" the little beggar said with a smile.

Song Zixuan shook his head and said, "No, haha, how could you, a little beggar, provoke those people in society?"

"Oh, it's hard to describe it."

As he said that, the little beggar sat cross-legged on the ground, looking moved like an adult. Song Zixuan couldn't help but laugh. This little beggar was very cute.

"How old are you, depending on how you are."

The little beggar shook his head slowly and sighed: "Some things may not be due to age. The burden on his shoulders is too heavy. The pressure is really great. Sometimes I will be hungry just after I finish my meal. By the way, do I have any food?"

"Ah? Yes, yes, yes, but the boss is here, so why not... Can you come here tonight?" Song Zixuan said with some embarrassment.

As she was talking, Yang Xue walked out of the door and was startled to see the little beggar beside Song Zixuan. Yang Xue was eighteen years old and a girl again. She naturally liked to be clean. The little beggar in front of her, who was dirty and had sticky hair, was really disgusting to her.

"You... go to another house to beg for food, don't stay at my door." Yang Xue called out subconsciously.

The little beggar was obviously used to it and said nothing, but just grinned at Song Zixuan. However, at this moment, Song Zixuanque saw a little helplessness in the smile. It was indeed the case. If he had money, who would beg dirtyly?

"Xiaoxue, he... is my friend." Song Zixuan felt a little embarrassed to speak, but he still told him the heartache for the little beggar.

This sentence made the little beggar's eyes wet. In so many years... it was the first time someone said that he was a friend, and in front of others.

He patted Song Zixuan on the shoulder: "Brother, I, Gu Xiaobao, remember these words, and you also remember that starting today, you are my friend!"

While speaking, Gu Xiaobao exuded a domineering aura all over his body, which made Song Zixuan not recognize him for a moment. This tone really didn't look like the little beggar said.

"Friend? But he..." Yang Xue looked at Gu Xiaobao with disgust, but she didn't know how to continue. After all, she was going to win over Song Zixuan now.

"Friend? Haha, the waiter's friend is a friend of our store, little guy, come in." Yang Xue was blindfolded, and Yang Dahui walked out directly behind her. I have to say that as long as you can keep Song Zixuan, he can do whatever he wants.

Song Zixuan really doesn't understand what's wrong with the boss. In order to keep him these days, he has completely changed his personality. However, since Yang Dachui has already said it, he nodded: "This is our boss, it's a good person, come in."

Gu Xiaobao naturally would not be polite, so he walked in swayingly. Yang Dachui hurriedly ordered Zhang Kui to come over and order him.

For Yang Dahui, Song Zixuan is a treasure in the store now, and his daughter is even more precious, so naturally he ordered Zhang Kui.

Gu Xiaobao picked up the menu and looked at it, pointing to the picture above and said, "This one is one, um... This one is one, yes, this one is also needed, this one looks good, you can start a serving, cook some dumplings, and then..."

"Ahem... have you eaten?" Zhang Kui said with contempt.

"Hey, what's your attitude? I was invited by your boss. Are you going to rebel?" Gu Xiaobao was so powerful, but no matter how he looked, he had a bit of a villain's success...

"You..." Zhang Kui was so angry that he immediately looked back at Yang Dachui, who just spread his hands helplessly. Zhang Kui gritted his teeth and said, "Eat, be careful to be overwhelmed!"

Gu Xiaobao gave him a blank look and ignored him: "Go, just order so much. I'll be gentle, make lighter, and make it salty and remade it!"

"You... OK, boy, you're there!"

Zhang Kui walked into the kitchen with his hand. This was the first time he was scolded by beggars in his life. The most important thing was that he was scolded and had to cook for others. If he couldn't cook well, he had to remake it. Zhang Kui had ten thousand alpacas floating by in his heart. What was wrong with the boss...

Soon, a few dishes came up, and Gu Xiaobao vented the clouds and saw that he was hungry, without using chopsticks, and squatted on the chair and grabbed them with his hands. The vegetable oil was thrown everywhere. Song Zixuan had seen this scene, but Yang Dachui and Zhang Kui were really stunned...

After eating, Gu Xiaobao leaned on the back of the chair and patted his stomach: "When you are full, it is not delicious, but it is not difficult to swallow, so you don't need to remake it."

Zhang Kui's face was so angry that he wanted to say something, but he still held it back. After all, he didn't need to be serious with a little beggar.

"Xiaobao, otherwise you can pack some to avoid getting hungry again at night."

Gu Xiaobao moved his mouth with a toothpick and smiled, "No, when did you see a beggar packing after eating? Let's talk about it when you're hungry at night. You'll be called a beggar after eating it for the first meal but not the next meal, haha."

"You deserve to have a meal for the rest of your life!" Zhang Kui muttered with a laugh.

"I don't like to listen to your words anymore. What's wrong with begging? I'm a beggar and I'm glorious!" Gu Xiaobao glanced at Zhang Kui, then jumped off the chair.

Song Zixuan looked at Zhang Kui with apologetic eyes. After all, in his opinion, Gu Xiaobao was a bit too much. He cooked for you, but you were still so arrogant. Even if the beggar is glorious, he doesn't have this privilege...

After drinking and eating, Gu Xiaobao walked out of Chunxiangcai Restaurant with a big swagger. Yang Dachui asked Zhang Kui to clean up quickly. The food was full of oil. How could other guests eat when they came...

"Xiaobao, you just went too far. After all, they gave you food." Song Zixuan said.

"Haha, just kidding, why are you doing so seriously? By the way, brother, we are both friends and I don't know what your name is."

"My name is Song Zixuan. My family is Xing Er. They all call me waiter. You can call me anything." Song Zixuan said with a smile.

"Oh, Brother Song, Second Brother, I understand, ha, I'm leaving!" Gu Xiaobao left after saying that, and walked and swayed, which was so lazy.

After being troubled by Gu Xiaobao, Yang Dachui and others didn't even eat lunch. After all, when they saw the eating habit, they really had no appetite.

That night, after all the guests left, after the restaurant was cleaned, Yang Dachui said: "Xiaoxue, waiter, I'm a little tired, I'm leaving first. You two young people have a lot of topics, so let's talk slowly."

Song Zixuan looked embarrassed, but Yang Xue agreed readily.

After Yang Dachui left, he did not forget to close the door and leave time for the two young people.

Yang Xue brought a bottle of drink for Song Zixuan, then sat at the table and said, "Zixuan, I heard that you have started cooking now?"

Song Zixuan is honest on the surface, but he is not stupid in his heart. Whether it is Yang Daechui or Yang Xue, their purpose is Song Zixuan. How could the boss and the boss’ daughter treat him like this for no reason?

"Haha, there is nothing to do, of course it's Uncle Zhang who cooks." Song Zixuan said.

Yang Xue smiled and immediately approached Song Zixuan: "Oh? I heard that you fry a fried rice for my dad, but it tastes delicious. I don't care, I want to eat it too!"

Seeing Yang Xue acting cute, Song Zixuan couldn't stand it. After all, he had no emotional experience and was simply powerless to resist such teasing.

"I..." Song Zixuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and wanted to make one for Yang Xue, but when he remembered Fang Jingzhi's words, he gave up the idea. Before the fried rice is reflected, he must not be made casually. "I really can't. What I cooked is just the ordinary taste, just the boss praised me."

Seeing that Song Zixuan was not going to show his skills, Yang Xue pouted: "Hmph, do you hate me? That's why you didn't do it for me. I was so disgusted by that little beggar that I didn't eat for a day. Now I'm starving to death. Do you have the heart to watch me starve?"

Yang Xue naturally has his own purpose when she says this. If she doesn't test Song Zixuan's cooking skills and is not sure whether he really has potential, how could Yang Xue hand him over?

"I……"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Song Zixuan was in a dilemma when a rushing knock came from the door.
Chapter completed!