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Chapter 69: Unexpectedly Hot

Tang San'er really couldn't believe that there was such a delicious thing in the world, and after eating this porridge in his stomach, he felt a warm stream of heat rising in his stomach, slowly dispelling his fatigue.

Tang San'er just took a bite and felt a sweet aftertaste in his mouth. Under the great shock of body and mind, he took the spoon again and gulped the rice porridge.

"San'er, don't scare me, don't use this method to passively resist." No matter how strong the fragrance is, it can't stop Tang Yiyi from worrying.

Tang San'er raised his head and glanced at Tang Yiyi, and shouted to the waiter not far away: "Give me another porridge here."

Even though Tang San'er realized it was normal, Tang Yiyi was still worried. If this was really good or bad, she didn't intend to forgive Dad.

Tang San'er's movements made many guests shook their heads as they watched. His chicken coop-style hair, plus a piece of unsatisfactory clothing, hadn’t been for a woman who looked good at him sitting opposite, I’m afraid someone would have taken the opportunity. Blasted him out.

Some people can't understand Tang San'er, but some are curious. Tang San'er's movements are natural and his expression is also very real. Coupled with the fragrance floating in the air, people want to know what Tang San'er is eating. Is the product really that delicious?

"Give me a porridge for that table of guests. Thank you." People who dare to eat crabs naturally have them, and those who can come to this place will not feel sorry for that little money.

A few orders go on, mostly with curiosity ingredients, and there are still a few people who really want to eat porridge seriously.

Another porridge came up, and Tang San'er, who had been immersed in the bitterness, finally raised his head and said seriously: "Sister, eat quickly, this porridge is really delicious."

Seeing the rice porridge on Tang San'er's face, Tang Yiyi was a little bit dumbfounded. No matter how delicious this thing was, how could she eat a pot of porridge that was twice as big as her face!

Don't know if it was an illusion or something, Tang Yiyi felt that Tang San'er's face looked better than when he first saw it.

Originally there was no staple food, Tang Yiyi can be regarded as a face to Tang San'er, just eat some rice porridge.

The lid of the casserole was opened, Tang Yiyi's eyes flushed as soon as the steaming water vapor hit her face, and an indescribable emotion spread in her heart. At this moment, she inexplicably wanted to cry.

The warm, fragrant smell, just like a mother's embrace.

My memory has long appeared in my mind as a fuzzy image, even if it is blurred, it feels so warm.

Use a spoon to serve the rice porridge like a bowl, gently put it in the mouth with a spoon, and Tang Yiyi's two rows of tears glided across his cheeks.

She could also make this taste back then?If she were there, wouldn't her brother be like this?

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Tang San'er asked carefully, he didn't know why Tang Yiyi burst into tears.

Tang Yiyi took a deep breath, wiped the tears off his face, shook his head and said: "It's okay, I am moved by this porridge. I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time."

Tang San'er let out a long breath, he thought he was the one who provoked Tang Yiyi.

Seeing Tang San'er's expression, Tang Yiyi felt angry from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to add a blockage to him after eating, but now it seems that it is not working.

"Are you really unwilling to go to the company?"

As soon as this words came out, Tang San'er's whole spirit was half vented, and he smiled bitterly: "My good sister, can't you let me have a good meal?"

"No." Tang Yiyi raised his head triumphantly.

Tang San'er sighed, put down the spoon in his hand, slightly meditated, and said, "I really don't want to follow my father's footsteps, and, sister, look, people here have struggled for most of their lives before sitting here. But what about you and me? You can have all of this when you are born, and your and me struggles, even if they are big, are just icing on the cake."

"I want to know how to go out!" Tang San'er said solemnly for the first time.

"You want to break it by yourself? Do you know what you are worth? What can you do, do you know?"

The question Tang Yiyi asked was very realistic, but Tang San'er said solemnly: "I can't guarantee anything now, but I want you to go back and talk to the tyrant. Leave me alone within five years of graduating from university. If I succeed, he For the stall, he will give it to whoever he likes. If I am unsuccessful, I will take his burden."

"By the way, I'm a bit uncomfortable when you talk like this." Tang Yiyi looked at Tang San'er seriously, and she suddenly realized that the younger brother who needed her to take care of had grown up.

"Good guys have aspirations everywhere! Just like this porridge, it's light and bland. Isn't it sold in the Nanhu Club? Ordinary things can't be made into boutiques."

"So delicious! Waiter, give me another one."

"I want it too! It's so delicious."

"Tongues are about to be swallowed! You waiters are also really, such a delicious thing, you don't even introduce it, do you want to do it? Go get me another one, or I will call your manager immediately Complain to you."

"Waiter, give me two more servings. Our family is not enough to eat."

"..."

One after another shouts sounded in the lobby, and the elegant clubhouse at the moment looked like a night market with surging people.But those who have eaten it can't care about this, they just want to have one more, so that they can taste the deliciousness.

"Is it really so delicious?" When many people asked for porridge, many people whispered in doubt.

"Lao Zhang, are you eating here too? Is this porridge really so delicious?" Seeing someone you know, someone immediately asked.

The person who was called nodded at the questioner holding a bowl, and expressed his love for this congee with practical actions.

Seeing that man's actions, many people did not hesitate, and opened their mouths to call the waiter to try the porridge.

Tang Yiyi looked around and chuckled softly: "It seems that what you said is ordinary, not ordinary, right? It must be the best in any way!"

How can something that can make high-end people disregard demeanor be called ordinary?

Tang San'er looked depressed, but he didn't say anything. You guys just came out and slapped your face. Is this routine suitable?

The clubhouse is as noisy as a market, and Zhang Tuo has to come forward. After all, this is a high-end place, and many people don't like the lively dining environment.

Zhang Tuo bowed slightly to the surroundings, but he was happy in his heart. He raised his voice slightly and shouted at the surroundings: "First of all, I have to say sorry to many people here! This congee product was launched by our club. , Today is a lottery set for you by the club. No matter who comes, as long as you order the congee, we will give it naturally. There is no limit! Even if you are a diamond member and you do not order the congee, you will wait for the quantity. Even if we want it, we can't provide it."

Everyone who ordered the congee was very excited, and inadvertently, their treatment surpassed that of diamond members.

Those who did not order the congee frowned slightly, and they heard an important message from it, that is, the number is limited.

"How many servings are there today?" someone asked, still holding a glimmer of hope.

"Sorry, today's supply is sold out." Zhang Tuo apologized, and all the joy in his heart was hidden in his heart.

"What? It's sold out so soon? Is there anything wrong? You can't even get a few bowls of porridge in a clubhouse like this?"

Faced with doubts, Zhang Tuo smiled and nodded, pointing to the air, and said: "If it is ordinary congee, I can get you as much as the customer wants, even if it is air transport. But it is so fragrant. Congee, except for the daily supply, I really can’t make any extras.”

Zhang Tuo's answer, neither humble nor overbearing, made the man touch a soft nail.

"Then when will it be available tomorrow? Are there any conditions required?"

Zhang Tuo liked this kind of guest, and smiled and nodded slightly to the speaker, saying: "Members above the gold level have opportunities, but they need to be ranked."

The current levels of Nanhu Clubhouse are divided into four levels: silver, gold, platinum, and diamond. According to Zhang Tuo, as long as you are not just a member, you basically have the opportunity to become a congee taster.

Hearing what Zhang Tuo said, most people breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this thing is supplied, if you can't eat it today, you can eat it tomorrow.

As the club’s manager, Zhang Tuo naturally has to take care of every member. He went on to say: “Of course the club will not be so impersonal, and we will take care of the silver members. Two silver members are randomly selected every day to taste the porridge for free. Product!"

"Haha... Manager Zhang, can I be downgraded to a silver member? It seems to be an advantage."

This joke has won a lot of laughter. People who can come here, even if they are silver members, are worthy of the money. Who can make a difference?They are quite sure about the club’s approach, with human touch and business acumen.

"Boss Yu, if you want to, I can handle it for you." Zhang Tuo smiled and then added: "I may have forgotten to say a little bit. When the number is ranked, the higher the membership level, the advantage gained is The larger the size, the higher the probability of eating porridge. Because it is a limited supply, there is only one serving per person per day."

"Manager Zhang, I am the first to book tomorrow's porridge." As soon as Zhang Tuo finished speaking, someone raised his hand immediately.

"Manager Zhang, me too."

"There is still me, there is still me."

"Manager Zhang, save me a porridge."

One after another, someone raised their hands, for fear that they might not be able to eat tomorrow's porridge.Driven by these people, the clubhouse presents a lively scene, as if bidding for a precious collection.

Zhang Tuo smiled slightly, this kind of hot scene was what he expected.

No one can escape the magic of Li Weiwei!