Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1214 Why Not Go Home

In a short while, the five of them had walked several dozen meters.

Sister Wang asked, "Where are we going?"

Xiao Wei turned around, looked at her, and said with a smile, "I'll find a place to sell you."

Sister Wang rolled her eyes: "Even if you had two lives, you wouldn't dare!" She pulled Zhang Yanhong and followed behind Xiao Wei.

Wan Bin walked up to Chen Hui with a grin: "Are you really going? I was just kidding."

Chen Hui said, "It's okay, we both need to eat anyway. The food over there is alright, and it's not far."

Seeing the group turn around and walk back, Hou Qiang, who had been silently following behind the two, stopped and looked at Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei said, "There's not much to eat here, and it's too far. Let's go to Bianyifang."

Hou Qiang nodded, turned around, and quickly walked over to get his car.

Sister Wang glanced at Xiao Wei: "Who is it? Are you all together?"

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "I'm scared to come here too. I have to bring a bodyguard for safety. Who knows what the situation is like down there?"

After walking a few steps, Hou Qiang drove up and parked next to them. Xiao Wei said, "How can five people sit? Why don't you and Zhang Yanhong sit in the front, Sister Wang? You can hold her a bit, and the three of us can sit in the back."

Chen Hui said, "I'll sit in the front, the four of you can squeeze in the back, you're all skinny anyway." He opened the passenger seat and climbed in, raising an eyebrow at Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei turned his head and looked around. Of the four people, only Sister Wang was a bit plump. She had a small frame and looked round, but she couldn't really be called fat. He nodded and said, "Okay, get in the car. The four of us will sit in the back."

Wan Bin was the first to climb up, laughing and saying, "This car is really tall! It's your car? That's awesome! How much does it cost?"

Sister Wang hesitated for a moment, but still pulled Zhang Yanhong into the car. Zhang Yanhong was a little excited at this moment. Her previous timid and scared appearance was completely gone. She blinked her big eyes and looked up, down, left, and right, and even reached out to touch it.

Xiao Wei got into the car and closed the door. Hou Qiang turned the steering wheel and drove north: "Bianyifang, right?"

Xiao Wei said, "Yes, Qianmen, the place we went to eat roast duck last time."

Hou Qiang said, "That place is alright, it's more satisfying than Quanjude, and the food is pretty good too. It seems like all the good old restaurants in Beijing are over there, like Bianyifang and Quanjude, Gongdelin, Xiaochangchen, Zhajiangmian, and Baodu."

Chen Hui said, "The restaurants here are indeed quite concentrated. It's actually quite good, it saves us the trouble of searching, we can just eat at each one in turn, and avoid getting tired of them."

Hou Qiang said, "You guys are the ones who get tired of it. People like us never get tired of it. We can eat it every day as long as it doesn't cost money." The group laughed, and the car turned onto Guang'anmen Street and headed east. It was only five or six kilometers from outside the gate to inside, and they arrived at Qianmen. They easily turned into the entrance of Bianyifang.

At this time, there were no pedestrian streets in this area; it was a dense network of narrow alleys and courtyards, with famous restaurants and theaters right on the main street. Guangdelou was located here.

After getting out of the car and entering the store, Sister Wang and Zhang Yanhong were a little reserved, while Wan Bin seemed more relaxed, smiling and looking around.

It's a little before 4:30 or 5:00, not yet lunchtime, so there aren't many people in the restaurant.

The group went upstairs and found a table by the window. Xiao Wei took the menu and handed it to Sister Wang: "Order whatever you want. Each of you can order one dish. Five dishes and a duck should be enough."

Sister Wang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xiao Wei: "A pig? How can it finish eating all that?"

Xiao Wei tossed Hou Qiang a cigarette and said, "If you can't finish it, just pack it up and take it home. Order something; their food takes a bit long."

The restaurant manager approached with a broad smile: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chen, you're here. What would you like to eat today?"

Restaurant owners are all perceptive, eloquent, socially adept, and have exceptional memories. The manager remembered Xiaowei and his family when they came last time.

We know Old Chen's identity.

Xiao Wei nodded to the manager: "Just invite a few friends. You go about your business, we can handle it ourselves."

The manager smiled, sized up Sister Wang, Zhang Yanhong, and Wan Bin, and made a mental note of it. He said, "Alright, I won't disturb your meal. Just call me if you need anything."

Zhang Yanhong leaned closer to look at the menu with Sister Wang, covering her mouth and whispering, "It's so expensive! That's outrageous!"

Sister Wang grinned: "This is definitely not a place for ordinary people like us to eat. It makes my blood boil."

Chen Hui said, "Why don't you just ignore the price? Just take whichever one you want."

Sister Wang glanced at Chen Hui and said, "I want to eat all these dishes just by looking at the recipe, since I've never tried them before."

Xiao Wei's phone rang; it was Qin Xuemei calling. "Xiao Wei, where are you? Are you coming home for dinner?"

Xiao Wei said, "Xiao Hui and I ate outside at the front gate, so you don't need to worry about us. We'll come back after we finish eating."

Qin Xuemei hummed in agreement and hung up the phone. Sister Wang looked up and asked, "Is your wife checking up on you?"

Xiao Wei said, "My sister asked if I was going home for dinner. My wife doesn't check up on me."

Sister Wang asked, "Your home is in Kyoto?"

Xiao Wei said, "Not really. My family is in Fengtian, and I have a house here too. Let's order the food quickly, okay?"

Sister Wang and Zhang Yanhong discussed for a while and ordered two dishes. Wan Bin was quicker. Chen Hui and Hou Qiang had already ordered without looking at the menu and asked the waiter to prepare them. Xiao Wei held a teacup and talked with Sister Wang and the others.

"Sister Wang, what kind of work do you do? How much does the total cost of your basement apartment amount to per month?"

"I work in cosmetics sales. My salary isn't high, just over two thousand. The basement apartment over there is three hundred and fifty. The water and electricity bills are about fifty or sixty to four hundred yuan a month."

The cost of transportation and food is about 500 yuan a month. After sending some money home, it's all gone. I have to save up to buy a piece of clothing.

I basically don't dare to eat snacks or fruit.

Wan Bin said, "Sister Wang's salary is considered high here. Salaries in the cosmetics industry are generally higher. We usually earn around 1,300 or 1,400, or 1,500 or 1,600. She also sends money home. It's good enough if she doesn't ask her family for money back. I know some people who work here, and most of them have to ask their families for money."

Chen Hui said, "Then what are you after? Why don't you go home?"

Wan Bin said, "I want to make a name for myself. I feel like there are more opportunities in Beijing. That's what I think anyway. If I work my way up for a few years, there will definitely be more opportunities than in my hometown. I'm still young."

Chen Hui asked, "Where are you from?"

Wan Bin said, "Yichun, have you heard of it?"

Chen Hui asked Sister Wang and Zhang Yanhong, "Where are you both from?"

Sister Wang said, "I'm from southern Hunan, and Xiaohong is from southern Henan. I've been in Beijing for almost four years now. Back then, I only earned a few hundred yuan a month, but now it's much better. Wanbin is lucky; his first job paid 1,400 or 1,500 yuan."

Wan Bin said, "Salaries are about the same now, but they're definitely higher than they were four years ago."

Zhang Yanhong said, "No, I only make 850 a month, plus a 100 bus fare allowance. I asked my classmates, and they're all doing about the same. Yours and Sister Wang's are doing quite well; there are so few jobs like that."

(End of this chapter)