After talking about the business.

The food in the kitchen is also ready.

Due to lack of preparation time, I only cooked six dishes this time.

This time, the kingdom did not prepare snacks after the meal, so the task of serving the dishes could only fall on a few of them.

Lao Zhao is over 70 years old. He is only responsible for cooking. As for serving food, he does not do such things.

After all, cooks also have dignity.

Fortunately, Wang Guozheng and the others respect Lao Zhao very much.

"Anguo, come in and eat."

Yang Jun kicked Yang Anguo, who was squatting in the yard watching the ants move.

Yang Jun was talking inside just now, but Yang Anguo refused to go in and stayed in the yard.

"Brother, why don't I serve as the driver?"

Yang Anguo looked embarrassed.

However, there was a trace of heat in his eyes, his Adam's apple twitched, and he was almost drooling.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are thick-skinned, it doesn't matter."

"Thank you, brother."

Yang Jun has said so. If Yang Anguo can't understand what it means anymore, he might as well find a piece of tofu and hit the ball to death.

Since Yang Jun said he can serve it, it means that he is the only one who can be so casual.

Just now, he had been squatting at the door of the kitchen and looking at it for a long time. The smell of the food was so tempting.

He thought to himself that he had only been working as a driver for Yang Jun for a few days and had eaten two good meals.

Although he didn't enjoy the dumplings that time, he still tasted them. Today was even better. He just saw the old man in the kitchen stewing a pot of elbows.

At this moment, he very much regretted the decision he had made, and at the same time he was very envious of Ma Juzi. This guy had been with Yang Jun for so long and had eaten a lot of good things.

Six dishes filled the dining table, and there were freshly made white-flour steamed buns in the cage next to them.

Several people didn't drink any wine this time and went straight to dinner.

Wang Guozheng and Zhong Yuemin had already eaten, and at the moment they were mainly talking to Yang Jun.

The only people who really do the work are Yang Jun and Yang Anguo.

The food cooked by Lao Zhaotou was indeed extraordinary. Yang Jun ate three steamed buns in a row before he was full. Yang Anguo didn't know how much he ate, but he never stopped.

Finally, after baskets of white flour steamed buns were eaten, Yang Anguo was finally full.

Wang Guozheng and Zhong Yuemin witnessed the birth of a real loser throughout the whole process. They kept praising Yang Anguo for his strong physique and trying to win him over to follow them.l

After having enough wine and food.

Seeing that there were two elbows on the table, Yang Jun waved his hand and said,

"Pack."

"Pfft!"

Wang Guozheng: "Brother Junzi, isn't that the case?"

Zhong Yuemin: "How about I ask Lao Zhao to go over and cook a meal for you another day?"

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't worry about it, I just don't want to waste food."

Yang Jun stood up, picked up the big bowl of elbows and handed it to Yang Anguo.

"I'm back. See you at twelve o'clock tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

…

On the way back.

Yang Anguo was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the sea bowl in both hands, staring at the soup in the bowl, for fear of spilling it.

"Brother, thank you."

Yang Anguo knew that Yang Jun wanted these two elbows specifically for himself, otherwise, given his status, he would not do such a derogatory thing.

Yang Jun was driving while looking at Yang Anguo's funny look.

"The child has been crying a lot recently. Is he hungry?"

Yang Anguo said with a bitter face: "Yes, Xiangxiu doesn't have enough milk and the child doesn't have enough to eat, so why don't you make a fuss?"

"Buy some milk powder and mix it in."

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, he regretted it.

If we could buy milk powder, why would our children go hungry?

Yang Anguo's salary is not enough to feed himself every month. A bucket of milk powder worth 12 yuan is not something he can afford.

"I still have two barrels of milk powder at home. You can take them back later."

"No, brother, the child can just drink rice porridge."

Yang Anguo refused.

Two buckets of milk powder were almost his monthly salary. It was okay to eat and drink with Yang Jun, but it was absolutely impossible for him to accept such an expensive gift.

Yang Jun was speechless upon hearing this.

The child is only over two months old, can he get used to drinking that stuff?

The clear soup with little water will not make you hungry.

"Okay, I've never seen you polite before. What happened today?" Yang Jun teased.

Usually, this boy and Ma Juzi often stole wine from themselves and ate meat piece by piece, but they had never been so polite as today.

"Brother, you see you bought me a bicycle and took me to eat good food. I feel embarrassed."

"What are you embarrassed about? I'm your brother and I can't write two Chinese characters in one sentence."

Yang Jun's face darkened and he said: "Just keep the things I give you from now on, and don't worry about other things. Do you understand?"

Yang Anguo choked a few times, then blushed and said, "I know, brother."

Although Yang Anguo is a tall and powerful person, he is afraid of Yang Jun.

At this moment, seeing that Yang Jun was a little unhappy, he quickly agreed.

After returning home.

Yang Jun pretended to go back to the living room and took out two buckets of milk powder from the space and gave them to Yang Anguo.

After Yang Anguo left, Yang Jun went to the east wing and took a look, but Yang Laosi was not there.

Ever since Yi Qiushui went to the countryside, Yang Jun had left early and returned late. This girl had no one to take care of her anymore, so she simply slept in the yard next door at night.

Yang Jun didn't ask her to come back, but took a bath and went to bed.

Early the next morning, Yang Jun arrived at the factory.

They immediately dispatched two trucks, called ten people from the security team, and then left the factory.

After receiving the medicine, he planned to deliver it to Huangtai Commune in person.

He didn't know how long he would stay there this time, so he didn't take Yang Anguo with him.

After all, there is no man in the family, so he doesn't feel at ease.

The car drove for nearly two hours before arriving at the school where the last transaction was held.

When he arrived, the kingdom had been waiting for a long time.

This time, Zhong Yuemin did not come. In Wang Guozheng's words, the snacks served last night were so sweet that he couldn't get up.

When Yang Jun heard this, he took it as a joke and didn't take it to heart.

Zhong Yuemin gets the medicinal wine from him every month, just like a dead tree blooming with spring, and he never misses every opportunity.

Yang Jun and Wang Guo were squatting aside and smoking, watching the people who brought them carry medicines to the car.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Brother Junzi, these medicines are sent to the northwest. For your sake, I have offended the people there."

The Righteous Way of the Kingdom.

"Okay, don't be miserable in front of me. I'll give you an extra 200,000 yuan in supplies next time."

When Wang Guozheng heard this, his eyes lit up, he gave a thumbs up and said: "The situation is bad!"

"Brother Jun Zi, why not be generous and make up the whole sum? How about five hundred thousand supplies?"

"Isn't two hundred thousand enough?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Guozheng, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I really can't get it."

"I'm just the director of a steel rolling mill, and I don't specialize in your line of work. Where can I get so many supplies?"
To be continued...