This lunch, because Ye Youyang insisted on being the east, Xiang Beidou had to follow her to the Jiuxiang Mala restaurant.

Although the hygiene in the store was not as bad as Beidou imagined, he still frowned slightly.

"Xiao Yezi, it's rare that you can come to your aunt's store before you graduate, and I'll give you a 50% discount today." The neat and neat proprietress held a bowl of fragrant spicy noodles in one hand and said with a warm smile.

"Fifty percent off is not good, auntie, you are going to lose money, just eight percent off, for an auspicious picture." Ye Yuyang reciprocated with the same warm smile.

"Okay, 80% off will be 80% off, remember to come when you pass by here in the future, and give you a discount." The proprietress is not hypocritical, and said generously.

"Why are all the bosses in the neighborhood of the school so enthusiastic?" Xiang Beidou said sourly.

In fact, he also wants to say, for Mao, you don't have this enthusiasm for me? Anyway, we have had a wedding, kissed and slept in, is it better to be an outsider?

"I've been eating for four years, and I'm like a neighbor, can I not be enthusiastic?" Ye Youyang didn't think so, she didn't understand the subtext of Mr. Xiang at all.

Xiang Beidou was choked by her answer, and simply lowered his head to fight against those spicy skewers.

The taste was beyond his imagination, numb, spicy, and fragrant, which strongly stimulated his taste buds, so much so that before he knew it, he eliminated twenty or thirty strings.

Ye Youyang was stunned by his greed, although the beauty was fragrant and elegant, she was fast and ate a lot, which completely subverted her three views.

Is that person on the other side really Mr. Xiang? Didn't you instantly become possessed by gluttony?

Xiang Beidou finished eating the skewers in front of him, learned from the previous melodious appearance, got up and went to the shelf to get a new skewer, while taking it, he turned around and asked with a smile: "Tofu skin or?" Enoki mushrooms? Artichoke balls? ……”

Ye Youyang was once again fascinated by his laughter, and just nodded stupidly.

After a while, the skewers handed over to the proprietress were scalded, and the proprietress re-dipped the water for the two of them, and continued to feast on Beidou.

Although Ye Youyang nodded her head countless times, her stomach was almost full, but Xiang Beidou's combat power was super strong, and she was stunned to wipe out all the remaining skewers.

"Mr. Xiang, you eat so much at once, are you sure your stomach can stand it?" Ye Yuyang sweated in his heart, and asked cautiously.

"Cut, you're underestimating people too!" Xiang Beidou sneered, although he already faintly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, but as a man, he couldn't lose face.

When Ye Youyang paid the bill, he hurt his flesh fiercely: a wicked capitalist, he used to be very angry when he ate in the company, but when he ate her, a proletarian, his stomach suddenly soared, which was simply the exploitation of Hongguoguo!

In the end, a spicy meal actually ate a full eighty yuan! This is still the result of the proprietress giving a 20% discount and cutting out the fraction.

Looking at Ye Youyang's painful expression, Xiang Beidou was extremely happy in his heart, and he smiled even more beautifully.

"That's it, it's just the uncle, I spent money to see the beauty fall into the country and laugh." Ye Youyang is doing psychological construction for himself in this way.

Fortunately, Mr. Xiang didn't know her inner monologue at all, otherwise he would definitely go berserk.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the spicy shop, they heard a familiar voice.

"Xiao Yangyang, you invite a friend to eat Malatang, don't say call your brother, brother will pay the bill for you." Zhang Zhenwu smiled meaningfully.