What happened after that, it was as if the accelerator button had been pressed.

With the support of capital, Xiao Huang successfully opened his hot pot restaurants all over the alien planets, and this food promotion activity of the Rabbit Company is also perfect.

Almost all the aliens recognized the delicacies from the Blue Star.

Although there are not many people who have actually tasted it because of the small number of shops, as long as it is a foreign race, they all applaud.

And so it went by for another year.

Lao Huang is dead.

This old man, who was in the same era as Chen Yi and had experienced many things, finally did not carry his life, died of old age.

At Lao Huang's funeral, many people came to attend.

Most of them are to give Xiao Huang face, this year's hard work, Xiao Huang has become the head of the industry, and with Chen Yi's permission, the brand slogan has become "Brother Yi's favorite hot pot", I have to say that this sentence is very attractive.

Everyone wants to come and taste what Brother Yi's favorite hot pot tastes like.

Moreover, there is not a single bad review.

It's not that the taste of this hot pot can really satisfy everyone, but no one dares to give a bad review, this is Brother Yi's favorite hot pot, you dare to give a bad review, do you kid still want to live?

But everyone who has eaten, whether they really think it is delicious or average, they all give a thumbs up and keep praising it, so under the word-of-mouth effect, the business is getting better and better.

And in the crowd that attended the memorial service.

Chen Yi and his party stood in the corner, without alarming anyone, and stood there quietly with their hoods on.

They had come today as friends, without any other significance, and did not want to alarm too many people.

“.”

Chen Yi stood calmly in place with a cane and was silent This did not speak, the last time he met Lao Huang was the hot pot they ate together on the rooftop, but he didn't expect that when they met again, it would already be Lao Huang's funeral.

He'd been trying to find time to eat again this year.

But there are always things that are delayed, or the willingness to go is not so strong.

I have to admit that human beings are still too fragile in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death, and there is no way to decide when to come to this world, and there is no way to decide when to leave this world.

He has props that can increase his lifespan, but he didn't give it to Lao Huang, first, he didn't know that Lao Huang was dying, and second, even if he knew, he wouldn't use it for Lao Huang.

It's not reluctant.

But even if you increase your life span by one year, what will you do next time?

People will always die, he can't always increase the life span of Lao Huang, right? Not to mention Lao Huang, it is not enough for him to add such a lot, most of these life-increasing props in his pocket have been purchased in various alien hands over the years.

People will always die, and they have to accept the process of death.

What's more, before he died, Xiao Huang, who Lao Huang had been relieved, had already mixed very well, and already had a head hot pot of his own, compared to Lao Huang before he left, he was also very relieved, and there was no big regret.

Enough is enough.

There were also many people at the funeral, Xiao Huang's business partners, Lao Huang's old friends, and many old men in the garden community who often chatted with Lao Huang.

Not many came.

During the year, several old people who chattered died of old age.

No one cares about the death of these old people, just like young people don't care about their own community at all, and the old men who often sit at the gate of the community and play chess suddenly have one less person.

(End of chapter)