The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

Feng Zijun looked at the various delicacies in front of him, especially the novel and exquisite snacks, and was instantly amazed.

"Such a unique and novel way of eating, and such a wonderful taste, I have never seen it in the capital."

When he recovered from his surprise, the usually arrogant young man immediately put aside his reserve and began to eat heartily.

I saw him busy rinsing the hot pot in front of him with one hand, and constantly flipping and grilling the fragrant meat slices with the other hand.

From time to time, they would dip the food into the special sauce on the side to enhance the flavor, and from time to time they would excitedly shout that they wanted to try other delicious snacks that they had never tasted before.

"Anian, you idiot! You ate so much delicious food and only remembered to share some with me. You are so disloyal!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuannian chuckled and quickly picked up the tongs to give his friend pieces of carefully selected delicacies, hoping to make up for the "sin" caused by his previous negligence.

As the party atmosphere became more lively, various snacks such as potato chips and French fries were served one after another, making the whole banquet more colorful.

As for the desserts, Jiang Jinhe took a quick look at them and thought that the colors were bright and the styles were cute, which met the expected standards, so she did not make too many comments.

After everyone had their fill of food and drink, they happily moved to the fourth floor of the mansion to continue enjoying a leisurely afternoon.

It is the leisure time in the afternoon, the sun shines gently, bringing people an extremely relaxing mood.

Standing on the broad platform of Yueman Tower and looking into the distance, you can just see the rippling Dayin River.

The water surface shimmers in the sunlight, sparkling and beautiful.

Gusts of fresh breeze blow across the river, carrying a hint of water vapor and floral fragrance, making people feel particularly relaxed and happy.

"What a wonderful place! The scenery here is so charming. This restaurant can undoubtedly be called the best restaurant in the entire Yindu!"

Feng Zijun stood on the platform, couldn't help but open his arms and cheer, as if trying to embrace all the beautiful scenery.

Then, he slowly turned around and sighed again, "What a pity! The performance hasn't started yet. If there were beautiful music playing right now, accompanied by a pot of mellow wine, what a pleasant scene it would be! It would be absolutely wonderful!"

After expressing his inner feelings, Chen Zhiyao next to him immediately took off the wine gourd tied around his waist, as if he wanted to use the wine to liven up the atmosphere and add some charm to this moment.

At this moment, Feng Zijun spoke up and said that he had two questions in his mind. If Jiang Jinhe could solve these problems, he would guarantee that Yuemanlou would become famous and stand out among its many peers.

After hearing such high praise, Jiang Jinhe showed a gratified smile on her face and her mood became particularly happy.

"Oh? Mr. Feng, if you have any questions, please tell me and I will do my best to answer them."

She responded with a smile, her eyes full of anticipation.

Seeing this, Feng Zijun began his explanation: "My first question is related to the overall layout of your first floor."

"Shopkeeper Song mentioned earlier that your first floor combines entertainment, shopping, and other functions. Customers are immediately captivated by the exquisite items upon entering the store and may choose to purchase something on a whim. However, the problem is that when they want to dine on the second floor or continue up to the fourth floor for a performance, carrying so much stuff becomes extremely inconvenient. Even wealthy families with entourages would find it unwieldy and even risk losing their belongings. This situation would seriously affect the customer experience. All of Shopkeeper Song's careful efforts to increase revenue would be meaningless. Isn't that a shame?"

After listening to what Feng Zijun said, Chen Zhiyao nodded repeatedly in agreement, while Jiang Yuannian on the other side seemed very anxious.

"Zijun's words make a lot of sense. I haven't really thought this through. Sister, what do you think about this? Will this situation affect our business?"

As he spoke, he slowly approached, with concern on his face and a very friendly tone.

When Feng Zijun saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to Song Wenqin, as if waiting for him to give an explanation.

He had already noticed this extraordinary man and knew that he was Jiang Jinhe's husband.

He was secretly worried that his friend might get beaten because he knew Jiang Yuannian had a bad temper and often acted impulsively.

But he soon discovered that Song Wenqin had an indifferent expression and had no intention of taking action, which made him feel a little relieved.

It seems that Jiang Yuannian did not immediately anger the other party, so there may still be a chance to avoid conflict.

Feng Zijun breathed a sigh of relief and planned to remind Jiang Yuannian later to stay away from married men.

After all, causing trouble in this situation would not benefit anyone, especially Jiang Yuannian himself.

Sure enough, Jiang Jinhe directly pushed away Jiang Yuannian who was getting too close.

"Stay away, it's too hot. All he does is yell and scream all day long."

Jiang Jinhe's voice was cold and a bit annoyed, as if she had long been accustomed to Jiang Yuannian's behavior.

Feng Zijun was stunned for a moment and felt a little surprised.

He suddenly felt that the brother and sister behaved naturally and generously, just like real siblings.

Although the interaction between the two was a bit awkward, they were obviously familiar enough with each other to be casual about it.

But I have never heard Jiang Yuannian mention that he has a younger sister.

Just as he was thinking about asking for clarification, Chen Zhong next to him had already started talking about solving the problem he raised.

"Mr. Feng is indeed very perceptive. He, coming from the capital, immediately spotted the problem. However, our shopkeeper Song had already thought of a countermeasure."

There was obvious respect in Chen Zhong's words, and he was obviously admiring Feng Zijun's professional ability.

After hearing this, Feng Zijun couldn't help but feel surprised.

He didn't expect that a small restaurant would have such careful considerations.

"Have you figured out a solution? I wonder what it is. Could you let me see it?"

Feng Zijun asked curiously, hoping to learn something from it.

Chen Zhong did not reply immediately, but glanced at Jiang Jinhe first. After all, in his opinion, these were internal secrets.

After getting Jiang Jinhe's approval, Chen Zhong began to explain, "Here's what we plan to do: First, we'll set up a storage cabinet at the first-floor entrance and assign dedicated staff to oversee it. Customers can temporarily store their belongings there while they shop or prepare to dine. The collection process will also be simple. Each item will be given a pair of numbered tags, one for the customer and one on the cabinet. Customers can pick up their belongings by matching their numbers."

Chen Zhong's words were clear and coherent, and it was obvious that the plan had been carefully thought out.