I'm back in 1990

Chapter 728: This is the real continent

Yu Xiang wasn't angry because her husband spent 20,000 yuan—he could earn that back in seconds. What angered her was the huge pile of miscellaneous fireworks and firecrackers they bought, from small boxed sparklers to a meteor shower that an adult couldn't even lift with both hands. With so many fireworks and firecrackers, it would take a day and a half to set them off, and once they were set off, the yard would be like a fire!

Huang Xiaochuan realized he was in the wrong. The reason for this was that he had no concept of money anymore. He almost never bought anything himself. He would just tell Gao Song or the people around him if he needed anything. For more complicated or difficult things, he would call Jiang Bixing to handle it. It's no exaggeration to say that Huang Xiaochuan didn't even have a wallet on him when he went out.

He beckoned Li Huan over and whispered a few words in his ear. Li Huan nodded, called over a few people, and they quickly sorted and categorized the pile of fireworks and firecrackers, leaving only a small portion of the fireworks and loading the rest onto a truck and taking it away.

Yu Xiang didn't pursue the matter further; her anger subsided quickly. She wasn't an unreasonable person.

On the other hand, Tang Jianhua took his brother-in-law's instructions to heart, so he was very efficient. On his way home, he made all the arrangements with a single phone call. He not only arranged for two skilled chefs and two waiters, but also arranged for the ingredients to be delivered along with the food. Considering that the old man's refrigerator was not large, he sent some first and then more when it was used up. In any case, the dozen or so Huahong restaurants had stocked up on a lot of ingredients before the holiday, so they wouldn't be short of a little bit.

Meanwhile, at Mr. Wang Deyi's home, two staff members from the Municipal Taiwan Affairs Office had just said goodbye and left, and Wang Lan was trying to persuade the old man to have dinner with her at a hotel.

"Uncle, why don't you come with us to the hotel later? We can have dinner together as a family tonight!"

The old man originally wanted to say that it didn't need to be so complicated, that eating at home would be just as good, but then he thought that the cook had already gone home for the holidays, so he decided to agree to his niece's request to go to the hotel with her.

Just then, the doorbell rang at the old man's house, and Yu Qiaozhi, who lived closest to the door, went to open it.

There were four people standing outside the door, two men and two women, who had brought several large styrofoam boxes.

Before Qiaozhi could even ask what they did, one of the women politely inquired, "Excuse me, is this the home of Mr. Wang Deyi?"

"Yes! May I ask who you are?"

The visitor smiled and explained his purpose: "We are from Huahong Hotel. We were sent by General Manager Tang. From today until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, we will be responsible for cooking and serving Mr. Wang every day."

The old man overheard the conversation between the two people at the door. He naturally knew about the Hua Hong Hotel and who the Mr. Tang mentioned outside was. He didn't need to guess to know that this was the work of his closed-door disciple.

The old man smiled and said, "Let them in!"

He turned to Wang Lan with a smile and said, "That's great, we don't need to go to a hotel anymore, we can eat at home, and you can try some authentic Shanghainese cuisine."

Wang Lan and her family were naturally completely bewildered. They knew nothing about President Tang or Hua Hong Hotel.

Seeing his niece's family's blank expressions, the old man explained the connections, such as how he had taken Huang Xiaochuan as his last disciple years ago (urgent! Major plot twist! Watch now!), how filial and caring this disciple was to him, and he also told his niece's family about how Mr. Tang of Huahong Restaurant was his disciple's brother-in-law.

After hearing this, the family felt both sad and grateful. At this moment, Yu Qiliang finally found an opportunity. He felt that Huang Xiaochuan looked familiar when he was there, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. Then he remembered that the richest man in Asia who was reported in the media a few years ago was named Huang Xiaochuan! However, he was not 100% sure.

Taking this opportunity, he asked, "Uncle, is your student the same man who is Asia's richest?"

Upon hearing Yu Qiliang ask about this, the old man immediately looked heartbroken and said, "Alas! If he had devoted all his energy to academic research, he would have had a great chance of winning the Nobel Prize."

This was tantamount to answering Yu Qiliang's question indirectly. This news shocked the family. They never expected that their uncle's (great-uncle's) closed-door disciple would be the richest man in Asia.

The two daughters of the Yu family, Yu Qiaozhi and Yu Yazhi, were particularly curious about this issue. They asked Grandpa Wang Deyi many questions about Huang Xiaochuan, since Huang Xiaochuan looked only a little older than them.

Wang Lan also specifically corrected her two daughters for their impoliteness in calling Huang Xiaochuan by his given name: "Don't be so rude. You two should call him 'uncle'!"

Then Wang Lan didn't forget to confirm with Grandpa Wang, "Uncle, am I right?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "That's right, Xiao Chuan is your younger brother, so naturally he's the uncle of these two girls."

What Wang Lan and Yu Qiliang didn't expect was that Huang Xiaochuan and Yu Xiang would personally come to their door that evening to invite Wang Lan's family to a welcome banquet prepared for them the next night, which made Wang Lan's family feel flattered.

"You two are too kind. You could have just sent someone to let us know. We didn't expect you to make a special trip. We can't accept this!" Wang Lan expressed her gratitude to Huang Xiaochuan and his wife for coming to personally invite them.

Huang Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Speaking of which, we are all family members. It is a great joy for relatives to recognize each other. As your disciple, I am naturally honored. Besides, you are guests who have come from afar. It is only right for me to do my part as a host."

At this moment, the old man chimed in, "Don't be so polite with them. This is just a token of Xiao Chuan and Yu Xiang's goodwill."

At this moment, Wang Lan said with a guilty look, "Little Chuan, in fact, I should be the one treating your family to a meal to thank you. If it weren't for you taking care of Uncle all these years, we might not have been able to see him this time."

Huang Xiaochuan waved his hand and laughed, "You're being too polite. The old man is my mentor, and it's my duty to take care of him. We're practically family, so let's not be so formal."

The next day, Huang Xiaochuan sent people and cars to pick up the old man and Wang Lan's family and take them to Huahong Hotel. The dinner was naturally held in the private room with its own courtyard.

The restaurant's booming business, coupled with its unique decor, broadened the horizons of Wang Lan and her family. Since arriving in Shanghai, they realized that the mainland was nothing like what they had heard in Taiwan. It was a completely modern metropolis, and such a restaurant was rare even in Taiwan.

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