Godly Stay-Home Dad

Yesterday afternoon, the last two membership cards were snapped up. A dozen more customers came one after another, but none of them were able to get a membership card. Today, there were almost twenty more people who bought a membership card.    

This made Xu Yong very confused!    

The people who came were all famous big bosses, and he felt a little guilty when he received them.    

But gradually, he realized that every group of guests were talking to each other with incomparable warmth and politeness, and the pride in his heart rose involuntarily.    

Many people asked if there would be any more membership cards for sale, waiting for the next wave of purchases.    

Therefore, Xu Yong called to ask.    

After Zhang Han heard this, he laughed and said:    

"Let's leave the members like this, we don't need them for now."    

There were a total of twenty members for sale. If all of them came over for dinner, the dining room would be crowded, and if there were more, there would be no space left. Zhang Han did not want to make the dining room black with smoke.    

"Alright." Xu Yong nodded and said, "There's another thing, the restaurant hasn't been opened for business for the past two days, so customers' complaints are very heavy. Previously, the company's dining hall was prepared to recruit chefs, and then, a chef came to us. Oh no, Master Chef, it's Wang Long, he wants to come over and take a look, the salary doesn't matter, he wants to enjoy the best ingredients, I want to use him to cook the Egg-Fried Rice for the customers first if he agrees to it?"    

After Zhang Han heard this, he muttered to himself for a bit before finally nodding his head.    

"Sure. As long as you don't use the tableware in the cabinet next to the stove."    

"Understood, boss."    

"Yes."    

Zhang Han replied and hung up.    

"Is someone coming to our restaurant to cook?" Zi Yan asked curiously.    

"It's that Wang Long." Zhang Han answered: "He was hired to be the head chef in the company's dining hall. For the next few days, he would be making food in our dining hall. For the next few days, he did not open the restaurant.    

"Puchi ?" Zi Yan couldn't help but laugh.    

It was interesting to think about.    

Seeing her smile, the corners of Zhang Han's eyes also curled up.    

Zi Yan's initially cold attitude, had gradually changed into a smile, now a smile that was occasionally one of joy.    

Love can sometimes change a lot, and that's why it's beautiful.    

While they were talking, the group arrived at the restaurant. The restaurant's environment was not bad, and the meal was very relaxing.    

After the meal, they rested for ten minutes before returning to the amusement park. The park was very spacious. There were children's play areas, surfing grounds, speedily gliding paths, and dozens of other popular water games facilities.    

Since they were mainly there to accompany Mengmeng, they decided to play some games for the children. When they were about halfway through, the sky started to darken, and it was nine in the evening when they closed the garden. However, at six o'clock, everyone returned home.    

Mengmeng was also having a fun time and went back happily.    

Arriving at the Wang family's courtyard, Wang Zhanpeng was already cooking some specially-made food.    

When they were eating, Wang family's entire family was there, and before they prepared to eat, Wang Zhanpeng thanked Zhang Han very seriously.    

It was only now that many people knew that Rong Jiaxin's family had actually saved Wang Zhanpeng's life!    

Thus, their gazes all changed, and a trace of respect and politeness could be seen within their politeness.    

Everyone started to eat. After a while, Wang Zhanpeng saw that Zhang Han had almost finished eating, and looked at him eagerly: "Xiao Han, I have prepared a pot of top quality Da Hong Pao in the courtyard. Shall we go and try it?"    

Zhang Han looked at him, knew that he had something to say to her, and nodded.    

"Oh, I'm going to drink my red robe as well." The little guy put down the spoon and muttered.    

"Mama hasn't finished his meal, why don't you stay here and accompany him?" Zi Yan smiled and said.    

"Stay here with your mother, your father will be back soon." Zhang Han laughed as he rubbed Mengmeng's little head.    

"En hmph, alright, then Baba hurry up." Mengmeng answered with a pout.    

"Yes."    

Zhang Han nodded, got up and walked out with Wang Zhanpeng. In the dining hall's courtyard, there were a few pavilions, and the two of them sat at the furthest corner.    

At the same time, a pot of tea was just brewed on the table. Wang Zhanpeng poured some tea for Zhang Han and went straight to the point.    

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, was a master of formations. He and Eastwards came from the same sect, called the Wonder Gate, which was a famous Array Faction in China at the time. There are many sects that have invited their ancestors to set up a great formation for them.    

That's how he developed more and more. Today, he has become the strongest sect in the vicinity of the Western Airlines, but my Wang family is even more lonely than before. In the younger generation, only Wang Ming is slightly more proficient in it. "    

After saying all that, a look of loneliness flashed past Wang Zhanpeng's eyes. He took a sip of his tea and continued:    

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, was slightly stronger than him coming from the East. At first, he was brothers from the same sect, but because of some matters, he became enemies with the people from the East. He was kicked out of the sect and became even more hostile towards my grandfather ?"    

"So?" Zhang Han could not help but interject.    

He wasn't interested in the grudges between the older generation.    

Wang Zhanpeng smiled when he heard this, and said: "Later on, my grandfather obtained the clan's sacred artifact Mountain and River Banner."    

"Saint artifact?" Zhang Han was stunned.    

"Don't you know about the artifact?" Wang Zhanpeng asked.    

"I don't know."    

"The treasures here are divided into Yellow Rank, Black Rank, Earth Rank, and Heaven Rank. Heaven-grade treasure s are relatively rare, and above that are Saint Rank. Saint Rank is something that can only be seen in a few large sects and sects. Its power is monstrous."    

"Above that is god level, god level treasures are called divine artifact s. divine artifact s are considered array treasures in the large sects, and are extremely rare in the world. In the past hundred years, I have only heard of them less than twenty times." Wang Zhanpeng explained.    

"Very generous." Zhang Han smiled slightly.    

Through contact, he knew that the Yellow Rank spiritual treasure was a Level 0-1 Spirit Beast and most of them were Level One. Most of the Earth Rank were Level Two and Heaven Rank were Level Three, so the Sacred Rank was about Level Four and the god level was only at Level Five.    

Since this world could produce quite a number of fifth rank spiritual treasure, it was obvious that this world was a golden age for cultivation. However, the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth had dried up and it was harder than ascending to the sky to become stronger in the Martial Dao.    

"The Mountain and River Banner was a sacred artifact of the Wonder Gate and was obtained by my grandfather, but after that, they disappeared without my grandfather's knowledge. Afterwards, a great battle between the Grandmasters caused the sect to fall and split into pieces, causing my grandfather to be seriously injured and unable to survive through it, and later on, due to the fact that there were very few inheritances, he came back to the east and established the Wonder Fog Gate at the Wonder Gate's old site. Until now, there has been no whereabouts of the Mountain and River Banner."    

"But not long ago, a ripple suddenly came from my Wang family's Sacrifice Grounds, and found a different world within my grandfather's mausoleum. I guessed that the Mountain and River Banner was most likely within, but was discovered by the people of Wonder Fog Gate, and then, the matter of me drinking poison tea happened, and right now, I have endured for seven days. According to the Wonder Fog Gate, my Wang family can fight against the Wonder Fog Gate for two days, and only after winning will I regain my Sacrifice Realm.    

"When formations play chess, dangers lurk everywhere. This time, I will do my best to protect it. If anything happens to me, I would like to ask you for a favor." Wang Zhanpeng shook his head and said.    

"What is it?" Zhang Han asked directly.    

"Protect the people of my Wang family and leave the Western Airlines." Wang Zhanpeng sighed lightly and said: "I am worried that Xiang Qitian will take this opportunity to attack my Wang family."    

"Isn't it just a holy weapon? What's there to fight about? " Zhang Han asked curiously.    

Knowing that there were tigers in the mountain and yet not having the strength of Wu Song, wasn't that the same as two hundred and fifty yuan?    

"If it's just the Mountain and River Banner, I won't risk fighting it." Wang Zhanpeng laughed bitterly: "That's because it is very likely to be my Wang family's inheritance. You have seen it now, my Wang family's younger generation, aiya ? If this continues, I'm afraid that after two more generations pass, Wang family will degenerate into a normal family. "    

"Oh."    

Zhang Han nodded, and said: "I agree to the things that you have said."    

With that said, Zhang Han put down the teacup and walked towards the dining hall.    

Wang Zhanpeng revealed a relieved smile. After finishing the last mouthful of tea, he looked at the scenery in the distance and walked back to his house.    

Actually, Zhang Han had some understanding of Wang Zhanpeng's choice. The thoughts of the aristocratic families in the Martial Dao were deeply ingrained in people like them, and they would not want to see their families being decadent in their hands.    

However, from his point of view, the Wang family did indeed have some kind of bloodline inheritance. If it was that Azure Emperor, it would be more or less appropriate for him to have some sort of bloodline inheritance, but to have a bloodline inheritance, he had to have some sort of bloodline inheritance, and he did not have to say the word "bloodline" before he could say it.    

They returned to the restaurant and sat there for a few minutes.    

Rong Jiaxin bought a lot of toys for the Mengmeng. The little guy sat beside Zhang Han and was happily playing with him.    

We haven't seen each other all year round, so there's a lot to talk about.    

Until half past nine, Zhang Han started to look around eagerly.    

Why isn't the conversation over?    

He had been teased by Zi Yan earlier in the day, but he still wanted to make up for it at night.    

Just like this, Zhang Han watched them for five minutes, and their conversation became even more lively.    

Fortunately, Mengmeng accidentally yawned.    

"Cough, Mengmeng, are you tired?" Zhang Han asked.    

"I'm not sleepy." The Mengmeng answered with a pout. He had not played his new toy once.    

"Daddy heard you yawn just now."    

"Eh?" Have you fought yet? " Mengmeng was stunned, he did not feel like he was yawning either.    

"Yeah, I did. It's time to sleep. Can we play tomorrow?" Zhang Han said with a chuckle.    

At this time, Rong Jiaxin, Zhang Li and the others also stood up:    

"It's getting late, let's all rest."    

Thus, everyone returned to their own rooms. After washing their faces and rinsing their mouths, Zhang Han and Mengmeng arrived at the large bed first, and started to tell their stories.    

A few minutes later, Zi Yan walked in and closed the door to change into his pajamas.    

Seeing that, flames started to rise in Zhang Han's heart.    

And so his voice grew lower and lower.    

Just as Zi Yan finished changing into his pajamas and went back to bed, Zhang Han turned around and took a look.    

My god, Mengmeng was still listening with wide eyes.    

Well, go on.    

Finally, after ten minutes, the little fellow slowly fell asleep.    

As he gently carried her to the small bed, Zhang Han quickly returned to the big bed and carried Zi Yan onto his own body.    

"Mm ?" What are you trying to do? "Bad guy."    

"Eat you little demon." Zhang Han's eyes burned with passion.    

The firewood and firewood naturally collided together.    

About ten minutes later.    

Zi Yan's face was completely red, she charmingly said: "Go to the guest room."    

They put on their pajamas and quietly left the room.    

Slowly, Zi Yan's voice came out from the room.    

The melody of power and rhythm.    

It spread out.    

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