Mi Xue and Gu Cheng agreed with Zhang Yang, and then asked about several things they needed to pay attention to in the Student Union.

Zhang Yang slowly answered their questions based on his previous memories. In his past life, Zhang Yang had never joined the Student Union while in school, so he truly lacked experience in this area, relying solely on these recollections.

Joining the Student Union wasn't actually complicated: one only needed to fill out an application form and pass a review. With Zhang Yang involved, their review would face absolutely no issues.

The two quickly finished asking their questions and gained a certain understanding of their future work in the Student Union.

Mi Xue's primary role would be supervising the use of sponsored funds or items, ensuring every penny was spent on the students, transparently. If any instances of embezzlement or impropriety were discovered, she was to report directly to Zhang Yang, who would handle the offenders.

Gu Cheng's job was even simpler: he was to assist Zhang Yang with miscellaneous small tasks or deliver orders on his behalf.

Neither role presented a problem for them. Zhang Yang had just taken over the External Relations Department, and having the two of them assisting him was more than enough. Once the department expanded in the future, many people would likely be scrambling to join.

After they finished discussing this, Hu Xin and Xiao Dai also returned.

Hu Xin carried a large bag in each hand; judging by his expression, the bags were quite heavy. Xiao Dai held a small package in one hand and carried a small plastic bag in the other, a smile playing on her face.

“Bought so much stuff, what is all this?”

Gu Cheng was the first to jump out. It was only then that Mi Xue remembered Zhang Yang hadn't told them what he wanted Hu Xin to buy.

But there was no need to ask now; opening Hu Xin's bags would reveal everything.

“What is this?”

Gu Cheng had already opened a large black plastic bag and pulled out something soft, asking in confusion.

“Beef, Zhang Yang asked us to buy it!”

Hu Xin glanced back and immediately replied; since he was the one who bought everything, he knew precisely what it was.

“Such a large piece of beef, are we making beef soup?”

Gu Cheng held up the piece of beef, which weighed a good four or five pounds, and looked back at Zhang Yang. Hu Xin, Xiao Dai, and Mi Xue were continuously taking things out of the bags.

Gu Cheng’s question startled Zhang Yang for a moment, then he laughed: “Making beef soup? This is for steaks!”

“Steaks?”

This time, not just Gu Cheng, but everyone looked up at Zhang Yang. Although steaks were common by 1998, students rarely had the opportunity to taste them. Mainly, steaks had the reputation of being expensive, and many students, with monthly allowances of only two or three hundred, couldn't afford such luxuries.

“Mi Xue, you know how to make steak?”

Gu Cheng suddenly asked Mi Xue. When Mi Xue said earlier that she would cook tonight, Gu Cheng's instinctive reaction was that she would be preparing this kind of dish.

“I don’t,”

Mi Xue gently shook her head, still looking at Zhang Yang. Hu Xin had almost finished unpacking the bags by now: there was a whole chicken, as well as lamb, pork, onions, potatoes, cucumbers, tomatoes, and a large pile of seasonings.

The last things pulled out were two bottles of red wine—no wonder Hu Xin looked tired carrying all this weight.

“Stop asking. I asked Hu Xin to buy all this. Tonight, I’m going to show off my skills and treat you all to a proper feast. Mi Xue, see if you can contact Nan Nan and Xiao Bin, have them come over for dinner too—to celebrate your housewarming!”

Zhang Yang had already taken the beef and some other items, saying this with a smile, before gesturing for Hu Xin to take everything to the kitchen.

Zhang Yang was going to cook himself, and he was going to make steak for them. Everyone else in the living room was stunned, especially Gu Cheng; having been with Zhang Yang for so many years, he had never seen him cook anything besides instant noodles.

“I’ll make the call!”

After a full minute, Mi Xue was the first to snap out of it. Remembering Zhang Yang’s instruction, she immediately ran out to call her friends and contact Nan Nan.

Xiao Dai and Gu Cheng also rushed into the kitchen, eager to see how Zhang Yang intended to prepare the meal.

About half an hour later, Nan Nan and Xiao Bin arrived one after the other, offering fresh rounds of praise for the apartment. By now, they could also smell the savory aromas drifting from the kitchen.

Several dishes were already set on the dining table in the living room. Hu Xin tried to sneak a bite several times but was stopped by Xiao Dai each time.

In that half hour, they were fully convinced that Zhang Yang genuinely knew how to cook, and exceedingly well; the sheer scent alone was enough to whet anyone's appetite.

Another thirty minutes passed, and a table laden with mouth-watering Western cuisine was finally set. Zhang Yang uncorked a bottle of red wine and poured a glass for everyone.

It had been a long time since he cooked Western food, and using this body felt slightly unfamiliar at first, but soon he was completely in the flow. The taste of these dishes was no less impressive than his skills in his past life.

Zhang Yang in his previous life had spent a lot of time perfecting his cooking, as he lived alone, and he had extensively researched Western cuisine. Today was the perfect opportunity to show off.

Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, perfectly presented with color, aroma, and texture, everyone appeared quite astonished.

“Come on, try this first. This is German potato pancake, and this—Indonesian-style Chicken with Spiced Sauce. This is one of my signature dishes; I guarantee you’ll love it!”

Zhang Yang sat down and, without preamble, immediately urged everyone to sample the fruits of his labor. He had great confidence in his culinary abilities. Everyone who had tasted his cooking in his past life had praised it.

Hu Xin couldn't wait any longer. Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, he immediately reached out with his chopsticks, aiming for the Indonesian Chicken he had just mentioned. After one bite, he couldn't stop nodding his head.

“Delicious, truly delicious! You all should try some!”

After saying that, Hu Xin quickly reached for the pre-sliced steak, chewing with his mouth full, still nodding enthusiastically.

“You must all be hungry; let’s eat,”

Zhang Yang smiled faintly and picked up his own chopsticks. He always ate the Western food he prepared using chopsticks; he disliked knives and forks. Although he had pan-seared steaks today, they were already cut into large, manageable pieces, easy to pick up with chopsticks. This was also convenient for everyone, as they either didn't have knives and forks or likely wouldn't know how to use them properly.

Mi Xue finally picked up her chopsticks and took a piece of steak. The moment it touched her tongue, her eyes instantly lit up. Zhang Yang had prepared French-style steak, seasoned quite heavily. The moment it entered her mouth, it carried a rich, mellow aroma. The flavor of the steak was indeed excellent.

The others also started using their chopsticks. After just one bite of any dish, they fell in love with it. At first, everyone was a bit reserved, but after Hu Xin took the lead, they all began eagerly grabbing food, snatching up what they liked best. When the richness became too much, they’d take a sip of red wine and continue eating. The entire table of dishes was wiped clean in no time, and even the three girls—Xiao Dai, Mi Xue, and Nan Nan—abandoned their ladylike restraint and joined the scramble.

In less than twenty minutes, the fully laden table was completely empty. Everyone sat back on the sofa, patting their full stomachs. Mi Xue’s face had a slight flush, a result of the wine.

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