Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

Chapter 244 The First Story

Crying is an action, but sometimes it can also be an adjective.

For example, if you eat a delicacy that you have never tasted before, you can use "delicious and crying" to describe its deliciousness.

Hanshi's delicacies are often described by diners in this way, and Qi Han has become a little calm.

But none of the diners who described the dishes as "crying so delicious" actually cried out.

And now...

Following the direction of Fuya's finger, Qi Han raised his eyebrows fiercely after seeing the diner who was already in tears.

Did you really eat a meal and make yourself cry?
And... Looking at the sad look on the diner's face, it didn't seem like he was crying because of the delicious food in the store.

It was a middle-aged male diner, the clothes on his body looked rather elegant, and he should be an ordinary working class in Shrek City, with a middle income.

Could it be that after eating the food, I feel that it is not worth the price, and feel distressed because I feel that it is a waste of money?
Qi Han's heart skipped a beat.

"What did he order?"

If you order a controversial dish such as fried pork intestines by mistake but don't like it, this possibility is not impossible.

The distance was too far, and Qi Han couldn't see what the food on the other party's table was, so he asked this question.

"I ordered a pan-fried honey rib."

Pan-fried honey ribs?

Qi Han frowned fiercely.

Shouldn't it be?

This dish has always received rave reviews in the store.

"You tell him to wait a bit." Qi Han looked at the few unfinished dishes at hand, "I'll go and ask myself after I finish these few dishes."

After much deliberation, Qi Han decided to go and talk to the other party in person.

It is no small matter that some diners are not satisfied with Hanshi's dishes.

Quickly cooked the unfinished dishes in his hands and put them on the partition. Qi Han wiped his hands with a clean towel, then took off the apron on his body and hung it aside, walked out of the kitchen to the dining area, and looked for a Fan, and then walked quickly to the side of the middle-aged diner.

There happened to be an empty seat opposite the middle-aged diner, so Qi Han thought for a while, and quickly sat in front of him.

In front of the middle-aged diner was an empty dinner plate, which was used to hold fried honey ribs.

Seeing the empty dinner plate, Qi Han breathed a sigh of relief.

If you can finish eating, you shouldn't have too many opinions on the food in the store, right?

"Excuse me, may I ask, is there any place where the hospitality is not good?"

The diner was immersed in his own sorrow, and when he heard Qi Han's question, he raised his head as if waking up from a dream, and looked at Qi Han.

Soon, he recognized the young guy sitting across from him as the owner of this cold food restaurant.

"No... I'm very satisfied with the food in your store." The diner forced a smile, so said.

Such an answer cannot satisfy Qi Han.

So his voice became a little gentler, "That's right, if there is any poor hospitality in this store, please leave your valuable comments, and the store will definitely refer to it and make corrections."

"This..." The middle-aged diner was slightly stunned, but still shook his head, "Boss Qi, right? I really have no problem with your food, or..."

He pointed to the empty plate in front of him, "This pan-fried honey rib is really delicious that I have never tasted before."

Qi Han looked at the man in front of him steadily, although his eyes were full of sadness, but they were very sincere, without any feeling of insincerity.

Presumably, it really wasn't the dish's problem.

But Qi Han was still puzzled, he straightened his words, and said again, "Then...if it's convenient, can you tell me the reason for your tears?"

"So it's because of this?" The man was stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper in your store."

He shook his head, with a wry smile on his face, "My tears have nothing to do with your store. I just remembered some sad things, and I don't have any complaints about your store."

Because of your own personal affairs?

Qi Han breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart skipped a beat.

Side mission five!
Three stories related to food!

Perhaps, there is an opportunity in front of you?

"If possible, can I be a listener?" Qi Han's expression became serious, "Maybe, I can help you."

"Help me?" The middle-aged man was a little stunned, but there was no joy on his face, "Boss Qi, can you bring the dead back to life?"

Obviously not.

If you are bedridden due to a serious illness, Qing Palace Wanfu Meat may be able to make meritorious deeds.

But the person has passed away, and even the Ultimate Douluo of the healing department cannot save him.

Gods may be able to do it, but where are the gods on Douluo Continent?
"I'm sorry, did your family members pass away?" Qi Han shook his head, he might not be able to help with this.

"It's my mother." The middle-aged man's face darkened a bit, and he opened up the chatterbox at this moment, talking in a whirlwind manner.

"Boss Qi, do you know? This is the largest city in the mainland. Here, the price of serving dishes as coolies is much higher than other places. Therefore, every year, many people come to Shrek City with their dreams in mind." People, want to start a better life for themselves here.”

Qi Han nodded in agreement.

Countless young people who went to first-tier cities like Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou in their previous lives have the same dream in mind, hoping to find more opportunities in big cities?

"That year when I first came to Shrek City, I was only in my teens." The man's face was a bit more reminiscent, "At that time, I knew nothing, and with my enthusiasm, I saved a few silver soul coins as travel expenses. Coming here from a remote hometown, guess what my first job was?"

Before Qi Han could answer, the man smiled and said, "It's a newsboy, and it's the job of delivering newspapers to people every day."

"This job is actually quite hard. I have to walk around the streets to deliver newspapers every day. It's not enough to sell newspapers along the street. But I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't have any special skills, so I can only do this." The man smiled. Gradually, he calmed down a bit, "Even if it's just a job as a newsboy, you can get one silver soul coin every day, and three gold soul coins in a month."

"In my hometown, that remote small town, earning three gold soul coins a month is quite a decent income." There was a bit of self-mockery on his face, "here, those who have nothing good I can also get the income that I used to envy, you say, how can I be willing to leave Shrek City?"

"My mother was very opposed to my coming here from the very beginning. She said that it is not good for big cities to have big cities. Isn't it good for me to marry a wife and have children in my hometown?" The man shook his head and smiled silently. I feel that she is short-sighted, and that her thoughts will only hinder me from pursuing my own life."

"In the first month as a newspaper boy, I saved money on food and clothing, squeezed out a gold soul coin, and sent it home." The bitterness on the man's face gradually grew, "I was angry, and I wanted to tell her that I Had a great time, she was wrong."

"But... I lived in a crowded hut that month. It was difficult to sleep and even turn over. I ate the cheapest white steamed buns. I was willing to eat steamed buns with meat filling only once a week." A tear slowly rolled down the man's cheek. , falling on his elegant shirt along the dried tears.

"That was my...worst month."

　Thanks to the fairy for not greasy, let go of the Kongming Lantern, Qinghui Mingyueye, Liu Zitong, ShiroZwei, and Mou.
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