Open Dabao Kitchen

Chapter 12 The Sadness of the Service Industry, Unless You Are Handsome
The next day, Qin Suye opened his eyes, gasped for air, and instantly woke up.

Why doesn't the alarm clock go off?

Or had it rang, but turned it off in a daze, and fell asleep again?

The promise to sleep for another 5 minutes didn't come true?
No matter, go ahead, you will be late soon.

Of course, at 59:[-], Qin Suye was standing in front of the punch card machine as usual, doing face recognition to check in.

It's nine o'clock.

"Reminder, daily task: complete 30 fried pistol legs, you must complete the powder coating and frying procedures by yourself."

"mission rewards:
1, money +60;

2. Baking technology experience +60;

3. Frying technology experience +60;

4. Chef basic level experience +40. "

Exploded pistol legs?

Qin Suye laughed inwardly, breading and frying were both his best jobs, and the daily tasks sent to him by Stove Lord were different from the tasks of sending money.

However, only 60 yuan is rewarded, which is really stingy.

I earned 510 yuan yesterday. According to the description in the online novel, the system is hidden, and thus I embark on the idea of ​​wealth life. Today I should try to reward 5100 yuan, and the day after tomorrow I will get 51000 yuan.

A month later, buy a house and a car.

He bought villas and rockets within three months, and brought his hot secretary back to acquire the Royal Court Burger Group, a Fortune [-] company.

Isn't that so?

Forget it, it seems that Zaoye is not a rich god either.

Just when Qin Suye was full of wild fantasies, the novice Ye Xiaoxiao walked over shaking the two big white rabbits who couldn't be strangled in front of him.

"Brother Qin, the little friend at the counter, Chen Xiaoxiao, is arguing with a customer, so go and have a look!"

Qin Suye was at a loss: "Chen Xiaoxiao quarreled with the guests, didn't the manager on duty Li Liang, or my master Chen Shiwei?"

Ye Xiaoxiao looked a little anxious: "Brother Liang went to the toilet, and Viagra is in the freezer, and went to record the delivery of semi-finished products."

"..."

Qin Suye suddenly had a feeling that there were no tigers in the mountains and monkeys were kings.

"What's the reason for the quarrel?"

"It's said that the fried pistol legs are ugly, there are no flour scales, and it tastes very greasy, not as delicious as before."

When Qin Suye heard this, he could only sigh.

He took a look at the kitchen without giving up, and he probably understood why Ye Xiaoxiao came to him.

At this time, there were only Li Niuniu and Ye Xiaoxiao in the kitchen. Li Niuniu's skills were not as good as his, and it was normal for the products he made to have problems.

Qin Suye didn't dare to neglect, and walked towards the counter from the lounge.

Before they got to the counter, the noisy voices reached their ears, and the piercing people were irritated.

Peace of mind.

Be calm.

When Qin Suye came to the counter, he saw Chen Xiaoxiao was about to cry.

The guest was a woman, pulling a seven or eight-year-old boy.

The little boy looked unhappy, eating French fries in his mouth, and muttered: "Chicken legs are really bad, huh!"

Hearing the little boy's unhappy voice, the female guest was even more furious. She pointed her finger at Chen Xiaoxiao and said with a high voice: "I'm easy to talk and reasonable. I don't want you if you pay ten for the fake one. Such unpalatable fried pistol legs should be given to my son, if you have any conscience, you will pay me at least five."

"Can you make the decision? If you can't make the decision, ask your manager to come out. Don't gossip here. Do you have any professional qualities? You waiters are going to suffer this kind of anger. This is a matter of course."

"If it weren't for your luck, you can talk to me when you meet me, do you think you can still talk to me?"

"It's just a waiter, what right do you have to cry?"

Chen Xiaoxiao almost cried at first, and the value of grievance almost reached the ceiling.

But now, when he heard it, he became angry and angry, "What's wrong with the waiter, isn't the waiter human?

This fried pistol leg is a bit ugly, I admit it, but eating a big chicken leg early in the morning is not so appetizing. If you give it to a child, can it taste as good as lunch and dinner?

What kind of fake one will pay ten, and if it is unpalatable, we will pay five. Do we have to pay five to every guest who does not suit his appetite? "

Qin Suye saw that Chen Xiaoxiao had tears in his eyes, and he already had an expression of ready to do whatever he wanted, and he didn't want to suffer any more grievances.

Indeed, this grievance is a bit wronged, and there is no dignity.

This is the tragedy of the service industry.

The female guest may have a guilty conscience, maybe she feels that she is a bit too much, but anyway, apart from marrying the wrong husband, when did she miss it?
It is impossible for her to be wrong, not to mention that her son said it was unpalatable, so it must be the store's problem.

"Do you still have the quality of a little waiter?

I won't tell you, I want to find your manager and ask your manager to come out. "The female guest tried hard to put on a well-educated and superior look.

But in Qin Suye's view, this was utterly contrived, and even more disgusting.

He has seen too many messy guests.

This kind of customer is nothing more than trying to take advantage of it and do it again for him.

Even a refund waiver.

Because, the little boy she was holding had already gnawed the leg of the fried pistol clean, and even licked the bones a few times.

Then, the little boy casually threw the chicken bones on the ground, blinked his lips, and muttered: "Today's chicken legs are too bad.

Mom, I still want to eat. "

The audience was stunned!

Qin Suye laughed secretly, this is the typical overlord meal logic of "if I can't eat for free, I'll never finish it".

Qin Suye smiled.

His professional smile has already been offered. Although he has greeted the guests' girlfriends ten or eight times in his heart, and then ruthlessly discarded them all, he does not feel any guilt.

"Hello, our manager is not in the store right now, I can help you with this problem."

The female guest looked at Qin Suye suspiciously, but Qin Suye's handsome facial features, professional smile, and confident eyes made her lose most of her anger invisibly.

Sometimes, the role of good looks and a gentlemanly professional attitude are very powerful, especially when dealing with married wives.

Qin Suye can basically be sure that this female guest is most likely a resentful woman. Apart from being greedy for petty gains, she prefers to gain her presence by stepping on others.

Perhaps, this is also a special way for jerks to seek attention.

Qin Suye glanced at the bottle of D+ watermelon water in his mind, and had a countermeasure in his mind.

"Ma'am, I see that the fried pistol legs your baby eats are also delicious."

Everyone heard the sound and looked at the little boy, and saw that he was sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, as if the lingering fragrance should not be wasted.

The female guest stomped slightly.

Qin Suye smiled kindly: "How about this, I'll make you another fried pistol leg. I'm sure it looks like a big appetite, smells like fruit, and tastes particularly greasy. What do you think?"

Qin Suye bet on it, but he didn't know the true power of that bottle of D+ grade watermelon water.

But no matter what, as long as you do it yourself, even if you don't have watermelon water, you can be confident.

The big deal is that the fried pistol legs have no fruity smell, but the pure aroma of fried chicken legs.

The female guest wanted to continue to find fault, but Qin Suye's handsome face and soft-spoken and confident tone were all in her eyes, so she couldn't help softening and nodded.

She glanced at Chen Xiaoxiao: "Look at you, what kind of attitude!"

"Hurry up, don't make me wait too long." The female guest urged Qin Suye, but her tone was no longer harsh, and she walked back to the table and continued to eat French fries.

"Wait a moment!" Qin Suye replied politely and walked into the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)