Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Chapter 463

"boss!"

The guy stood beside the boss, looked at the crystal tears left in the corner of the boss's eyes, and carefully delivered the towel.

"go away!"

However, the boss didn't appreciate the guy's actions, and kicked him away instead.

Looking back at Zhao Ke, those eyes rolled around.

The smile on his face was as bright as the sunflowers on the dinner plate.

"Little brother, 100 yuan a month! How about it!"

100 money.

Enough to exchange for two good female slaves, or a male slave in the slave market.

The eyeballs of the guys around almost popped out.

Keep your eyes fixed, boss.

He even wondered if his boss had fallen into some sorcery.

Obsessed?

Let alone these guys.

It was the last cook, Li Dazui, who was fat and fat, with arms almost as thick as elbows, and only 20 yuan a month.

Good guy, once Zhao Ke came, he earned more in one month than they did in half a year.

Is this still the bitter, stingy, narrow-minded boss I know?

It's simply a life of sacrificing oneself for others.

Facing the expectant gaze of the boss, Zhao Ke just casually threw another kitchen knife into the slop bucket beside him.

"can."

Zhao Ke himself has no idea about the currency of this world.

Even though he knew that such a price was definitely a monthly salary paid by the boss to cut his own flesh.

But even if the price offered by the boss is not so high, Zhao Ke will still stay.

He needs an identity.

A person who can stay in the capital without worrying about being exposed, but also with peace of mind.

Although it can be disguised, in comparison, the identity of a cook is the most suitable for him.

"Great, what are you guys doing in a daze, go to work for me! Open the door, open for business, and invite customers!"

Seeing Zhao Ke nodding his head in agreement, the boss smiled even more intensely.

Now that there is a cook, the rest will be easy to handle.

Re-open immediately.

And let the guys stand outside to solicit customers, even if they give some discounts, as long as they can attract diners.

After drinking, after all the guys.

The boss came up to him treacherously, and first wanted to get close to Zhao politely.

"Little brother, your cooking skills are so good, you must study hard."

"no!"

"That must be, the master taught well, a famous teacher and a good apprentice!"

"no!"

"Eh...could it be that the little brother is extremely talented and has amazing bones!"

"Neither!"

"What does that depend on?"

The boss was frantic for a while, and found that the newly recruited cook in front of him seemed to be very good at chatting.

I saw Zhao Ke put down to wipe off the water stains on the vegetable pier, then turned around and said, "Blind!"

boss:"……"

Fortunately, although Zhao Ke talked about being blind, his hands-on ability finally gave the boss a reassurance.

Wait for the boss to come out of the kitchen for a while.

Zhao Ke already cleaned up some of the leftovers that Li Dazui hadn't processed.

With the bursts of cooking aromas gushing out.

The boss saw more and more customers in his restaurant, and the pained look on his face was also dispelled a lot.

Zhao Ke's cooking skills are naturally very popular.

Even passers-by diners, just smelling the aroma, will take the initiative to step into the inn.

In just one day, let the boss realize what it means to make a lot of money every day.

There was even a long queue outside.

"Hey, such a good cook, I didn't ask for it, I made it, I really made it!"

The boss fiddled with the abacus in his hand, and his heart was already full of joy.

But wait until it gets dark.

The boss felt worried and took an inventory of the kitchen.

As a result, six kitchen knives were fished out from the slop bucket in the kitchen.

According to Zhao Ke's meaning.

He couldn't stand the smell on the kitchen knife, so he threw away one by one.