Tasting food, deciding on the menu, confirming the division of labor, all the subsequent procedures went smoothly. With the two old guests, Li Dacheng and Zhong Mingli, leading the newcomers, basically all the details that needed attention were explained to everyone.

Xi Ruan's position naturally became a waiter and receptionist, responsible for guiding customers, taking orders and cashiering. The cold dishes made by Zhao Xingang were relatively simple, so he was also responsible for serving the dishes, and helping Xi Ruan share the business at other times.

Others are mainly responsible for the busy kitchen.

There are 11 tables in the restaurant, which can accommodate 48 people dining at the same time, which is a bit stressful for amateurs like them.

But fortunately, they only serve dinner, and the program team has upgraded the equipment. Dishes are ordered using a food ordering device. After Xi Ruan places the order, the screen in the back kitchen will display and broadcast what dishes table number has ordered. After everyone has prepared the dishes, they just need to check the box on another screen, which saves a big step.

The night in Country F was very quiet. Everyone had finished their work in the restaurant and returned to the B&B early to rest, but the hall, which should have been empty, was still brightly lit.

“Then if they ask me if I have any discounts, how should I answer?”

"Just say..."

"What would they say if they told me they were allergic to something?"

"I usually use I'mallergictosth..."

Zhao Xingang sat at the dining table, writing furiously, constantly asking Xi Ruan questions to improve his English.

The two would also simulate conversations, with Xi Ruan pretending to be a guest and asking questions that a guest might ask, and Zhao Xingang would remember and answer them.

“Vinegar, soy sauce, chilli…” Zhao Xingang repeated in a low voice and scratched the back of his head in annoyance.

He has given back all the English he learned to the teacher, and now he has to make up for it. Otherwise, when he works as a waiter, he won't understand what people are saying. It would be a waste of time to use the translator to go back and forth.

Fortunately, there are not many common expressions used in restaurants, and his basics are pretty good. He should be able to master them after some hard study tomorrow.

Zhao Xingang looked at the clock in the living room and realized that it was almost eleven o'clock.

"It's so late!? You should go back to your room and get some rest!" Zhao Xingang hurriedly packed his things, fearing that he would delay Xi Ruan for even a minute longer.

"Girls need to get more sleep and not stay up late, otherwise it will be bad for their skin." He muttered as he stood up.

Xi Ruan smiled, said "Okay", asked him to go to bed early, and then got up and went upstairs.

Zhao Xingang looked at Xi Ruan's back and suddenly felt embarrassed.

In the afternoon, he showed off half a bowl of taro paste to someone, and in the evening, he asked someone to tutor him for half a day. In the end, he didn't say anything and just sent the person back home, as if it was a matter of course.

But how should I thank them?

He looked around with some embarrassment, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he had an idea.

In the room upstairs.

As soon as Xi Ruan came back, he stretched and yawned lightly.

"I'm a little tired..." She threw herself on the bed and lay there quietly for a while before getting up again.

"I won't study today. I haven't fully adapted to the time difference yet. If I'm not in a good state, my study efficiency won't be high."

The girl muttered to herself, picked up the hairpin on the bedside table, put it on her head, and walked towards the camera in the room.

"Okay~ That's all for today, good night everyone~ All night owls should go to bed early~"

She smiled gently and waved at the camera. Under the dim light, the girl looked warm like an elf in the dark night.

The night owls in the live broadcast room raised their hands obsessively to say goodbye to her, and indulged in the sweetness of being called "baby" by her, and then the screen went black and the camera was covered.

Netizens reluctantly typed barrages of [Good night] [Good night Ruan Ruan] to bid farewell to her and prepared to exit the live broadcast room.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and everyone stopped clicking their fingers.

[What's going on? Who's knocking on the door? ]

[I was so scared, I thought my door rang, I got so scared! ]

[Someone is knocking on Ruan Ruan's door! ! What's going on! ? ]

Everyone was talking about it, and then they heard Xi Ruan's footsteps, followed by her soft question:

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Zhao Xingang." The older boy's low voice came from outside, as if he was afraid of disturbing others.

Xi Ruan blinked in confusion and opened the door cautiously.

Zhao Xingang, who was standing outside the door, immediately saw the little head sticking out from the crack in the door.

<divclass="contentadv">There were still drops of water on the girl's face, and it was obvious that she was interrupted by him while washing up.

Zhao Xingang smiled embarrassedly. After Xi Ruan confirmed that it was Zhao Xingang, he opened the door generously.

"Is there something you don't understand?"

Xi Ruan thought that he still had some questions that he didn't understand, so he came to ask her.

Zhao Xingang touched the back of his head and stretched out one hand from behind his back.

"Well, I'm here to bring you some milk. You'll sleep better after drinking it. I'm really sorry to bother you today. Thank you."

Xi Ruan looked down at the glass in his hand, took it gladly, and smiled at him.

"Thank you~ It's nothing actually." Xi Ruan held the cup and found that the milk was actually hot. Zhao Xingang was quite attentive.

Her smile became more genuine, and she said softly, "You should get some rest too, you'll be busy tomorrow."

After saying that, Xi Ruan stood there waiting for Zhao Xingang to leave.

However, Zhao Xingang did not move.

She looked carefully and found that Zhao Xingang was in a daze, which made her feel a little strange.

"Zhao Xingang?" she called out.

Zhao Xingang suddenly came back to his senses, and seeing Xi Ruan's puzzled eyes, he realized that it was very impolite for him to stare at her blankly.

"Ah! Sorry!" His heart skipped a beat and he tried to explain clearly so that the other party wouldn't think too much. "I might be too sleepy. You...you should go to sleep. Good night!"

He stood in the corridor at a loss, his hands wet with sweat.

Xi Ruan didn't care too much about what he said. She nodded, said "see you tomorrow" and closed the door.

Outside the door, Zhao Xingang stood for more than a minute before his heartbeat slowed down.

He exhaled heavily, his eyes flickering, and after taking a deep look at Xi Ruan's door, he slowly left.

-

The next day, the guests of the program went out at nine o'clock.

Today is Sunday. Unlike in China, almost all shops here are closed. Only a few large supermarkets are open, but they are only open half a day.

The local people attach great importance to rest and enjoy their holidays.

But Xi Ruan and the others went out not to rest, but to distribute flyers.

That’s right, in order to save money, they can only use this most primitive way of promotion.

There are not many people on the street near the restaurant, so in order to achieve better results, they can only split up into several groups and go to different places to distribute flyers.

Zhong Mingli and Shen Dacheng discussed it and decided to take Xi Ruan to the library and the church.

"Come on, Ruan Ruan, let's get in the car!"

Zhong Mingli opened the car door without saying a word and got in first.

Xi Ruan had no objection to this and followed Zhong Mingli into the car obediently.

On the other side, Shen Dacheng and Chef Cheng were discussing whether to go to the park first or to the square first. Zhao Xingang was standing nearby. When he saw Xi Ruan and Zhong Mingli getting in the car to leave, he panicked for a moment.

He looked at Shen Dacheng, then at Xi Ruan's silhouette sitting in the car. He didn't have time to worry too much. He gritted his teeth and rushed straight to the car, "Hey! Sister Zhong, Sister Xi Ruan! Wait for me, I'm with you!"

The car door closed with a bang and Zhao Xingang got in smoothly.

In a few seconds, the car started and set off.

Shen Dacheng and Chef Cheng smelled the exhaust fumes from the rear of the car and frowned in confusion.

No, why did Zhao Xingang go with them? !

They had clearly agreed yesterday that the men would act together today!

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