The world is cool

It is said that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, but it depends on how fragrant the wine is. The old man stayed in a small restaurant for two months, and forcibly turned my restaurant, which could not be found on the commercial street, into a boutique private restaurant Let’s not talk about the repeat customers, there are people from the TV station who come to interview, what turned out to be a blockbuster, and I’m about to be praised as Guo Degang in the catering industry.After such a publicity by the media, there are more customers, and there are a large number of people who just come here to find out the truth, so I hired two waiters, one is in charge of cashier, and the other is in charge of appeasing the waiting people and orderly distributing numbers .

Although his appearance is a bit awkward, I still agree with Zhou Cheng's statement - the old man is a golden phoenix, no matter where he makes his nest.

"Boss, boss!" The waiter Yu Yu ran in from outside, sweating profusely, "The guests outside are waiting anxiously, and some are even cursing!"

Although it is already the beginning of autumn, the scorching sun is comparable to midsummer.

This is the season when the autumn tiger shows its power. Even in the house, as long as you lean against the floor-to-ceiling windows, you will still be blinded by the sun.So, with my eyes squinted, I seriously considered whether I should join forces with Qiuhu.

"Boss!" Seeing that I didn't say anything, Xiaoyu became anxious.

Sigh, after so many years of being here, I really lost my temper: "Move the speakers out and play songs."

Yu Yu was puzzled: "Then should they be arguing?"

Ruzi cannot be taught.

"Let them argue, you won't turn up the volume louder than they are arguing? If you don't cover it, it's over."

Yu Deling, admired me so much: "Boss, isn't this called deception..."

To deal with Zou Xiao, another unexpected guest came.

It was a man in his thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and tie, and holding a briefcase.The reason why he said he was slow was because this person didn't look like he was here to eat. The first thing a diner does when they enter the door is to look for the menu, but this person only looks at me.

I look like a recipe?

Fortunately, that person didn't put on a show. After a while, the waiter came over and told me, "Boss, there is someone over there who wants to talk to you."

I nodded generously: "No problem, let him order first."

We ate and chatted for 15 minutes later, at that table in the corner by the window, in a small restaurant with a lot of noise.

For strangers, 15 minutes is too long, but for the things we talked about, 15 minutes is definitely a blitz.I forgot what that person's name was. Because I received the business card, I didn't bother to remember his name. He was the manager of a well-known investment company. The purpose of coming to me was also very pure, just to invest in me.

Of course, the investment is not for nothing. When the scale of the store expands and the profit rate doubles or even doubles, their income will naturally rise accordingly.

If it was placed two years ago, I would feel that this is a big pie that fell from the sky and hit me on the head with a bang. If I refuse, it is not a fool, but a pig.But now, on a hot noon in early autumn, when I looked at the cash machine sitting by the window surrounded by golden light, my interest suddenly faded.

I even thought about it for half a minute, and then gave the other party the answer without hesitation—"I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to expand my business yet."

The man was very surprised, he stared at me blankly for a long time before asking: "You can't trust me?"

Seeing that he was about to rectify his company's name in an all-round and three-dimensional manner, I quickly said: "You misunderstood, I have no doubts about you and your company."

The man was even more dizzy: "Then you have a grudge against money?"

I shook my head, and said honestly: "The current master who is in charge of the spoon is only temporary, and will leave soon. At that time, I still don't know what my shop will be like."

The man laughed: "That's why you don't understand the market. Now that your store's reputation has already spread, even if the old master leaves, you can still hire a new one. As long as the salary is enough, it's not difficult to hire a reliable one. You can be a customer." Is it the God of Cookery? After two bites, you can tell which one is Master A and which one is Master B? In fact, 90.00% of the people here are for your brand, as long as the taste is good or better, it is enough. Don’t those who are well-made Do the chefs hired by the chain restaurants from the beginning cook in the same way? When you really reach that level, what you manage is the brand.”

I don't know if the investment company is so confident in each of its potential investment projects, anyway, a beautiful scene of prosperity has been outlined in front of my eyes.It seems that Xiaolu Restaurant will become one of the few high-end catering brands in the city and even in the whole country next month. It is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city, has a magnificent facade, and entertains an endless stream of celebrity guests... "So, think again Let's discuss in a quiet place in a few days." The man looked at his watch from time to time, as if there was a program at the next stop.

I decided to save him time thoughtfully: "No, I think it through very clearly, I really don't need it."

The man frowned, looked at me for a while, and finally sighed: "Give me a reason."

I don't know each other before, so I don't think it's necessary to make up beautiful words, so I gave the most true feeling: "I'm tired of thinking about it, and I'm too lazy to do it."

After a long time, the man didn't speak, just looked at me with the eyes of aliens, as if I was an unknown species.I think he is quite self-cultivated, because if our identities were reversed, I would definitely scold my face, "You don't get tired of fucking every day!"

Sending the man away, I stared at his business card for a while, I didn't miss the regret of the benefactor, but I was a little dazed, because I didn't know what else I could do day by day, there was someone at the cashier, someone sending out the number, and cooking. There are people, there are people in the waiter, but just wandering around like this, I feel tired, so tired that I don't want to do anything, even if it can make more money.

I think there is something wrong with me, maybe brain, maybe psychology, maybe both.

But where is the root of the problem?

"Boss, if you have nothing to do, go outside for a walk." The waiter pony finished paying the guests, and turned to persuade me, "You are dangling here like a kite with a broken string. There are several guests. Ask me what you do."

Well, my boss is getting in the way.

"You tell them that I am the treasure of the town store!"

Xiao Ma gave a thumbs up: "Boss, that's how confident he is!"

Poverty is so poor, but after being reminded by Xiao Ma, I also feel that I am redundant. Since the front hall is fine, let's go to the back kitchen.

"Let me tell you whether yours is a human brain or a pig's brain. When this dish is cooked, the soup must be completely drained, even if there is a little left, it will affect the taste of the dish!"

"They can't eat it..."

"Okay, then you get up early and cook every dish in a big pot. Whoever orders something, you can get some out of it and put it on the table. Anyway, customers can't eat it, and it saves time!"

"Master, aren't you being ridiculous..."

"Who is your master, I only have Hua Diao as an apprentice!"

"Tch, other big flowers are not willing to talk to you, you see you said so much, did he answer you?"

"You son of a bitch..."

"Master, can you scold me not to take my dad along?"

"Hua Diao, why are you secretly having fun!"

"Master, it's too difficult to be your apprentice, even Le doesn't have the autonomy..."

"Li Xiaobao, you son of a bitch won't get on the house for three days!"

... One old and two young, the back kitchen seemed to be their private space. I stood outside the door against the wall and listened for a long time, but I couldn't find the time to go in and talk.In the end I simply gave up and just listened to their internal quarrel, although it was noisy, but it was also very enjoyable, and the family was always reunited in the end.

Ordinarily, the old man should be the signboard of that restaurant in Beijing. The owner of the hotel has no objection to such a treasure who has been away for almost three months?I thought darkly, maybe I should call the "boss" and let him know, and it would be best if the other party can send two people to kidnap the pair of live treasures, leaving only my Huahua.

my flower.

This should be in the past tense.

Quietly leaving the hotel, I decided to leave early, it would be the same if I was there or not, the waiter thought I was in the way.On the way home, I bought a case of beer and wanted to get drunk with Zhou Cheng.Why Zhou Cheng?Because he said that I am becoming more and more like a bitter woman.

Feng's ulterior motives along the way have never been revealed to anyone, but there is always a genius like Zhou Cheng who hits the spot. As the price for revealing the secret, I think he should accompany me to drink this meal.

It was so easy to move the car upstairs, I didn't open the door of my own house, but went directly to ring the doorbell next door.

No one answered.

Strange, theoretically speaking, these two people should stay at home around the clock.Because of the company they were working on, the main job content was to operate for others, to put it bluntly, to get a computer and a network cable to work together.

Not reconciled, I took out my mobile phone to make a call, but no one answered, both numbers.

This is not scientific!I stood at the door thinking hard about where the two of them might go, and my brain hurt from thinking about it.

But I don't want to give up, because I really need to talk to someone now, drink, no matter who, anyway, what I drink is not wine but loneliness.

Just as I was using my brainstorming to search for all the possible places Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic could go, the door in front of me opened with a "squeak" and Zhou Cheng stood in front of me, his eyes narrowed slightly, with unhealthy red blood shining through his eyes. Faintly murderous.

I couldn't understand it: "Why do you take so long at home to open the door?"

I always feel that Zhou Cheng used all his strength to restrain himself from throwing the door panel on my face.

Seeing Zhou Cheng turn around and leave, I quickly picked up my beer and followed closely.

As soon as I entered the living room, I felt something unusual—the little lunatic was there, and he was half-lying on the sofa in an absolutely inelegant posture, with a loose T-shirt and boxer panties underneath, uh , very homely.

The little lunatic let me watch, very calm, but his eyes were full of dissatisfaction: "Feng Yiyi, you really know how to pick the time, and you are doing a good job..."

Zhou Cheng didn't let him finish his sentence, and stuffed him into the bedroom like catching a chicken, and finally took the key from the outside and locked it neatly.

I am grateful to him.

The little lunatic said, I'm really embarrassed to listen.

"Just sleepy, take a nap, you two have a good chat—"

Through the door panel, someone's resonant voice still pierced through.

Zhou Cheng's face was covered with dark clouds.

I looked up at him with great admiration: "You are the only one who can afford this daughter-in-law."

Zhou Cheng sat down and glanced at the beer box on the ground: "You don't stay in the restaurant during the day, and you come to my house to discuss my wife's audience?"

I raised my eyebrows maliciously: "You can pronounce the word daughter-in-law quite slickly."

Zhou Cheng bent down and tore off the adhesive tape on the beer box, took out a few cans of beer and put them on the coffee table: "It's just a title, if you don't think about it too much, it's no different from a name."

"Actually, I have never figured it out. Isn't the little lunatic straight? How did he fall in love with you?"

Zhou Cheng smiled and asked, "Are you here to drink with me, or to gossip?"

I opened two cans of beer, stuffed one into Zhou Cheng's hand, and asked respectfully, "Are we going to do both?"