Mars trainee

A few people had a simple meal, and started working in the afternoon.

Zuo Cheng wasn't even full, but when he saw the guests coming in, he couldn't ignore them.

The two foreigners who came in seemed to be traveling to the local area.

After they sat down, they ordered two glasses of passion fruit lemonade in silence.

Zuo Cheng made two cups and served them up.

A bearded man just took a sip, then raised his volume, pointed to Zuo Cheng and said, "What is this? It's so terrible,? Do it again!"

Because of his loud voice, people around him, including the guests, turned to look at the bearded man with shocked expressions.

Zuo Cheng walked over calmly, and asked with a smile: "Is it not to your taste? Is it too bland or too strong?"

"Are you using passion fruit? It smells rotten! Is this something for guests to drink?" The bearded man patted the table, "Come and taste it yourself."

Fu Chaoxi poured a glass, frowned and tasted it after drinking it, and said, "I think it's pretty good,? There's no peculiar smell, isn't this just a normal taste?"

The rest of the people also gathered around to taste it, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, feeling that the guest was deliberately making things difficult for them.

Zuo Cheng said: "We use fresh passion fruit and lemons in our store. Why don't you come to the back kitchen to have a look? Or make a cup yourself. I'll give you this cup for free."

The bearded man was a little surprised, "Free?"

Zuo Cheng nodded.

"Why did you give him free? He already has this attitude." Su Yang didn't quite understand.

Xu Luyang watched from the side without saying a word.

Big Beard went into the back kitchen, picked two lemons from the refrigerator, and two passion fruits, sliced ​​the lemons, mashed them, and scooped out the pulp with a spoon, then mixed the two together, poured some water into it , close the lid, and shake vigorously repeatedly.

"It's fine." The bearded man was very proud, and then asked, "Where's the cup?"

Zuo Cheng helped him clean the cup and handed it over.

After the bearded man was healed, he took a sip, and then spat out, "It's so bitter, why is it so bitter."

He looked up at Zuo Cheng resentfully, "Is there something wrong with your lemons?"

"This is a lemon you cut yourself. You can choose to drink your homemade cup for free or pay for a special drink from our store. You can choose by yourself. If you can't do it, please patronize another store." Zuo Cheng said English is fluent and clear.

After the bearded man tried it himself, he knew he was wrong, and he couldn't drink the drink he made himself, so he asked silently: "Then let's drink yours."

"20 dollars a cup." Zuo Cheng lowered his head and wrote down a sum in his notebook.

"Why is it so expensive?"

Zuo Cheng smiled and said: "Because the service fee is included, the time for receiving you can be used elsewhere, and you can receive several guests."

The bearded man paid the money, and wanted to get angry, but found that so many people in the store seemed to be laughing at him, so he had to pay, picked up a drink and left with his friend.

After he left, Su Yang looked at Zuo Cheng with some admiration and said: "Sure enough, Mr. Zuo's title of 'human animal' is not called for nothing. The attitude of the guest just now, if it were me, he might be angry on the spot. You It's really bearable."

Zuo Cheng walked over and said: "We are service personnel, no matter what they say, we can't argue with them, think about the problem from another angle, give the guest several solutions, and satisfy his unreasonable demands in another way can solve the conflict gone."

It was only then that Su Yang realized that Zuo Cheng didn't have the mentality of a social animal, he just had a high IQ, okay, in the final analysis, he still didn't have enough brains to turn around.

"I think you are a good material to be a waiter. Why don't you make your debut and stay and continue working. What's the future of your debut? Why don't you work here? If you work hard here, you can enjoy the sea view." Fu Chaoxi Patted his shoulder and said.

"You just took a fancy to my debut position, you can take the position after I quit." Zuo Chengbai glanced at him.

"Hahahahahahahahaha." Fu Chaoxi stuck out his tongue, and then walked into the back kitchen with a plate.

There is almost no one who does not hate washing dishes. The dishes in the restaurant are full of grease, so cleaning the kitchen is a hard job, and everyone is unwilling to do it. The last job is left to Zuo Chengqian, and a few boys stand aside chattering Talk about leaving get off work soon.

Xu Luyang couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over to help, the two silently scrubbed the dishes, their backs ached from exhaustion.

In the end, everyone has to distribute the money they earned today, and those young masters who don’t want to wash the dishes still complain in a low voice, “It’s just such a small amount of money after a tiring day? It’s so little.”

"Just a few hundred? I'm dizzy, is it really divided equally?"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Luyang went into a rage, "Are you so embarrassed that you don't have enough money? You don't know how much work each of you has done? The more you work, the more you have to distribute according to your work. It's not bad for you. How dare you complain? I If it were your boss, you wouldn't have to go to work tomorrow."

Xu Luyang sternly mentored the upper body, scolding everyone speechless.

——"It's really too much to look there without work."

——"I saw Zuo Cheng busy all day long."

——"Actually, Fu Chaoxi and the others worked very hard. I can understand it. I haven't worked since I was a child, so I can't do it well."

——"Teacher Xu taught them a vivid lesson."

"Teacher Xu, don't be angry, we were wrong." Su Yang bowed his head and was the first to apologize.

Fu Chaoxi also walked over and said: "It's good to give money, everyone can use the money to play."

Only then did the atmosphere calm down a bit.

But there was a boy who stood still and seemed to have a different idea.

"Xie Lin, what's wrong with you?" Fu Chaoxi asked.

"I think everyone's division of labor is different, so the amount of work can't be used to determine the allocation. For example, it would be easier to work at the front desk, but this is a job with technical content, and you should get more than the back kitchen." Xie Lin said, "I'm not fussing over every detail, I just think it's fairer. Of course, no one needs the 200 yuan."

"What you said also makes sense." Xu Luyang nodded, "So how do you think it should be divided?"

"I think you are a bit biased towards Zuo Cheng, and we should share some of his money." Xie Lin plausibly said, "I know that you have a good relationship in private, but this is not suitable, and the gap is too big. In fact, everyone doesn't care much. Comfortable."

Xu Luyang's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and everyone seemed to be saying, "I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

"Yes." Xu Luyang nodded, took a third of the money from Zuo Cheng's mobile phone and distributed it to everyone.

Xie Lin seemed very happy, so he didn't say anything.

In the evening, they held a party by the sea with the money they earned.

There is a barbecue grill in the restaurant. They bought a lot of ingredients and grilled by themselves by the sea.

Near the seafood market, the prawns here are fresh and big. Sprinkled with salt and pepper, the prawns are grilled until they squeak, change color, bow their bodies, and taste delicious and refreshing.

Xu Luyang likes to eat grilled leeks and grilled eggplants. Cut the eggplants apart, sprinkle with minced garlic and minced meat, and then wrap them in tin foil. All will fall.

Zuo Chengban sat on the high stool and took a sip of beer, then took out his guitar and played a piece of music casually.

Xu Luyang squinted his eyes to see his white shirt flying up and down in the sea breeze, and took out his mobile phone to take a photo. This moment is precious.

Zuo Chengxiu plucked the chords with his long fingers, looked at Xu Luyang with a smile, coughed, and sang the song "Star".

"Night where light dies

around the other side of the galaxy

i flew far

the day i saw the stars

Your life is falling before my eyes

If silence is also a language

The stars are the only light source that records the civilization before it goes out

you lie among the rose clouds

Be irradiated and become an eternal commemoration"

Xu Luyang looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pupil was the star closest to him.

"Wow, it sounds so good." Fu Chaoxi held the stage vigorously and cheered.

Immediately afterwards, several people also started to play the guitar and dance. Everyone drank beer and chatted with the people around them.

The sea breeze is so nice, it made Xu Luyang feel like he was holding a kiss, and couldn't help but close his eyes.

When we broke up, we went back to the hotel. In the reassigned room today, everyone lived in a single room.

Zuo Cheng was lying on the bed and swiping his phone, and saw that all the dynamics of Xu Luyang's trumpet were made public again.

When Yang Dingfeng showed him before, the content didn't seem to be that much, Zuo Cheng guessed that it must have been hidden by him.

Xu Luyang posted a new post on his trumpet, with a picture of the guitar lying on the beach.

"You, a star, have your own name in my universe."

Today, Zuo Cheng's Weibo fan group exploded, because Zuo Cheng, who hadn't posted on Weibo for thousands of years, suddenly posted a confusing sentence.

"The stars are not luminous bodies, and you are my universe alone."

The donut that hopes to be flopped by Cheng Zai every day: what's the situation?Who did you say this to?

Zuo Cheng replied to the donut who hoped to be flopped by Cheng Zai every day: Don't ask, it's not you anyway.

The donut that hopes to be flopped by Cheng Zai every day: It was answered ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhI'm so happy to be bullied, I'm going to run around downstairs!

The next morning, when Xu Luyang saw Zuo Cheng's Weibo, he felt a secret and huge joy in his heart.

Um?How did he know his trumpet? ? ?

If you don't know, what does he mean by posting these?What are you implying?

Jingluo: I really want to know who Chengcheng is talking about, can it be love?Who is so lucky? My God, the person Cheng Cheng likes is so good! Cry!

Seeing the screams and doubts in his comment area, Xu Luyang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

They guess whatever they want, it doesn't matter, anyway, he belongs to me, and it belongs to me alone.

This kind of tacit happiness is only understood by him and Zuo Cheng.