Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

Among friends, Chu Guoqing has the biggest mouth, but what he knows will never be a secret, but Ming Qian is not prepared to hide it, he is fully confident that his friends will not break up with him just because his sexual orientation "changed" , but let them know better in advance.

Especially with Chu Guoqing as the microphone, there is no need to explain one by one.

When Mr. Yang and the others came, the first few tables hadn't left yet. The eight tables were full of people, and there were more men in the company. There were only four girls, and the others were all men. The amount of food ordered at each table made Yao dumbfounded.

After resting for less than half an hour, Ming Qian continued to work, but Chu Guoqing couldn't stand it, so he chose to sit at the front desk to rest, and later had dinner with Ming Qian and the others. He glanced at Ming Qian furtively, thinking of Ming Qian Without letting himself keep it secret, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and howled in the group: "Brothers, do you want to eat melons?"

The usually quiet group of friends suddenly exploded.

"What kind of melon? I'll tell you fat man, I'll cut you if the melon is too small."

"Where there are melons, there is me. Tell me, is it because Yangzi's family has gone bankrupt?"

"Fuck, are you expecting my family to go bankrupt every day?"

"Xiao Ming is in love!!!"

"..."

"That's it?"

"That's it?"

"Xiao Ming is dating a man!"

"...Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Really? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Xiao Ming just told me."

"This... this wave..."

Chu Guoqing's fingers were as swift as the wind, almost leaving behind shadows.

"I guarantee it with the flesh on my body. It is absolutely true. His partner is in the store. He is tall and handsome, but he seems to have a bit of a temper."

"Work as the receptionist in Xiao Ming's shop."

A group of friends talked a lot, some said that they felt that Ming Qian’s sexuality was not right, and thought that Ming Qian hadn’t had a girlfriend for so many years because he was gay.

Some also said that our friends this year are not good, and even Mingqian is gay and doesn't like us.

"Let's go and see together next time."

"That's right, Xiao Ming has a house and a shop anyway, if that man is a fisherman, we have to find a way to beat the mandarin ducks."

"Come on, what are you doing? Xiao Ming still has so much left on his house and shop loans, which fisherman is so short-sighted."

"Unless Xiao Ming lies to others that he owns a full-payment house and shop, but Xiao Ming is not that kind of person."

"The drinks are on the cabinet, you take them yourself, but remember to tell me so that you won't have to pay later." Ming Qian leaned over and said to Chu Guoqing just after serving a table of food.

Chu Guoqing was taken aback, his body trembled, and his mobile phone fell on the table. He was panicked as if he had been caught doing something wrong. He looked around guiltily, and his eyes fell on the gate, hoping that some guests would come in to ease the embarrassment. .

"Okay, stop pretending, I don't know you yet?" Ming Qian sneered, "It's good for them to know earlier, so I don't have to notify you one by one, as long as they don't break up with me."

Chu Guoqing: "Who would break up with you because of this? What year is it? I won't break up with you even if you wear thongs."

Mingqian: "..."

"Thank you so much." Ming Qian silently asked Chu Guoqing to get a can of Coke on the counter.

The guests were eating in full swing. If there were no female customers in the store, they would probably want to take off their clothes and eat shirtless.

Mr. Yang drank several bowls of soup, but he still didn't put down the bowl.

"Mr. Yang, why don't you just drink soup and eat vegetables? This beef is absolutely perfect."

Mr. Yang took another sip of the soup, waved his hands and said: "You young people don't understand. When I was young, I ate hot pot casually. Now it's no longer good. If it is a little spicy, I will get angry and my stomach is not good. This soup is good. Drink it It's comfortable, and the stomach is warmed up."

The young people were impatient to drink the soup, although Mingqian recommended it, they were still busy eating the dishes.

No matter how fragrant the clear soup pot is, it is not as overbearing as the aroma of the red oil pot.

Mr. Yang enthusiastically said: "Try this soup, it is fragrant and mellow, there is not much oil on the surface, and it is not greasy at all."

"Stomach-warming and fragrant." Mr. Yang put down the bowl contentedly.

He came out to the society after graduating from junior high school, went to construction sites, and drove a truck. Later, by chance, he entered the jade trading business. He gradually gained some capital and started his own company. However, his previous life still remains in his body. There are traces.

Stomach disease doesn't seem to be a serious disease, as long as you take medicine, it won't affect your life much.

But when the stomach attack occurs, the pain makes people want to jump out of the window and use unconsciousness to relieve the pain.

In the past few years, life has improved and income has been stable. Mr. Yang has become obsessed with various health soups.

I thought that when I came to eat hot pot this time, the employees were in charge of eating it and I was responsible for watching it. But he didn’t expect that there would be soup to drink. Other hot pot restaurants would only provide free white fungus soup, which was so sweet that it was greasy, so did the hot pot soup base. Never drink.

But the clear soup here, he just took a sip and couldn't stop.

To him, whether the soup is good or not is not only the difference in taste. This soup is white and mellow, with a little sweetness, which makes it more delicious to drink. It doesn't taste too much seasoning, but it has a little salty taste. That moment in the throat can make a person tremble.

When he ate, he felt his stomach warm up.

Mr. Yang wiped his face, with a smile on his face, his whole body seemed to be warm.

The employees are not interested in drinking soup, they still prefer to eat meat, talking and eating in full swing, and start grabbing the beef as soon as it comes out of the pot.

"This hot pot is really amazing! No wonder the business is so good."

"Fortunately, I called to book a table, otherwise there must be no seats, but there are too few seats, so how many tables are there?"

"What do you know, if you can sell so many bracelets at once, the family must not be short of money, and it must be the rich second generation who opened a shop to experience life."

"Bullshit, if it weren't for the lack of money, would you sell so many bracelets at once? The water head is so good, I would save the promotion if it was me, and now many places are exhausted. As long as there is a market, the price of good things will not fall. "

"Leave me a piece of beef! Are you pigs?! You can eat without pigs!"

"However, even if the boss is not a rich second generation, he will not be poor. The business is so good that he can definitely earn a lot every month."

"My cousin pushes a cart and sells barbecue in his hometown. He can earn more than 1 yuan a month, which is more than me."

When Ming Qian passed by, he heard a few words, and he was a little dumbfounded. It was because they didn't come here yesterday, and when they came yesterday, they knew what it means to be deserted, miserable and miserable.

It may be because the business in the store is so good that every table in the hall is full, and there is a scent coming out, so some customers come to ask if they need to get a number.

"I'll move two chairs for you, and I'll call you when there are empty tables." Ming Qian would never let the guests leave.

The customers were not in a hurry, or maybe they were used to queuing up. The two went to buy two cups of milk tea and sat outside the store waiting.

There are more and more customers waiting outside.

"Your business is so good?" The owner of the noodle shop next door was about to come over to buy some hot pot ingredients, and when he came here, he almost cried with envy.

Ming Qian was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, spinning like a spinning top.

Seeing this, the noodle shop owner knew that Ming Qian was too busy, there were still seven or eight customers waiting outside, all the extra chairs in the shop had been moved out, the noodle shop owner rolled up his sleeves: "Go ahead, I'll greet you. "

Ming Qian quickly said: "I invite you to dinner tomorrow!"

The owner of the noodle shop waved his hand: "Is there still a meal for you?"

Chu Guoqing rested for a long time, and he also volunteered to help. He felt that after this night, he would definitely be able to lose two catties of flesh. In the future, his nickname would not be fat but thin.

"Little brother, aren't you tired?" Chu Guoqing asked the energetic Yao when he was clearing the table.

He didn't know where Mingqian got this kid here, he was like a bonded laborer in the old society, he didn't know whether he was tired or not, he only knew how to work hard.

From the perspective of the boss, of course I think such an employee is good.

But they are also workers. Chu Guoqing now feels that his good buddy is squeezing the child too much.

Yao picked up the basket of bowls and chopsticks that had been put away, grinning and showing his white teeth: "I'm not tired, so how much work is this? I do more in my hometown."

Chu Guoqing was shocked: "Where are you from?"

Yao: "In the mountains to the north."

Chu Guoqing: "..."

He has heard that children in some impoverished areas have to do a lot of work since childhood.

But I never thought I would meet him by my side.

Yao didn't know what Chu Guoqing was thinking at all, he said cheerfully, "Fortunately, there is a boss, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out."

Chu Guoqing looked at Yao with sympathy in his eyes, and at the same time he was glad that he was not born in such a poor and miserable place like Yao.

The owner of the noodle shop called outside: "Is number three there? Is number three there?! Is number three there!!!!"

If number three is not around, he will call the number later.

Because there is no numbering machine, all the numbers are written by the owner of the noodle shop himself, and he is not afraid of counterfeiting-who is counterfeiting this thing, it's not like buying a ticket and scalpers.

The numbered guests sat at the door and waited, and Ming Qian didn't prepare any snacks, so he could only let them sit.

Fortunately, the customers can find things to pass the time by themselves, and those who sell snacks next to them will be blessed, and the business will continue to flow.

Especially the milk tea shop, because it is not a chain brand, there are almost no customers in normal times, and there are few orders for takeaways. It is rare that the business is as good as tonight.

The owner of the milk tea shop almost laughed to death.

Most of the guests are couples or little sisters. Even if couples sit outside the door, they can still touch each other's shoulders.

It's just that the smell of hot pot is too strong, and I'm a little hungry after shopping for another day.

More greedy.

"Why didn't I know there was a hot pot restaurant here before? It's really delicious."

"Maybe it's just opened recently? The newly opened business can be so good, and the taste will definitely not be bad."

"My saliva is almost drooling, the hot pot is really delicious."

There were also people impatiently queuing up: "Don't all hot pots have the same flavor? You can eat it at any restaurant without queuing."

The girlfriend was upset: "What do you mean? I just want to eat this hot pot. If you don't want to line up, just leave. Am I forcing you to line up with me?"

The boyfriend stood up, and his voice became louder: "You are the only one who asks too much! Why can't you be more considerate and considerate of me like other girlfriends? I have worked hard all day, and I want to accompany you to eat this shit hot pot!"

The girlfriend also stood up: "Do you think it makes sense for you to have a loud voice? Who do you want me to learn from? Who do you want to learn from?"

"I'm guilty of eating hot pot, right?! You worked hard and I didn't work hard? You don't want to line up, so tell me, what are you frying?!"

Boyfriend: "Did I blow it up?! Didn't I tell you nicely?!"

The girlfriend was so angry: "If you don't eat it, get out! You are not ashamed, I am ashamed!"

Boyfriend: "If I don't eat it, you don't even want to eat it!"

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, as if they were about to fight if they disagreed, Ming Qian quickly put down the dinner plate and ran out.

There are already a few customers in line who stand far away, fearing that they will be affected by Chi Yu.

"Beauty, handsome guy, stop arguing." Ming Qian ran over with a grim expression - the soles of his feet really hurt.

Probably a "nosy" person finally came, and the boyfriend grabbed Ming Qian's wrist and asked, "Do you think she is being unreasonable? I told her that I am busy today, so I want to eat something fast and go back early." Rest, if she insists on eating hot pot, she can even choose a business that is so good, the queue will make my brain ache!"

Originally, when the girlfriend saw that he was a handsome guy who ran out, she was less angry and didn't want to be too embarrassed in front of outsiders, but when her boyfriend said this, she immediately retorted: "Why didn't you say that you wanted to eat Internet celebrity western food, I will accompany you You queued for two hours? You are the only one who is tired, am I not?! Am I not working?! Am I not angry at the company?!"

Girlfriend: "You say I'm making trouble for no reason?! Okay! Break up! You go find someone who doesn't make trouble for no reason!"

Mingqian: "..."

Boyfriend: "Split it! Whoever is the grandson doesn't matter!"

Girlfriend: "Go away!"

The boyfriend shook his hand violently and got out.

The girl covered her face and cried.

Ming Qian: "Beauty, why don't you give him a call?"

"Maybe it can be saved?"

Girl: "What to save? I'm too used to him! I'm just crying, I'm unlucky,"

Ming Qian had never been in a relationship before, so he really didn't know if this was a normal reaction to a broken relationship, so he held back for a few seconds before he said: "Then do you still eat?"

The girl shed tears: "Eat! Why don't you eat! It's been so long!"

Ming Qian: "Alright then, I'll give you a drink then."

The girl laughed through her tears: "Thank you boss."

Ming Qian could only laugh: "You're welcome."

Although I don't know if this is considered a solution, but the customers who lined up finally came back to sit, and Ming Qian went back to work in the store.

The two girls looked at Ming Qian's back as he entered the store, and winked together.

"It's really handsome. Fortunately, we recognized the street."

"I thought the boss turned on a beauty filter every time he pointed the camera at me."

"I'm going to ask if I can record a video."

"You go and try it, I think this store will definitely become popular, we have to be the first to eat crabs."

The customers queuing up smelled the hot pot aroma from the store, and the more they smelled, the more hungry they became. Some people were so hungry that they went to the noodle shop next door to order a small bowl of noodles, and the two of them shared the food and continued to wait.

There are also people who go to a fried chicken restaurant and order a chicken steak for two.

This street has never been so bustling. The bustle belongs to the Food City across the street. All they have is mottled walls, high rent, and few guests.

The bosses of every shop were smiling from ear to ear, and the noodle shop owner who came to help also saw customers coming into his noodle shop one after another, and there was a smile on his tired and stiff face.

With You Jun's help, Ming Qian suddenly found that the business in the shop was not so busy.

Youjun can do things well by himself, and he is not in a hurry. Even because of him, many tables with only female guests have been ordering food one after another, probably to get a closer look at Youjun's handsome face.

Although Youjun always has a straight face and doesn't seem to smile at all, but he looks good and takes advantage.

The male customers were eating hotly at this time, eager to rush into the pot and swim, and naturally they didn't care about You Jun's attitude.

Even though You Jun handled it with ease at this time, Ming Qian didn't dare to let You Jun continue to do this-it seemed that he had to hire another waiter.

But he was afraid to hire a normal human waiter. What if he saw something wrong with Haruka?

After all, Yaoba... the behavior is often not very human.

From time to time, Yao will bark a few times, and when he is resting, he prefers to return to his original shape and nestle. Ming Qian does not want to order Yao to suppress his own nature, which is not a harmful nature.

Ming Qian decided to ask You Jun when he went back at night, if he could find someone from Yao's clan to come over, or as long as he was a monster, the salary was the same as Yao's.

"Boss, I'm your fan!" The two girls suddenly blocked Ming Qian's way.

Ming Qian is not in a hurry, the service industry is like this, customers have any needs or questions, no matter how busy they are, they have to stop, this is the most basic, he still has the food in his hand, and asked in surprise: "I still have fans? "

Ming Qian had question marks in his head.

The two girls looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. One of them said: "We have all followed you, and we only know where the store is after watching the video. Today I came to visit the store. Boss, can we record a video?"

Ming Qian is happy, but he is too busy now, he said embarrassedly: "It's a bit busy now, I don't think there is a place to set up a tripod for video recording, why don't you guys come later, or come back tomorrow? It's fine just for dinner."

The girl waved her hands again and again: "We are not in a hurry, then let's go shopping and come back when there are fewer people."

Ming Qian smiled at them again.

When the girls walked out of the store, their cheeks were flushed with excitement. It was the first time for them to visit the store and contact someone they saw online. This was a novel feeling, and the excitement it brought was unparalleled.

He even had a feeling that he was Bole.

"The guy at the front desk seems to be working as a waiter."

"I didn't see the front face in the video before, and I didn't expect to see the front face after entering the store."

"You should be able to see it when you come to record the video later, right?"

The two girls met head to head, both feeling that this trip was not in vain.

"It would be great if a big V came to visit the store."

"I sent private messages to several bloggers I like before, and I guess they didn't read them."

"Many of them collect money to visit stores. You think bloggers love to do charity."

When someone was checking out, could he be a member to recharge money? Only then did Ming Qian realize that he had forgotten about it. He didn't even have an official account, so he could only say: "It's a trial operation now, and it will be available when it officially opens." If you become a member, there will definitely be discounts at that time.”

The customer came interested: "What discount? I'm not the boss. Your shop is too small, and the taste is so good. I'm afraid I'll be insane in queuing in the future!"

Ming Qian: "Hahahaha, it would be great if that's the case, and I will definitely find a bigger front by then."

The guest looked at the warm smile on Ming Qian's face, and he just ate a satisfying hot pot meal, his whole body was warm, and he also smiled: "Boss, the business will definitely prosper in the future and make a fortune."

The hot pot restaurant was full of chatter and laughter, and the rising heat spread to the street. The popularity of the queue attracted more passers-by, resulting in more and more customers queuing. The owner of the noodle shop had to write the number, which made his hands sore. Arabic numerals are almost unrecognizable.

However, no matter how busy the noodle shop owner is, the smile on his face has never come down. There is no other reason. His own business is also doing well!

Go out and have a look, just across the wall next door, his noodle shop is also full of customers.

Although most of the guests eat a bowl of noodles with two people, they will definitely earn a lot of money, and it is a good thing to drive popularity.

The most fearful thing about running a catering business is lack of popularity. Otherwise, why do so many people spend a lot of money to join and open chain stores?

Because the chain store brand has its own popularity.

Even the business of the adult products store on the left has improved. Although it is not usually a physical store business, it is a good thing that the physical store can make money!

Many of the queues are couples. After eating hot pot, you can go back to the hotel after having fun. Isn’t it normal to buy things in advance?

In the store, Mr. Yang was still drinking the soup. He had asked Ming Qian to refill the soup several times, and he had gone to the toilet a few times, but he still couldn't put down the soup bowl.

It's really because the stomach is warmed by the soup. It feels so good. Once the stomach is warmed, the whole body is warm.

He had hurt his body before, no matter how hot it was in summer, he would still sweat coldly. Even his wife said that staying with him in summer was like being next to ice cubes. His arms and body were all cold, and sweating was also cold sweat, which was even cooler.

But this is not a good thing. He has low blood sugar. As long as he skips breakfast or stands up suddenly after squatting, his eyes will be blind for a while, and his eyes will be dark.

When he was young, he could move bricks and earn money with his strength, but now he can't stand for a long time and is about to fall down.

The intercourse is no longer good, he and his wife have not had a married life for several years.

So he was always worried that his wife would go out to find another new love. He even told his wife that if she couldn't stand being a widow like this, he would divorce him.

His wife has deep feelings for him and has never mentioned it, but he doesn't know how long his wife can hold on.

He also takes medicine, those medicines on the market can restore his glory for a short time, but it takes longer to take them once.

He also recuperates, and the recuperation is indeed effective, but it still cannot support the married life.

As time went by, he became more and more afraid. Although he now has a company and money, his world is so big. Employees and customers, the most important thing is family. People work abroad.

When a daughter grows up, she will leave her parents' side and let the birds fly.

The only one who stayed by his side and experienced all the pain and joy with him was his wife. He was afraid of losing her, he was too afraid!

So he sought medical advice, and even visited witches and fortune tellers.

He hadn't felt so warm for a long, long time.

It's a pity that the young people sitting next to him don't know how good this soup is, they are busy grabbing meat from the red soup pot to eat.

Mr. Yang drank the soup and ate the cooked vegetables in the clear soup pot.

There is also meat in the clear soup pot, but it is not beef, but pork balls. The meatballs are chopped together with cabbage and then added with starch balls. As soon as you eat it, you know that it must be chopped by hand instead of a meat grinder, and it is more chewy. , more Q bombs.

After eating and drinking, Mr. Yang leaned on the back of the chair, not wanting to move at all.

It seemed that he hadn't been so satisfied for a long time, even if he went to a high-end restaurant and ate a plate of hundreds or thousands of dollars, he didn't feel satisfied.

On the contrary, I feel satisfied in this small, pitiful and crowded hot pot restaurant.

The jokes in his ears didn't make him feel noisy.

It's as if he went back many years ago. He still has a healthy body and no money. He discusses with his wife every day how to get more money and bring some good things home to nourish his young daughter.

At that time, he was poor, but he had endless energy all over his body.

Because he knows that poverty is only temporary, he will definitely make his family live a good life, every day is full of hope, and every inch of his bones is full of energy.

But now that he has money, he is always listless.

The staff managed to grab a piece of beef, and after swallowing it, they asked Mr. Yang, "Mr. Yang, are you going to eat it?"

Mr. Yang waved his hand: "I'm full. I have a bad stomach. It's enough to eat seven to eighty percent full. You are young, eat slowly."

The employees were a little embarrassed. They really could eat too much. They didn't know how much this meal would cost the boss.

But never mind!Let's eat first!

At 09:30 in the evening, Mingqian's legs were about to lose consciousness. Fortunately, there were Yao and Youjun, the two main players. Chu Guoqing was already hiding behind the counter to settle accounts and collect money. The boss also called his cousin to help, which barely supported the business tonight.

"Are there still people in line?" Ming Qian walked to the counter and asked after delivering a table of dishes.

Brother Zhang, the owner of the noodle shop, took a sip of water and said hoarsely, "There are still eight tables in line."

Ming Qian took a deep breath.

Brother Zhang said with a smile: "This is a good thing. If my family has this business, I can laugh my face to death."

Ming Qian waved his hand: "There is not enough manpower. If I increase the number of manpower according to tonight's business enthusiasm, what should I do if the business fails afterward?"

This is also a problem. You can't just fire someone after hiring someone.

"You can add one or two first." Brother Zhang looked at You Jun who came out of the kitchen, and quietly gave Ming Qian a thumbs up, "This is the handsome guy you invited, he is quick-moving and handsome. Top ten, if you don't worry about him leaving, you don't have to invite him yet."

Ming Qian: "...Then please."

In the back kitchen, Yao was working overtime chopping vegetables. The dishes prepared during the day were almost served out, but there were still a steady stream of customers, so he could only continue chopping.

Now Yao will consciously wear a mask without Ming Qian's reminder.

He hummed a song and cut vegetables, and his arms waved afterimages. When he first came, he couldn't bear to repeat an action mechanically, but the strange beast has a strong adaptability, and now he can easily complete the work.

He thought very well in his heart, if there is such a flow of customers every day, then the boss might hire someone again, and he can recommend his own clan.

With helpers, you can perform better and gain more benefits for the ethnic group.

He is a self-motivated cunning!

Youjun walked into the kitchen, and all he saw was Yao who was shaking his head and humming while chopping vegetables.

He just glanced at it, then turned away with a look of disgust.

An adult beast, still moving around like a cub, is really unsightly.

Fortunately, Ming Qian is not like this, if it were Ming Qian who did this...

You Jun imagined that apart from that picture, the slender Ming Qian was standing in front of the counter, chopping vegetables shaking his head...

It seems, as if, maybe, maybe not so unacceptable.

He stopped, spent a few seconds, and finally found a reason for his strange thoughts, not because he was more tolerant of Ming Qian, let alone because he fell in love with this human race, but because Yao was too short.

"Go and rest, I'll do it." Ming Qian suddenly ran towards Youjun, blocked Youjun at the kitchen door, grabbed the plate from Youjun's hand with a natural expression, and smiled at Youjun , "There is tea brewing over there, go and have a sip."

After speaking, he went to serve the dishes non-stop.

Youjun stood where he was, and could only see Mingqian's busy figure and the never-ending smile on his lips.

·

Across the street from Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant, the old man got angry at the staff who were carrying the camera. He had gray hair, but his angry posture was more violent than that of the young people. Passers-by walked around them cautiously.

"Mr. Zeng, we didn't fool you, and we didn't know that the chef would suddenly ask for leave today." The staff had a humble attitude.

Mr. Zeng stomped his feet in hatred: "I can't call someone and don't know what to say? I waited for four or five hours in vain! What did you say when you invited me?!"

The staff also wanted to persuade: "This is also an emergency..."

Mr. Zeng: "Oh, I know, now the food column is not easy to do, and the TV station is about to be cut, and you are perfunctory! Yes! You don’t make money from doing this! The audience doesn’t like to watch it! What did you do so early?! I don’t know Get out early?!"

The staff was also wronged, their eyes were red from being scolded, and they wanted to cry in the street, but they forcibly held back.

The host hurriedly persuaded: "Mr. Zeng, it's so late, why don't we go and have dinner first, I'll be the host tonight, don't be angry, we won't go to that restaurant."

Old Zeng was still angry.

He is the founder of the food show on the TV station. He started doing it more than ten years ago, and the ratings even surpassed the main gold column of the local TV station. Any local gourmet restaurant he visited, as long as it is on the TV, it will definitely have a shocking audience. long queue.

It was one of the most successful things in his life, but the show gradually faded, especially after he retired.

Up to now, the TV station has decided to cut this program, and today is the last episode to be recorded, so he personally took action, hoping to increase the ratings of the last episode, and maybe make the executives change their minds.

But what about the result!There are thousands of Chinese restaurants to choose from, but the chef suddenly asks for leave. The boss keeps saying that he will call the chef back and let them wait from afternoon to night for nothing.

The equipment is all from the TV station, and I have to return it tomorrow morning. If I can't shoot tonight, I won't even be able to finish the last episode.

The last hope had to be dashed.

Why is he not angry?How can you not be angry?

The host had a wry smile on his face: "Mr. Zeng, there is nothing we can do. Now there is no shortage of people in every column. I don't know where I'm going after I leave here. Maybe I have to go behind the scenes."

The middle-aged man carrying the camera wiped his face. Their column has been downsizing every year, and now there are only two of them, the cameraman and the host, left in one column.

If no guests are invited, only the host and restaurant owner are left to leave the country.

The ratings are even lower.

The photographer also has to work part-time in post-production and editing, and the resulting film is even more unsatisfactory, and the column has fallen into a vicious circle.

After a long silence, Mr. Zeng's energy was relieved, his straight spine was bent, and he seemed to be ten years older. This show was so popular. He could hear people talking about it when he was walking on the road. The restaurant he recommended every time One can be very popular for a while, and the bosses of countless shops call him to set up relationships and want to be on the show.

Back then, he was full of vigor, but today he is at a loss.

Just like himself.

"It's so late, let's have something to eat." Old Zeng's eyelids drooped.

The hostess cheered up and smiled, "I see there is a noodle restaurant opposite, let's go eat noodles."

Old Zeng nodded and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

The hostess patted the photographer on the back and comforted: "Don't be angry, Mr. Zeng is also suffering."

The cameraman smiled bitterly and said, "I know, I'm afraid that if I go to another program group, I won't be able to keep up. I've been doing this job for so many years, and I can't keep up with the times. I almost forgot how to shoot people."

They have worked on this show for seven or eight years, which means they put their best age into it.

In the end, it ended up like this, and I have to start all over again when I am approaching middle age.

When they crossed the road, they found that the noodle shop was already full of people.

Can this spot be full?

What is even more exaggerated is that the entrance of the hot pot restaurant next to the noodle shop is full of people queuing up.

"Is this store not a chain store?" the hostess asked strangely.

The photographer was also surprised: "Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant? I've never heard of it. Is it an Internet celebrity hot pot restaurant?"

Mr. Zeng stood at the door of the hotpot restaurant and took two deep breaths.

Pointing to the signboard of the hot pot restaurant, he said, "Don't eat noodles, eat this hot pot."

The host was also a bit greedy by the smell, but he still persuaded: "Mr. Zeng, your stomach..."

Old Zeng stared wide-eyed: "I have a good stomach! I'll eat here."

The host glanced at the number of people in line: "... so many people lined up..."

She was worried that at Zeng's age, it would not be good to stand in line for a long time, and they had already sat in the Chinese restaurant for several hours, and she was afraid that Zeng's waist would not be able to bear it.

Mr. Zeng walked into the store by himself, and asked at the counter: "I have to queue, give me a number."

Brother Zhang wrote the serial number on the note and handed it to Mr. Zeng. He looked up and found that the person who took the serial number was an old man. He was a little uncertain, so he shouted at Ming Qian: "Xiao Ming!"

Ming Qian put down the pot and ran to the counter.

Ming Qian looked at such an old man, and really wanted to persuade him not to eat and go back to rest early.

After all, this old man looked like he was eight or ninety years old. The flesh on his face could no longer hang on his bones, his eyelids drooped almost covering his eyes, and his body was so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could knock him down.

But before he could speak, the old man asked first, "When did your store open?"

Ming Qian was a little puzzled, but still replied: "There is no official opening, it is now a trial opening, and it is not a week before the trial opening."

The old man nodded: "No wonder."

Ming Qian was even more confused.

Old man: "I am the founder of Food Direct, have you watched the program of Food Direct?"

Ming Qian seems to have a little impression. His parents seemed to like to watch it when he was in elementary school. He also watched a few episodes, so he nodded: "Yes."

The old man finally had a smile on his face, and he didn't look so mean at last.

"We want to film a show with you." The old man didn't give Ming Qian a chance to refuse, and began to talk about the glorious history of the show, "You must know that after watching the show, our show has many Loyal old viewers, all the shops that have been on the show have been popular..."

He was intoxicated by the glory of the past, and his eyes began to blur.

Ming Qian wanted to talk several times, but he gave up because he was embarrassed to interrupt the other party.

In the end, Ming Qian could only say: "But we are very busy now, if you wait, you will have to wait for a long time, why don't we reserve a table for you tomorrow?"

The old man shouted: "No!"

Mingqian: "..."

Old man: "It must be tonight, right now!"

Ming Qian was really helpless: "As you can see, the store is already full, and people queuing outside..."

The old man took it for granted: "We are the program group, of course we have priority."

Ming Qian glanced at Brother Zhang.

Brother Zhang gave him a helpless look.

He didn't dare to offend this kind of old man, if the other party got angry, he couldn't bear the price.

Brother Zhang didn't dare, and neither did Ming Qian!

He managed to get some money in his hands. If he really got into a fight with the old man and made the old man lose his temper, then he would have to use all the money to fill holes.

Although Ming Qian didn't want to think too badly of people, when doing business, he had to prepare for the worst in everything.

Ming Qian: "...The people who lined up are also honest and honest. Compared with letting you film the show, I still hope to do business with integrity, otherwise it will be unfair to the customers who line up behind."

The old man looked at Ming Qian intently, staring closely at Ming Qian's eyes, staring at Ming Qian until he felt uncomfortable all over.

"it is good."