Carrying two heavy food boxes, Zhu Baoer, a friend who ran the hall in Yiwei Building, drooped his head and walked listlessly towards Moyaner Hutong.

Speaking of Badaju in Sijiu City and the old-fashioned brand like Badachun, in addition to the chefs who each have their own signature dishes, the waiter in the hall must be the best in Sijiu City.

Just socializing and socializing, the guests sat in the private room without waiting for the return of the restaurant to open their mouths and ask more questions. The waiter here has already grasped the guests' clothes, their conversation and style. The guests here are from the south, from the north, from the sweetness, and from the sweetness, and from the silver in their waists. The expenses should be high and low. When they open their mouths, they report the name of the dishes on the shop.

I really have passed, met, and practiced by the waiter, and even had some special attention to the name of the dishes. Cold dish, hot meat, signature dishes should not be indiscriminately ordered, and the words must be rhymed, and it sounds like a quick-pitched one. Some people say that there is a job that says crosstalk on the overpass called "Reporting the Name of the Dish", which is the first practice of the lip skills that the waiter in the Sijiu City!

The regular customer came to the door, but after socializing, the regular servant who knew the rules didn't say much at all. He just waited for the regular customer who was used to eating to speak out four cold, four hot, eight plates and sixteen bowls, more onions and less garlic. He cooked slowly and quickly. He turned his head and went straight to the master who was waiting in the kitchen. He stuttered without taking a single stuttering and then reported the name of the dish he had ordered just now. The key is to keep his ears in mind and keep his inconvenience.

The waiter who has mastered his skills, relying on his ability to register dishes and record dishes, there was still no dish on the table in the elegant room, and a small ocean of tent had been thrown into the bamboo tube between the stairs. He was serious and said the old saying in diligent work clearly - a good waiter can hold the chef halfway!

But I have to say it again. As the saying goes, two people are in one world, and three people are in the world. There are thousands of resentment in the world, and those who walk together are enemies!

They are all hanging out in a business. People with broad minds eat craftsmanship and earn money. After a few years, they make solid friends. They can't stop them from going anywhere. Someone greets them first. They are really the person who is walking around.

There are also some people with a narrow temper. They don’t necessarily have the ability to be good at it. They hate others and laugh at them. They can enjoy themselves for three days after eating half a bite of meat oil, and they can get angry for half a year. They can talk to each other when they see people, and they can lie on the kang for a night when they go home, but they are afraid that the whispers that they don’t hear are talking about their shortcomings. When they meet the next day, they see those whispers who are whispering in their hearts. They already regard them as enemies who kill their father, and they wish they can’t eat meat and sleep in the skin to relieve their hatred!

Just like Zhu Baoer, a friend from the Weilou, who has been practicing in the Weilou for ten years. The skill of the Weilou is still very pleasing to the eye, and he can also hold a few old restaurants and familiar customers. He immediately felt that he was the number one person in the Weilou, and even the shopkeeper had to look up to him three points!

It is said that people are not satisfied with their hearts, especially those who are ignorant of the world like Zhu Baoer, who dare to open a dyeing shop after getting three points of color. Seeing that the people in the building are flattering and polite to him, they didn't even think that this was the other people's favor, but instead felt that he should be the one who deserved it. On weekdays, he scolded the guys and squeezing the chefs, and he was always a common occurrence. He was unhappy to go to the table and follow the guys on the hall to have dinner together. He had to ask the chef to fry two delicious side dishes for him. He was the second shopkeeper who was very particular about his style.

It was probably because Zhu Baoer was disgusted with his own style. The masters in the kitchen discussed with each other that they were not used to Zhu Baoer's poor appearance. After Zhu Baoer stopped working, he walked to the kitchen and shouted and asked the master to cook two side dishes and boiled wine. The master in the kitchen wiped his hands with an apron while saying coldly to Zhu Baoer: "Master Zhu, my business is good today, but there is nothing left in the kitchen! Otherwise..., let's take a plate of garlic and then make a bowl of soy sauce for you? After all, this is also the dish prepared for you alone, right?"

Seeing that the master in the kitchen did not buy his little account, he was originally a matter that he had no reason. Naturally, he did not dare to make trouble in front of the shopkeeper, Zhu Baoer really kept this tone in his heart.

It has to be said that each industry has its own knowledge and skills, and there are some tricks that cannot be said. Just like Zhu Baoer does this work in the hall, if you have the intention to control the chef, you only need to collect a few tables of dishes ordered by the customers and report them to the chef. Then you can pick up the words that are rhymeful and ordered, and then make the order of dishes in a mess. Generally, ordinary chefs can call this messy dish at that time so they don’t know how to stir-fry the spoon. If you want to fry a dish or two, and let the customer who comes to the door wait for a long time, the shopkeeper in the shop will immediately rush into the kitchen, and say a few words of gossip. If you are too heavy, you have to ask the chef who is not skilled and skilled and has left!

With a bad idea in his heart, Zhu Baoer naturally used the method of running the kitchen workers. After several days, he had to save several tables of dishes ordered by customers, so he made a joke and reported the names of those dishes to the master in the kitchen. He hoped that the master in the kitchen could not control himself and made a fool of himself, which would ruin the master's job with the face of his customers!

But the master in the kitchen of the Weilou is really a passing experience. He has seen Zhu Baoer, who has been using this trick for several days, but he has not made any mistakes. He has used a chef to make a living by the way of running the hall. By the way, a customer ordered a slice of crumbs and simmered the plate hot beside the stove, and then put the dishes into the tray. When Zhu Baoer held the tray and served the dishes to the customer, he made the hot plate burn so that his hands were loose. The plate of hot pot crumbs was not damaged at all, and all of them were pressed on the customer's face!

After being hit by seventeen or eighteen mouths, four or five or six more heart-wrenching feet, it was a blessing for the shopkeeper Yiwei's house to persuade him and bow. The customer who called a plate of pork slices and washed his face finally bypassed Zhu Baoer, who was already so angry that he could not get up. But after this, even if Zhu Baoer, who could have been in a voice in Yiwei's house, had fallen into the house, naturally, the guests in the court could not take the turn to greet him. He only put the hard work of running the street with a food box on Zhu Baoer's shoulders on the tenth day of the winter.

People say that it is a blessing to lose their horses, but these words did not fall on Zhu Baoer at all. The guy next to him traveled to the street with food boxes. Although it was a little hard and tiring, if he spent more time flattering and serving, he would always get a few rewards in his waist. But Zhu Baoer carried the food box to Moyaner Hutong for several days. He didn't even mention the small amount of rewards. Even if he was a little late, the soup on the plate was spilled out a little, which would have to make those vicious customers scold him for a while!

Turning his face to avoid the cold wind that hit the bridge of the nose, Zhu Baoer sighed with some self-pity, and hummed a slow-paced passage from "Sitting in the Palace" in a naughty way: "Yang Yanhui sat in the palace courtyard and sighed, remembering whether things were so miserable back then. I am like a bird in a cage that has wings that cannot be spread, I am like a tiger leaving the mountain and being lonely. I am like a geese coming from the south and flying in groups, I am like a shallow water dragon trapped on the beach..."

Before Zhu Baoer could even hum a bit of Xipi, he beat him from the entrance of a small alley on the street. He suddenly bumped out a tall and strong man, and knocked Zhu Baoer to the ground like a crazy bull. Behind the strong man, two middle-aged men wearing old felt hats on their heads covering their faces and dressed in the same figure and shape, screaming and chasing him out: "Stop him... Hey... I'll make a bet, smash the open flame..."

"Be careful... he can take Jiahe with him..."

The man as burly as a door god hit me and turned my horse over, and the food box in my hand was also thrown away. Zhu Baoer suddenly opened his throat and shouted miserably: "Hey........ I've hit the devastating god today... but I've hit me to death..."

Seeing the man as tall as a door god running away quickly, the two middle-aged men with felt hats on their heads also slowed down, and they kept complaining to each other: "Are you a quick step? It's easy to save a gambling game, do a deal, and earn a lot of money for the New Year. You'll be able to snatch it from the table, can you take care of it?"

"I can blame me, right? I just listen to you kill seven and eight. Hit the tiger in the South Mountain and kick the dragon in the North Sea. Why didn't you see these skills today? I just saw you cowardly?!"

"Can I blame me? I didn't see a knife in his hand? I was slapped with a broken skin and blood! Besides, I still hold the dice in my hand, treasure cup..."

Sitting on the street, Zhu Baoer saw that the two food boxes in her hand had fallen and the vegetable soup flowed out along the cracked food boxes. After a few moments of his eyes, a wheel climbed up from the ground and reached out to hold the two men who were complaining to each other: "Don't think of sloping shoulders! I think it's really true. You two are in the same group as the big guy! You mess up my food, you can't just leave like that!"

He looked at Zhu Baoer who had grabbed him in shock. The two men with felt hats on their heads looked at each other in a daze for a moment. Then he shouted in unison: "Hey... are you crazy because you are crazy? Is this the two of us?"

Holding the clothes of the two middle-aged men tightly, Zhu Baoer jumped and shouted: "I heard it all! You two are saving money from gambling, and they let people see the weird thing to blow up the scene and knocked over my food. Don't tell me what's next to me, you will lose money! I dare to say "no" in my mouth, I will take you two to see the patrolman!"

It seemed that he was still afraid that Zhu Baoer would really pull him to meet the patrolman. The two middle-aged men's voices suddenly lowered: "Don't... I said that this master is all people walking on the scene. Can't we say something?"

"Don't talk to me about the rules of the scene! Just two words - pay for the money! I'll beg if I don't pay for it... I'll beg if I don't pay for it! Here, someone is here to save a game and cheat gambling..."

"Don't shout! Don't shout! Isn't it okay to compensate you?... You borrow a step and we will explain in detail in the alley next to us..."

Amid the messy shouting, Zhu Baoer looked at the two middle-aged men with some smugness and said that she could only admit defeat, but she didn't even notice that two restaurant men carrying two food boxes walked out of another alley across the street and walked quickly towards Moyaner Alley... (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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