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"Go away and don't block the people behind you from serving food."

Jing Yi didn't even raise his head. He swung the food bag, picked up the plate and poured it in. Then he tied his hands tightly and put it on the seat to pack the next one.

The movements are smooth, and you can tell from a glance that they have been trained for a long time.

The waiter took a deep breath, followed the plate with his eyes, and said: "You have been ordering lunch all day long. The whole kitchen is surrounding you. The pot is not idle, and the shovel is smoking. This makes the chef angry. Just scold my mother..."

"What? The chef scolded me? I've offended the customers, right? Very good, let's have another one." Jing Yimai took a break and drank the mineral water he brought. When he didn't leave, he raised his eyebrows and added, "I just followed your menu. , from front to back, serve each dish again.”

"..."

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"Why don't you go quickly? I'm your boss Bin's cousin, and I'm also half of your boss. You have to listen to your boss, right? Go back and cook. You're so busy and fuming that you don't even know how to help. I'll deduct your salary."

The waiter walked back to the kitchen with a sad face.

After Jing Yimai packed all the vegetables, he took out a long stick, strung the food bags on it, took the mineral water bottle, and disappeared.

When the waiter saw him leaving, he rushed out to clear the plates and put a reserved sign on the table.

"The ancestor is finally gone, thank God!"

"What are you happy about, all the food I ordered is ready?"

Jing Yimai appeared behind him like a ghost, looked over and saw the sign on the table, and sat down with a very natural expression.

"You guys are so nice. You even know how to save a seat for me and I'll buy you some ice cream later."

The waiters fell silent collectively.

"Xiao Jing, so you are here!"

Xia Yan smiled kindly and sat at the table next to him.

"Waiter, bring me one too."

Chu Wanfu also found a table and sat down.

"Sorry, I'll have one too."

...

"You have to come to me to report something as big as this. Don't you have any brains?!"

In the exhibition hall, Jing Wenbin was so angry that his mouth and nose were filled with smoke. He poked the chef's forehead with his index finger, and his white chef's hat swayed and fell back.

"I, we have sent many people... to warn, but he said it was your brother..."

The chef hesitated, lowering his head and peeking up his eyes.

The two look quite similar. Who knows if the two brothers are having a relationship? If they have a good attitude and the two brothers reconcile as before, they won't be the ones suffering in the end?

It is difficult for an upright official to intervene in household affairs, and they, being little cooks, do not dare to interfere in the affairs of the family.

Jing Wenbin suddenly showed an aggrieved expression as if he was trying to shoot himself in the foot. He usually disgusted the other person, but he didn't expect it to be the other way around today.

"You believe him when he says it? Then did he say that I sent him to the laboratory? Did he also say that his parents were killed by me?!"

Jing Wenbin was furious and said the words without thinking. By the time he saw the strange expressions on his men's faces, it was already too late.

He changed the topic and pretended to be generous: "Their stomachs are as big as they want, so you can eat whatever you want. I'll ask the doctor for a few digestive tablets later, and tell them I asked you to send them over. Let them order whatever they want, and I'll Don’t you believe they can still have an endless stomach?”

The chef swallowed hard and said carefully: "Mr. Bin, their stomachs are small, but they have endless bags of food. They don't eat it, they just pack it."

"..."

Snapped--

"You can't even bear the word waste! You definitely have no brains. So what do you want to do here? Just tell me!"

"...The second restaurant is empty. Do you think you can order more ingredients for us..."

Jing Wenbin felt his eyes darken.

He said weakly: "Call the doctor quickly, I'm dizzy."

The bodyguard behind him was confused.

"doctor!"

"Get the doctor quickly!"

"The boss said he's dizzy. Do you want to try pinching someone?"

In the chaos, Jing Wenbin grabbed a piece of clothing and said weakly: "Throw him into the sea to feed the zombies. Don't let me see him again. Also, go to the second restaurant to stop those three people! I'm going to be arrested." They ran out of food..."

"I know, boss, leave it to us."

In his room.

Jing Wenbin put a cold towel on his forehead and rested with his eyes closed. There was an injection needle stuck on the back of his hand by his side, and the transparent liquid slowly flowed into his body along the infusion tube.

Someone approached quietly.

"Boss is asleep?"

"I just took a rest, what's wrong?"

"Hey, I was worried about how to report it. The boss asked us to drive people away. When we went down, there was no one in the restaurant. Everyone in the kitchen was busy washing dishes. When I asked, they had already packed up and ran away. What do you mean? ”

"brother..."

"What's wrong doctor?"

"What I just said is that the boss is resting, not sleeping..."

Looking back, Jing Wenbin's eyes were closed tightly and he had fainted from anger.

"Boss!"

...

In the evening, in front of the school.

“Don’t miss it when you’re passing by. The freshly made lunch boxes are cheap and only cost 5 points!”

Jing Yimai got a table from nowhere, neatly placed the bags containing food on it, and loudly greeted the children who were about to finish school.

"Ah, it's so cheap, is it true?"

"It's only 5 points per portion. If it's really so cheap, I want to buy one to take home to my mother."

The portal appeared on time, but the students stood still.

Principal Gao Shixu wondered and squeezed to the front, "What's going on?"

The student looked up at him and pointed, "Teacher, there's a brother selling food over there."

It was the time when the sun was setting. Under the dazzling orange light, Gao Shixu had to squint his eyes and take a closer look.

"Don't move, I'll go over and take a look."

When he got closer, he saw Jing Yimai with a handsome smile, "It just so happens that you are here, Principal Gao, please help organize it. They are all detoxified and clean, and the boss agrees."

"That's no problem. Children, if you need it, line up and come to buy it. This is our school's high-level supernatural teacher!"

Gao Shixu greeted him, and the little radish heads who were looking forward to it at the school gate rushed over like a cannonball.

The students looked at the super-complete food on the table, both meat and vegetables, and asked timidly: "Teacher, isn't the price of meat a little more expensive?"

Jing Yimai enjoyed the word "teacher" very much, and waved his hand directly.

"It doesn't matter whether it's meat or vegetables, all for only 5 points!"

"Wow, then I want stir-fried pork."

"I want meat too~"

Gao Shixu helped by the side, collecting points with a card reader.

More and more students gathered, and those who bought food held the food bags to their chests, feeling the warm residual heat through their clothes, jumping into the portal, and rushing home to improve the food for their families.

The teachers who sent the students out looked at them from afar and smiled with relief. Who doesn't want to see the children have a full stomach?

At this time, the portal next to him appeared ripples, and Xia Yan stepped out.

"Hello, boss."

Xia Yan smiled and nodded.

"I put some food in the cafeteria. You can go eat together after get off work. Just treat it as a benefit."