Naruto: Big Foodie

? At seven or eight o'clock, the business in the store reached its peak, and there was a lot of people upstairs and downstairs. The three waitresses and aunts ran without touching the ground, ordering food, delivering food, collecting the table, and collecting the bowls. Those who climbed up and down had almost no time to breathe. They were so tired that they were flushed and out of breath. , really can't bear it.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the faces of the aunts, and felt a little guilty. He had to recruit people. In such a big store, three people were busy in the front office and backstage, and it was really too busy.

At eight o'clock, Liu Hao finally showed up and brought a few colleagues to Wang Xiaoming's house for a toothbrush. By the time they arrived, there were no vacancies, and everyone had to wait. Liu Hao dropped his colleagues and got into the kitchen: "Do you want to help?"

Wang Xiaoming was frying vegetables and glanced at his old classmate: "You're here, find a seat by yourself, I don't have time to greet you."

Liu Hao said: "It's full outside, there are no seats left, you have to wait. Xiao Ming, your business is really booming, do you need any help from me?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "How can I ask you to help? Find a stool and sit on your own."

"You're too out-of-the-ordinary. I don't think you're too busy here. Come on, what do you want me to help with? Serving dishes or washing the dishes?" Liu Hao was really out of touch and insisted on helping.

It happened that an aunt came to pay with money and a list. Wang Xiaoming said, "That's fine, you can help me accept the money first. Today's all are 20% off. By the way, take the bag on my waist. There is change in it."

Liu Hao came to untie Wang Xiaoming's bag on his waist. Wang Xiaoming was itchy when he touched him. He couldn't help giggling and dodging: "Rat, where are you touching!"

Liu Hao patted him on the crotch: "You shouldn't be, you are so sensitive!"

Wang Xiaoming shouted anxiously: "Who is sensitive, who is sensitive!"

Liu Hao giggled: "Who is sensitive, who knows, let's go." Yang Yang carried the bag in his hand, took the list and left, and took away Wang Bing who was bored on the stool by the way.

Yang Ming listened to their frolic, turned his head, glanced at Wang Xiaoming, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

That night, Liu Hao has been helping Wang Xiaoming pay the bill and answer the phone, and has been busy until the store closes. Wang Xiaoming was full of apologies: "Rat, did you not eat well?"

Liu Hao waved his hand: "No, I've eaten it. I'll give you all the money, I don't know how much, all the orders are here, you can check it yourself, if the accounts don't match, you can find me if you have more. , I don't care without it, haha."

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I'll definitely find you if I don't have it."

Liu Hao saw that there were only a few of them left in the store, and the aunt had left, and asked, "Where are you staying at night, and are you going back to the island?"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head: "No, there is an attic above this, I cleaned it up, and we will live there at night." He rented a house next to a few aunts, and he and Yang Ming took Wang Bing to live in the store. , all to save money.

"Then you've been living here?"

"No, it will only start tonight." Wang Xiaoming said, "it's just a little short, and it's a little tedious to go up. When I have more money, I can rent a house nearby."

Liu Hao thought for a while and said, "My aunt has a house nearby, and their family moved to the city and said they wanted to rent it out. I'll ask you later to see if it's rented out."

Wang Xiaoming waved his hand: "Don't, I'll always cause you trouble, go find it yourself."

Liu Hao glared at him: "If you cause any trouble, it's up to you. She rents her house to someone who doesn't rent it, isn't it more reassuring to rent it to someone she knows? Besides, my aunt is an acquaintance. Nothing."

Wang Xiaoming bared his teeth: "How embarrassed you are in arrears with the rent. Then I'll trouble you."

"You guys have been busy all day, so rest early, I should go back too." Liu Hao wanted to stay a little longer, but when he saw Wang Xiaoming's eyes sunken a bit, he was obviously exhausted, so he couldn't bear to disturb him any more. Say goodbye and leave.

Yang Ming said, "Your friend is really good to you."

Wang Xiaoming smiled happily: "Well, the mouse is a very loyal friend."

Yang Ming lowered his eyes: "You can count the accounts, I'll close the door."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the bulging small satchel, and felt a little excited. He glanced at Wang Bing who was sleeping on the sofa chair at the front desk, tucked the small blanket for him, opened the satchel, and was about to count the accounts, when suddenly he heard someone at the door. Get up: "Brother Yang Ming, haven't you closed yet? I'll bring our brother Hong over for dinner."

Wang Xiaoming looked up and saw that the purple-haired killer Matt and two people were standing at the door in the afternoon. He quickly pulled up the satchel, stuffed it into the drawer at the front desk, and locked it.

Yang Ming glanced at the other party and stopped the rolling shutter that had been pulled down a little: "Not yet, it's just that there aren't many dishes, so I can't order, I'll do anything for you."

A young man of twenty-seven or eight-year-old waved his hand: "Whatever, as long as it's food, I'm starving to death."

Yang Ming said to Wang Xiaoming, "You greet the guests, and I'll cook."

The purple-haired Zhang Yiwei said to the man, "Brother Hong, don't worry, the food here is very delicious, you will never regret it."

The man named Brother Hong gave him a look: "This is what you said, if it doesn't taste good, I'll put all the vegetables in your nostrils and eyes!"

Zhang Yiwei laughed, then folded his hands towards the kitchen and shouted, "Brother Yang Ming, you must save me, please!"

Wang Xiaoming put three sets of bowls and chopsticks for them, and poured tea and brought them up: "Please wait a moment."

Zhang Yiwei quickly took over the teapot and poured tea for Brother Hong to wash the cup. Brother Hong looked at Wang Xiaoming: "Are you the boss?"

Wang Xiaoming glanced at the man, he was about the same height as himself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His facial features were good, his skin was pale, but he was not a mother. Invisible. Wang Xiaoming knew that he was a local snake here and did not dare to offend him, so he smiled and said, "Yes, I am the boss."

The man picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and squinted at Wang Xiaoming: "Are you Liu Hao's friend?"

Wang Xiaoming's heart skipped a beat, the rat wouldn't have any grudges with this person, a policeman, a gangster, I really can't say, he hesitated for a while: "Well, he is my classmate."

The man put down the teacup: "Then you have a good relationship with him?"

Wang Xiaoming couldn't hear the man's emotions, he could only tell the truth: "Not bad."

"Since it's Liu Hao's friend, it's half an acquaintance. This is my business card. Let's make a friend." The man took out a white business card with gilded characters from his pocket.

Seeing this posture, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but put his heart back in his stomach, they should not have a feud. He looked at the business card and was a little embarrassed. A gangster actually printed a business card. He looked down at the words "Zhong Yanhong, General Manager of Yehui Entertainment Company" on the business card.