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Chapter 10 Fine Wine and Cleaning Water
Aunt Chi's face looked better now.

Don't blame Aunt Chi for pennies and pennies. Although Song Huanxi is a part-time worker, his wages are the same as those of a long-term worker.

Others work ten hours a day in order to get ten yuan, which is one yuan per hour.

Song Huanxi only works for two or three hours, and it costs one yuan an hour, so the wages are quite high.

The proprietress would naturally refuse to work less for another quarter of an hour for no reason.

Song Huanxi watched as Aunt Chi carefully walked through the crowded dining table, arrived at the checkout counter in the corner, and squeezed in with great effort—she had gained weight in the past few years, and the checkout desk, which was originally quite spacious, was a little hard to move now. .

Thinking about it carefully, Aunt Chi's weight loss began when Song Huanxi came to work in this mom-and-pop shop!
Song Huanxi shivered, refused to think deeply, picked up a pen and paper, and began to record meals.

Facing a few familiar faces, Song Huanxi did not move the paper and pen in his hand, and confirmed with the regular customers with a smile: "Brother A Sheng, is it still a bowl of wantan noodles, and add more noodles?"

"Ah Shuibo is car noodles, do you add more sauce?"

……

Soon, after confirming with four or five regular customers, Song Huanxi turned his head and shouted at the dining outlet: "Two large bowls of wonton noodles, one bowl with noodles and base, one with sauced carzai noodles, and fresh shrimp wonton noodles One serving!"

simple and clear.

Boss Chi immediately responded with his head: "Okay! Wait a moment, I'll be right away!"

Half of this kind of old shop is regular customers, and the longer you do it, the easier it will be.

It's just that the boss is stingy.

Song Huanxi looked helplessly at the meal planner in his hand. The paper surface on it was a little fluffy, and the original white paper surface was black. This was the result of writing and rubbing with a pencil, and repeated use.

There is only a nib left of the pencil in her hand, which will be let her grab it.

Song Huanxi tried not to use the pen and paper in his hand, relying on his good memory to write down the meals ordered by the diners.

In fact, it is not difficult to order, but the difficult thing is to remember after ordering to ensure that each noodle can be delivered to the correct diner's table.

Aunt Chi always made mistakes at this step.

As for Song Huanxi, he was in a hurry only in the first few days of this job. After that, until now, in the past few years, he has never missed a meal.

That's why Boss Chi would rather pay a high salary than keep her.

"Two big bowls of wanton noodles! Chezi noodles! Shrimp wanton noodles!"

The customers behind hadn't ordered, but the noodles of the customers in front were already out of the pot. Song Huanxi rushed to the food pick-up port, brought out four bowls of noodles in one go, and held them high over his shoulders. His slender figure walked lightly among the diners, Put down a bowl of noodles from time to time.

"Brother Asheng, add some wanton noodles."

"Ah Shui Bo, add sauce to the car noodles!"

……

After the wave was over, Song Huanxi continued to order food without touching the floor. The tea room, which was half full just now, is now full.

Most of the guests shared a table, only one——

Song Huanxi paused and looked at the guests in the corner. He was very young, only 23 or [-], wearing a western-style three-piece suit, a purple bow tie, and gold-rimmed glasses.

They look refined and polite, like bank staff sitting in an office in Central, and they have a completely different temperament from the coworkers who sit in tearooms and do coolies.

This made him look a bit out of place, maybe that's why no one shared a table with him!
Song Huanxi even softened his voice a lot: "Mr. Lu, is there still a cup of coffee?"

Lu Sheng nodded, smiled gently and said, "As usual."

Song Huanxi immediately walked quickly to the food outlet, and said softly, "Uncle Chi, a cup of coffee."

Boss Chi poked his head out, glanced at the corner, and frowned: "It's him again?"

"Okay, it will be fine in a while."

Aunt Chi next to her couldn't help muttering: "How come some people can't get enough of the pot water!"

Wash pot with water...

Chi Bo's heart ached, and he glared at her: "Say less!"

He looked at Song Huanxi again: "You just wait here, and send it to him directly later!"

After finishing speaking, Song Huanxi watched as Chi Bo retreated into the kitchen, took down a brown glass jar from the shelf, scooped two spoonfuls of the brown powder inside, poured it into a ceramic cup, poured some hot water into it, and stirred it for a while. Stir and place directly on the tray.

"Okay, let's send it!"

Song Huanxi picked up the tray carefully and walked more cautiously. The price of this small cup of coffee is worth two big bowls of fresh shrimp and wonton noodles!

When Mr. Lu ordered it for the first time, it was not in the shop; the second time he ordered it, it was still not there.

For the third time, Boss Chi went directly to Xianshi Department Store in Sheung Wan. When he came back, he picked up such a gray jar and muttered in his mouth, saying that if this jar didn’t sell for dozens of cups, he would Lost!
As a result, when Song Huanxi was ordering food, the voice was heard by other guests, and they all wanted to drink the kaffir from here. After quoting the price, there were still three or four young guests who insisted.

When the coffee came, they took a sip, and immediately scolded the boss for cheating and fooling people with pot water!

Boss Chi refunded the money like cutting meat, and then let these guests stop.

From then on, when Mr. Lu ordered coffee, Song Huanxi walked quietly to the dining area and quietly notified Boss Chi.

……

After putting down Mr. Lu's coffee, all the guests in the room ordered meals, and the meals were almost served, and many regular customers began to shout: "A Huan, let's read the newspaper!"

"Read it, read it, just read that new work with fine wine and pot water!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a roar of laughter!

Song Huanxi: "..."

She tried to justify it: "It's good wine and coffee!"

It's a pity that her hard work was still drowned in the booing of washing pot water.

Song Huanxi shook his head helplessly. Most of the regular customers in the store are workers from nearby factories. Many of them are illiterate or can barely write their own names.

I don't know when it started, she read serial novels in the newspaper for regular customers, which became a repertoire of the noodle shop.

A Mingpao was stuffed into her hand by enthusiastic regular customers.

A miraculous scene happened. The moment the girl held the newspaper, the sound in the restaurant weakened in just a few seconds. No one spoke again, and even the sound of eating noodles became much lighter.

Song Huanxi coughed twice habitually, cleared his throat, turned to the supplement section of Ming Pao, found the new book serialized by Mr. Cha with fine wine and coffee, and read it emotionally:

"Xiao Longnu was numb on the ground, angry and funny at the same time, thinking that although her martial arts skills are proficient, she still lacks the experience of facing enemies—"

……

"After a long time, I felt a slight touch on my face, and she saw things in the dark like daytime—"

Song Huanxi's voice paused, and she had already seen that the following few sentences were hugged and hugged. According to the past practice, she used the Spring and Autumn grammar for this description, and passed it by.

She looked at it ten times at a glance, and at the same time, she was already thinking about what kind of rhetoric should be replaced in this paragraph to ensure the coherence of the context.

and many more!

This broken little dragon girl is innocent, is it Yin Zhiping?Not Yang Guo? ? ! !
A thunderbolt exploded in Song Huanxi's head, and her internal organs were shattered into pieces!
She was shocked and angry, fine wine and pot water!How dare he!
How dare you write such a plot!
　This book is empty, no one travels through or is reborn.

　　Note that the hostess can hold four bowls of noodles at a time!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)