Since the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the business of Xihai Bar has gradually improved, during this time, Xu Hui has been busy with his feet not touching the ground, training waiters, especially Xiaolu, who is in charge of cashiering, with a bunch of rules and regulations, but it can be summed up in one sentence, keeping accounts every day, and not admitting six feelings.

The first half of the sentence is easy to understand, and the second half of the sentence is a bit dirty, but it is also very straightforward, that is, no one can write a white slip to spend cash, unless it is unanimously approved by five people, that is, to sign the slip of money, Fu Jianping, Xie San, Ruan Shiqing, Zou Meng and Xu Hui, all of which are indispensable.

The second is to find Xue Yongjun to come over, Xu Hui said his thoughts, Lao Jiu was naturally excited, and immediately carefully selected six kinds of fried goods with Xu Hui, regardless of melon seeds and peanuts, they must be big and full, orange is good-looking, it doesn't matter if the purchase is a little expensive, go home and fry each sample and send it to the bar, Xu Hui called everyone to taste, and then made an order, all for cash, fried goods are not worth much, but it is of great use to Lao Jiu's family.

Xu Hui spent the most time developing a batch of "new products" with Tao Meng, the so-called new products are fruit drinks with different flavors, everyone has drunk them in other bars before, the price is scary, in fact, there is a lot of water in it, but the little girl loves this, a straw is inserted, it is very beautiful.

Tao Meng came into contact with these when he went to technical school to learn cooking, the processing method is super simple, that is, there is no equipment, mainly juicers and mixers, these two things don't look at the popularity now, but at that time the family did not use much, the large capacity, a little more professional juicer Xiping was not sold at that time, to go to the field to purchase, the bar has only opened for a long time, there is not much liquidity, and it is obviously not worth a trip.

Family pickles and juice are also juiced by the soil method, wrapped in a piece of strong gauze to wrap fruits and vegetables, and then squeezed in a small stone trough, there is a small hole at the lower edge of the stone trough, and the juice of fruits and vegetables will flow out, but this method is too slow, and during the peak period of customers, they can't catch up at all, and people order five or six cups, and the people in the back field are tired and paralyzed.

Xu Hui and Tao Meng have been tinkering for two days, making a design drawing, using the principle of bellows, the whole is a large round barrel, vertical upper and lower structure, the lower part has a small door that can be opened, stuffing fruits and vegetables inside, and then lined with steel mesh, leaving a few air outlets, there is a funnel mouth with a meandering flow at the bottom to drain the juice squeezed out, the upper part is a piston pushed by manpower, semi-closed, with built-in pulleys on both sides to prevent the piston from being stuck when the cylinder is deformed.

There are two handles on the outside of the piston, and when you use it, pull it down hard, like the equipment in the gym to train your arm strength, and the one that fixes the cylinder is a wooden frame, so that you can hand over the drawings to Xie San and find a sheet metal worker in their yard to do it, the material is the thinnest kind of steel plate, the iron sheet is too soft, and it is easy to deform.

It's such a big guy, it's heavy to death, but it helped a lot at the stage when the bar first opened, a dozen apples were thrown in, and two or three cups of juice came out, but it was not yet a finished product, according to the quality of the apples, sugar and honey should be added, and a little water should be mixed with water, otherwise it would be too sour, and it could be mixed with five or six cups at a time.

Under Xu Hui's insistence, water and honey are controlled within a certain proportion, and they must not be mixed more, just reduce the sourness, and even some fruits with high sweetness do not need to be mixed with water at all, and the price can be sold more expensively, but things must be good things, and those who come to consume are friends, and they must not let people poke their backs and say that Xihai is a profiteer.

At that time, there were very few fresh fruit juice drinks, only sugarcane juice was common on the street, and large shopping malls occasionally launched one or two fresh ones, such as peaches, watermelons or orange flavors, lined up at every turn, and it was very popular, and this thing was very profitable, a cup ranged from two to five yuan, and the money was scared to death.

Xihai bar launched four flavors in one go, apple juice, orange juice, pear juice, and a mixed juice is made by Zou Meng himself, the taste is OK, the special drink has become a big selling point, don't look at the winter, there are still many people who drink, three or five friends in the warm spring bar, men order a bottle of red wine, women each hand a glass of juice, a plate of pastries, a plate of assorted fried goods, listen to music, the sea blows from all over the world, passing the winter time, it is definitely a fun.

Interest comes down to the dance floor, regardless of whether they will jump twice, out of a stinky sweat, refreshed, especially when the evening scene bursts, the bar will generally put one or two heavy metal rock songs, the time point stuck shortly after the band performance, the atmosphere and heat are quite good, the dance floor is overcrowded, writhing around under the laser lights, is quite an effective kind of relaxation.

Often at this time, Fu Jianping will improvise, holding the guitar alone and running to the center of the dance floor, roaring a rock song hoarsely, or pretending to sing a deep song of Chen Baiqiang's "I Like You", Ruan Shiqing will also be very cooperative to cut off the dance music in the play, so that this guy can play to his heart's content, and the people dancing around him will follow suit, and the chaos is more of a lively atmosphere.

One of the characteristics of the bar is to be able to interact, several times I have encountered a situation where there are guests grabbing the microphone with Fu Jianping, some have drunk too much, and there are also emotions that have reached a high/high tide, which needs to be vented and released, and the bar usually meets such requirements, if Fu Jianping can't accompaniment, please ask the guitarist of a professional band, but Xu Hui does not recommend making this form a norm to reduce unnecessary contradictions and frictions.

On the evening of the sixth day of junior high school, Qin Yuqian and Liu Ke'er came to the bar again and brought several classmates, because the seventh year of junior high school is about to start, everyone takes advantage of the last night of the holiday to relax, the two naturally want to recommend the Xihai Bar, Fu Jianping is full of joy, entertaining and serving a person with a full package, it can be seen that Qin Yuqian is also very happy, and has face in front of her classmates, while Liu Ke'er's expression has always been salty and indifferent, looking around from time to time, as if she is looking for something.

It wasn't until Xu Hui came out of the backcourt sweating profusely that Liu Ke'er smiled self-deprecatingly, and no one found out about this detail except Qin Yuqian.

Seeing Xu Hui, Fu Jianping naturally shouted, and pulled him to the seat to drink two cups, anyway, there are many people in the field now, the waiter and his own buddies have a total of more than a dozen, and a small and half of them can be busy with work, Xu Hui can't help it, so he has to sit down and chat for a few words, there are seven or eight people at a table, most of them have not seen it, it looks a little embarrassing, the other party is Qin Yuqian's high school classmates, they used to be in the fifth middle school, several of them went to college in other places, and there is also a Fudan one, who speaks in a crepe manner, and has a feeling of superiority in temperament, Xu Hui knows that the other party is not intentional, it should be a natural outpouring, but he just can't get used to it, and don't want to be verbose with it.

Fu Jianping is not, he is comfortable in front of a group of men and women, not only laughing at jokes, but also being able to talk about philosophy and life with others, because of the topic of whether it is useful to go to college, Lao Fu actually fought with the Fudan in front of him, I had a big fork, Xu Hui really couldn't listen to it, so he found an excuse to touch a glass of wine with everyone and left.

A head into the backfield and Zou Meng tinkered with the homemade juicer, the sheet metal master sent the big round barrel yesterday, but there are still some problems, the small hole of the gas will spray juice everywhere because of the pressure, not to mention unhygienic, but also waste, must be improved, if the speed of juice has not kept up with the frequency of guest orders, it is necessary to take into account that the field to buy a serious juicer back with 800, but also for long-term consideration, in the summer, the sales of juice should be larger, and there will be more varieties.

It's a stinky sweat again, but he has no idea, Xu Hui got on the fire, went outside to smoke and breathe, and when he walked through the lobby and dance floor, he saw Fu Jianping still blowing in front of the people at that table, and couldn't help but smile.

After standing for a while, Xu Hui noticed that there was an extra person beside him, and when he turned his head, it was Liu Ke'er.