It is said that when you change the dish for the guest, the quarrel should become quieter and quieter, but after changing the dish, the noise gets louder and louder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoHu Dafa and Aunt Du in the dishwashing room are almost clear to hear.

"You guys open restaurants, don't you pay attention to hygiene? The flies are all in the dishes, and you still have the face to collect money!"

"Just change the plate? There are so many bacteria on it, you can take a bite and see." Besides, if you bump into someone outside, you can apologize to someone and it's over, and if you break someone's bones, you can change someone's leg?

"We must complain today, industry and commerce, urban management, and public health, all who can vote will vote, and this matter can't just be over! You have to compensate for the losses and pay for the mental damages!"

"How much is it? Six people, each of them eats, 10,000 per person, not a penny!

The guests were angry and kept yelling. Director Wang and the other waiters have been apologizing, expressing great apologies, and whispering, what they say is not important, and Hu Dafa can't hear it clearly in the back. All you can hear is the loud noise of these guests.

"Don't do it, you guys are closed, how are you going to do business!

"That's right, complain about them until they close, and it's not over until they close!"

"That's too much, then you can call the police and say that we are blackmailing you, go! Let's see who is justified when the police come!"

"The lawsuit, it just so happens that our gentleman is a lawyer, and he happened to be involved in the whole process, and he hasn't spoken, and when our lawyer speaks, you can't pay any compensation!"

Chef Zhou lifted the curtain, hid in the dishwashing room, took out a cigarette, lit it urgently, took two sharp breaths, and let out a long breath. "These bastards, it's not over yet!

"Who made you so careless?" Aunt Du disagreed with Chef Zhou, "You usually clean up the back kitchen more, don't you have this matter." Something happened, sooner or later!"

"Hey, Aunt Du, who are you helping for?" Chef Zhou took a puff of cigarette, pointed at Aunt Du, and said to Hu Dafa. "How did you help the outsiders?"

"It's not about helping anyone, it's that you're doing it wrong! People come out to eat, who wants to eat dirty things! Dirty things for you to eat, do you want to eat?" Aunt Du glanced at Chef Zhou, and continued: "We should sincerely apologize to others and let people forgive us, so that we can do business! Can you still quarrel with others?"

"Quarrel, that's really nothing! These people are powerful enough, haven't you listened, and there are lawyers!" Chef Zhou pouted and said helplessly: "Wang Lin is about to cry for torture! If they ask for less compensation, it is estimated that she will agree, and if the quarrel continues, the impact will be too bad." It's almost the end of the year, and the impact is too bad!" Chef Zhou let out a long sigh.

"BJ people are reasonable, but they generally don't be unforgiving, right? What do you say, Aunt Du?" Hu Dafa answered.

"Huh?" Aunt Du was a little puzzled, "Dafa, what do you say about me?"

"No, I'm talking about the ones outside, they sound like locals, shouldn't be like this! Even if there is a mistake, you can't open your mouth widely, and it will cost tens of thousands of dollars at once! How much is it for a meal! Here you can make money!"

"That's what I said, let's go ahead and have a look!"

The hall is already in a mess. There are still a few tables of guests left, where they can watch the excitement and chat at the same time. At the table where the accident occurred, there were a total of six people, sitting around the round table, each dressed differently, some in suits and leather shoes, some casual, but except for one person sitting quietly, everyone else was very excited, one was already standing on the chair, condescendingly talking to Director Wang, and the other one, his feet had been tilted to the table, crooked mouth and shaved teeth.

At night, there are still some people upstairs, who are not clear about what is happening downstairs, who are in a hurry to leave, who can't see these, and who are not in a hurry, who gather around the periphery, laughing and scolding, each with their own ideas.

Aunt Du walked out of the back kitchen directly, looking at the current situation, it was not easy to start. Hu Dafa just wanted to go out, his heart moved, stopped in the back kitchen, and looked up and down, left and right. There are a total of four stoves in the back, and the overall is just like what Chef Zhou said, cleaning every week, which is quite clean. The cleanest is Chef Zhou's special stove, which is much cleaner because he doesn't stir-fry much.

Hu Dafa looked at the ceiling, looked around, it was almost midwinter, there could be wintering flies, the house must be very warm, Hu Dafa stretched out his hand to feel, it was about 20 degrees here, if the stove was fully open, the temperature might be higher, but now, that's it.

The kitchen was quite clean, and after looking carefully for a long time, I didn't find a single fly. Hu Dafa thought to himself and slowly walked out of the back kitchen.

These guests are still clamoring, and they will not give up until they get a result in their favor. Hu Dafa walked behind Director Wang, did not alarm her, and when he saw Qiuyang there, he pulled Qiuyang to the side.

"This table, it's not up to you!"

"No, it's the new Xiao Li Guan. I really didn't expect this to happen!" Qiuyang replied.

"Are there any flies in our hall?"

"What month has it been, and where are the flies!"

"Well, there will be, as long as it's warm enough in the room! But I didn't see it in our back kitchen, I'm afraid it's in the hall. So ask!"

"No, the temperature in the hall is lower than in the back kitchen, especially at night, the flies have already frozen to death!" Qiu Yang replied softly, at this time, he couldn't alarm these people.

"En!" Hu Dafa nodded, turned around and asked Qiuyang: "Where is the dish?"

"Put it on the table next to it!" Qiuyang looked at Hu Dafa with some surprise, "What are you going to do?"

"Look, it's fine. Hu Dafa followed Qiuyang's point, and saw that the unfortunate plate of coriander belly shreds that was put aside had been pulled into a mess, but the amount of dishes was still very sufficient, and there was a mung bean fly lying on his back in the belly silk where it was spread out. A happy fly, swatted to death, can lie among the many foods, and it can be regarded as a full ghost.

The mung bean fly was lying between its belly, flattened, its wings disheveled, its intestines scattered, its limbs were incomplete, and it still had some fat on its body, as if it had rolled many times in the frying pan before it died.

Hu Dafa picked up a pair of clean chopsticks, took the miserable and happy mung bean fly out of his belly, and gently placed it on a clean napkin. Hu Dafa's expression was about to chant a round of death mantras for it. Hu Dafa looked at the deceased carefully, not knowing what to think or what to do, just watched silently.

The kitchen is very clean, the temperature is low, and the flies can't live a good life, where did you come from? How can I find your identification?