When I woke up the next morning, I lay down under the faucet and washed my head with cool water. I gritted my teeth and insisted on finishing the washing, trotting all the way to the store. Since I hadn't started the morning meeting yet, I walked around and saw where they usually changed their clothes, and wow, a lot of girls were changing their clothes inside, just coats, of course.

Then, I saw the tall girl who was wearing a cheongsam yesterday, and she also saw me, so she said, "Hey, you came to report yesterday, are you here to work today?"

I smiled: yes, help each other in the future.

"You baby, you can really talk. ”

I laughed: Innate.

Then I saw the store manager Zhang shouting at the door yesterday, and the meeting was called. So everybody started to slip over and stand in line, then the roll call, the singing, I followed behind, and then I looked around.

After the meeting, Manager Zhang told a young man next to him: He went to your food delivery department and handed it over to you.

The man answered: Okay, Manager Zhang.

Then he asked me to go with him, and from the staff passage all the way up to the third floor, there was a space of less than five square meters, which was the so-called food delivery department, and then there was the kitchen next to it.

He told me to follow the other herbs after dinner, that is, the first thing I did every day, to add ingredients to all the small food tables on the three floors. Then just wait quietly for the guests to deliver the food, just send the pot.

There are only two of my colleagues, a young man who is a year older than me is named Li Xiaohong, yes, he is a gentleman, and the other is called Feng Dong. These two people are the best, Li Xiaohong, is the kind of fiery character, if something happens, I can't wait to finish it all at once, no matter how tired and heavy it is, I won't let you help, the kind of thief. As for Feng Dong, he is the kind of chronic child, for example, every time we add small ingredients, we are one plate at a time, he grabs one with one hand, and the kind of thief ink. So the two of them often don't like each other, but it's just a superficial bickering, but in fact, they are very good-hearted.

After the meal, the so-called head of the food department threw me a work gown. The bright red one is embroidered with a golden dragon from the right shoulder to the collar, which I think is very beautiful. It's just that there are two gaps missing, plus it's a little dirty. This so-called minister, named Fan Kefei, is actually a young man in his twenties, not tall, with a capable head, I think he is a bit like an article, but he looks a little fierce. The middle finger of the left hand is missing, and it is basically without a middle finger, and it is said that it was cut off during a fight.

Later, when I talked to them, I heard from them that there were three owners of this shop. The big boss's surname is Yu, he did one thing I always wanted to do when I was a child, that is, he took the daughter of the owner of the Shanxi coal mine as his daughter-in-law, yes, a penny of dowry was confiscated, and he was given three million outside, so he had this store. The second boss's surname is Duan, and it is said that he is in charge of all the raw materials of the entire store, from every pound of meat in the back kitchen to every disposable water cup at the front desk. The third boss is more special, his surname is Liang, it is said that he is a very famous local bastard, who was responsible for the decoration and decoration of the entire store, which can be regarded as an investment in shares. When I first met him, I thought at a glance that he was a very pure social person, with a big bare head, a big gold chain, a big jade ring, and a big leather bag, which is the standard for social people. It's fierce to look at, but it's nice to us, and it's kind to talk, and I like to joke.

The days went on so calmly and regularly, one day, two days, a week. Everything was fine, I wasn't as uncomfortable as I thought, but I wasn't as handy as I thought. The food in the restaurant is never bad, especially if we are only one step away from the back kitchen, and we must know what is delicious at the first time.

The rules of the store are that the cabbage is not allowed to enter the private room and serve the dishes, and must be a waiter, but there are really many people who come to eat hot pot in winter, one day, I held a plate of more than 30 catties of dishes, and waited at the door of the private room for a long time and no one came to pick it up. Since then, I haven't waited half a minute, and when no one is there, I will bring the food to the private room by myself, and the people who come to eat don't know what I'm doing.

Then one day, a woman walked up to the third floor, she was wearing a formal suit, her hair was coiled, and seriously, she looked like a white-collar worker, and most importantly, she really looked good. Then, everyone respected her very much, called her Sister Li, and I followed suit, she stared at me for two seconds, and left with a smile. I asked them to find out that it was the big boss of the store, his father, and we usually called him Yubo, the manager invited from Shanghai. Her name is Li Na, thirty years old, it is said that she used to open her own shop to engage in Korean food, and she had to earn at least ten thousand yuan a day, but the man is not successful, no matter how fast she earns, she does not lose fast in gambling, and then she sold the store and was invited here to be a manager, which is a very popular leader.

Then one day, she came to me and talked to me.

"How long have you been here?"

"Half a month, what's wrong?"

"Well, I've seen you deliver food to the private room many times on the surveillance, don't you know the rules?"

I thought to myself: Damn, it turned out that Xingshi asked for the crime, and also, he actually peeked at me on the surveillance, hum.

So I used my shameless and serious nonsense skills to say: I'm afraid that the guests are waiting in a hurry, which will affect our impression.

Her: Well, you're a clever guy, follow me in the future, you can be a waiter.

Me: Isn't that all done by women, I'm a man, so what's the deal?

She told me seriously: no work can be gendered, willing to work hard, willing to endure hardships, the same can be extraordinary.

On that day, I began to hang out with a group of girls, and every day in my spare time, I sat in the private room and listened to them talk about some topics about women, such as menstruation, childbirth, underwear and perfume brands. At first I blush, but then I realized that the more shy you are, the more you get to get the. Later, I was simply shameless, you talk to me about menstruation, right, then I will ask you what is the difference between day and night, you talk to me about having children, I will ask you how to make children. Damn, I'm a big man, I'm going to let a bunch of girls bluff it, how will I mix it up in the future, how will the little brother take it, and how will Taiwan take it... Bah, I drank some tea, I was a little dizzy, and I talked too much.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the quilt that the buddy left for me at the beginning is really too thin, and the black-hearted cotton is forgotten, Lao Tzu endured it, but what does it mean that you don't have an inch thick when you step on the horse, and it is not as thick as Lao Tzu's mattress. The dormitory is relatively empty, so it seems colder, it was originally a glass door and a roller shutter, which does not block the wind, and the temperature is low, so sometimes you can freeze and wake up several times a night, and then wrap a quilt and continue to sleep, until you get up at dawn, your whole body is cold, one night it was too cold, I feel that the temperature of the bed and the temperature of the floor are basically the same, I really can't bear it, so I went to the Internet café to find a small corner and sleep until dawn, not to mention how comfortable, I just can't get old, so that the female network manager at the front desk at the door looked at me with a look of contempt。 But the man, who never said anything, saw me coming every night and smiled at me: "Coming?"

I scratched my head, smiled embarrassedly, and found a corner to sleep.

In fact, I am very grateful for that period of hard life, he made me see how realistic this society is, and also made me realize that I was nothing without my parents, not even able to eat a full meal, and could not afford to buy a box of cigarettes. However, I am also very glad that it has given me enough tempering, every day after work, we go to take out the garbage, God knows what is in that garbage can, colorful, not to mention the smell, after coming back, the whole hand can not smell, and then wash casually, grab the steamed bun and start eating, so, I often say, don't tell me anything disgusting, I think eating with my own hands is the most disgusting. Until one time when I was taking out the garbage, I was pierced through the palm of my hand by a thick fishbone spur, and there were bones similar to the barbs on a fishhook, which hurt and heart-rending. But later, I felt that there was no hardship that I couldn't bear, even if I couldn't bear it, I could try it, after all, as an old man, I still had to have some ability to bear it. That's why I say that what you suffer today is not necessarily suffering, and the happiness you enjoy is not necessarily happiness. These things are always relative, depending on how you understand them.

One day, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I cheekily called my father and asked him to borrow a hundred yuan. Because I have been penniless for half a month, if it weren't for the food and lodging in the store, I would have died on the street. Father, as if he had expected it, said that a hundred would be a hundred, and quickly remitted it to me, and at last, I smoked and drank again. But in my heart, it was all grievances, but I couldn't help but cry. Because, the road I chose by myself, and no one forced me, then I should have no complaints.

In the past, when I went to school, I would always hear people say that it was hard to earn money and was hard to eat. It's all about talking, and the taste of it can only be understood after experiencing it. Therefore, there is never such a thing as empathy, and if you don't experience it, the taste will always be your own imagination.

My father is always so simple and clear on the phone, is he eating well, is he warmly dressed?

I said: everything is fine, don't worry, the salary will be paid soon, and you will be paid back when the time comes.

The father smiled and did not speak.

It wasn't until later that when he reached out to ask for money, he told me that Dad earned a lifetime of money and endured a lifetime of hardship, all for you, so there is no question of not paying it back. Besides, can you pay it back?

I'm speechless.