On the stove in the kitchen, there are all kinds of large and small bowls, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are readily available, and there are a lot of seasonings.

Xiao Zhao skillfully fished the water coated with starch out of the bowl and gently slid it into the oil pot. There was a soft stabbing sound, and the water floated in the boiling oil, shrinking in size and turning golden in color. He was about to feel how good his cooking skills were, when the door was suddenly pushed open from the side of the main hall.

Wang An walked into the kitchen sweating profusely, opened his mouth and asked, "Is the salt and pepper fish ready?"

"Immediately, immediately, immediately!" Xiao Zhao said repeatedly, pouring a whole plate of raw water into the pot, and then picked up a large colander and stirred it in the pot five or six times.

Wang An picked up the hot plate at the bottom and turned around to leave, leaving a list for Xiao Zhao before leaving: "2 crispy pork ribs, 4 salt-and-pepper corn, and 6 tempura shrimp." ”

Seeing this, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but sigh deeply.

He only realized today that he had been taken advantage of by Qin Feng.

It stands to reason that with his basic salary of 3,000 yuan, he still works 8 hours a day, Qin Feng wants him to come to work in the afternoon, how can he increase his salary by 1,500 yuan. But God knows what evil he fell for the night before yesterday, and he was actually taken by Qin Fenghua for only 500 yuan, and now he wants to regret it, and he really can't find any reason.

"Don't give you a way to live...... Xiao Zhao muttered aggrievedly, and took a big bag of corn kernels handed by Huiqin.

At this moment, it was already dark.

From 2 o'clock this afternoon. Xiao Zhao almost never left the stove, and his legs were numb. The hands that used to cut 100 potatoes in one go without effort actually began to tremble at this moment.

And in fact. In the store, Xiao Zhao is definitely not the only one who feels that life is worse than death.

After 6 p.m., everyone in the store is busy at full speed.

Qin Feng did activities for the guests outside the store, and Wang Hao helped keep time.

God knows if someone in the store went to worship God yesterday, there are so many customers who participated in the Big Stomach King event today, and what makes Qin Feng even happier is that among these people, almost none of them have the strength to pass the challenge, which is completely no different from giving money. Cope with one guest. It doesn't take more than 20 minutes, it's 150 yuan. Qin Feng seemed to have entered a low-level dungeon in a full-level god outfit, and he couldn't stop brushing Xiao Wang, and he couldn't stop at all.

As for the others-

Mao Jianing, Luo Danhua and Zhao Jiande are respectively responsible for delivering food to the main hall, guests outside the house and the upstairs rooftop, in addition to delivering food, they also have to help clean up the table. When I have a little free, I have to go back to the kitchen immediately to wash the dishes, or help with the strings, and I can't stop for a moment.

After quietly getting dark, he took over Qin Jianguo's class. It seems to be more relaxed than the others, but tonight due to the ridiculously large number of guests, she also rarely has time to catch her breath. After a few hours, I was even tired and had a little back pain.

Compared to quiet. Wang Yanmei's condition is slightly better, although she is also sitting numb in the buttocks, but she is in pain and happy.

The customers who paid the bill dialed one after the other. Almost every three to five minutes, a group of people have to be sent away, and it is difficult to find a small gap in the middle to go to the toilet.

No one can leave. Wang An is the only one inside and outside the store who can move around, except for being in charge of ordering. There's also a whole bunch of messy contingencies to deal with.

"Is there a vacant seat, is there an empty seat!?" In the walkie-talkie, Wang An's anxious voice sounded again at this time.

Then within a few seconds, I heard Mao Jianing reply: "A05 is vacant!"

As soon as the shouting sounded, Wang An hurriedly pulled the new guest to order, while Wang Yanmei turned her head to look around the corner and waited for the guest to come out to pay.

But even though Qin Feng and the others had already used their physical strength to the limit, inside and outside the store, upstairs and downstairs, there were still voices like this in their ears.

"Waiter!

"Boss, bring me another 10 bottles of snowflakes!

"Where's the toothpick? Why don't you have any toothpicks in the store?"

"Wow, my kid is peeing, get a mop!"

"What kind of tempura shrimp are you guys for 3 yuan a piece, it's too dark, right? I should be a serving!"

"Beauty, 2 cups of bubble tea, take it away. Is the ice cream still there? sold out? Why is it sold out just after 10 o'clock?"

"Waiter, come and clean up the table!"

"Boss, the TV is out of signal, come and take a look......"

……

The hustle and bustle lasted from the afternoon to the early hours of the morning, and it was not until the end of the day of the Olympics that the guests finally left contentedly. At 4 o'clock in the morning, watching the last few drunk young people go, everyone in the store was exhausted.

Qin Feng's ears were buzzing, and when he picked up the cup to drink water, his hands didn't obey the call at all, and they trembled like Parkinson's.

Wang An leaned against the pillars of the main hall soaking wet, tired like a dead dog, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to go upstairs to take a bath, so he needed to slow down first. And not far from him, Mao Jianing also posed in a similar pose.

Jing Jing and Wang Yanmei were all lying on the counter, so tired that they didn't want to look up.

Qin Jianguo, Wang Hao and Xiao Zhao, the three of them sat in the kitchen, you look at me, I look at you, they didn't say a word, they just gasped.

Huiqin was a little stiffer, but when she was washing dishes and dishes in the backyard, she kept talking to herself, and her state was quite gloomy.

Even the strings of them were so loud that they couldn't make a sound—it actually fought at first, but it broke its throat and no one paid attention to it.

"It's like going to war. Qin Feng said weakly, putting the shaking water cup back to the front desk with difficulty.

At this time, Luo Danhua and Zhao Jiande walked in front of him.

"Qin Feng, we won't be here tomorrow. Rodin Walter said.

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this, knowing what he meant by his words, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Zhao Jiande shook his head and said with a wry smile: "We really can't afford to earn these few dollars of yours." I came here at 6 o'clock in the evening, and I've been working for 10 hours now, which is only 60 yuan in income. It's really tiring to work with you, today is the first day of the Olympics, and I'm afraid that after half a month in a row, my body will be exhausted, and I will spend more money on medicine than I earn here......"

"8 yuan for that hour?" Qin Feng raised the price without thinking about it.

"Forget it, it's really boring. Luo Danhua sighed, his eyes full of determination. (To be continued......)