Chapter 171: Picking Up the Bag
In addition to Feng Xueye's group of tourists in the restaurant, there are many other self-driving tourists, local diners in Meitan County, etc., and almost half of the seats are full. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Feng Xueye found an empty seat in the corner and sat down, waiting for his fried rice to be served.
There were quite a lot of people queuing up for fried rice, and Feng Xueye waited for more than ten minutes before his fried rice and chicken soup were served.
Seeing the other diners eating with relish, and smelling the refreshing aroma of rice, Feng Xueye couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and eat.
After taking the first bite, Feng Xueye couldn't help but nod in admiration, feeling that after listening to other people's suggestions, the decision to get out of the car and order a bowl of fried rice with meat and egg was really right.
Although the price of this fried rice is very expensive, the taste is indeed very beautiful, and it is worth it.
Although Feng Xueye is not very old, he has already traveled to several places, but none of the local delicacies in any place can compare to the bowl of fried rice with meat and eggs he ate today. This trip to Mae Tan and tasting the food of Yipinju is really worth the trip.
Even if the scenery of Mae Tan is a little worse, just the bowl of fried rice eaten now, this trip is worth the trip.
After sighing, Feng Xueye also quickly took out his mobile phone to take two photos and sent them to the circle of friends, pointing out that the fried rice he is eating now is 400 yuan a bowl, and commented on the deliciousness of this fried rice twice, and then continued to eat.
Because he ate a little snack in the car, Feng Xueye was not very hungry, so when he was halfway through eating, he felt a little full, his stomach was a little swollen, and the belt of his waist bag was a little strangled by his meat.
However, the meal was so delicious that Feng Xue was reluctant to stop. So, he simply untied his waist bag containing important items such as mobile phones, wallets, bank cards, and ID cards, and put them under his ass to sit.
Untied her waist bag, Feng Xueye suddenly felt a lot more relaxed in her body and belly, and quickly picked up the spoon again and continued to eat this 400 yuan bowl of delicious fried rice.
After eating the fried rice and drinking the bowl of chicken soup beautifully, Feng Xueye patted her stomach with satisfaction, took a napkin and wiped her mouth, and then got up and walked outside the restaurant, completely forgetting his waist bag that contained many important items and was worth a lot of money.
After Feng Xue left the restaurant at night, she also crossed the highway and stood by the Meijiang River, overlooking the river and the park opposite, the breeze was blowing, and it felt very beautiful.
Just a while after Feng Xueye left, Wu Yan, as a waiter, saw the empty rice bowls and empty chairs on the dining table in the corner, and knew that the diners had left, so she walked over to clean up the table.
However, when she got closer, she was taken aback to find a black fanny pack on the chair.
She immediately realized that it was the diner who had just eaten here who had fallen.
Looking left and right, other customers were either eating with their heads down, playing on their phones waiting for their food to be served, or talking about the price list and ingredient introduction on the wall, but no one was looking for anything.
It seems that the customers who dropped the bag have already left the restaurant. However, business is very busy today, and she can't remember which customer was eating here just now, and she can't find the main owner.
So, Wu Yan picked up the waist bag, opened it and took a look, but couldn't help but be startled. What caught my eye was a stack of hundred-dollar bills, at least several thousand yuan.
I didn't dare to look at other things, Wu Yan quickly pulled the zipper of the waist bag, and beckoned another waiter to come over to clean up the table, she took the waist bag, found the store manager Zhuo Yu, and said: "Sister Yu, I picked up a bag, there is a lot of money in it, I don't know which customer dropped it, what should I do?" ”
As she spoke, she handed the fanny pack to Zhuo Yu, as if her hands were hot.
Zhuo Yu took the waist bag and asked, "Which table did you pick it up, do you remember the appearance of the guest?" ”
Wu Yan shook her head and said, "It's the table by the window in the corner, but there are too many guests today, I can't remember who is sitting at that table, the guests should have already left the restaurant." ”
Zhuo Yu also looked at the restaurant, and didn't see anyone who looked like he was looking for something after dropping something, knowing that Wu Yan was right, the guests should have left the restaurant.
So, Zhuo Yu took the waist bag and walked to Zhou Xianying, who was talking to a customer, and said, "Manager Zhou, there is a waist bag here, I don't know who dropped it, how to deal with it?" ”
Zhou Xianying apologized to the customer, then turned around, took the waist bag, and asked, "Who picked it up?" ”
"Wu Yan!" Zhuo Yu replied.
Then, Zhou Xianying also asked Wu Yan, but she couldn't find a clue, and she didn't know which customer dropped it.
Zhou Xianying thought for a moment and said, "I'll take a look." ”
Then, she opened her fanny pack in full view of everyone, and the first thing she saw was the stack of expensive bills.
Then, there were mobile phones, wallets, bank cards, ID cards, etc. in her waist bag, and she looked at the ID card, it was a young man named Feng Xueye.
Seeing the name on the ID card, Zhou Xianying was relieved. As long as you know the name, it's much easier to find.
Then, Zhou Xianying locked the zipper of the waist bag, raised it and said to the customers in the restaurant: "Dear customers and friends, our restaurant staff has picked up a waist bag, please check your belongings to see if you dropped them." ”
The diners who were eating food or playing with their mobile phones were suddenly taken aback, looked at the black waist bag in Zhou Xianying's hand, and hurriedly checked their belongings.
However, after checking for a while, everyone shook their heads and said that they didn't drop it themselves.
"Is it true that the people are gone?" A customer asked.
"Maybe it's just out of the door, you guys hurry up and shout." Someone suggested.
Zhou Xianying nodded, called the security guard Lao Yao, and asked him to ask outside if someone had lost his waist bag.
Lao Yao listened to Manager Zhou's instructions and went out of the restaurant to take a look, and the other guests left after leaving the restaurant, only the travel agency's bus and the Meijiang River across the road had some passengers who had just come out of the restaurant.
Lao Yao got to the bus first, walked in and asked, "Everyone, just now a staff member in our restaurant picked up a waist bag, did any of you drop it?" ”
When the dozen or so passengers in the car heard this, they immediately became nervous. However, after checking for a while, everyone said that they didn't drop anything, and the bag was not their own.
Lao Yao could only get out of the car and cross the road to the river, asking those tourists who were enjoying the scenery by the river, including Feng Xueye.
As soon as Feng Xueye heard the security guard of Yipinju ask if someone had dropped his waist bag, he immediately remembered his own waist bag.
When he touched his waist, there was nothing. Sure enough, his waist bag, which contained a lot of cash and important items, was missing.
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