Chapter Twelve, The Kind Boss
"Hmm.... It's finally time to get off work! Let's go, brother! Seeing that it was also time to get off work, Hua Ling stretched his waist.
"Okay, let's go! What to urge, and will not be repaid. ”
Meng Hong called out a stand-in and prepared to go.
It's also magical, Meng Hong's stand-in is logically invisible to ordinary people. But after his stand-in became a vehicle, anyone could see it.
"Sunset Rollercoaster! We have a bit of a lot of people, well, let's do it, Ishikawa, Hualing, and Zheng Ming will have a car with me, and Xiao Xu, you can get a car with Jiujiu. ”
In this way, two cars, one in front of one and one in the back, drove out of the underground parking lot.
It took more than ten minutes to drive and arrived at the destination.
Xuan Mai Restaurant is one of the most famous places in the local food scene, and many people from other places even come to eat at this restaurant. Maybe it was because after the meal, Jiujiu and the others didn't need to line up and went in directly.
"Excuse me, sir, how many people need to eat?"
A warm and pleasant clerk greeted him.
"Six, thank you."
"Okay, this way, please!"
After the six people sat down, they couldn't help but sigh at the decoration of this shop.
"Maybe it's been too long, I haven't noticed before, but the decoration of this store is so stylish!"
Hua Ling seemed to like it very much, and kept looking around.
"I'm here to eat, to see what kind of decoration! You smell it! Our dishes haven't been served yet, and we'll be full when we smell other people's dishes. ”
Smelling the smell of this, Meng Hong seemed to have forgotten about his treat, and his foodie nature was fully revealed.
After waiting for nearly ten minutes, the signature hot pot ordered by everyone was served. The two fragrances of the mandarin duck pot rushed to the brain from the nasal cavity, and the six people who were originally tired instantly straightened their waists.
At first glance, the side dishes and soup base of this restaurant look like a regular hot pot restaurant. But this shop is expensive in this humble soup base.
The soup base at this shop is as if it has been enchanted. No one would say no, and there were even rumors that drinking their soup would bring pleasure.
Smelling the smell on the table, Meng Hong didn't care about spending money and the flesh didn't hurt, and devoured it violently.
At this time, Zheng Ming stood up and went to the bathroom. He happened to enter the wrong door and walked into the back kitchen.
In the kitchen, a middle-aged man in his 50s is making the soup base for the hot pot. And what appeared on his hand was the phantom of the stand-in!
"You're a stand-in!!"
Zheng Ming quietly released a stand-in, ready to attack at any time.
And the gray-haired man smiled kindly at Zheng Ming.
"Don't be so nervous, young man! I'm just a chef, you see. Spice! ”
He called out his stand-in, a small white figure sitting on the cook's shoulder.
"My stand-in ability is to adjust the combination of spices, and thanks to this ability, more and more people are coming to me. When I see the smiling faces of the guests, I can't help but be happy. That's probably why I opened the shop! Hahaha! You're the first person to see my stand-in, but keep it a secret for me! ”
Looking at his smile, Meng Hong was a little panicked, nodded and left in a hurry.
At the table, everyone was already full of wine and food.
"You're back, we'll be the first if you're late..."
Hua Ling joked, but when he saw that Zheng Ming's face was a little wrong, he didn't continue.
"What's wrong, Zheng Ming?"
"It's nothing, let's go."
Zheng Ming grabbed the two remaining packets of hot pot dipping sauce on the table and put them in his pocket.
This is Zheng Ming's habit, if there is excess ketchup or something, he will take it with him.
"You haven't changed your habit of taking advantage of small advantages?"
"Meng Hong, you know a fart! It's called saving! Besides, such a good dipping sauce, don't you want to take it away for you? ”
"Okay, okay, we all understand!"
Meng Hong patted Zheng Ming's shoulder with a smile.
Zheng Ming and the others had just walked out of the main door, and the boss also happened to come out of the back kitchen.
"I'll have a treat next time, boy!"
The boss smiled and waved his hand to Zheng Ming, and Zheng Ming also smiled back.