Chapter 61: Opening Ceremony 3

Mother Zhao pulled Zhao Qingyu aside and muttered in a low voice: "The two of us can fart out now, who else can help?" ”

"Mom, this is not something I called for help casually, I hired it." Zhao Qingyu also lowered his voice and said.

"What?! Hire?! Zhao's mother's voice suddenly rose, and Boss Qi, who was sitting in the room and was covering the disc, looked at them hesitantly.

Zhao Qingyu coughed and said to the boss: "I'll say a few words to my mother, and you will do what I said before." ”

Boss Qi answered, took out a half-old record, put it in the stereo and began to audition.

"Xiaoyu, what is he doing here? No, what are you doing, no one has come to eat noodles in the first place, and we specially invited someone to come over, how can we get paid? "Mother Zhao was about to be angry because of her daughter's independent assertion.

"Mom, don't be angry, I didn't really ask him to come to the store to help, I just asked him to come and help us promote it." Zhao Qingyu gently pulled Zhao's mother to the door and explained in a low voice, "It's just half a morning, two hours, and I've already said the money, thirty yuan." ”

"Thirty dollars in two hours?! So expensive? Are you here to grab money? Mother Zhao's face softened slightly, but when she heard the price, it turned black again.

Zhao Qingyu sighed and said, "Mom, don't be too expensive, you'll know why later, everyone has already come, and it's impossible for us to drive people back, and I'll pay for it, so you can relax." She said as she walked towards Boss Qi in the house.

Mother Zhao stared angrily in the back, and said that her monthly salary was only 600 yuan, and she worked on the assembly line for ten hours a day, and this person came to help for two hours for 30 yuan, and her daughter's skull was knocked stupid by someone!

But Zhao Qingyu still looks confident, she wants to see what this person is capable of, and earn them thirty yuan in two hours.

Zhao Qingyu completely ignored Zhao's mother's expression, walked to Boss Qi's side, flipped through the tape he brought, and said, "Boss Qi is quite good at choosing, are you ready now?" ”

"Okay, I've tried, let's get started now." Boss Qi said and moved the stereo to the door, and then took out the wiring board and microphone from the backpack he brought.

Zhao Qingyu helped him plug in the wiring board, and Boss Qi tried the wheat on the side.

"Hey, hey, hey" a few times, he turned on the stereo, a loud and festive music immediately came out of the stereo, Boss Qi also picked up the microphone on the side, and started an enthusiastic speech on the road: "Everyone who has walked by, take a look, our Xinglong noodle restaurant is officially opened, there are authentic Jiangcheng hot dry noodles, there are also local authentic handmade leaf noodles, and delicious and strong cross-bridge rice noodles......"

Mother Zhao was stunned when Boss Qi spoke, and now when she heard him say that she had crossed the bridge rice noodles, she hurriedly came to Zhao Qingyu's side and asked in a low voice: "When did we cross the bridge rice noodles?" ”

Zhao Qingyu patted her mother's hand funny: "Mom, this is a gimmick to lure people over, besides, our is rice noodles, as for crossing the bridge, it doesn't matter, the price list behind the type is clearly written, others will see it themselves." ”

Mother Zhao relieved her heart and looked outside with the same curiosity.

People love to join in the fun. This shout really worked.

The first one to come over was the owner of the iron-cutting shop near the school.

"You guys opened today, I almost forgot, I'm sorry, there's hot dry noodles, right, I haven't eaten hot dry noodles for a long time, let's have one."

"Okay, okay, you can sit in the house first." Zhao's mother hurriedly put on gloves and began to grab noodles.

At this time, there were also a few student-looking people on the other side of the road, and Zhao Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As more and more students come out of the school, Zhao Qingyu and her store have more and more customers.

"Please line up, come one by one, don't crowd, there is still a place in the house." Zhao Qingyu quickly put the condiments, asked the customer's taste, collected money to find money, and took care of the situation in the store.

The first time Zhao's mother encountered this situation, she almost got in a hurry, and she almost didn't remember who was going to eat what, and she heard everyone shouting in a mess.

Sometimes a person's words can be repeated seven or eight times, so that Zhao's mother does not know whether she wants a bowl or seven or eight bowls.

A bowl of hot dry noodles, a bowl of hot dry noodles, a bowl of hot dry noodles......

Zhao's mother's hands were mechanically grasping the noodles and underneath, so busy that her feet couldn't touch the ground, and her head was still a piece of paste, almost relying on Zhao Qingyu's reminders.

"Hot dry noodles on three sides, followed by two bowls of noodle soup, throw one bowl of noodle soup into it and cook it first."

"Ahh

"Boss, there's no room for dishes on the table in the house, can you come and clean up?"

Zhao Qingyu took the rag and shouted loudly: "Come on, wait a minute." ”

In the past, when she was collecting dishes and wiping the table, she called Zhao Qingfeng, then hung up again, and then carried the dozen or so large porcelain bowls stacked together into a basin in the pool behind her.

At this time, I really don't have time to wash the dishes.

Zhao Qingfeng in the house had just answered a strange phone call, and before he could say a word, he hung up on the other side.

As soon as he hung up the phone, PHS rang again, and this time before he could answer, the opposite side hung up.

He was still a little depressed, but when he looked at it again, the note of the latest call turned out to be his mother, and he quickly jumped up from the bed after he came back yesterday and what his sister said to him......

Zhao Qingyu's side can be said to be so busy that even Boss Qi, who helped with the publicity, had to put down the microphone and was forced to go into battle to help serve dishes and chopsticks.

At the three-way intersection not far from Xinglong Noodle Restaurant, Li Feiyu and a group of delinquent teenagers were walking in another direction, and suddenly someone saw the lively scene here, so he stretched out his hand and pointed here.

"Brother Li, look, there's a snack bar at the entrance of your school, and it's still being good luck at the door."

Li Lin, who was holding Li Feiyu, glanced at this side casually and said, "Isn't it just a noodle restaurant, and it also plays songs at the door, which makes me think it's selling clothes." ”

Li Feiyu's eyes changed several times, and finally shook off Li Lin's arm and said, "Let's go, I'll invite everyone to eat noodles." ”

"Huh? Brother Li, what should I do with these things? Another boy with oblique bangs raised the two ducks in his hand and said.

The group of them came out of the Internet café all night, and they happened to be hungry, but Li Feiyu originally said that he would buy some things and get them at his house to eat, and it happened that his father had taken over a job in the past two days, and he went out to catch the car at six o'clock in the morning every day and came back in the evening.

"What to do? I can't eat at noon, who makes dinner in the morning. Li Feiyu glared at his bangs angrily, and took the lead in walking towards Xinglong Noodle Restaurant.

"That's it, who makes dinner in the morning." Li Lin didn't forget to repeat the sentence, and then chased after Li Feiyu.

The oblique bangs slumped down his shoulders aggrievedly, which was not what he said before.