The grand occasion in front of the Wuwei Restaurant reached Zhao Xiuyuan's ears.

He immediately made a decision and ordered Qiluo Restaurant to add two more dancers to dance a little more profligately.

"Looks like they've got a bit of a brain." There was more anger in his eyes: "Remember those merchants who cooperate with Wuwei Restaurant." ”

When the situation is settled, he will make these people pay the price!

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Noon is coming.

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, Wuwei Restaurant opened its closed doors.

"Welcome." The shopkeepers led by Song Sanda stood in a straight line.

Behind them is the front desk of Wuwei Restaurant.

It's different from other restaurants. Behind the front desk of Wuwei Restaurant, there is no cabinet, no wine, only a white wall.

On the white wall are two lines of delicate words:

I'm right here, waiting for the wind.

"This sentence ......"

There was a girl whose eyes were red, and she poked at her sadness.

"Please consciously line up and exchange the order cards with the free card." Song Santian pointed his hand to the side.

Brush and pull, and a bunch of people are immediately lined up.

As time passed, boys and girls slowly approached the interior of Wuwei Restaurant.

They were surprised to find that Wuwei Restaurant is not all boxy and large, but also has special single tables and double tables.

"I'm sitting at a single table!" A young man spoke coldly.

Everyone's dining habits are different, and he's fed up with strangers chatting at the bar while he enjoys his own food.

"Can me, my sister and I sit at a two-person table?" There was a girl whose face was slightly red.

They are introverts and don't dare to talk too much to people.

"And a tour of the kitchen? Take Young Master Ben quickly, Young Master Ben won't eat the dirty ground! There are also cleaners who speak like this.

"What about Xiao Er? Why don't you report the name of the dish? What, there is a menu on the table? ”

"Watermelon juice? What is this? Orange juice? What is it? ”

Someone waved his hand: "It's free anyway, that's all for drinking!" ”

Plates of delicacies are served, followed by cups of freshly squeezed juice.

"I'll go, you're cheating us outsiders, aren't you, can such a delicious restaurant go out of business?"

"No one orders such a delicious juice?"

The outsiders are full of dissatisfaction, and the locals don't talk about their suffering.

"Wuwei Restaurant is amazing this time."

On the second floor, Song Santian looked at the scene downstairs, and the corners of his mouth were almost to the root of his ears:

"It's so orderly, you have to know that once other restaurants are busy, they don't care about anything."

Other restaurants don't have a menu on every table.

Other restaurants don't have this kind of number system, and when they are busy, they often serve the wrong dishes.

When there are few people, the shopkeeper is still the shopkeeper.

When there are a lot of people, the shopkeeper is a spinning top, and if he is busy, he will be pumped from time to time.

"It's not time to get to the main point yet." Leng Mingyue took a sip of watermelon juice, and the sweetness spread in her mouth.

Shen Zichen, who was next to him, had already drunk several glasses of orange juice.

Downstairs, the cold young man had a meal, and when he was about to leave, he was stopped by the second boy of another shop.

"What? You won't have to collect money now, will you? The boy pressed his hand on his sword.

"The guests are too worried." The shopkeeper smiled and took out the wooden board hanging on the wall, and a blank piece of paper fluttered on the board.

Xiao Er handed the pen to the young man: "I don't know if you are willing to write a sentence on paper, and someone may see it in the future." ”

The boy was silent for a moment, he turned his head to look at the sentence behind the front desk, "Wait for the wind and wait for you", and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Later, he wrote:

"Ge Erhua, I'm waiting for you at the Imperial Capital Academy!"

Some funny and some emotional words made the shopkeeper stunned.

The sudden empathy caught him off guard, and he didn't have a "Ge Erhua" in his heart.

"I'm going to write it too!"

Some young people came over and left a sentence, "I want to be the most powerful alchemist in Yan Kingdom."

Seeing this, everyone gathered around one by one, and soon, the paper was full of words.

Looking around, there are those who write "I will definitely honor my ancestors", those who write "I hope that my father and mother are healthy", and those who write "I want to activate the seven life grids with my sisters".

Those things about ideals, about love, about family affection, about friendship, jumped on paper.

That feeling is green, immature, arrogant, and even ridiculous.

But it is the most moving.