Chapter Twenty-Six: Zhang Xiangu is a Living Bodhisattva

"Some people are anxious, can't wait, may be irritable, remember, don't have a head-on conflict with customers, to warm words to comfort, to have a sense of 'customer is God'."

Xiaohua is one by one, and when she tells Cuihua, she is afraid of her person, and her service attitude is not thoughtful, which forms a bad impression on customers.

"Sister, isn't this what I was asked to do as a maid in the old society? Our relationship with them is a relationship of demand, they don't need it, we are just serving white rice and meat every day, and we may not be willing to come. ”

Zhang Cuihua is three years older than Xiaohua, and in private, she is called a sister.

"What you say is also reasonable, but let me ask you, am I the only practitioner in the industry of the world's goddesses? Definitely more than that, I don't know far away, there is also one in this Wangzhuang, before I started business, her family was also sent to every day, and later, people came to us, and her natural person was less. ”

"You're worried that the up-and-comers will replace us."

Xiaohua looked at the dark night and nodded.

She urged Baoguo overnight, let a few chairs come out, there were originally five stools in the house, plus two chairs brought from her mother's house, this can sit seven people, according to the flow of people in the past few days, five or six people are standing every day, the weather is cold, people are standing, bad temper, will go away halfway, even if you persist to the end, due to the experience of sleepiness and cold, the quality of service will be greatly reduced, he will not come a second time, it doesn't matter, the key is that his relatives, friends and neighbors will not come, so long like thisPotential customers have been lost, and one day, they will finally face the cruel fate of closing down and changing careers.

Xiaohua thought of this, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she asked Cuihua to put the firewood outside, hold a little more and put it in the house, and the snow fell overnight at night, the second day, it was naturally not easy to burn, she thought about it, the pit can be used for part of the heating, and the charcoal basin can be used for a group of people to heat, so that everyone can sit down, warm, time flies quickly, and the quality of service is naturally guaranteed.

After Xiaohua changed like this, there were three more customers on the second day than usual, and the previous uncivilized competition situation was improved, and she didn't hear the voice full of complaints.

Just as he was counting the faces with Cuihua, the village chief came in from outside the door, Xiaohua hurriedly gave up her seat, served tea casually, and said:

"Uncle, you have a busy day of official business, why do you remember to sit in my room?"

Liu Quanwa didn't answer, but circled around her pile, and finally said:

"Xiaohua, if this is in the old society, you are the young grandmother of the landlord's family, you see, there is a lot of food all over the ground, and there is tea and water waiting next to you."

Xiaohua was shocked by this sentence, and her face was like earth, this village chief is not good at coming today.

"Uncle, this is not what you introduced to me, if not, a few people know me, as the saying goes, this draught does not forget to dig wells, I always remember your goodness, wait a minute, I will go with you, also go to see my aunt, I miss her."

As he spoke, he instructed Cuihua to put two liters of rice and two liters of white flour at the door.

Liu Quanwa's face softened a lot, and she also gave Xiaohua a suggestion, saying:

"You should put a reminder sign at the entrance of the village and write the address of Zhang Xiangu's house, so that it is not easy to take the wrong road if you come from outside, Xiaohua, you should finish it early, so you can rest early."

"Uncle, your suggestion is good, but you can go up the mountain to seek Buddha, why do you have to step up a step when you go up, that is, you have to test his sincerity, my house is so easy to find, this person must be snub what I said, this time I have long forgotten it to the back of my head, I told him, warned him, and naturally it was in vain."

"Girl, you monkey spirit, monkey spirit, no wonder so many people are vying to give you noodles? Uncle just now, I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously. ”

Liu Quanwa showed a smiling face again.

On the way back, Cuihua asked why she didn't follow the village chief's advice, which would really be beneficial to their business.

Xiaohua Says:

"The village chief is here to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, if I can't hear it, I will suffer a big loss, and I will be unlucky."

Xiaohua went back and overnight, sent three liters of noodles to her mother's family, and one liter to each of the poor families in the village, and then poured the rest of the noodles into a bag and hid them, and then went to bed.

The next day, the village spread the reputation of Xiaohua, saying that she is beautiful and good-hearted, has a strong stomach, is busy every day with back pain and swollen legs, spends her own firewood, consumes her own charcoal, and sometimes loses her own noodles, sparing no effort to fight for the productivity of the village.

Xiaohua was doing business that day, a woman came to the door, with two children, was timid to look inside, she realized that this may not be the customer, so she asked Cuihua to invite their mother and son back to the house.

The woman was a foreigner, and because she couldn't stand the abuse of the man, she ran out with her two children.

"Why do you want to come to my house, do you see that there are so many people here?"

"No, as soon as I entered the village, I heard people say, Zhang Xiangu Bodhisattva has a heart, and helps the poor households in the village, I think, our mother and son are also difficult households, you should also help."

Xiaohua was praised by the woman in front of her, and she was even more smiling, and hurriedly asked Cuihua to make a pot of white noodles.

"Fairy aunt, this ice and snow, you are a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and when the Spring Festival begins, our mother and son will find their own way to survive."

Wang Xiancao's mother and son had eaten, and asked Xiaohua to take them in.

"Stay in peace, with my Aunt Zhang to eat, you won't be hungry for your mother and son."

Everyone in the house was infected by Xiaohua's pride, some used to think that Xiaohua was heavy-hearted, said a few words, spent a few mouthfuls of spit, and asked for two liters of noodles, but now look at it, I feel that she has to feed so many people, the village in this house, I don't know if I am busy every day, and there is no balance, thinking of this, I feel that my two liters of noodles are not a loss.

At night, only Xiaohua and his wife were left, and the two said everything they couldn't say during the day.

Bao Guo worried:

"If people in difficulty come to you in the future, will you help them?"

"Help, they all spoke, how can I not help."

"But one person's power is limited after all, when you can't help, what should you do?"

"Tell me the truth."

Xiaohua lay on Baoguo's chest and muttered:

"Wang Xiancao's mother and son, it's not completely rice, she has experience in giving birth and raising, and she can take care of me on the side, what should be paid attention to, what should be prepared in advance, we don't understand these either, and her two children can also play with our children in the future......"

"Of course I don't mind, I just feel sorry for my daughter-in-law, you should be tired again."

The two husbands and wives were talking like this, when they heard someone shouting outside:

"Xiaohua, Baoguo, have you slept? There is a letter from your family. ”