Chapter 133: Crossing Grievances (Asking for Collections, Asking for Recommendations)

"The guest officer is here, please inside. ”

In the evening, Abin, who once again ushered in the peak of dining, warmly welcomed the new diners.

"What do you want to eat?"

"What do you have here?" asked the new guest. And from this question, it is not difficult to hear that this is a new guest who has come to Chen's Restaurant for the first time to eat.

"That's a lot, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground, growing in the ground, as long as it is a common animal vegetable on the market, we have it here, and there are many methods, whether it is northern cuisine, southern cuisine, or the court cuisine of the Great Qin Kingdom, or other novel styles, we can do it here, and the guest officer can order it according to your favorite taste." Abin said familiarly.

"Oh, it's blowing so badly, don't just be a showman. The new guest raised an eyebrow, suspicious.

"That can't, guest. Not to mention anything else, if you look at the number of customers dining in my restaurant, you can know that this restaurant has real materials, otherwise how could it be possible to retain so many customers to come to our restaurant to cheer?" Abin didn't panic, just pointed to the diners around him and replied to the question of the new customer.

"Yes. Then let's talk about it, what signature dishes do you have here, as long as you can satisfy Young Master Ben, money is not a problem. ”

"Then you have a coincidence, our restaurant just launched a new special soup today, do you want to try it?" Abin took the opportunity to recommend.

"What kind of soup?" the newcomer wondered.

"Grievance soup. Abin replied.

"What's the strange name? But forget it, let's have a copy and try your craft. The newcomer frowned, not very interested in the name of the soup, but finally ordered it, and regarded it as a taste.

"Yes, guest officer. What do you want to order besides the soup?" asked Abin again as he took notes on the recipe.

"Do you have any recommendations?"

"The new beef and mutton in our store today are good, do you want to have some of them?"

"Then come on. The newcomer nodded, sure.

"Then two vegetarian dishes, one cold dish, and bring me a pot of your best wine here, go down." ”

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute, I'll go and serve you food. ”

After speaking, Abin did not stop, walked quickly to the back kitchen, and soon walked back with a white porcelain wine pot and two small porcelain glasses, and put the wine bottle and wine glass in front of the guest.

"Guest, you're so lucky, this is the last pot of Lei Zhuyun brew in our store today, if you don't have it later, you can only wait for tomorrow to find a chance to taste." Abin poured a drink for the two of them and said flatteringly.

"Oh, what else do you have to say about this wine?" said the new guest, holding his glass, surprised.

"Speaking of whether there is no, it is limited, only three jars are sold every day, and if it is replaced by this kind of wine jug, it will be seventy or eighty pots, and it will not be sold more after it is sold out, so if you want to drink this wine, you must not only have financial resources, but also have enough luck and motivation, otherwise you can only wait for tomorrow like that guest. Abin said, looking sympathetically at another regular customer who had just sat down not far away.

If he remembers correctly, this product hasn't drunk Lei Zhuyun brew for three days in a row, which is really pitiful.

The newcomer followed Abin's gaze, then withdrew his gaze and glanced at his companion, both of whom saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Is this really good wine?

couldn't help but arouse their curiosity, stopped talking nonsense with Abin, and raised their glasses and took a sip.

Thick and leisurely, pure but not strong, like the clear spring water in the green mountains, people in the spirit of the heart at the same time, very nostalgic.

"It's a good wine!" complimented the newcomer.

It's just that by this time, Abin had already walked to the next table to prepare an order for the guest, and he couldn't hear their admiration anymore.

Of course, even if you hear Abin, you won't care much.

After all, I've heard it too many times, and even if I have an idea, I won't get any emotion, and I'm already numb.

......

"Resentment, resentment, resentment, resentment, it is really a bowl of good soup!" At this time, at another table of guests in the restaurant, a man who looked rich and was not bad at first glance put down the soup bowl and whispered with sighs.

"Little Er!"

"Guest, you call me?" Abin said.

"Accounting. The man said calmly.

"Spicy chicken, stir-fried green cabbage, tendons, Lei Zhuyun stuffed, resentment soup...... A total of 368 dollars. Abin glanced at the empty plate on the table, then checked the ticket in his hand, and quickly calculated the total price.

"Liu Ming, give money. The man commanded from the man sitting across from him.

"Yes, sir. ”

Then the man got up and left the Chen family restaurant with a relieved face.

"Guest, you give too much. Abin shouted at Liu Ming, who was about to leave.

"If you have a lot to give, keep it. Liu Ming said lightly, and then ignored Abin and left the restaurant quickly.

"Sure enough, it's a rich man, and he will get a hundred ...... reward," Abin muttered as he pinched the ticket in his hand.

But the psychology is also very beautiful, after all, it is a reward, and under normal circumstances, there is no need to hand it in, which is equivalent to his own free extra money, and he has no reason to be dissatisfied.

It's just that Abin didn't expect it at all, this is just the beginning, and then, although not every table of guests who order excessive resentment will give a hundred as the guests at this table, but sporadic will also give more than ten or twenty yuan, so after Abin came down, he had a balance of hundreds of yuan in his hand, which made Abin's heart beat and his forehead sweated.

"What's going on, you're crazy?"

It's just that how can he understand that the power of a bowl of soup for grievances can not be replaced by a mere reward? At least it has invisibly changed the fate and situation of many people, and the merit is great.

"Resentment soup...... I didn't expect anyone to be able to make this kind of dish. In the restaurant, a man dressed in Taoist costume muttered softly.

"Little Er!"

"What do you command, Daoist?" replied, Abin walked over.

"I'd like to see your owner, can you tell me about it? The Taoist chief didn't talk nonsense, and directly pointed out his purpose.

"I don't know if you are ......," Abin asked cautiously.

After so many days of adaptation, Abin can basically understand that anyone who dares to see his boss by name, every identity is simple, and he is not careful.

"Pure emptiness, wonderful goodness. The Taoist chief shook his hand and introduced himself.

"It turned out to be Miaoshan Dao Chief, please wait, I'll help you call our host. Abin hurriedly replied.

Although he didn't know who this wonderful figure was, the Rites were never to blame.

With that, Abin left and went into the backyard.

"Boss, there is a Miaoshan Taoist who claims to be here to Qingxuguan and wants to see you, ...... you see," Abin asked Chen Hu, who was taking a big sip of water in the kitchen.

"What is the origin of this?" Chen Hu was stunned and puzzled.

"Forget it, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will come to cover it, so let's go and see him. ”

Then Chen Hu put the scoop aside, took off his apron, and returned to the front hall with Abin.

"That's the table. Abin pointed to Miaoshan's location and whispered.