Since the end of our exhibition, the business of the whole store has improved a lot. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are naturally many good things in business, so from half past six, everyone has been busy with a pot of porridge, selling breakfast and lunch, and they are very busy.

This morning, although our breakfast type is relatively monotonous, but because the fame of Shui Lotus was introduced by Chen Bamiao, there are still a lot of customers and popularity are constantly gathering, from the beginning of the sparse Lala, to the present, we can fill our table one after another.

Of course, if the business is good, the more things will happen, and since everything in this stall is handled by Shuihe, then I will also take advantage of the trend and let Shuihe be the "chef" at this early meal.

There are a lot of things in the Water Lotus Club, but we are in the consideration of efficiency, so we still only let her make the better oil cake and sanding buns.

During this time, several of us, including Zhao Haipeng, were responsible for giving her a hand and doing what we could.

In this way, after more than ten days, the craftsmanship of this water lotus has grown a lot, but the temper has also grown a lot, and I am angry not to say, the girl also regards my brother as her follower, and she snorts and drinks at every turn, which makes me really unhappy to watch.

So in view of this girl's increasingly arrogant anger, sooner or later I will find a way to rectify this little girl, otherwise I can't unite the team.

Of course, although there are many ideas, I am unable to implement them today, and there is no other reason for this, just because we slept too little yesterday, and everyone urgently needs to rest, and we don't have that kind of energy.

In this way, everyone has been barely energetic in the fatigue of the day, doing their respective work, almost until about ten o'clock in the afternoon, before they stopped the work at hand one after another, and rested against the door panel.

In the rare lazy time in the morning, Zhao Haipeng and I sat opposite each other, listening to Ah Si and Shui He's soft snoring, and my heart became more and more unpleasant.

So, I said to Lao Zhao: "Brother Zhao, no one can hold on like this, and when the store is expanded, I want to recruit a cook, get a few guys, and I want to take Xiaomeizi over and be a helper for us." ”

My words seemed to be on Lao Zhao's mind, so immediately, he nodded and replied to me: "That's right! Yesterday, I carefully calculated that after the expansion of the store, our reception capacity will increase by two-thirds, and if we don't recruit people, then the workload of each one will increase by 70 percent, and if we don't add more people, we will all be exhausted to death......

After saying this, Zhao Haipeng changed his words again, and then asked me: "...... However, compared to that problem, I feel that we have expanded the renovation of the store...... Especially for Mrs. Gao's exorcism, it's a little trickier. ”

After listening to Lao Zhao's words, I was stunned for a moment, and then nodded very affirmatively.

In fact, after taking over the sale of Mrs. Gao's haunted house, I was still quite nervous in my heart. There is no other reason, just because in my heart, there is actually no definite plan or method.

Therefore, I can only ask the most "proficient" Lao Zhao to ask: "I remember you told me that the reason why our basement is a corpse collection place is because someone made a magic circle out of six corpses, so if we dig out all the six corpses, won't this corpse collection place be self-defeating?"

Listening to my words, Lao Zhao nodded and affirmed to me: "Actually...... This is also my idea, but the process of digging people is a lot of work, and it is inevitable that some accidents will happen, and I am afraid that when the time comes, we will not be well prepared, and we will repeat the fate of the exorcist trio. ”

After Zhao Haipeng finished talking about these worries, he straightened up again and said to me: "Third child, you and I will go to the basement, I will let you see something!"

Listening to Zhao Haipeng's words, I feel that Lao Zhao has a general idea about the exorcism of the hotel.

After nodding my head, I stood up straight and walked with Zhao Haipeng to the basement kitchen of the hotel, regardless of my physical exhaustion.

In fact, to be honest, for the whole restaurant in Luweiju, the part I am most satisfied with is this kitchen.

However, the premise of satisfaction is to ignore the six "permanent residents" within the kitchen walls.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I could see that the tenants of Mrs. Gao's house were thinking about their own property, and they also participated in the renovation with blood.

The floor is made of high-grade solid wood, and the high-grade flame-retardant paint is on it, and after the wires of the previous Republic of China were removed, people still walked the dark line, buried the 6.0 copper cable, and added the sheath and Siemens' arc extinguishing air.

These things may sound abstract to the layman, but in the eyes of me, a former professional construction worker, they are real, and it is clear that they are too safe to deal with.

With these measures, it can almost guarantee that my hotel will not burn due to individual sparks or even fires, and it can also ensure that I almost do not need to consider overload and wire heating when installing high-power electrical appliances and exhaust machines.

In short, this basement is the rare and safe "heart" of our restaurant, and its benefits are wonderful from both the architecture and the chef's point of view.

Of course, it would be even more wonderful if there were no more of those six dead people.

With a beautiful vision, I followed Zhao Haipeng to my sword spirit bamboo poem, and after stopping, I stretched out my hand and gently stroked its smooth blade.

After a while, I sighed: "The knife is not ours, and it is inevitable that something will be taken away and misappropriated, and that bastard of Wu Demon Lao has been worried about our kitchen knife, so ...... Long nights and dreams!"

Listening to my words, Zhao Haipeng also nodded and said, "That's right, so it would be great if we could use the reason for the expansion of the store to get the dead people out there." ”

As he spoke, Lao Zhao stretched out his hand, pointed to a wall behind the bamboo poem, and said to me: "Third child, what do you think this is?"

With Zhao Haipeng's reminder, I frowned and looked in the direction he pointed.

In the initial rough observation, I didn't see any difference between this wall and other walls, but after looking at it for a long time, I suddenly realized that the place that Lao Zhao pointed out with his hand was actually a wooden wedge that had been deliberately smoothed out.

This wooden wedge is quite a place. It was almost facing the shrine of my kitchen knife. And the surface of the wooden wedge was also brushed with white paint, apparently masking it.

I looked at that thing, and almost immediately, blurted out: "The third senior brother of the Exorcist Heavenly Troupe was the wooden nail that topped the ghost at the beginning!" Mrs. Gao said that it was from here...... Spewed out deadly black water!"

Listening to my words, Lao Zhao nodded very seriously.