The sky was getting darker, and the sky in Xinjiang Province was very different from that in the interior, and it was already half past seven before the sun set. People's dinner time has officially begun.

In the restaurant, the voices of people gradually became noisy. Xiaoxi had already brought the evening's dishes to the front hall, and the diners who had paid for the buffet consciously took their plates and waited in line to serve the dishes.

The proprietress looked at the gradual procession with a smile, half-leaning on the edge of the cash register and chatting with regular customers.

"Xiaoxi's craftsmanship is so good, my Xiaobao has eaten her dishes since she cooked, but she has never forgotten it. I wait at the door every day, just to come here for a bite." The guest, a young mother, watched her half-grown child line up with a plate and sighed, "You've found a treasure."

The proprietress glanced at her, "What? The dishes made by Lao Li before were not good? No, I haven't seen you come less, have you?"

The young mother smacked her face and replied a little embarrassedly, "Ouch, that's not what I meant......" Seeing the teasing smile on her face, she knew that she had been tricked, so she took a sip and punched her, "Sister, you don't want to expand the hotel a little?"

The young mother grew up eating food from the restaurant, her parents brought her when she was a child, and now she brings her children. For decades, the hotel has remained the same, and the money has not risen much. In this materialistic era, they are regular customers who are worried about whether the restaurant can continue to operate.

The proprietress looked at her seriously, shook her head lightly, and stretched nonchalantly: "This is good, no matter how big it is, it can't maintain its business."

"I mean, you can raise the price a little bit!" The young mother blurted out.

The proprietress asked rhetorically, "You don't want to save up to buy a house?"

The young mother's tone was choked. The villagers have been in the village for a long time, and everyone is very familiar with it. She has been married to her husband for many years, and her husband works in a nearby provincial town to earn money, and she lives in her parents' house with her children. Although her parents were very kind to her, the young couple was always a little embarrassed. In the past two years, they have worked hard to save money, just to be able to make a down payment in the provincial capital, to make their husbands proud in their parents' house, and to make it more convenient for the baby to study in the future.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the proprietress patted the back of her hand and said, "You, you're all a mess, and you're still worried about me!" I have a rule here, even if it is opened for a few hundred years in the future, the price of this dish will always be like this."

"Mom—come on! It's my turn!" The young mother wanted to say something, but Xiaobao, who was not far away, waved at her softly and pointed to the plate in her hand.

She forced a smile, "Just come."

For dinner, there was a large plate of chicken with rich soup, refreshing and delicious tiger dishes, and hot and fragrant round mushrooms and spicy pork...... A row of them was put to the brim.

"Sister Xiaoxi, I want to eat a large plate of chicken and spicy meat...... Well, I want to eat the steak too......" Xiaobao stood in front of the vegetable pot, biting his fingers and feeling embarrassed.

"Xiaobao, you can only choose what you want to eat the most!" The young mother said euphemistically. The restaurant is already very good to them as diners, and the ten-yuan dish includes a large meat and a small meat, the vegetables are unlimited, and there is free soup and pasta.

Xiaoxi glanced at Xiaobao, who was in a dilemma, took the plate in his hand, brushed a large spoonful of chicken, scooped another spoonful of spicy meat, and then picked up a fat and thin steak from the bucket. When it was time to make a vegetarian dish, he asked expressionlessly, "I gave an extra steak, and I can only choose two vegetarian dishes, what do you want to eat?"

Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and the whole person instantly became happy, pointing to the front and saying, "Choke lotus white and tiger vegetables! Thank you, Sister Creek!"

The young mother hurriedly stopped: "Xiaoxi, you can't—"

Xiaoxi didn't speak yet, but the diners behind laughed, "It's rare that your little treasure has something you want to eat, wasn't it a picky eater a while ago?" You can't eat too much of this head!"

The young mother bit her lip and looked at her elated son, and instantly there was no sound.

Taking the dish from Xiaoxi's hand, she looked at her deeply and said softly, "Thank you." Xiaoxi nodded, accepting her thanks. But he soon ignored it

She, in a cold voice, continued, "Next."

Most of the diners who come to the restaurant are tacitly aware and never ask for anything too much. Even if there is a precedent for Xiaobao in front of him, everyone else is very knowledgeable and only chooses what they want to eat.

"Mom, it's delicious when you eat this!" Xiaobao chewed the steak in his mouth, shook his little feet intoxicatedly, and pushed the bowl to his mother from time to time, wanting her to taste it too.

The young mother touched his head, and there was tenderness in her eyes: "You can eat, my mother doesn't like to eat steak." Mom just eats spicy noodles."

Is it? Xiaobao glanced at her mother seriously, and saw that she really didn't even look at the steak and looked lacking in interest, so she continued to eat with peace of mind. But he is a sensible baby, since his mother doesn't like to eat steak, he must like to eat chicken, Sister Xiaoxi gave him a lot of chicken, and he will only eat one piece later, and the rest will be left to his mother.

Thinking of this, Xiaobao was in a better mood. Sister Xiaoxi's cooking is much better than Uncle Li's, although the dishes are all home-cooked dishes in their Xinjiang Province, but they are better than others. Xiaobao took another bite of the steak, felt the tender meat burst out of his mouth, and secretly covered his mouth and laughed.

And his mother was also shocked by the plate of spicy noodles in front of her.

Even after all this time, the noodles still look like they were just fished out of the water, and they are chewy and chewy. The mutton is smooth and tender, powerful and fat but not greasy, with wisps of spice spicy, and contains the unique spicy flavor of spicy skin. Then it slowly descends into a soft sweetness......

This kind of taste is like her life, even if there is a lot of pain and unwillingness now, it will eventually become sweet.

The young mother looked at Xiaobao, who had eaten a mouthful of oil and water, dialed the noodles on the plate, rolled up a chopstick and put it in her mouth, and chewed it hard.

The proprietress didn't seem to notice the episode just now, she didn't even glance at her, and continued to chat with the next diner after eating. Xiaoxi, who was still cooking, took advantage of the alternating efforts of the guests, and took a small look at the mother and son who were happily eating, and a slight smile appeared on the face of the mask.

The day was spent peacefully as usual. The diners were full of food and left satisfied. The proprietress crackled on the computer and sighed faintly.

"You don't have to pay me this month's salary." The brook silently leaned over to her and spat out a word in her ear.

The proprietress was startled by her, patted her little chest and glanced at her: "Are you going to scare people to death?" He said disdainfully, "It's just two steaks, who do you look down on?!" You're all packed?"

Xiaoxi touched her nose boredly, and ran back to the back kitchen with a puff of smoke.

Leaving the proprietress silently watching her back, after a long time, she smiled softly, "What a silly girl."