"Boss, a stir-fried pork slice with more chili peppers."

"One boiled fish, two bowls of rice."

"Xiangling, isn't my crystal shrimp okay yet? Master Mao, don't just wash the dishes on the side, there are so many guests, why don't you go to the spoon with Xiangling? Are you in the prime of your life thinking about retirement? ”

In Wanmin Hall, an old customer who was more anxious urged Xiangling, who was cooking in the kitchen, to throat him, and also half-jokingly communicated with Master Mao who was washing dishes on the side, because in the impression of this old customer, Master Mao usually cooks with Xiangling when there are many people, and only when there are few people will he find a place to rest or brush and wash chopsticks or something.

And now there are a bunch of guests waiting to serve the food in Wanmin Hall, and there are many new guests smelling the fragrance of food coming in from outside Wan Min Hall, so many people have come to Wan Min Tang, but Master Mao is just washing the dishes now, which makes this old customer can't help but be a little curious.

"Hey, old Wang, don't rush my daughter, can you not be slow with so many guests, wait for me to wait, or go to another house to eat."

While washing the dishes, Master Mao glared at the old Wang Tou beside him who urged Xiangling to serve the food, grandma has legs, and his daughter has not eaten a bite of food until now, what are you urging.

"Hey, don't you just talk about it casually, why is this so angry, Master Mao, don't you really want to retire?"

Master Mao, who has been trained by the perennial spoon and has been practicing a tendon meat, glared at him unkindly, and the person who was called the old king's head by Master Mao also smiled wryly and began to change the topic, after all, if his little arms and legs fight with Master Mao, he thinks it is a question whether he can hold on to the Millelith Army to mediate.

"Retirement? How is it possible, isn't it almost the beginning of the Moon Festival, some foreigners come to play in Liyue, and these days are relatively busy. ”

"As a result, after a few days of busyness, I suddenly felt back pain last night, and I went to Dr. Baizhu to take a look, and Dr. Baizhu said that I was too tired recently, so I should not be in charge of the spoon in the past few days, otherwise my waist will not be better."

Rubbing the waist of the plaster prescribed by Baizhu, Master Mao, who had only washed the dishes and chopsticks for a while, felt a slight pain, which made Master Mao couldn't help but smile bitterly, yes, it seems that he can't do the work that can only be done by bending over to wash dishes and chopsticks.

"Master Mao, you're tired, I thought you wanted to retire, but listening to what you said, combined with the fact that I couldn't even find a place to eat when I got to dinner, it seems reasonable for you to be tired like this."

As a teacher at the newly established Liyue Academy, the old Wang, who had been a private school teacher for most of his life, glanced at the Wanmin Hall and couldn't help but be surprised by his intelligence.

Today, his mother-in-law took his daughter out early in the morning to sell the ornaments they had knitted, and did not make lunch for him, in order to prevent the same place as the other day from being overcrowded, he couldn't squeeze in, and the old Wang Tou deliberately let the students study by themselves twenty minutes before the end of school, and he slipped out first.

And this decision made the old Wang Tou feel extremely correct, only ten minutes had passed, and there was not even an empty stool in the Wanmin Hall, not only that, but there were even several foreigners standing outside the Wanmin Hall standing in line against the sun and waiting for dinner.

Seeing this scene, the old Wang couldn't help but feel lucky, if he hadn't been smart enough to skip work for twenty minutes, he would now be the same as a few days ago, and he wouldn't even be able to enter a place to eat.

"This group of foreigners is too crazy, the Emperor of the Rock is above, but you must bless me to find a place to eat with my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law at night."

Thinking of his mother-in-law telling him before going out this morning that he would not cook at night and go out to eat together, the old king began to pray silently to Emperor Yanwang in his heart, after all, according to the current situation, if Emperor Yanwang did not show his spirit, he would definitely not be able to find a place to eat when he got off work.

Alas, it seems that I have to go to the head of the academy in the afternoon, Mr. Zhiyi, to react, even if we can't let them leave work early, let the student cafeteria in the academy also be open to teachers, it's a big deal that they don't enjoy the all-you-can-eat policy of students.

At the thought of facing Zhiyi, Lao Wangtou touched the little hair left on the top of his head with some distress, although Mr. Zhiyi is a gentle person, but Lao Wangtou has lived for so long, he always feels that this Zhiyi Dean is not as easy to talk as he seems.

According to rumors, some of the suppliers who once wanted to sell shoddy in Liyue Academy's cafeteria have now been bankrupt, and this incident is said to have been led by the head of Zhiyi Academy.

Just thinking about how to react to this problem with the head of the academy, Guoba put a plate of crystal shrimp in front of Lao Wangtou, and when Lao Wangtou saw that the food was up, he simply stopped thinking about other things, anyway, he was a teacher, and these things had nothing to do with him.

Smelling the fragrance of the crystal shrimp, the old king's index finger moved directly to his mouth, and in an instant, the taste of the crystal shrimp exploded directly in the old king's mouth, which made the old king's eyes squint very much with enjoyment.

"Poor Xiangling, this girl, one person has to cook so many people's meals, I said before that I would lock up Wanmin Hall for a few days, but that girl said that she would not say anything."

Just when the old king was enjoying the crystal shrimp, he glanced at Xiangling and Guoba, who were busy in the kitchen, Master Mao felt a little sorry for Xiangling, he knew that there were so many people coming back from Wanmintang today, he should learn the practice of Liuli Pavilion to limit the number of people per day, but now that these guests are coming, he can't drive these guests away.

Alas~ It would be nice if the traveler was here, he could have entrusted the traveler to help Xiangling take charge of the spoon together, because he had heard Xiangling mention Ying's cooking skills, Master Mao still wanted to release a commission to Ying at this time, even if it was to spend more Mora, Master Mao, the old father, was reluctant to let his daughter Xiangling be so tired.

Unfortunately, Master Mao hadn't seen the traveler since he left Liyue, but lately some Inazuma people have come to Liyue to visit the Moon Festival and often talk about the traveler, and the traveler seems to have done something great in Inazuma.

"Alas, I have to limit the number of customers tomorrow no matter what I say, Xiangling, this girl has to participate in the cooking competition in three days, but she can't be tired."

While Master Mao was muttering to himself, a noise suddenly came from outside the Wanmin Hall, which not only interrupted Master Mao's train of thought, but also attracted the attention of the customers waiting to serve the food in the Wanmin Hall.

(End of chapter)