Aunt Chi's face was better.

It's no wonder that Aunt Chi must be compared, although Song Huanxi is a short-term worker, the salary she gets is the same as that of a long-term worker.

Others can only get ten yuan after working for ten hours a day, and when it comes down, one dollar per hour.

Song Huanxi only worked for two or three hours, which was also a dollar and an hour, and the salary was quite high.

If you work for a quarter of an hour for no reason, the proprietress naturally refuses.

Song Huanxi watched Aunt Chi carefully walk through the crowded dining table, and when she arrived at the cash register in the corner, she squeezed in with great effort - the benefits and disadvantages of her fortune in the past few years, the cash register, which was originally quite spacious, is now a little difficult to move.

Think about it carefully, Aunt Chi's fortune started when Song Huanxi came to work in this mom-and-pop shop!

Song Huanxi shuddered, refused to think deeply, hurriedly picked up a pen and paper, and began to remember the meal.

There were a few familiar faces in front of him, Song Huanxi did not move the pen and paper in his hand, and confirmed with a smile to the regular customers: "Brother Ah Sheng is still a bowl of wonton noodles, add more noodles?" ”

"Ah Shui Bo is a car boy noodle, add more sauce?"

……

Soon, after confirming with four or five regular customers, Song Huanxi turned his head and shouted towards the pick-up mouth: "Two large bowls of wonton noodles, one of which is with noodles and bottom, one with sauce and one for chariot noodles, and one for shrimp wonton noodles!" ”

Simple and straightforward.

Boss Chi immediately responded: "Okay! Wait a minute, it's good right away! ”

This kind of old store with half of the regular customers, the longer it is done, the easier it will be.

It's the boss who slammed the door.

Song Huanxi looked helplessly at the meal book in his hand, the paper on it was already a little fluffy, the original white paper, black paste, this is the result of pencil writing and erasing, and repeated use.

There was only one pencil left in her hand, and she would be able to grasp it.

Song Huanxi tried not to use the pen and paper in his hand, and relied on a good memory to write down the meals ordered by the diners.

In fact, it is not difficult to order, but the difficult thing is to remember to ensure that every noodle can be delivered to the right diner's table.

Aunt Chi always makes mistakes at this step.

And Song Huanxi, only in the first few days of this job, was in a hurry, and after that, until now, in the past few years, he has never missed a meal.

This is the reason why Boss Chi would rather give a high salary than keep her.

"Two large bowls of wonton noodles! Che boy noodles! Shrimp wonton noodles! ”

The guests in the back haven't ordered yet, and the noodles of the guests in front have come out of the pot, Song Huanxi hurriedly rushed to the pick-up port, took out four bowls of noodles in one go, held them high above his shoulders, and his slender figure walked lightly among the diners, putting down a bowl of noodles from time to time.

"Brother Asheng, add wonton noodles."

"Ah Shuibo, Chezi noodles with sauce!"

……

After this wave of noodles, Song Huanxi continued to order without touching the ground, and the tea room that was half full just now is now full.

Most of the guests shared a table, and only one—

Song Huanxi paused and looked at the guest in the corner, he was very young, only twenty-three or four, wearing a foreign three-piece suit, a purple bow tie, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He looks like a bank clerk in an office in Central, and he has a very different temperament from the workers who work as coolies in a tea room.

It made him look a little out of place, maybe that's why no one shared a table with him!

Song Huanxi even softened her voice a lot: "Mr. Lu, is it still a cup of coffee?" ”

Lu Sheng nodded and smiled gently, "As usual." ”

Song Huanxi immediately walked quickly to the pick-up gate and said softly, "Uncle Chi, a cup of coffee." ”

Boss Chi poked his head out, glanced at the corner, and frowned: "It's him again?" ”

"Alright, it'll be fine in a moment."

Aunt Chi next to her couldn't help but mutter: "Why don't anyone drink enough water to brush the pot!" ”

Brush the pot with water......

Chi Bo's heart ached and glared at her: "You don't say a word!" ”

He looked at Song Huanxi again: "You just wait here, and send it to him directly later!" ”

After that, Song Huanxi watched Chi Bo retract into the kitchen, took a brown glass jar from the shelf, scooped two spoonfuls of brown powder inside, poured it into a ceramic cup, poured some hot water into it, stirred it, and put it directly on the tray.

"Alright, send it!"

Song Huanxi carefully picked up the tray and walked a lot more cautiously, the price of this small cup of coffee is equivalent to two large bowls of shrimp wonton noodles!

When Mr. Lu first came to order, there was no store yet; He came a second time, and still didn't.

The third time, Boss Chi went directly to the Sincere Department Store in Sheung Wan, and when he came back, he brought up such a gray jar, muttering in his mouth, saying that if this can does not sell dozens of cups, he will lose money!

As a result, when Song Huanxi ordered a meal, the voice was heard by the other guests, and they all coaxed to drink the carfei, and after quoting the price, there were still three or four young guests who insisted.

When the coffee came up, after they took a sip, they immediately scolded the boss for being black-hearted and fooling people with pot water!

The boss of the pool returned the money like cutting meat, so that these guests stopped.

Since then, Mr. Lu ordered coffee, and Song Huanxi quietly walked to the pick-up gate and quietly informed the boss of the pool.

……

Putting down Mr. Lu's coffee, the room full of guests ordered, and the meal was also seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and many regular customers began to shout: "Ah Huan, read the newspaper!" ”

"Read, read, read, read that new work of fine wine and pot water!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused laughter!

Song Huanxi: "......"

She tried to justify it: "That's wine and coffee!" ”

It's a pity that her efforts were drowned in the coaxing of washing pot water.

Song Huanxi shook his head helplessly, most of the old customers in the store were workers from nearby factories, and many of them were illiterate, or could barely write their names.

I don't know when she began to read novels serialized in the newspaper for regular customers, which became the noodle restaurant's repertoire.

A copy of Ming Pao was stuffed into her hands by enthusiastic regulars.

A magical scene happened, the moment the girl held the newspaper, the voice in the restaurant weakened in just a few seconds, and no one spoke anymore, and even the sound of eating noodles was much lighter.

Song Huanxi habitually coughed twice, cleared his throat, flipped to the supplement of Ming Pao, and found Mr. Cha's new book serialized with wine and coffee, and read it with emotion:

"The little dragon girl was soft and numb on the ground, angry and funny, thinking that although her martial arts were profound, she would eventually lack the experience of facing the enemy——"

……

"After a long time, she felt something touch on her face, and she saw things at night as if they were day—"

Song Huanxi's voice paused, she had already seen it, the following sentences were hugging and hugging, according to the previous practice, this kind of description, she was all Spring and Autumn grammar, passing by.

She read it at a glance, and at the same time began to think in her mind what kind of rhetoric should be replaced in this paragraph to ensure the coherence of the context.

Wait a minute!

This one who broke the innocence of the little dragon girl, is it Yin Zhiping? It's not Yang Guo??!!

A thunderbolt exploded in Song Huanxi's brain, and her internal organs were shattered!

She was shocked and angry, with wine and water! How dare he!

How dare you write such a plot!