If there is any reason for the biggest inconvenience of working in the Rainbow Carp Restaurant, the guys in the store should all say two words without controversy - eating.

It's not that the shopkeeper is hard-hearted, giving the guests delicacies from the mountains and seas, and giving the guys pickles. It's just that this guy's meal time is really going to wait until the moon is dark and the wind is high.

The restaurant is so big, but it can be counted as small, there are only seven guys. Although I can barely get busy, I don't have time to sit down and eat, at most I can't be hungry, so I go to the back kitchen to pick up two bites and nibble on a white steamed bun or something. And if you want to sit down and eat together, you have to wait until the restaurant closes, and it's the end of the day.

Xiao Er carried a long hollow bamboo pole, walked to the door of the store, stretched it into the fiery red lantern, aimed it at the wick, and blew it gently.

The lights go out and close.

He walked back inside, closed half of the door, and set the bamboo pole against the wall to the long table, where everyone had gathered. There were four benches on each side of the long table, one side was already filled with two runners and two back kitchens, and Xiao Er sat next to Bai Xiucai, sitting with him and the shopkeeper, Xiao Budian, on one side.

In front of each person, there was a pair of bamboo chopsticks, a spoon, and a porcelain bowl, and in each porcelain bowl, there was a big white steamed bun. In the center of the long table are several dishes with vegetable soup, which are full of fragrant aromas. I have to say that the big and small kitchens of this rainbow carp restaurant do have some skills, and these common dishes of braised pork, fried celery, and fish head tofu soup are all full of color, flavor, and flavor. Especially the braised stewed meat with white wine condiments, the fine meat is strong and flavorful, the fat meat is oily but not greasy, and the essential oil and meat are imported together, with an endless aftertaste, one bite after another, you can get drunk when you eat meat. It's no wonder that the old man Su, who is good at poetry, will write a poem "Ode to Pork" after eating this braised stewed pork.

The hungry ladies swallowed their saliva as they looked at the delicacies that were close at hand—and the little ones flowed straight out of the halazi. In fact, Xiao Budian can go back to the room to eat at mealtime, but she always stubbornly pouts and shakes her head, covering her rumbling belly, saying that she wants to eat with everyone, so she has waited until now.

The guys sniffed the aroma of the food deeply, and although they were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, they didn't mention their chopsticks, they just raised their heads in unison and fell on the shopkeeper.

No matter how hungry you are, there are still rules. If you don't move your chopsticks, how can we move our mouths?

After feeling everyone's hot eyes, the shopkeeper smiled dumbly, "Do you want to eat me? ”

Everyone grinned, the gentlemen who were still respectful one second, and the next second they were all hungry and hungry. Bai Xiucai was better, he just took a bite of the steamed buns in his bowl, but the little two competed with the kitchen in the running hall for a full plate of braised pork. As soon as I swallowed a piece in my throat, I immediately picked up a piece and put it in my mouth; as soon as I put a piece in my mouth, I immediately used chopsticks to put another piece on it, and I didn't care if it looked good or not, and there was nothing that looked good or bad in my stomach.

"Slow down, slow down, what are you grabbing, there's still a small bowl in the kitchen. ”

Even though the shopkeeper spoke, at this time, all the guys like wild horses couldn't stop the bamboo chopsticks in their hands. Xiao Er, who almost choked because of gobbling up, was beating his chest and drinking cold water at the moment - and when he was drinking cold water, Runtang and the back kitchen each took away a piece of braised pork.

The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly, picked up some celery with chopsticks, put it in the bowl of Xiao Budian, and smiled at Xiao Budian who had already eaten a mouthful full of oil, "Little carp, eat more vegetables." ”

Xiao Carp glanced at the celery with disgust, but still ate it with a frown.

The smiling shopkeeper nodded, picked up another piece of braised pork with only a few pieces left, and put it in Bai Xiucai's bowl.

Bai Xiucai was slightly stunned and looked sideways.

She turned her face away and said lightly, "If you don't eat it again, it's gone." ”

He nodded understandingly, and picked up the piece of braised pork with his chopsticks.

Just about to put it in his mouth, he suddenly heard a coquettish sound.

"Hmph, aunt, you are eccentric! Why did I give it celery, and Brother Bai gave it braised pork!"

Bai Xiucai suddenly laughed dumbly, and the shopkeeper nodded Xiao Carp's forehead and said softly, "You eat too much meat, little girl, don't eat so much meat, you will get fat." ”

"If you get fat, you will get fat!" Xiao Budian pouted with a greasy mouth, "I must be cute when I get fat!" Brother Bai, do you say yes!"

"Hahaha, of course, the little carp is the cutest. ”

Bai Xiucai smiled faintly and put the piece of braised pork in her bowl.

Xiao Budian's eyes immediately lit up, and he swallowed it into his mouth in one gulp.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper turned around and glanced at Bai Xiucai, and said angrily: "You just spoil her." ”

Bai Xiucai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, without denying it.

After a cup of tea, the dishes that were originally filled with big fish and meat have now become smooth empty plates. The guys patted their bellies that had popped out and burped contentedly. Bai Xiucai also put down the dishes and chopsticks. He didn't eat much, and he didn't even take a piece of braised pork, but after drinking some mellow fish head soup, it was not a 'loss and full'.

After eating, the two back kitchens went to clean up the kitchen, the runners cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and the shopkeeper went upstairs to coax Xiao Bu to sleep, only Xiao Er and Bai Xiucai were sitting at the door, and they didn't look like they had anything to do.

It was dark, and there seemed to be a light rain in the air.

Bai Xiucai looked at the looming moon hanging in the air, and suddenly stood up: "Xiao Er, I'll go to Manyan Courtyard." ”

"Hey, go again, you're really unseemly, Bai Xiucai. Xiao Er quipped, "Or are you so full of food and drink?"

Bai Xiucai smiled faintly, "Just take it." Keep a door for me and I'll be back. ”

"Huh, you want to come back, so soon?" Xiao Er hesitated and said tentatively, "Xiucai, you won't ...... there"

"I'm thinking about it again. ”

Bai Xiucai smiled and punched him lightly in the chest, took out a white oil-paper umbrella without patterns from the wooden tube on the side, and stepped out of the door.

As soon as he took a step, he seemed to think of something, turned around and said, "Xiao Er, if the shopkeeper asks, you will say that I have a little something, let alone going to Manyan Courtyard." ”

"Huh?

"I'm afraid she'll take my wages. ”

Xiao Er laughed, nodded, and made a 'wrap me' gesture.

Bai Xiucai also made a gesture of gratitude, held up the umbrella, and slowly disappeared at the end of the street.