At lunchtime, Feiwen indeed ordered food from a nearby hotel. There were about four or five female insects, and their appetites were not small. The large table in the middle of the second floor was filled with exquisite food. A meal would cost at least several thousand star coins, which was quite luxurious in this poor town.
Sanya was curled up on the sofa at the back, with his eyes downcast, thinking about something, looking a little absent-minded. But the other insects were not surprised, as they had long been accustomed to his loneliness.
Until Feiwen knocked on the table beside him and reminded him: "Sangya, it's time to eat."
Sanya came back to his senses after hearing this. He stood up from the sofa a little late, but did not eat immediately. Instead, he walked to the railing and shouted to the male insect sitting downstairs:
"Youque, come up and eat."
His voice was clear and light, and very easy to recognize.
You Que always felt that it was not good to eat for free on his first day at work. After all, the contract did not mention that food and accommodation were provided. He looked up at the second floor and politely refused: "No, I can just eat outside."
Sanya frowned: "Come up if I tell you to."
Feiwen, who was sitting next to him, tutted when he saw this. He knew that Sanya would not be able to pretend for long. In the past two days, he was still "Your Excellency" and "You". Those who didn't know him would really think he was a good citizen. No matter how much a bug imprisoned in Blackstone Prison pretends to be a rabbit, he is still a jackal in the end.
It was unclear whether the male insect was lucky or unlucky to be targeted by him.
Seeing this, Sanya regarded it as his consent, and his expression changed subtly for a moment: "Then you can pick it up yourself... I'm full, I'll go downstairs to work first."
You Que remained silent.
You Que was lost in thought when suddenly a large piece of meat appeared in his bowl, followed by a pile of vegetables. Sang Ya's familiar voice sounded above his head: "Can you be full just by eating rice?"
You Que had no choice but to go upstairs.
Sanya paused and said, "You don't like it?"
Sanya dragged a chair and placed it next to the table: "Sit here."
Fei Wen was amused, thinking that this guy must be lying: "Sir, the investigators at the matchmaking agency will not let go of a male insect like you. Didn't they arrange a blind date for you?"
You Que: “Neither.”
You Que took this scene in and felt that Sang Ya was less like an employee and more like a boss than Fei Wen. But then he thought that they were relatives and it was normal for them to be disrespectful.
He probably thought You Que was ungrateful, so he really pulled out a chair, stood up and went downstairs. His ponytail swung behind him, making him look cool and neat.
Fei Wen also said: "Don't be polite, sit down and eat, we don't treat our employees harshly here."
Sang Ya thought You Que was shy and embarrassed to pick up food, so he stared at his bowl the whole time, and when he saw that the food was empty, he would pick up food from it. In the end, You Que felt strange and turned his head to look at him: "Why do you keep picking food for me?"
You Que always felt that Feiwen's eyes were comparable to those of an investigator from a marriage agency, so he said simply, "No."
You Que subconsciously looked over when he heard that, only to see Sang Ya staring at him with a frown. He came to his senses and said, "It's okay, the rice is delicious too."
Fei Wen thought, well, this is a waste of effort. I helped Sanya to find out the situation with good intentions, but the other party didn't appreciate it. He picked up a large chopstick of beast meat and simply took the bowl to eat it. He said meaningfully: "Okay, I won't talk and watch the Star Network program, right?"
You Que's stepmother was a difficult and hot-tempered person. In the past, she would complain for a long time if you took a few more pickles with your chopsticks at home. In order to keep her ears quiet, You Que would just take a few bites to fill his stomach every time he ate.
You Que had just arrived today and was not very familiar with them. He symbolically took a few bites of food and started eating. Fei Wen looked You Que up and down, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly asked, "Sir, have you married a female monarch?"
Feiwen talked too much, so Sanya kicked him from behind and said, "Eat your meal."
You Que thought this job was pretty good, at least better than being a driver in the village before, so he said "thank you" and sat down. Sang Ya opened a box of food and placed it in front of him, then handed him a set of tableware: "Take whatever you want to eat."
The other female insects didn't say anything. They stared at You Que with blushing faces. They held their lunch boxes and ate as gracefully as possible, no longer wolfing down their food as usual.
Fei Wen felt strange. How could You Que, who was so handsome, not even marry a female monarch? If he were in the imperial capital, he would have rolled on the bed several times. "Where is the female servant?"
Kevin and the others were quick to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and they all stopped eating and looked at You Que, but You Que put the bowl on the table and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "I'm full too, where can I change into my work clothes?"
Kevin subconsciously pointed to the first floor: "Oh, just go to the first floor, there is a staff locker room inside."
Bartenders all have work clothes, white on top and black on the bottom, simple in style. You Que went downstairs to change his clothes, adjusted the length of his sleeves with cuffs, then opened the door and walked into the bar.
At that time, Sang Ya was standing beside the water table washing cups. When he heard You Que coming in, he didn't even look at him and continued to work. It was unknown whether he was angry because of what had just happened.
You Que walked up behind him and asked, "How about I help you wash?"
Sanya's voice sounded a little cold: "No need."
You Que: "Really not necessary?"
Sanya: “No need.”
You Que saw Sangya's braid hanging down, so he reached out and tugged it quietly. But the female insect seemed to have eyes on her back. She grabbed his hand without even turning her head, and asked cautiously, "What are you doing?"
You Que did not struggle, and let the other person hold his hand. He usually had no expression on his indifferent face, but at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly smiled: "I thought you were going to ignore me... Don't be angry, I just asked casually, I didn't mean that I didn't like you picking food for me."
Sanya said, "It has nothing to do with me."
You Que leaned against the edge of the pool and made a rare joke: "How is it none of your business? I'm shy and embarrassed to help you with food. If you don't help me next time, I'll have to eat plain rice."
Sanya: "Then you just eat white rice."
Although he said this, he was no longer angry in his heart, and even loosened his grip on You Que. You Que seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly held Sang Ya's hand, frowning and asking, "Why do you have so many old wounds on your hands?"
Sang Ya used to be a military girl, and there were countless thick calluses and scars on her hands, which were slightly different from You Que's slender and clean hands.
Southern female insects have always had no resistance to beautiful things. Sang Ya had coveted You Que's hand for a long time, but she was not familiar with it before and usually only looked at it for a few times. Now that he was tightly holding her, she couldn't struggle or not struggle. Sang Ya didn't want to talk about the past, so she made up an excuse: "I accidentally bumped it when I was moving things before."
"Really?" You Que didn't know whether he believed it or not, and said seriously, "I'll help you move next time."
These words were full of undisguised bias and intimacy, causing Sanya to not know how to respond for a moment. He looked up at You Que and suddenly realized that the two of them were so close that he could even smell the pheromones on the male insect. His body felt a little hot for no reason, and he frowned and asked, "Why? Do you think those wounds are ugly?"
You Que: "Not ugly, quite pretty."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the wall clock. Seeing that it was getting late, he let go of the other person's hand and said, "It's two o'clock. Open the door and work."
The bar opened at 2pm. Not long after it opened, the first floor was filled with customers. When Sanya was cleaning up the countless glasses and bottles beside the water counter with a dark face, he felt like his brain was filled with water.
You Que can just go to work, why should I accompany him
"Sir, are you the new bartender? My name is Panchi. If you have any questions in the future, please feel free to ask me. I will be happy to serve you."
In addition to several waiters, there were also several female insect bartenders. One of them was a pretty female insect with a round face named Pan Qi. When he came to work, his eyes lit up instantly when he saw You Que. He blushed and whispered to You Que beside him. Anyone could see that he was in love.
You Que may not know much else, but he is the most proficient in eating, drinking and having fun. Seeing Pan Qi standing next to him, he quietly moved aside and said, "Thank you. I'll ask you if I don't understand anything."
Pan Qi refused to leave and continued to talk to him: "Have you lived in this town before? I don't think I have seen you before."
You Que: "I didn't live here before, it's normal that you haven't seen it."
In fact, You Que and Gui Gu had come here to drink at least ten times, if not twenty times. However, You Que always wore a mask and his clothes were not fancy, so Pan Qi had forgotten about him after seeing him and had no impression of him at all.
I just showed my face, is the treatment so drastic
Pan Qi wanted to ask something else, but Sanya, who had been washing cups with his back to them, suddenly turned around and asked calmly, "Did the boss hire you guys to chat?"
Even if other female insects were interested in You Que, they dared not do anything due to the workplace. Only Pan Qi blatantly stuck to You Que. Was she blinded by the beauty, or did she not take her boss seriously
Pan Qi's face turned pale when he heard this, and he was obviously afraid of Sanya. He looked at You Que timidly, and then whispered: "Sorry, I'll work now."
After he finished speaking, he went to mix the drinks obediently.
You Que was originally reading a bartending manual. Seeing this, he put the book aside. He ignored the aggrieved Pan Qi and walked up to Sang Ya and asked, "How about I help you wash the cups?"
Sanya's finger was cut by a razor blade yesterday. After being soaked in cold water for two hours, the antibacterial patch on it became loose. He tore off the shaky antibacterial patch in front of You Que. The wound on his index finger, which had not yet healed, had turned white from being soaked in cold water, which looked quite creepy.
Sang Ya said nothing, but just spread the wound in front of You Que, staring at the male insect with interest with his silver eyes, as if he really wanted to know what the other party would do.
You Que was indeed agitated by this and frowned unconsciously: "I forgot that you have a wound on your hand. Do you want to go to a clinic to treat it?"
Sanya shook his head: "It will be fine in a few days."
You Que held his cold hand and looked at it, only letting it go after making sure it was alright. He did not ask any more questions and directly pushed Sanya away from the pool: "You take a rest, I'll wash the cups."
When Panqi heard the noise, he couldn't help but glance to the side, only to see Youque busy cleaning the few wine glasses in the pool, while Sangya was lazily leaning against the pool, lowering his head to suck on his injured fingertips. His eyes were slightly drooping, and his silver-gray high ponytail fell to the side of his shoulders, like an elegant and proud snow leopard.
Pan Qi was startled because he found that Sanya was standing almost close to Youque.
And Sanya, perhaps noticing Panchi's gaze, tilted his head and looked over, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and...
Sharpness.
When Pan Qi was stared at by him, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He quickly looked away and buried his head in his work. He was so flustered that he almost knocked over his wine glass.
As the evening approached, more and more customers came. You Que was new and had a three-day familiarization period, so he didn't have to mix drinks right away, but when he sat at the bar and helped out, he still encountered a lot of flirtations.
"Sir, don't you find it boring to be a bartender here? Do you want to go to my hotel? They are in need of a manager."
"Sir, would you please have the honor of tasting the wine you prepared yourself? I believe it will taste better than anything I have ever drunk in my life."
"What a handsome male insect! Who is so cruel to make you work so hard here?"
Bars are places where all kinds of people gather, and no one can expect a group of drunkards to have any manners. You Que was just standing in a corner helping to tidy up the tables, and a bunch of customers gathered opposite him in an instant, some flirting, some putting tips in his pocket, and some asking for his terminal number.
As expected, Sanya guessed it right, and those who offered to give her cars, houses, and sleep with her all showed up.
"Sorry, I'm still in the novice stage. It will take a few days before I can make cocktails."
You Que smiled at them with a service-oriented spirit, and then accepted the tips calmly. He was just about to find a place to avoid those troublesome drunkards, but when he turned around, he found that Sanya was also harassed.
The bar was busiest at night, and the bartenders were all very busy. Only Sanya, who was taking advantage of the situation, was sitting nearby and had some free time. A drunk male insect saw that he was pretty and asked Sanya to make him a drink, but no matter how he tried to persuade him, it was useless.
Sanya could only mix a cup in a mess. As you can imagine, not all male insects have a stomach as strong as Youque's. The male insect vomited out the whole thing after drinking it in one gulp, and slammed the table to find fault: "Pooh, pooh, pooh! What did you mix? It tastes worse than urine!"
Sanya stood at the bar with his arms folded. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "I told you I'm not a bartender. You just insisted that I make it."
The male insect slammed the table angrily after hearing this: "Is this how you treat your customers?! If you don't come out and drink with me honestly today and apologize, believe it or not, I will tear your shop apart! That glass of wine tastes as bad as urine, and you have the nerve to sell it?!"
Sanya didn't care about his threat at all, and sneered, "Just like urine, it's just a mirror for you to use."
"you!"
The male insect was so angry that he directly picked up a glass of freshly mixed wine on the table and threw it at Sanya. The bartender's table was small and difficult to dodge. Seeing this, You Que quickly pulled Sanya aside and blocked the opponent by moving sideways.
“Crash!”
The wine splashed all over You Que's face, the amber wine dripping down his angular chin, and half of his originally clean white shirt was wet. He was afraid that the wine would irritate his eyes, so he closed his eyes for a moment before slowly opening them, frowning and looking at the male insect who had splashed the wine.
(End of this chapter)