There are bound to be many customers when a new store opens.
After 10:30, people began to wander around here one after another, looking for a place to have a brunch or a pure lunch.
Anyone on the street who knew that Meng's hotpot restaurant was about to open would come over to join in the fun if they were free.
The price of Meng Xiaoni's house has increased, but the price is 25% off on the first day, which is even cheaper than before. When old customers think about the price, of course they have to come early to join in the fun.
Passengers and pedestrians were about to find a place to eat. They saw the "Difu Hot Pot Restaurant" at first glance and thought it was a bit interesting. Then they saw that there were a lot of people, and then they saw that there was a discount for opening, and then they saw that there was a handsome guy at the door. , and immediately walked to the store.
At twelve o'clock, the Jifu hot pot restaurant was full, and there were still two tables waiting in line at the door.
If it weren't for Thursday's working day, the line at noon might have to go to the opposite side of the road.
The aroma of the spicy hot pot is extremely strong, filling the entire space overbearingly, and it doesn't matter whether it is in front of the store or behind the kitchen.
Eating hot pot must be hot. The hot pot is hot, and the descendants are also hot after spicy food.
The air-conditioning in the store was turned on to the fullest, and the air-conditioning was blowing like no money.
Even so, there are still people who can't stop wiping the sweat off their faces.
Since she was ordering independently and the number of waiters was pitifully small, Meng Xiaoni had been running around for a long time, carrying hot pots, pouring soup, serving dishes, and clearing tables.
In the kitchen, Mother Meng and Father Meng are cooking hot pot, cutting vegetables, and arranging dishes.
Both of them didn't have much free time, and when Meng Xiaoni didn't have time to serve the food, she pulled out her hand to help serve the food.
As for the ghost phoenix at the gate, at the beginning it was only responsible for leading the way and arranging numbers.
Later, not everyone paid by mobile phone. Meng Xiaoni had no time to collect the cash, and Guifeng still had to learn how to do so.
Meng Xiaoni saw that Guifeng was quite good at learning, so she just left the job to Guifeng.
Collecting money is often put together with billing.
So Guifeng had to learn how to write and issue valid tickets.
On the first opening day, he inexplicably learned several skills that were completely useless to Phoenix.
This is still such a small small hot pot restaurant.
If it becomes a big hot pot restaurant, I really don't know how many waiters should be set up.
Zhang Xiaoxiao came to have lunch on the way. He and Meng Xiaoni greeted each other briefly, then sat down according to the procedure, ordered and waited for the food to be served.
Among the old customers, they are more picky, and they can tell the difference of Mengjia hot pot as soon as they eat it.
"This beef has changed to a new purchaser."
"Hey, this vegetable is quite fresh. Did it come this morning?"
"The bottom of the pot is the one made by the little boss, and the taste is really not easy to lose."
Meng Xiaoni saw so many people, most of them were smiling and saying good things, so she was not to mention how happy she was. As soon as she wandered back to the kitchen, Meng's mother stuffed a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake into Meng Xiaoni's mouth: "Don't be hungry. Let's open a pot and take a bite."
The brown sugar glutinous rice cake is sprinkled with a little peanut powder and brown sugar juice.
Meng Xiaoni ate the glutinous rice cake in two or three mouthfuls, nodded and continued to deliver food.
She shook her head and took a breath of cold air from the air conditioner.
she can.
When the number of diners gradually decreased, Lao Lu came with his family.
Master Lu waved his fan at the door and hesitated for a moment, glanced at Guifeng, then followed his son's footsteps and stepped into the shop again.
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Guifeng glanced at Master Lu, pretending he didn't see it.
Lao Lu brought his wife and son with him, and the family of three scanned QR codes and ordered a lot of dishes.
Meng Xiaoni gave them the bottom of the pot, and after the meal, they chatted a few words about Xiao Lu who just graduated from high school.
Xiao Lu has delicate features, and looks like a pair of eyes to the fat middle-aged old Lu, and the rest is more like his mother. When he smiled, he showed a small canine tooth: "Hello, sister."
Meng Xiaoni smiled back: "Hello. Is school going to start next month? What did you do at home during the summer vacation?"
Lao Lu was very disdainful at the side: "I sleep until noon every day, what can I do at home?"
The old Lu's wife gave him a push: "It's not about learning English, but also about painting."
Lao Lu thought of Zhang Xiaoxiao's talent, family background and hard work, and hated iron for being weak: "Others have money in their families, and painting is like the reincarnation of a famous artist. They can speak English, French, and Russian. They are still painting every day. What about you?"
Xiao Lu put his left ear in and out his right ear, pretending to be silly: "Sister, I still want to drink soy milk."
Lao Lu clicked on the QR code: "Place the order yourself. They are very busy, okay?"
Xiao Lu took out his mobile phone: "I just bought a new mobile phone and I'm not used to it yet."
Meng Xiaoni found it quite amusing to see them gossip like this.
Master Lu sat on the remaining seat at the table for four, watching the children and grandchildren in front of him fight each other, and also had a good time.
"I'll get you vegetables and soy milk." Meng Xiaoni turned and left.
Master Lu waved his fan, got up and walked behind Meng Xiaoni.
He was very emotional, and chatted with Meng Xiaoni: "I went back yesterday, and Zheng Zi and I chatted for a long time, and then went to find the little ghost. It was the seven or eight-year-old kid who came to the hot pot restaurant with us back then. He talked for a while."
"Xiao Lu's school admission letter has been received. In fact, my son has long wanted to accept design in private, but he has a shadow in his heart. He always feels that he didn't take good care of his mother during the busiest time. His mother knew it before she was alive. It’s not healthy for him to stay up all night, and I’ve been trying to get him to change jobs, or do some more leisurely design work.”
Meng Xiaoni listened, without saying a word, she went to the kitchen to pick up the food ordered by the old Lu's family just now, and served it to the old Lu's family.
She was thinking about buying a grocery delivery cart and pushing it over quickly, saving time and effort.
"On the day his mother left, he couldn't see him for the last time. He didn't touch the design when he was really angry. But I think he was unhappy at home. As a man, if you don't go out to make a living, you can only brag about it Old material from the past. How boring." Master Lu said very brokenly.
At this time, Lord Lu is very different from the one who encouraged Meng Xiaoni to enter the studio when we first met.
"The child's mother is a very free and easy person. When I died, I found out that she had gone to the underworld long ago. I knew she had been reincarnated after two years of eating incense and rice." Master Lu muttered, "Now my son is also Well, grandson is also good, in fact, there is nothing to worry about. You live your life by yourself, and I have figured it out a long time ago."
Meng Xiaoni paused.
She understood what Master Lu meant by coming to the hot pot restaurant today.
Master Lu listened to what Jiang Jiang said last night.
A ghost has nothing to worry about in the human world, so it can go to the underworld early to consider reincarnation.
Master Lu chuckled: "It's good to have a hot pot meal before going to the underworld. I'll have another meal before reincarnation in the underworld. My three meals are more bragging than their two meals."
Meng Xiaoni put the dishes that Lao Lu ordered just now on Lao Lu's table: "The big designer is here, and I will give you four bowls of ice powder later."
Lao Lu looked at Meng Xiaoni suspiciously: "Four bowls?"
Meng Xiaoni smiled at Lao Lu.
Lao Lu didn't know that his father, who was a ghost, had cared about him for many years, caring about his body, his mood, and his work.
"Yeah. I was introduced by Lord Lu. Today the gate of hell is closed, and the fourth bowl is for him." Meng Xiaoni said.
Lao Lu was stunned.
Meng Xiaoni asked, "Do you have any allergies? I have rose ice powder, osmanthus flower ice powder, and peach gum ice powder here today."
Old Lu paused, then glanced at his wife: "One each, and an extra bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus."
Master Lu was pleasantly surprised at the side: "I still have my share. Thank you, little boss, I will definitely speak good words to you when I go to the underworld."
Meng Xiaoni went to the kitchen, lowered her voice, and said very lightly: "That's not necessary. I have more face in the underworld than you."
Lord Lu: It makes sense.
After a busy noon, Meng Xiaoni didn't have lunch with her family until the afternoon.
Mother Meng made the calculations and exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh, it's amazing. It's amazing."
Meng's father hurriedly told her to stop shouting.
Guifeng sat on a chair and slowly ate the spicy and fatty intestines.
He was thinking about Tori now.
For six meals, he is so busy in this hot pot restaurant, is it worth it
As a phoenix that has survived for a very long time, when he closes his eyes and opens them, he doesn't know the passage of time at all. A few hours now, he feels as long as a hundred years.
Humans are really hardworking creatures.
Bite down the fat sausage, the greasy taste is soft and chewy, filling the mouth with a smooth and tender sensuality. People who like this kind of food like it very much, people who hate it will not touch it at all, and the taste of cleaning and eating is high.
The fatty sausages of the Meng family can be made and eaten by oneself. Of course, they are exquisite, and the taste is not bad.
When Guifeng stretched out his chopsticks, he was thinking about giving up his part-time job. When he was eating fat intestines, he kept on working part-time in his mind.
The whole bird kept swaying between giving up and persevering, and the swaying made him eat dozens of times slower than usual.
I always feel that the little bird in my mind that wants to give up is about to be beaten to death by the little bird who insists on working.
Meng Xiaoni was eating next to her. Seeing that Guifeng was eating so slowly, she couldn't help but pick up another piece of treasure for Guifeng.
Unconsciously, Guifeng put the food into his mouth, and put the palm treasure in the bowl into his mouth.
Well-behaved, demented.
Meng Xiaoni thought it was funny.
She was almost full after eating, and now she became interested, and immediately picked up other dishes for Guifeng.
She picks one up, and Guifeng eats one in silence.
From meatballs to shiitake mushrooms to peppers, Guifeng can pick it up and eat it without changing its expression.
Meng Xiaoni was quite amazed, and was about to tell her parents that Guifeng could eat chili peppers, when she turned her head and saw that her parents didn't eat or talk, just staring at the two of them.
One picks up vegetables, one eats vegetables, such a set of actions...
Father Meng and mother Meng have delicate eyes.
Meng Xiaoni: "...No."
Meng's father and mother's eyes were even more subtle: why do you need to explain
Mother Meng said: "Little girl, people can't live like fools. If you make a decision, you make a decision."
Meng Xiaoni: I am not I did not!
Guifeng poked his chopsticks into the bowl, but failed to poke any more food, and looked up blankly at the three humans present.
The three humans also looked at him.
Father Meng's tone was a little fluttering, and he turned his head to comfort Mother Meng: "Some things, it depends on fate. Let's leave it alone."
Mother Meng nodded heavily.
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
This misunderstanding cannot be explained.
"Hey hey—"
Meng Xiaoni's phone vibrated.
Avoiding her parents' eyes, she grabbed her phone and read the news.
The news came from Jiang Jiang.
The underworld seems to have its own channels, and it is very easy to contact the people they want to contact.
Jiang Jiang: The Religious Affairs Office has already contacted you. They will send a special person to contact you.
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