Chapter 76 (1/2)

When a person is extremely hungry, it doesn't matter whether he is reserved or not. As soon as the young waiter eller turns around and disappears, the bowl of salty soup has already entered his stomach.

After eating, he didn't know what the salty soup was made of. He only felt that it tasted good. He even tasted the meat in it. Wendell secretly regretted that he should drink it slowly.

He hasn't tasted meat for nearly two months. The boss of the house is really a black sheep. He just cares about the waiter's meal. He even has meat in his meal, which is not the treatment of those lords and nobles.

A bowl of salty soup, not only did not relieve hunger, but also made the groaning stomach scream more fiercely, as if the whole stomach was stirred into a ball.

However, eller didn't cheat him. The meal was really fast. Shortly after he put down the pickle soup, the young waiter eller had come back with a gust of wind. He also carried a wooden plate in his hand, and exclaimed, ”a big bowl of noodles, please use it slowly.”

Wendell then remembered that he had no idea what a big bowl of noodles was.

Big bowl.

The bowl is really big. A heavy wooden bowl is three circles bigger than an adult's head, with a big belly and a high edge. Even if it is filled with water, it can hold three or four pounds, which is worthy of the name of a big bowl.

Inside the white with yellow thin strips, should be the so-called face.

Half of the water and half of the noodles were covered with a thick layer of oil. Three or five black dried vegetables and two thin slices of meat, with a strong fragrance, went straight into Wendell's nose.

At this time, Wendell felt cold behind him, and a group of cheering people pushed the door in. Before the people arrived, they arrived first. ”Waiter, come to eight bowls of noodles. Be quick. Wait for work. Put more noodles and less soup. I'm bringing you new customers. If you fool me and lose my face, don't blame me for not paying for the meal.”

”Sir, I'm really joking. We'll treat the old and new customers the same way. Eight bowls of noodles, more noodles and less soup, and enough oil and water. New and old customers will come together.”

The young waiter, eller, echoed, magically pushed a dish of food to Wendell's face, and whispered, ”Sir, eat first. I'll go over there and say hello. This is salt beans made by our guys themselves. It's not a good thing, but it's good to eat just now.”

”You go to work, don't mind me.” Wendell felt numb in his heart. This time, he could not deceive himself. What really warmed him was not the fireplace, but this seemingly insignificant little favor.

There are not many salt beans in the small dish. They are only thirty or forty grains. I'm afraid it's the limit of each other's ability to do it. Moreover, he takes great risks. No boss likes to be a picky waiter. As soon as Wendell changes his hand, he pours salt beans into his big bowl of noodles.

”It's made of wheat flour and barley flour.” Wendell's previous stores were related to grain. As soon as they were imported, they tasted the materials for slender things.

The taste is not very good. It's a little rough. It should be caused by barley flour. However, considering the price of two copper coins, it's normal. If they are all made of wheat flour, even in the normal season of grain price, they will have to pay for it alive.

The taste of the soup was excellent, especially the dried vegetables and sliced meat. Wendell was reluctant to eat it.

During this period, the young waiter eller passed by again. A big bone as big as a fist fell into his big bowl. Although there was only a trace of meat on it, Wendell's tears could not be restrained.

After gnawing the bone clean, Wendell carefully put it into his pocket, unwilling to give the young waiter any more trouble.

The business of this restaurant is really good. When Wendell finished eating, three or four groups of customers came in. Most of them were familiar customers. Most of them wanted large bowls of noodles. Occasionally, they would add a large coarse grain steamed bread with one copper or two.

It was not until Wendell got up and left to pay for the bill that eller, who was too busy on his feet, pulled out again and said with a smile, ”how's the food, sir?”

”It's the best breakfast I've ever had.” Wendell solemnly said, this is not empty words, this is indeed the best breakfast he has ever had in his life, whether it is human relations or food.

”Let all diners eat well is our greatest purpose. If you feel good, please come back when you are free. Copper is impossible to save you one, but it can definitely make you eat well.”

The smile on the young waiter's face, which will never disappear, adds a lot to his not so handsome face.

”Yes Wendell nodded and asked, ”don't you hate me?”

”Hate you? Why hate you

Eller, the young waiter, was stunned and immediately responded with a brighter smile.

”I've been a waiter since I was seven years old. I've been following eight or ten bosses since I was seven years old. In addition to my current boss, you are the kindest and kindest boss I've ever seen. How can you treat your own people badly if you don't mean your love to others? If it were not for the fact that your shop could not sustain itself, I believe you would not have gone to the point of dismissing me. I do hate, but not the gentleman, but the world. ”Eller hesitated for a moment and then said.

”If you don't feel shameful, you can ask your children to apply for waiters here. As you can see, the business here is pretty good on the whole. There are not enough staff, and the salary is not high. It's like seven or eight coppers a day. However, if there are leftovers in the evening, the boss doesn't mind us taking it home if we like Then, I can help to mention it to the boss. ”