Run a special restaurant in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 121 Routines
The third table was already full.

ten people.

The ten monks stood up one by one and delivered their congratulatory speeches, and then started eating.

The dozen or so monks who were still watching outside had the idea of ​​going in just because they watched ten of them go in and eat with gusto.

And one thing is sure, that is, they will not be driven away by the host family. After all, this is a big day, and it should be to have fun with others.

However, afterward, more than a dozen monks found a table and formed a table, waiting for the food to be served.

Three tables of people are eating, and they are the only ones waiting.

After waiting for a while, no one served the food, and more or less sensed that something was wrong.

Qian Fugui saw that the dozen or so monks at the next table were fidgeting, and his eyes signaled Wang Xinrong what to do now.

Wang Xinrong was pawing at the food in the bowl, thinking of eating it quickly, she would be busy later.

This side can hold a wedding banquet, and that side can also entertain diners who enter the store, and the diners cannot be ignored.

After eating the last bite, she gave Qian Fugui a look back.

As for what it means, she thinks he will be able to understand.

She got up and stood in front of the monks at the table. With a smile on her face, she asked, "Is there anything you need? This is the menu of our restaurant."

The monks at that table looked friendly on the surface, and a female monk asked: "Excuse me, why is our table not the same as that over there?"

It turned out that the monks at this table were also going to attend the wedding banquet, and remembering that there was no need to prepare dishes in the kitchen, she told the truth.

"For this wedding banquet, only three tables have been prepared, and it is expected that there will be only one table of guests."

The female monk was a little puzzled, looked at the two tables where Qian Fugui and Ah Qing were sitting, and asked, "These two tables are not considered guests? Are you all newcomers' family?"

She nodded, then shook her head and said, "Yes and no."

Although the female cultivator wanted to ask a lot, she felt that it was inappropriate to ask too many questions, as if she wanted to pry into other people's private affairs.

She saw that the young female monk in front of her had doubts, so she took the initiative to explain: "Today's newcomer is my shop assistant. Except for you who came here today, the rest are my shop assistants."

Another female cultivator asked, "Little girl, please tell me who is the owner of the shop?"

Wang Xinrong looked at the female monk who asked the question, and replied with a smile: "I am."

The monks present were astonished, they obviously didn't believe it, and they would never think that such a little kid is the owner of such a big restaurant.

They exchanged glances, seeming to be looking for the same cognition.

Wang Xinrong saw that they seemed unwilling to believe that she was the owner of the shop, so she introduced again: "The adult man in the orange coat who is looking over here is the chef of our shop, and the one sitting on his left is His apprentice, the one on the right is the head of the lobby, the one sitting next to his apprentice is the lobby clerk, and the others are all lobby clerks."

Everyone at the table looked over, moving their eyes following her introduction.

"The child over there is in charge of the guest room upstairs. The older one with the baby in his arms is the head of the room. And I am the head of the account."

After the introduction, she asked again: "What do you need to eat?"

There was a male monk who was very puzzled. He looked at Ah Qing, who looked young and young. He had a child, and what, the child only saw his father but not his mother, which was very strange.

He couldn't help asking: "But, the head of the guest room looks very young, and he already has children, isn't it a little too early? And, what about the child's mother?"

Wang Xinrong looked at the male monk who was asking the question, and saw that this male monk must be unmarried and childless.

After all, judging from his appearance alone, he is also very young, about the same age as Ah Qing.

She opened her mouth to reassure him, and replied: "That's not his child, that child is the adoptive daughter of the chef in my shop."

"Oh, sorry." After receiving her answer, the male monk thought he shouldn't have asked so many questions.

"Our table can only be ordinary diners, not guests at the wedding banquet, is it?"

Another male monk asked.

Wang Xinrong nodded.

The friar picked up the menu and began to order.

Anyway, I came here, I sat down, I got up and said something to leave, it's a bit embarrassing, no matter whose face it is.

He immediately decided to order a few dishes to see what level this restaurant is.

After this monk, the monks at this table followed suit one after another.

After Wang Xinrong wrote it down, she walked past Qian Fugui, afraid of hitting him on the back, and signaled him to get up and go to work in the kitchen.

Qian Fugui was slapped by her little hand, and immediately stood up, followed her, and walked to the kitchen.

This behavior was seen by the monks at the two tables, and they couldn't help but feel that what she said before was very credible.

However, soon the monks at their table were waiting and began to communicate.

"It's strange that there is no wine in this menu."

Someone said in surprise.

As for the restaurant, he thought there must be wine, otherwise, what kind of restaurant would it be called, wouldn't the name not be worthy of the name?

"There is no wine, maybe I forgot to put it on this menu. However, the decoration of this restaurant has never been seen before," another male monk lowered his voice, and continued: "However, it may be an illusion."

The other monks nodded, indicating that there might be such a possibility.

After a while, after Li Renyi finished eating, he also went to help in the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Qian Fugui ordered him to take out the prepared dishes.

Before Li Renyi saw clearly that there was nothing he could do, he took the prepared dishes and walked out of the kitchen.

Wang Xinrong was quickly washing the vegetables with both hands, and then put them aside for Qian Fugui to cut.

Qian Fugui's knife skills are very good, and the action of cutting vegetables is very fast.

She was very envious when she saw it. If she cut the vegetables so fast, it was probably because the vegetables were not cut well, and her fingers would be in danger.

With Li Renyi helping, Qian Fugui and the others quickly brought the dishes ordered by the diners to the table.

The monks at the table did not wait too long, and began to eat their respective dishes.

Someone ordered my favorite dish, and seeing that it was two bird legs, his eyes were obviously full of disappointment. It seemed that it was not his favorite dish.

Wang Xinrong watched them eat, and waited for a while before seeing a few smiling, and then laughed too.

It's not easy, this wave of diners are only so satisfied with the dishes they ordered in the end.

"Our table doesn't have to pay because we're not diners, right?"

One of the monks at the table confirmed a cognition in his heart with the others, he still couldn't quite believe that he really participated in the wedding banquet, instead of coming to the restaurant to consume.

All the monks at the table with him nodded, agreeing with him.

Just when he felt that he was lucky to come out this time, and he was happy and happy, someone asked a question.

"If we are the guests who come to the wedding banquet, shall we send congratulatory gifts?"

At this time, the whole table was silent.

congratulations?

According to the identity of the guests attending the wedding banquet, a congratulatory gift must be given.

Another meaning is that they are going to give congratulatory gifts this time?Send a congratulatory gift to this stranger.

(End of this chapter)