Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 162 The Daily Life of a Restaurant Owner (My Girl's Dad +8)

So it was settled. We ordered several extra mattresses, since the ones at the guesthouse were all 1.8 meters wide, not the usual 1.2 meters, so it was enough. We ordered sixteen mattresses, four per room. We also ordered eight quilts and eight pillows. The guesthouse used duvet covers for the bedding, which was still a novelty at the time and not very common among ordinary people.

It wasn't until around 2000 that four-piece and eight-piece bedding sets became popular.

Chen Hui ran downstairs again to find someone to get the things, and Xiao Wei followed him downstairs. They took the things out of the warehouse and loaded them onto the bread truck, filling the whole bread truck to the brim, with pillows piled up on the passenger seat.

There was no other way but Chen Hui had to deliver it by himself. Fortunately, it wasn't anything heavy, so he could just pile it up in any room without having to lay it down.

It was past eleven o'clock when Chen Hui returned. Xia Maosheng was still not back. Xiao Wei and Xiao Hong took a car, and the three of them went to the restaurant. Today was actually the first day of business, and they had booked several tables. This was a favor from the restaurant, so one of them had to stay there and offer a toast.

After parking the car at the restaurant, you can smell the aroma of stir-fried dishes from the coal shed in the back. The sizzling sound of the stir-frying is like pleasant music, indicating that the guests have arrived and the food is being served.

Sure enough, two out of the four tables arrived; the construction and labor bureaus were there, but the police station and the propaganda department were still not there.

Director Wang didn't come, but Sister Li was. Old Liu from Jian'an did come; it seems he invited someone from a related unit. Anyway, I didn't recognize anyone except Xiao Bin and Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei went from table to table, offered a toast, presented a bottle of wine, said a few words, and then left. He'd fulfilled his courtesy. Xiao Bin, however, followed him out and handed him a check, making him incredibly excited. It was almost 40,000 yuan! That solved all the equipment costs for both sides; he didn't have to pay a single penny himself.

At this time, cash checks can only be withdrawn at designated bank counters, which is equivalent to a one-time passbook at a fixed location.

Xiao Wei went downstairs and handed the check to Li Gengsheng, asking him and Liu Hongliang to go and collect the money. He poured himself two cups of hot water and sat down with Xiao Hong by the radiator on the first floor to talk. Everyone in the kitchen was busy at the moment, and if he went in, he would only cause trouble.

The two hadn't seen each other for about ten days. They sat by the heater and talked about what had happened to them during that time. It was mostly Xiao Hong talking while Xiao Wei listened quietly, enjoying himself.

As they were talking, the door opened and three people came in. They were in their early twenties, wearing dirty work cotton-padded jackets and no hats. Their ears were red from the cold. They went straight to the heater, one hand on the heater to warm it, and the other hand covering their ears. On a day like this, if you don't wear a hat, your ears will really freeze and hurt. They might even freeze off.

The first one was tall and thin, slightly shorter than Xia Maosheng, with a buzz cut, big eyes, and fair skin. He leaned against the radiator, looked around the room, and asked, "You just opened for business?" His voice was a bit high-pitched, with the air of a news anchor.

Xiao Wei stood up and walked over, saying, "Yeah, it just opened yesterday. Want to eat?"

A dark-skinned young man next to him said, "How about it, Lao Wu? I told you so, but you didn't believe me. I saw quite a few people eating here yesterday. Did they even invite the police station? I saw their car." This dark-skinned young man's voice was the complete opposite of Lao Wu's; it was deep and high-pitched, and you might mistake him for a woman if you didn't listen to him at first glance.

The fifth brother said, "Then let's drink! It's no big deal. You're the boss, aren't you? Bring out a couple of dishes. Are you guys drinking beer or baijiu?"

The dark-skinned boy said, "It's freezing cold here, let's get something white, what do you say, Lao Hou?"

Old Hou, who had been silent until now, said, "Anything is fine. Why be picky about eating and drinking for free? You two are in charge." His voice was normal, and his appearance was average.

Xiao Wei, holding the menu, asked them, "Where would you like to sit?" There were four tables on the first floor; they couldn't very well stand and order.

The fifth brother waved his hand and said, "Bring it here, let me see. Warm up a bit before you sit down."

Xiao Wei walked over and handed him the recipe, saying, "It's warm all over here, and there's heating over there too."

The fifth brother flipped through the recipe and said, "I remember this room didn't have heating before, right?"

Xiao Wei nodded and said, "Yes, it was just an act; it wasn't there before."

The fifth brother said, "Damn, this food isn't cheap. Can anyone afford it?"

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "I need to make money too, right? Besides, it's not expensive. The chef is good, so the ingredients he uses must be top-notch. You'll know once you try it."

The fifth brother closed the menu and said, "Let's get a whole piece of pork, and stir-fry some garlic sprouts. What do you two want to eat, Lao Hou?" Lao Hou shook his head and said, "Anything's fine with me, just make me a bowl of noodles." The fifth brother then asked the dark-skinned boy, "Where's Hei Zi?"

Hei Zi rubbed his ears and said, "What should I stew? Cabbage and tofu stew, with some pork belly. Don't add any spices, I can't stand the smell of those."

The fifth brother handed the menu back to Xiao Wei and said, "Alright, that's all: sliced ​​pork, garlic sprouts, stewed cabbage and tofu without star anise, get a bottle of Linghe beer, and oh yeah, make Lao Hou a bowl of noodles. Go ahead and do it."

Xiao Wei, holding the menu, said, "Then please sit down for a while and have some hot water. Xiao Hong, could you pour a few glasses of water? Should we cook the noodles now, or after we finish our drinks?"

Old Hou said, "Put them in first, put them in first. My stomach hurts from the cold. I'll stir-fry the vegetables after the noodles are done."

Xiao Hong stood up, went to the cabinet next to her, took out three cups, and asked, "Brothers, where are you guys sitting?" Lao Wu looked Xiao Hong up and down and said, "Wow, this girl is tall! How tall are you, girl?"

Xiao Hong ignored him and didn't ask any more questions. She casually found a table, put down the cup, went to get the kettle, poured three cups of hot water, and said, "I poured the water here. Drink some to warm up. Brother, isn't your stomach hurting? Drinking some will make you feel better." Lao Hou walked over and said, "Drink some, drink some. This is so painful, it hurts every time I breathe."

Lao Wu and Hei Zi followed and sat down. Lao Wu was still staring at Xiao Hong: "Little sister, how old are you? Why aren't you talking to people?"

Xiao Wei went into the kitchen, finished handing over the instructions for the dishes, and came out. Xiao Hong went over and took his arm, whispering, "This guy is so annoying."

Xiao Wei smiled and said, "These days, young people in Northeast China are all talkative, but they don't necessarily have bad intentions."

The fifth brother, seeing Xiao Hong's actions, laughed and said, "I was wondering why she wasn't paying attention to me. She's taken. Boss, is this your wife? She's much taller than you. You two don't seem like a good match."

Xiao Hong turned her face away and couldn't stop laughing, while Xiao Wei was speechless and ignored Lao Wu.

Old Five said, "It's over, Kiba said the wrong thing, and the boss isn't talking to me anymore." Blackie said, "Shut up! All you do is babble, were you mute in your past life?"

The fifth brother said to the old man, "Brother Monkey, is there something wrong with what Hei Zi said? Is he insulting me?"

Old Hou, holding his water glass, said, "Hmm, Hei Zi, you're wrong. He hasn't had the chance to speak in his life, not just in his past life, but in several lifetimes."

The fifth brother's eyes were still fixed on Xiao Hong, who was sitting by the radiator, and he said, "You two are just being a bully to me. Whoever drinks less has to pay later, okay? Don't just bully me."

(End of this chapter)