Chapter 1125

Not surprisingly, but also unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoyang is really qualified as a waiter.

The kind that can give five-star praise, even Meng Shijia is not as good as him.

In order to avoid confusion, Baifeng Pavilion now needs the waiter to deliver the food to the table, but after eating, the guests still need to send the plate to the recycling place by themselves.

There are special recycling places on the first and second floors, which is not troublesome.

The waiter delivers the dishes, which is convenient for the guests. Meng Shijia, who obviously doesn't have a good brain, has a headache.

Chen Ming has worked out his experience and can prepare the food to the corresponding table and give it to its owner.

Meng Shijia needs to check again and again.

Zhang Xiaoyang started very quickly. He not only remembered the needs of each guest, but also knew how to dodge the guests before serving, so as not to touch the plate.

Even when guests choose the table, they can give reasonable and effective guidance.

In Baifeng Pavilion, it is always difficult for newcomers to choose seats.

First of all, on the small blackboard at the door of Baifeng Pavilion, the menu of the day and the required ingredients are clearly marked every morning.

Yang Song did this to let diners see clearly, so as not to wait in line for a long time before he found that he had his own taboo food. The gain is not worth the loss.

At the same time, it is also a kind reminder to some chefs.

The chef's recipe is the capital to settle down. Although Yang song does not intend to take an apprentice, he is also willing to give corresponding guidance to some chefs who want to learn.

Some people appreciate Yang Song's considerate care, while others are quite the opposite.

A roll of cold skin was sold by Yang Song for 699 yuan.

Many people think it's a sky high price, so some people can't help but have a dark mind to jump out and do things.

The fat middle-aged woman with curly yellow hair pulled two middle-school students and ran to the door of Baifeng Pavilion, shouting abuse and throwing bricks.

"Yang Song, who killed thousands of knives, is it crazy for you to make money? It's a broken cold skin. You dare to sell 699. You like to make money so much. Why don't you rob the bank?"

The woman called herself Xu Hong and said her husband was paralyzed.

"I worked hard to bring my two children up. I just paid a salary the day before yesterday and gave them 1000 yuan each. That was the food expenses for my two children for two months. They were cheated by this Yang Song!"

"Black hearted things, our children passed by the door of his store and were dragged by Yang Song to eat high priced rice."

"The two children spent their money and went home crying and told their father, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

"Yang Song, you owe our family a life!"

Less than half an hour after lunch, Yang Songgang and Meng Shihan lay down to exchange feelings. The door was knocked.

"Sister and brother-in-law, go to the door and have a look!"

Pick this time to hit the door.

Yang Song was discouraged. Meng Shihan went out directly with a baseball bat.

"The best thing outside is enough to frighten the world and cry ghosts and gods." Meng Shihan deliberately paused. His dark pupil reflected Meng Shijia's shadow, which made him shiver: "otherwise, for the sake of my brother, I let you choose how to die."

Then he bypassed Meng Shijia and left first.

Yang Song tidied up his clothes and came out of the room. Meng Shijia dragged his clothes: "brother-in-law, help me, my sister's eyes look cold as if she was going to delay me. I didn't do anything?"

He just reported a letter.

Yang Song pulled the clothes back and said, "no, don't worry."

"I can't let go, brother-in-law. You don't know how scary my sister is. She really may have delayed me, hundreds of dollars." If Meng Shijia had money, he would run away.

"Lingchi demands too much of knife work. Your sister can't do it." Yang Song said sincerely, "as a professional cook, I assure you that even if your sister wants you to die, she won't use a knife. After all, your brother-in-law, I'm a cook. I have to respect kitchenware. It's not good to kill people with a knife."

Meng Shihan: "I'm not comforted at all."

Yang Song patted him on the shoulder: "if you want to be open, at least one way of death has been ruled out."

Yang Song comforted his brother-in-law: "what your sister can think of should be no more terrible way to die than lingchi. Young man, you are safe for the time being."

He also went to the front to check the situation.

For some time, no cook came to smash the yard. Yang Song inexplicably missed it.

Xu Hong was sitting on the ground, patting her thighs and wailing.

She cried earth shaking, even the dust on the ground was shaken, but she didn't cry much.

Aunt Qiongyao won't be satisfied with this acting skill.

The woman cried without blinking, and her tears fell one by one like pearls.

Xu Hong's acting skills are obviously not up to standard.

"Oh, the rich bully!"

"Father of the child, I'm sorry that you are so popular with these black hearts that no one makes decisions for our orphans and widows..."

She was crying so much that she opened up and closed up. It was quite ancient. Here was a true portrayal of the name of a shrew.

Yang Song was about to come out. Meng Shihan stared at him, immediately retracted his feet, and even moved back half a step.

They were close and were always interrupted by people like this and that. His family Xiaohan finally couldn't restrain the power of famine in his body.

Xu Hong is still crying and telling all the crimes of Baifeng Pavilion again and again.

"You cheated my children. The children didn't have the living expenses and didn't even dare to go to school. My husband is so angry with you. I'm too sad to go to work and work these days. Our family has been badly hurt by this black shop. You must compensate us!"

good heavens!

This is a family that depends on hundreds of Fengge.

Meng Shihan laughed angrily.

"You, you still have a face to laugh. Come and see! How bullying is the boss of Baifeng pavilion? I'm dead, my husband, and she still smiles. I can't live anymore. I'll kill myself at the door of your store today!"

Xu Hong got up and tried to hit the wall.

She thought Meng Shihan would be afraid and stop, but she couldn't. the onlookers would also stop.

As a result, Meng Shihan smiled and chanted with his arms in his arms, and had no intention of blocking at all.

The onlookers were silent and quietly started eating melons.

What the hell is going on?

Xu Hong panicked. She didn't expect people here to play cards so unreasonable.

Unfortunately, she has stood up and is about to rush. If she stops now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

"Mom, no, you're dead. What about me and my brother?" The daughter hugged her first.

"Don't you want to die?" the son hugged her.

As soon as Xu Hong was happy, she immediately fell into her daughter's arms.

Crack!

More than two hundred kilograms of women hit the ground hard, and the ground shook. The onlookers even held hands with each other to stabilize their bodies.