Ruo Tuo Ren Zhuli of the Original God

Chapter 384 The Bustling Manmin Hall
"Boss, for a serving of stir-fried pork slices, put more chili."

"One serving of boiled fish, and two bowls of rice."

"Xiangling, is my crystal shrimp not ready yet? Master Mao, don't just wash the dishes, there are so many guests, why don't you go and cook with Xiangling? You are in your prime, don't you think you want to retire? ?”

In Wanmintang, after an anxious old customer urged Xiang Ling who was cooking in the kitchen, he also half-jokingly communicated with Master Mao who was washing dishes, because in the impression of this old customer In the village, Master Mao usually cooks with Xiangling when there are many people. Only when there are few people will he find a place to rest or wash the chopsticks after brushing.

But now in Wanmintang, there are a bunch of customers waiting to be served, and many new guests come in from outside Wanmintang smelling the smell of food. So many people have come to Wanmintang, but Master Mao is just washing the dishes now. , which made this old customer a little curious.

"Hey, old Wang, don't rush my daughter. Can you be slow with so many guests? Wait for me, or go to another place to eat."

While washing the dishes, Master Mao glared at Old Wang who was urging Xiangling to serve the dishes. Grandma is a leg, and his daughter has been so busy that she hasn't even had a bite of food. Why are you urging her.

"Hey, don't you just talk about it casually, why are you so angry, Master Mao, don't you really want to retire?"

Master Mao, who has been trained all year round with a spoon, glared unkindly. The man who was called Old Wangtou by Master Mao also smiled embarrassingly and began to change the subject. After all, if he has small arms and legs When fighting with Master Mao, he felt that whether he could survive until the Qianyan Army came to mediate was a problem.

"Retirement? How is it possible? Isn't the Moon Festival coming soon? Some foreigners come to Liyue to play. These days are quite busy."

"As a result, after working for a few days, I suddenly felt back pain last night. I went to see Dr. Baishu, who said that I was too tired recently, and told me not to hold the spoon for a few days, otherwise my waist would not heal. "

After rubbing the waist covered with Baizhu's plaster, Master Mao, who had just washed the dishes and chopsticks for a while, felt a slight pain. He can't do the work that can only be done when he bends down.

"Master Mao, you are tired. I thought you wanted to retire, but after hearing what you said, combined with the fact that I couldn't even find a place to eat when it was time for dinner, it seems that you are so tired. It's also reasonable."

As the teacher of the newly established Liyue Academy, the old Wang, who has been a private school teacher for most of his life, glanced at the Wanmin Hall, and couldn't help but praise his intelligence.

Today, his mother-in-law and his daughter went out early in the morning to sell the ornaments they made, so they didn't make lunch for him. In order to prevent the eating place from being overcrowded like a few days ago, he couldn't get in, Lao Wang The boss deliberately asked the students to study by themselves 10 minutes before the end of school, and he slipped out first.

And this decision made the old Wangtou feel extremely correct. Only ten minutes later, there were no empty stools in the Wanmin Hall. Not only that, there were even several foreigners standing outside the Wanmin Hall and queuing up against the sun. Waiting to eat.

Seeing this scene, Old Wangtou couldn't help but feel grateful, if he hadn't been clever enough to mention that he skipped work for 10 minutes, he would be like the previous days, unable to even enter a place to eat.

"This group of foreigners is too crazy, Lord Yanwang, please bless me so that I can find a place to have dinner with my wife and daughter at night."

Thinking of his mother-in-law telling him before going out this morning that she would not cook at night and go out to eat together, the old Wangtou began to pray silently to the Emperor Yan. After all, according to the current situation, if the Emperor Yan does not appear, wait He must be unable to find a place to eat after get off work.

Alas, it seems that I have to go to the dean of the school, Mr. Zhiyi, to respond in the afternoon. Even if teachers like them can’t get off work early, it’s okay to let the student cafeteria in the school open to the teachers. Pull all you can eat policy.

Thinking of facing Zhiyi, the old Wangtou touched the few hairs on the top of his head in distress. Although Mr. Zhiyi is a gentle person, but the old Wangtou lived for such a long time. He always felt that the headmaster of Zhiyi Academy was not as easy to talk to as he seemed.

According to rumors in the market, some suppliers who once wanted to sell shoddy goods in the cafeteria inside Liyue Academy have now been bankrupted, and it is said that this matter was led by the headmaster of Zhiyi Academy.

Just thinking about how to respond to this question with the head of the school, Zhiyi, Guoba held a plate of crystal shrimp and put it in front of Old Wangtou. When the old Wangtou saw that the food was served, he simply stopped thinking about other things, anyway. He is a teacher, and these things have nothing to do with him.

Smelling the scent of the crystal shrimp, Old Wangtou moved his index finger and put one directly into his mouth. In an instant, the taste of the crystal shrimp exploded in Old Wangtou's mouth, which made Old Wangtou enjoy it very much. narrowed his eyes.

"Poor girl Xiangling. One person has to cook for so many people. I said to shut down Wanmin Tang for a few days, but that girl refused to say anything."

While Lao Wangtou was enjoying the crystal shrimp, he glanced at Xiangling and Guoba who were busy in the kitchen. Master Mao felt sorry for Xiangling. If he had known that there were so many people coming back from Wanmintang today, he should have followed suit. What Liuliting did was to limit the daily number of people, but now that all these guests are here, he can't drive them all away.

Sigh~ It would be great if that traveler was here, he can completely entrust that traveler to help Xiang Ling cook together, and since Xiang Ling mentioned Ying, the traveler's cooking skills, Master Mao is still thinking about it. Even if it costs more to post an entrustment to Ying, Master Mao, an old father, would not be willing to make his daughter Xiangling so tired.

Unfortunately, since the traveler left Liyue, Master Mao has never seen that traveler again, but recently some Dao wives came to Liyue to visit the Moon Festival and often talked about this traveler, that traveler The author seems to be doing something important to Daozuma.

"Hey, no matter what I say tomorrow, I have to limit the number of customers. This girl Xiangling has to participate in the cooking competition in three days, so I can't let her get tired."

While Master Mao was muttering to himself, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside Wanmin Hall. This noise not only interrupted Master Mao's train of thought, but also caught the eyes of the customers in Wanmin Hall waiting to be served. are attracted to the past.

(End of this chapter)