Jia Ru can come back

Chapter 172 Lemon Blue Mountain
Another day, equally busy.

Mingzai is in charge of making drinks, I am in charge of ordering, and Xiaohua is in charge of delivering the orders to the seats.

Xiao Hua sneaked to the bar to gossip about me: "Miss Boss, that handsome guy came again last night." Before I could say anything, Ming Zai went over to him first: "Is there anyone in your eyes who is not a handsome guy?"

Xiao Huapi replied with a half smile: "Of course there is, don't worry, you are definitely not in my eyes."

Mingzai: "That's because you have a problem with your eyes."

I have become accustomed to the matinee between these two people, I shrugged, and walked into the rest room when I had a rare free time in the afternoon.As soon as he entered the door, he felt his hands and feet move lightly. Mi Li was probably too bored and fell asleep in the chair.

I carefully picked him up on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and turned my gaze to the half-formed Lego blocks on the table. This time he built a warship, basically an outline.

Suddenly hearing the sound of arguing outside the lounge, I frowned and immediately got up and walked out.

It is inevitable for customers to have disputes over orders. There will always be one or two people who will have difficulty communicating, but it has never developed into a struggle.As soon as I walked out of the lounge, I saw Ming Zai being punched by a brash man from outside the bar. The man he hit staggered backwards and hit the drinking table, almost knocking over the tea bucket.

At the same time, it was accompanied by the exclamation of customers and the exclamation of Xiao Hua.

Ming Zai is a young man with a fresh blood, how can he hold his breath, he rushed out from the bar after standing firmly.I strode forward to block his way, stared at him slightly, turned back to the reckless man and reprimanded: "Sir, why do you need to do something if you have something to say?"

"What are you talking about? How does your store do business? I've already paid for your drink, and I keep making people wait. People with numbers behind me got it first. Isn't this intentional to bully people?"

Before I could ask, Xiaohua explained: "No, that little brother is delivering food, and his order is before yours, so we took it for him first in order."

"I don't care, anyway, I was the one who queued here to pay the bill first, so you have to give me the drink first."

Mingzi was so angry that he yelled behind me: "Then you can't beat people."

The reckless man became even angrier all of a sudden, raised his chin and pointed at the bar: "What's wrong with beating you? I will beat you because I don't like you." After saying that, he threw another fist, and I was still standing among them, seeing the fist About to swing in front of me, suddenly a figure came across and blocked my sight at the same time.

I couldn't see what was happening in front of me, I only heard the blunt clang of the high chairs by the bar, and then I saw the reckless man fall out.

"You... who are you?" The reckless man asked angrily on the ground.

I took a step to the side and saw the side face of the person in front of me clearly, my brows furrowed, why is he here again?
It was not the same clothes as when he came here last night. The light gray shirt was not all tucked into the trousers, and one side of the shirt was left outside.It may be because of the movement of his hands just now, the arms that are clearly dressed lazily but exposed to the outside have muscle tension.

He suddenly turned his gaze back to meet me, and asked in a deep voice, "Aren't you going to call the police?"

I was slightly taken aback, and when I realized that I was touching the phone, I heard Xiaohua whispering behind me: "Madam, I just called the police."

The police station is on the street, and the police came to deal with it soon.

After all, not many people can calm down enough to chat with the police while drinking a drink, so the customers in the store quickly left, and the rest are only the parties concerned.

The reckless man didn't come alone, he brought his wife and child, the child was only five or six years old, a girl.

The reckless man also lost his temper in front of the police. After mediation, the reckless man's wife apologized to Ming Zai on his behalf and offered to compensate me for the loss in the store.In the end, I didn't ask them for compensation, and there was nothing to lose except that the business became deserted.

After the reckless couple left the store with their children, the police also retreated, and the store suddenly became deserted.

Mingzai's face was already swollen from being punched by a reckless man. I asked him to go to the hospital to apply some medicine, and gave him and Xiaohua a holiday.Although the business during the small and long holidays is several times as usual, I am not a boss who treats his employees harshly.

Xiaohua came to me before leaving after taking the bag: "Ma'am, what should I do if the handsome guy hasn't left yet?"

I glanced at the back of the person who was sitting leaning against the window, and said in a moment of silence: "Your lady boss, I can handle it."

Xiao Hua showed an ambiguous smile when she heard the words: "Understood, I will go with Mingzai."

Seeing the brisk footsteps of the two of them, I couldn't help but smile wryly. What I mean is that all the instruments in the bar can be operated, no matter what kind of drink you order, you can handle it.

First, I went to the door of the lounge to take a look to make sure that Mi Li was still sleeping in it and was not woken up before walking over slowly.

"Are you looking for me for something?" I asked straight to the point after concentrating on my thoughts.

The black eyes that were originally looking down at magazines were lifted up, those eyes were black and quiet, as deep as the rocks in the sea.

His legs were crossed casually, and a black suit jacket was draped over the back of the chair.When I looked away, I heard him say: "Sit down." The tone seemed like a director inviting guests.

I raised my eyebrows, is the role reversed?
After sitting down, he was relatively speechless, thinking of the ruthless intention to defeat the reckless man just now, it seems that there is a great way out for his current state.

"Are you always so hasty?"

The sudden question interrupted my distraction, but I don't know where he said this.

He paused and then said: "I encountered a similar situation at the airport the day before yesterday, and it happened again today. It seems that you are always in the situation, but you can't learn to make a reasonable judgment and response."

"Dare to ask," I took a deep breath and said softly, "What is reasonable judgment and response?"

"Measuring the opponent's attack power is the primary judgment. But how much do you think you can bear when a man's fist hits you? Shouldn't the first reaction after measuring the strength of both parties be that you should call the police? No matter how you react, it is worse than your employees. Slow down?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, he replied quietly: "Sir, this is just your subjective opinion, and it doesn't mean that others think the same way."

His black eyes stared intently, and he said, "My name is Zhou Yu."

My heart skipped a beat for those two words.

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject: "I heard from Yang Jing that the new drinks in your shop are good, can you make me a drink?"

After 5 minutes, I delivered the cup to him.

"What's its name?" he asked.

"Lemon Blue Mountain."

That brow furrowed, and his tone was more repulsive: "I don't drink coffee, please help me get another cup."

I glanced at the milky coffee-colored liquid in the cup, "It's not coffee."

The hand with clear fingers picked up the cup to his mouth and took a sip, as if he had tasted the taste in it, and when he looked up again, there was dissatisfaction in his eyes: "It obviously tastes like Blue Mountain."

I replied blankly: "Didn't you say you don't drink coffee, so how do you know the taste of Blue Mountain?"

"Not drinking does not mean that you have never drunk it. It seems that you are not an honest businessman."

After staring at the liquid in the cup for a moment, I stood up, "Whether you are honest or not, come and see how I make drinks."

When I walked to the bar, I saw him follow him, and he really wanted to watch me operate... When I pushed another glass of "Lemon Blue Mountain" onto the bar, he only paused for a moment and took it up to drink.

This time he took two sips, put down his glass and said, "It's just your opportunism."

I raised my eyebrows, turned around and walked to the machine and started mixing again. I tried my best to show him the ingredients. When another cup of drink was delivered to him, I announced my name: "Red Pink Latte."

He glanced down and picked up the glass again.After seeing him take a sip, I asked, "Does it taste like latte? Oh yes, I have to ask if you have ever had a latte before."

"Drink it." He actually answered in a serious manner, and then asked: "Is it because you use this kind of trickery to pretend to be coffee?"

I scratched my hand and nodded, "That's right, as long as customers like it, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Then what kind of coffee is there? Let's have a cup."

In response to his proposal, I put down my glasses instead, "Sorry, it's a small business. We only serve drinks by ordering and paying first, without credit." He raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Then you settle the bill, and come with every drink." How much is a cup? "

Want a cup of each?There are more than twenty flavors in total.

I looked at him with a half-smile, "You are not a spy sent by another family, are you trying to steal my secret recipe? I'm sorry, our store stipulates that a customer can order at most three drinks a day, and today you only have one drink left." planted."

"Three kinds a day? You have quite a lot of rules." After he commented, he said casually: "Then let's have ten more cups of each of these three kinds. There should be no limit to the number of cups, right?"

I narrowed my eyes slightly, "Can you drink it?" Ten cups of each of the three flavors is thirty cups.

He replied to me like this: "You don't have to worry about it."

The card was swiped, plus the two cups I ordered for him on the bar, a total of 32 cups, a total of 480 yuan.

Afterwards, he still deliberately said seriously: "Don't say that I want to steal the secret recipe from your shop, I'll go and sit there now, and tell me after you finish everything. You don't need to open it, just pack it up and take it away."

Looking at the figure walking alone, I couldn't help but have the urge to grind my teeth, he did it on purpose.

Thirty cups of beverages is not too difficult, especially when there are many cups of the same category, they can be made together, but the pre-prepared oolong tea in the tea bucket is not enough, and I have to brew another big bucket.

It is easier to take down the empty barrels, but it is somewhat difficult to send up the full barrels after brewing.Mingzai used to do this work. He is stronger and taller, not as strenuous as mine.

I was about to reach the seat on tiptoe, but suddenly there was a scream from behind me: "Mom!" I shook my hand, and a bucket of oolong tea poured down in front of me. There was a loud bang, and the bar was in a mess... …

"Is it hurt?" Tan Xun's voice was already behind him.

Luckily, I added some cold water to neutralize after boiling water to make half a bucket of oolong tea, otherwise it would not be just a mess in the bar at this time.However, the water temperature is still [-] or [-] degrees, and it still feels hot when splashed on your feet.

The main reason is that the moment the bucket fell, I only had time to take a step back to avoid it, but my right foot was hit straight.

When a bucket weighing dozens of kilograms hit it, the pain was so painful that I couldn't feel it immediately.

But my attention was not here. Mi Li by the door of the lounge witnessed the scene just now and was so frightened that she couldn't speak, tears kept flowing.I shouted anxiously: "Mi Li, mom is fine, don't be afraid."

I wanted to go over to appease the child's emotions, but my right foot hurt so badly that it was difficult to move a step.Turning his head, he yelled at him who was still standing outside the bar: "Go and see the rice grains!"

(End of this chapter)