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He went down and had a face-to-face meeting with everyone. Grandma was stunned for a moment before she said pleasantly, "Rui Zai is back? Come sit down and eat!"

Khaki smiled wildly and nodded: "Just came back, someone came in from the back door—Grandma, don't move, I'll take the bowl myself."

The cousin hurriedly stood up and took the bowls and chopsticks for him: "Third brother!"

"Yeah." The khaki man sat down at the table and asked with a smile, "School is on holiday?"

"Yes, I just finished the exam and came back early. I just arrived this morning... Do you want some soup or porridge first?"

"Have some soup." The khaki wild greeted the neighbors, and finally bowed slightly to the thin man sitting in the main seat, and called softly: "Uncle, I haven't seen you for a while."

"..." The skinny uncle took a sip of his wine, smacked his lips, and looked up and down the khaki wild man with strange eyes.

In the end, he sneered and didn't answer his nephew's greetings. He turned his head and continued to brag to his neighbors about how much he had seen with a certain boss when he was young: "Those ghosts were really rich back then. On the Xiangjiang side, he—"

"Have Ruizai finished his studies?" The neighbor uncle interrupted the skinny uncle with a smile, and turned to ask about Khaki's wild recent situation: "I remember you are going to graduate, right?"

"Well, I have an internship in my senior year, and I will graduate in half a year."

"Oh, do you have a girlfriend?"

"There will be. Let's work first. Why do you call yourself home if you don't succeed in your career?"

Speaking wildly in Khaki, his eyes glanced at the unsealed bottle of Moutai, then he frowned slightly, and glanced at the wine rack not far away.

There were several bottles of wine that my father had put on it, but the boxes had been opened, and this was one of the bottles.

"You haven't accomplished your career... You young people, if you want me to say that you have never seen the world, what career can you do?" The skinny uncle waved his hand, picked up his glass and drank it down: "Like your second brother, a college student Don’t think too highly of yourself, your second brother has all the skills he learned in society, and now he is doing Nicaean black coins, and the rebates are very high, do you know that? You can earn more than ten times in three years, it’s very profitable—”

Calmly took a sip of the soup, the khaki color wildly smacked his lips, put down the bowl and said with a smile: "Okay, when the second brother comes back, I'll ask him."

"Hey...Although you don't know your surname after reading a few books, and you haven't called for a gift to visit your uncle for so long, but I... hiccup... I still don't think you're stupid, Much better than your father... There are girlfriends and so on, you can just find one and you're done, go to college, there are so many female college students in college, how many of you won't you find?"

"...That's a classmate, too casual is not good for everyone."

"Classmates—what's wrong with classmates? It's easy to start with acquaintances. You are still too young. Do you know that after you enter the society, you are nothing? You still have at least a few so-called classmates in school... Sigh, count Forget it, you still don’t understand.”

Khaki Wild just smiled and didn't respond.

I really don't want the eldest lady and the others to see my so-called family...

PS: The official treatment started today, but why did the doctor insist on poking me for toothache before asking me to get anesthesia?Can't you take it from the very beginning?

And that sizzling feeling is too scary...

PS2: Code with peace of mind tomorrow, I hope the teeth will not hurt as soon as possible (pray

Chapter 768 0753-Crazy———

2019, December 1, sunny.

Tanghuangyuan’s own hotel provides morning tea service. The restaurant here is at the end of the year, so it’s not crowded with people, but there are a few more guests than normal—the hall outside is full of shouts, Mixed with the smell of carbon dioxide several degrees higher than the outside temperature and the smell of food and smoke mixed in it.

"It's more lively than the hotels in Dongshan City." Spicy Chicken Silk looked at the scene outside through the partition of the VIP room, very curious: "These people seem to be locals, why do they come to stay in the hotel? "

"It's not staying in a hotel, it's drinking morning tea." Brother Qiang skillfully ironed the cups and bowls and chopsticks—full of the style of the southerners.

The two of them, Wai Nuo Ren, learned Cantonese for several years without knowing it.

A person who is accustomed to learning from the south, ironing dishes and chopsticks is a regional life difference caused by the vast land and resources of the Republic. Even the people of the country are not very familiar with the north of the Yangtze River, but Brother Qiang does it very naturally.

Spicy Chicken Silk had never seen this kind of behavior before, she looked away and looked around: "What are you doing?"

"A pre-meal prayer ceremony popular in the south of the Republic, similar to the one that prays to God to give us food. The people of the Republic believe that this practice can effectively kill bacteria on the tableware through high temperature, making everyone eat more clean and happy."

"Oh! As expected of a pragmatic republic, even the prayers before meals are so meticulous..."

Spicy Chicken Shreds felt that he understood, and nodded repeatedly.

Lianhua sitting next to her didn't speak, she drank tea with a slightly subtle expression, feeling that she had nothing to say for a while.

Aliya's ears trembled slightly, and she turned her attention back: "You actually need money for tea?"

She has lived in Dongshan City for too long. Compared with Dongshan City, the service industry concept is closer to the simplicity and efficiency of the modern service industry. The service itself comes with some additional items—for example, napkins in small restaurants are free. Yes, the tea between the banquets is free, and the rice during the dinner is calculated as a whole.

But here in Tianyang City, there is a slight difference. Tea costs money, napkins cost money, and even rice is calculated separately for each small bowl. The item sounds very trivial.

Spicy Chicken Shreds didn't care about this: "Your republic doesn't accept tips, so it's normal to settle accounts in other places."

"How much do you generally tip?" Aliya just mentioned the trivial details of the charging items here, without any further meaning, but became curious about the so-called tipping issue in Millican - she hadn't been to Millican yet.

"I don't know much about fast food restaurants and the like, but if it's a restaurant, they will generally give you a suggestion on the bill, generally between 10% and 20%. You can see whether the attitude of the waiter is satisfied. If you are satisfied You can give more, if you are not satisfied, you can give less.”

Speaking of this, Spicy Chicken shrugged: "But these rules are actually to fool tourists and foreigners. Generally, we give an intermediate value of 15%. If you are satisfied with the service of the waiters, you can give a lot. If you are not satisfied, you can directly complain to the restaurant manager, and you will not be paid any money."

In fact, she didn't do this kind of shoulder shrugging often, because for her status, this kind of gesture seemed very impolite, but no one restrained her here, so this 11-year-old girl who still wets the bed is getting more and more serious. Let go of yourself like a real young man from Millikin.

"Oh! If you give it, it's the kind of movie that puts money on the table, right?"

"Well, this is the default, but now that mobile payment is popular, many restaurants have a special tip on their bills. After filling it out, it will be deducted directly from the bank card - when you eat with us, you have to remember the restaurant's tip. The marked price is not equal to the final price, one is the issue of tips, and the other is that there is no tax increase, only tax and death are eternal in Millican...but you don’t need to worry about these because of your status.”

"Fast food restaurants don't require tips." Weeping Maomaotou added softly: "In addition, there are restaurants that fill in the amount of service charges in advance by default, and those service charges are considered as tips."

"It sounds really inconvenient." Alicia shook her head: "I won't go to Millikin in the future, I won't be able to have fun."

"Hey - don't!" Spicy Chicken Shred was anxious when he heard this: "This kind of thing is very normal! Is it so uncomfortable?"

"It's too troublesome. Besides, won't such words cause disputes during salary settlement?"

"No, the wages of the waiters are very low, and some restaurants don't even have a basic salary, and they all rely on the tips from the customers." Spicy Chicken Silk thinks this is normal: "Compared to this, I think Your Republic requires the service staff to have a good attitude, and you don’t give them extra income, this is the problem.”

"It's just a matter of habit."

While everyone was talking, a lady waitress from a restaurant came in pushing a dining cart for morning tea, which was full of steamers, still steaming out: "What would you like to eat?"

"Give me a copy of all of them. I will call you again if necessary, thank you." Spicy Chicken Shredded raised her hand, and the crying cat Maotou, who was sitting next to her and eating peanuts, took it out of her pocket and took it out. A brand new hundred-dollar bill was placed between her fingers.

Then Spicy Chicken Silk handed the money to the waitress: "You deserve it."

Then she saw that the waitress was in a tangled expression, she bit her lip and looked at the large group of people present, especially the muscular sister Gui Aige with a tower-like figure, she lowered her voice and answered timidly Said: "Holding, I'm sorry, guest, if you have all breakfast today, 100 yuan... is not enough to pay the bill..."

"..."

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When the khaki wild and dusty came, everyone had already started eating.

Spicy chicken shreds, who had been in a predicament before, tasted the chef's craftsmanship here, and there was nothing to criticize in his demeanor, and he didn't seem to be humiliated by the reaction of the previous waitress - she just bit down on the food The strength is a little too hard.

"Normal." She said so, and stuffed a shrimp dumpling into her mouth: "It feels normal."

"Otherwise?" Brother Qiang asked back: "You want to meet the young master chef in an ordinary hotel? Do you have some misunderstandings about the chefs on the Republic side?"

"I don't care, anyway, you brag all day long that the chefs in your country are very good at cooking, but you haven't convinced me." Spicy chicken wiped his mouth with a napkin, raised his hand and called the waiter next to him: "Call yours!" The chef is here."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and two large bags were held in wild khaki hands, which contained white disposable lunch boxes: "Wow, you all started eating, don't you wait for me?"

He smiled like this, and put down the lunch box: "Come on, try this—the famous snack here in Tianyang, you can just call it vermicelli, if you don't order this in Tianyang, it will be nothing."

Looking at the opened lunch box, Spicy Chicken frowned slightly: "I ate this just now."

"It's different. There are no authentic old shops in the hotel. The beef brisket sauce in this shop is super good." Khaki Wild brought out the vermicelli rolls and the special beef brisket noodles in soup, and invited everyone to eat together.

"The taste is not bad..." The spicy chicken shreds tasted the vermicelli, and squinted its eyes after thinking about it: "It is indeed better than the hotel's."

"Because the hotel's morning tea needs to be supplied in large quantities, it is prepared early and kept warm. Of course, there is no problem with hygiene, but in terms of freshness, it may not be as fresh as some familiar old shops."

Khaki wildly and cheerfully distributed meals to everyone, just at this time someone pushed the door in again - the person who came was not a chef, nor an acquaintance, but a lobby manager.

Spicy Chicken Shredded previously asked the waiter to call the chef over, but there are very few chefs in the Republic who are in the back kitchen, so the waiter took it for granted that there was something wrong with the meal and went straight to the lobby manager.

The waitress lady didn't know the identities of these people, but the spicy chicken shreds was a crooked nut anyway, and she was very caring about it for a big tip.

The lobby manager belongs to the more caring kind - the other party has booked an entire floor of the hotel, and the room fee alone costs five figures every night, which is really a big deal.

As a result, the lobby manager saw the scattered disposable lunch boxes on the table as soon as he entered the door, and his expression was somewhat froze: "Guests... I'm sorry, we don't allow you to bring your own food, if there is any accident due to food hygiene issues , it will be very difficult for us, please understand.”

In today's hotel and catering industry, it is generally forbidden to bring your own drinks or even food. Although it seems to be an overlord clause, in terms of the hotel's contractual obligations, there is no problem - even if you go to the Supreme Court, you will have no problem. There are winners and losers, and the key to victory is whether the hotel informs the customers.

If it has been clearly marked and the customer has been reminded, then the two parties have actually signed a catering service contract by default, and both parties must perform their obligations.

The hotels that lost the lawsuit basically did not inform the customers of the contract, but forcibly charged a corkage fee of half the price of the drink, which made those who specially brought homemade snacks or private collection of good wine to the dinner party The customer is very aggrieved, and legally it is a real violation of the consumer's right to know. Therefore, for those who have not said anything before and have not seen the sign, and they will directly ask for more money when they see it without reminding them, it is basically a one-time accusation. .

Although the hotel is also quite wronged - they rely on this to make money, drinks and so on are the big ones, what do they earn if they bring their own?

A bigger trouble is if something goes wrong with the food, who is to blame?

But just when Spicy Chicken Silk was about to say something, the lobby manager turned his head and saw the khaki-colored wild side face. He was slightly taken aback, and then smiled: "So it's Shao Rui's guest, so it's okay—— Is Master Rui satisfied with his meal?"

Khaki Kuangfang chatted with the other party very familiarly for a while, and there was nothing wrong with the scene. Spicy Chicken Shredded was busy eating beef brisket noodles and didn't care about asking the chef to introduce the meal.

When the lobby manager went out, everyone focused their attention on the khaki wild body, looking like he caught your sore feet.

"Young Master Rui...tsk tsk, what an ordinary family." Strong brother was amazed, and stuffed a piece of taro cake into his mouth: "It's hidden very deep."

Aliya slapped the table: "Young Master Rui! You still say you don't know martial arts! Are you going to say that you are born with supernatural power?"

Not only did the wild khaki color not have much intention of joking with them, but he was a little lonely. Finally, he held up his teacup helplessly to cover his expression, and said softly, "It's not what you think..."

"What's that like?" Spicy Chicken Shreds raised his head: "I don't want to hear your one-sided explanation, you have to show me some evidence."

"...it's not an interesting story."

Khaki thought wildly for a while, put down his teacup, and talked about the past.

The banker itself is not a particularly powerful family. If you have to say it, the banker in the early days can probably be regarded as a local gentry.

Just like the Ye family in the movie "Ip Man", after all, in that era, it was common for people to be poor and wealthy, and people who couldn't eat three meals a day didn't have enough physical ability even if they learned a few hand skills To support the load of display, not to mention that in that era when education was expensive, most of the people who could afford martial arts masters were those with spare money. I went to sign up for a physical fitness class like taekwondo or something like that.

And it is even more unrealistic to be able to cultivate a generation of heros like Mr. Zhuang who has enough food or personal talent. Apart from having to bear the loss of a middle-aged man who does not work hard, he also has to work hard to think about it. The loss of martial arts skills, in the end, can afford the treatment of its own injuries caused by bravery and fighting, as well as the associated compensation at the social level.

These things are money every minute and every second, so it seems biased for Khaki Wild to say that his family had no money and no background at the beginning, but it is true that those wealth have not been inherited - in the era of war and chaos, Shenzhou was almost sinking, and went out to travel the rivers and lakes The old Mr. Zhuang had no intention of amassing wealth, and his huge family fell apart because of the turmoil of the times.

The exact memories of Khaki's wildness actually started when his father's generation had memories.

It is true that Mr. Zhuang is a hero, but it does not mean that a hero should be a good man, a good husband, and a good father——Mr. Zhuang had a three-bedroom wife at the beginning, and these three-bedroom wives were directly three sisters. The eldest lady of Yang Chunshui, and jointly marry him.

Later, the wild khaki-colored grandma and the second grandma passed away early, and left no children, leaving only the third grandma.

At that time, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the third grandmother gave birth to six children for the old man in one go, and all of them were boys.