novelweb Chapter 647 Where are you going?
Chapter 647 Where are you going?
The waitress shook her head and said, "Of course I have to go back to my country. If I stay in this country for a long time, I will have a hard time adapting."
Everyone has his or her own living habits and values.
Not everyone thinks that the moon in foreign countries is round; not everyone thinks that the air in foreign countries is sweet!
"What major did you study? What do you think about the future of our country? I believe that you will become a real elite talent of the country after you return..."
Zhang Haibo poured a cup of tea for his master and drank it slowly himself.
Chatting with this waiter.
The waiter looked at the kitchen and smiled faintly: "Thank you for your encouragement, sir. Please have some tea. I need to go to the kitchen now and help the boss with some work!"
As a part-time worker here, how can I waste time chatting?
Even if the boss doesn't care, it is not right to do so. A real waiter should keep his eyes and ears open and do all the work in the restaurant well.
If you don't do this, you are not a truly qualified waiter.
……
The braised pork was served, along with side dishes and other foods, all of which were placed on the table.
“It tastes great!”
Mr. Du picked up a piece with chopsticks, chewed it twice and swallowed it.
With a satisfied smile on his face, he looked at the boss standing next to him and said, "You are indeed a hidden talent. Haha, you actually wanted us to eat instant noodles before?"
There is no one here, just feed them junk food on purpose.
If you do business like this, you will probably lose all the money you make from selling your pants, right?
Mr. Du began to tease the boss: "Do you think we are hungry and don't deserve to eat braised pork like yours? Or are you too lazy and don't care about the business of this restaurant at all!"
I have never seen anything like this. If it was my own child, I would have taught him a lesson long ago. How could he be so idle?
Boss Li smiled awkwardly: "I'm not in a good mood today. I couldn't sleep last night and I don't have the energy to cook. I won't tell you the main reason. I am very satisfied to hear your praise. If you come here to eat next time, I will give you a 8% discount."
Mr. Du ate the braised pork, then took two chopsticks of side dishes, slowly picked up a meat bun and started eating again.
"Your cooking skills are pretty good, and you seem very sincere. My attitude towards you has changed. With such good skills, why do you specialize in selling ramen? Don't you make money without ramen? Or do they just love instant noodles in this alliance country, and they think instant noodles are ramen?"
This is not impossible, after all, instant noodles are so simple!
As long as the water boils, throw it into the pot, soak and cook for a few minutes and you can start eating.
Boss Li shook his head. "Don't tease me, old man. I usually don't make braised pork. In this case, it's mainly because my cooking skills are not passed on to others. I don't want to attract too many people to eat here because I'm afraid of causing too much trouble! Those people will come to my house to collect protection fees..."
This is actually true. If the business is too prosperous, it is likely to attract the attention of local gangs.
They will collect more protection fees, and then give the extra money to the other party.
The small restaurant is just a waste of time and has no value for money in comparison.
This is what Boss Li said. The most important thing is to protect his own identity and not attract too much attention.
Because he is a Chinese national, he has been very vigilant over the years.
Mr. Du nodded.
"That's not bad. In fact, you don't need too much money, just enough to spend. Too much money is often a disaster. Mountains of gold and silver will be noticed by greedy people. After all, the Alliance was born from bandits."
Boss Li whispered, "Please be merciful, old man. What you whispered to me is actually nothing. It would be a bit bad if those people knew about it!"
Zhang Haibo deliberately asked: "Isn't freedom of speech important here?"
I didn't even dare to speak.
The boss looked up and quickly took a few careful glances outside the door.
Then he lowered his voice and said:
"That's all bullshit. In fact, we Chinese are the most bullied group. We are like a pile of loose sand, with no cohesion, and are often bullied by those white and black people!"
Everyone only cleans up the snow in front of their own door, and does not care about the frost on other people's roofs? They are all trying to protect themselves.
Boss Li was also very angry and wanted to vent. He said, "You two came here from China to travel, why are you dressed like foreigners?"
This is so weird and looks like a foreigner.
Zhang Haibo smiled and said, "It's just makeup for fun. Boss Li, how is your business? I see there aren't many people here. There are only two of us eating here. If this is the case, you must be losing money every day, right?"
Zhang Haibo hit the nail on the head. He looked into Boss Li’s eyes and smiled.
"That's true, actually. Let's just leave it that way. Anyway, the money I earn is enough for me to live on! And most importantly, this house is my own property and I don't have to pay any rent!" Boss Li said with a sigh.
Of course, this is not the case, but now he can only say this to strangers, so there is no need to be too realistic.
Boss Li would always pay more attention to people from China, and he felt that Zhang Haibo looked somewhat familiar.
For some unknown reason, I felt as if I had seen it somewhere before, but the feeling flashed through my mind.
In fact, he had seen the photo, but his impression of it was a bit blurry and he did not recognize that Zhang Haibo was the minister, so he just looked at him a few more times.
Then he let the matter go and quickly went back to work in the kitchen.
Soon, Zhang Haibo and his master had their fill, and after paying the bill they went for a stroll on the street.
This is in a famous city, on an important tourist street.
Before, the two of them were traveling in the countryside, and only came to this big city yesterday. The first place they entered was Chinatown here, wanting to see if there was anything going on.
When Chinese people live in foreign countries, they often form Chinatown-like living arrangements, which is a form of group warmth.
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The night is colorful.
Zhang Haibo and his master found a five-star hotel to stay in.
The room was luxuriously equipped. After taking a quick shower, we all went to bed. The past two days had been quite tiring.
I have been to many places, traveling in ordinary villages and towns for a few days, and then came to this big city.
The night in a big city is colorful and sparkling with all kinds of colors. It can be said that the big cities of the Confederacy are cities that never sleep.
Even in the early morning, there were still many people wandering the streets.
Good guys don't dare to go out at night, but bad guys come out freely, committing murders and robberies, and are very arrogant.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Haibo woke up, quickly got dressed and walked out the door.
Although his movements were very light, they still alarmed the master.
"Haibo, where are you going?"
Mr. Du opened the door with a smile on his face, wearing comfortable pajamas.