The Origin of Arcane

Chapter 76 A Different Restaurant



When a person is very hungry, it doesn't matter whether he is reserved or not, and he loses face. The young waiter Aile just turned around and disappeared, and the bowl of salty soup went into his stomach already.

Until the end of the meal, I didn't taste what the salty soup was made of. I just felt that it tasted good, and I actually tasted the taste of diced meat in it. This made Wendell secretly regret it. He knew that he should drink it slowly.

He hasn't tasted meat for almost two months. The owner of this house is really a prodigal son. He just takes care of the waiter's food, and even the waiter's meal contains meat. This is something that the waiters of the lords and aristocrats don't have. treatment.

After eating a bowl of salty soup, not only did it not satisfy the hunger, but it made the rumbling stomach grow louder, as if the whole stomach was mingled into a ball.

But Ailer didn't lie to him, the food came out really fast, not long after he put down the pickled vegetable soup, the young waiter Ailer came back like a gust of wind, holding a wooden tray in his hand, and called Said, A big bowl of noodles, take your time.

It was only then that Wendell remembered that he had no idea what a big bowl of noodles was.

big bowl.

The bowl is really big. The heavy wooden bowl is three times bigger than an adult's head, with a big belly and a high rim. Even if it holds water, it can hold three or four pounds. It is indeed worthy of the name of a big bowl.

The white and yellow thin strips inside should be the so-called noodles.

Half water and half noodles, with a layer of thick oily flowers floating on it, three or five black dried vegetables, two thin slices of meat, with a strong aroma, drilled straight into Wendell's nose.

At this time, Wendell felt the cold behind him, and a group of people who huh-huh-la-la pushed the door and came in first, Waiter, come eight bowls of big bowls of noodles, hurry up, waiting to go to work, how many? Put less soup on the noodles, more oil and water, I am here to bring you new customers, if you fool me and lose my face, don't blame me for not paying for the meal.

Mr. is really good at joking. We treat old and new customers alike. Eight big bowls of noodles. Put more noodles and less soup. There must be enough oil and water. New and old customers come together.

The young waiter Ailer responded brightly again and again, pushing a dish of food in front of Wendell as if by magic, and said in a low voice, Sir, you eat first, and I will greet you over there. This is our guy himself The salted beans are not a good thing, but they are good for dinner.

Go to work, don't worry about me. Wendell felt numb in his heart. This time, he couldn't deceive himself. It wasn't the fireplace that really warmed him, but this seemingly insignificant favor.

There are not many salt beans in the small dish, only thirty or forty grains, I am afraid that it is the limit of what the other party can do, and they are taking great risks. No boss likes to eat waiters who are inside and outside. Wendell changed hands, He poured the salt beans into his big bowl of noodles.

It's made by mixing wheat flour and barley flour. Wendell used to run a store related to food, and as soon as he ate it, he tasted the materials used for the slender things.

The taste is not perfect, it is a little rough, it should be caused by barley flour, but considering the price of two coppers, it is quite normal, if it is all made of wheat flour, even if the grain price is normal, it will have to Live and die.

The taste of the soup was excellent, especially the dried vegetables and thin slices of meat, Wendell was reluctant to eat it.

During this period, the young waiter Aile passed by him again, and a big bone the size of a fist fell silently into his big bowl. Del's tears could no longer be restrained from rolling down.

After gnawing the bone clean, Wendell carefully put it in his pocket, unwilling to cause any trouble to the young waiter.

The business of this restaurant is really good. When Wendell finished eating, three or four groups of customers came one after another. Most of them were regular customers, and most of them asked for big bowls of noodles. Occasionally, if they had a good appetite, they would add more. A huge coarse-grain steamed bun with two coppers.

It wasn't until Wendell got up and left to pay that Ayler, who was too busy to touch the ground, pulled away again and said with a smile, Sir, how's the food?

This is the best breakfast I've ever had. Wendell said solemnly, this is not a lie, this is indeed the best breakfast he had in his lifetime, no matter the favor or the meal.

Let all diners eat well is our biggest purpose. If you feel good, sir, come again when you are free. It is impossible to save you a copper, but it will definitely make you full and eat well.

The young waiter had a never-ending smile on his face, which added a lot to his not-so-good-looking face.

Yes! Wendell nodded, and asked in a strange way, You don't hate me?

Hate you? Why hate you?

The young waiter Aile was taken aback for a moment, but immediately realized that his smile was even brighter.

I started working as a waiter at the age of seven, and it has been eleven years now. I have followed eight bosses if not ten. Except for the current boss, you are the kindest and kindest boss I have ever seen. You are not stingy with others. People who love you, how can you treat your own people badly? If your store is not sustainable, I believe you will not go to the point of dismissing me. I really hate it, but it is not the husband who hates me, but this world.

Elle hesitated for a moment and continued.

If you don't feel ashamed, sir, you can let your child apply for a waiter here. Sir, I have also seen that the business here is generally good, but the manpower is not enough, and the salary is not high. It is only seven or eight coppers a day. It looks like it, but there are two meals a day, morning and evening, if there are leftovers in the evening, the boss doesn’t mind if we take them home, if you want, I can help to mention it to the boss.”

Thank you. This word is what Wendell said the most today. Apart from this word, he really doesn't know how to express his feelings, I will think about it.

Ever since he left the restaurant, Wendell has been in a daze. He doesn't remember how he went to work. What keeps coming back to his mind is Aile's proposal. As a neighbor across the street, the restaurant recruitment service How could Wendell not know what happened.

He had thought the same thing three weeks ago, but there was a threshold in his heart that he couldn't get over. The owner of the medical center and restaurant was an Andesian.

Although there are more and more Andes people who have gained freedom through various means in the capital, there are more Andes people who exist as slaves. The concept formed over a long time will not be able to change in a short time.

What's more, Man Yu's army leader had just had a head-on conflict with the Andes. Many people attributed the general's turmoil to the Andes, and their attitude towards the Andes became even worse. As a result, Inspire more contradictions and crimes.

Working for an Andisian, if the name spreads, it will definitely make people laugh.

The whole social atmosphere is like this, Wendell is in it, so naturally he can't get rid of it.

What's the point of being laughed at when survival is an issue?

The black flint that I dug up by myself was finally sold to the Andis people. Isn't it the same as working for the Andis people in disguise?

Let the boss and the second try it tonight, the half-children will eat me to death, as long as the food problem of these two boys is solved, even if there is no wages, their life will be much easier.

After the thought was clear, Wendell felt a lot more relaxed. At the same time, he also felt that the two coppers spent in the morning were worth it. In the past, at this point, his stomach was rumbling from hunger, but today he is much more peaceful. He tightened his belt and persisted. By dinner, absolutely fine.

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After Wendell left, the restaurant entered the first busy phase of the day.

Most of the people who came were working-class people like Wendell, and most of them were familiar faces. Even if there were occasional new faces, they were brought by acquaintances, and most of them came for big bowls of noodles and coarse-grain steamed buns.

Obviously tasted the sweetness, the taste is not bad, even the soup with water, even if you have a big appetite, a large bowl of noodles and two coarse-grain steamed buns can support your stomach, and three coppers can support a day of high-intensity labor , or a relatively cost-effective deal.

Aile, the boss is calling you. Another young waiter called out loudly.

Understood, thank you, come right away. Aile quickly gave the food in his hand to the guests, Sorondo, please greet me, here are four large bowls of noodles, four coarse-grain steamed buns, and a plate of salt Beans, regular customers, please have enough.

Okay, come right away. The young waiter named Saurondo responded.

Ailer wiped his hands and feet before going upstairs, and carefully checked his clothes to make sure he was tidy. His new boss has very strict requirements on hygiene.

In his original words, In the catering industry, in addition to being honest and generous, the necessary hygiene is also important. This will reduce the spread of epidemics. If you want to do it here, you must be diligent in your hands and feet. Personal hygiene must be maintained. Faced with A dirty waiter, how can diners have appetite?

Aile, who has been working as a waiter since he was a child, knows that as long as it is said by his boss, every word should be regarded as a wise saying, and obeying every rule set by the boss is a necessary condition for long-term work.

The world is difficult, it is not easy to find a good job, and it is even more difficult to find a job that suits you. Ailer cherishes this job that suits him very much and strives to do his best.

Ailer felt uneasy, wondering why the boss called him. He has been here for almost two weeks, but he can count the number of times he has seen the boss with one slap, and he has never seen the boss's dog so many times.

Ailer's impression of the boss is only that he is a young man, a young Andesian, and he can't tell the specific face. After all, every time he meets, he passes by in a hurry, including the time he hired himself. When I came to recommend myself, the other party didn't even look up, and just said stay and try!

The only thing that impressed me deeply was the other party's eyes, like the stars in the sky, there was nothing to hide in front of them.

Unlike most people, Ayler does not have much prejudice against the Andes, which may be related to a quarter of the Andes blood, and lived in a slum since childhood, surrounded by many Andes related to people.

Except for a little difference in appearance, there is no difference in other places from Manyok people. They can also cry, laugh, be sad, be angry, and worry.

It is undeniable that there are some villains among the Andes people who do evil, but generally speaking, most of them are kind people. Isn't it the same for the Manyu people?

In fact, there are not a few murderers among Manyu people.


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