Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1307

Chapter 1307

Liu Hao caught the person, threw it high into the air, and caught it again: "Oh, Xiao Bingbing, you have become heavier recently, I can't even throw you. Let me see if you have grown taller."

"I've grown up!" Wang Bing giggled very crisply, not afraid at all, hugged Liu Hao's neck, reached out to take off his hat, Liu Hao took off his own hat and put it on his little head, The little guy is so beautiful that his tail is up to the sky.

Wang Xiaoming said, "Mouse, what do you want to eat?"

Liu Hao said: "I don't eat now, I'm still at work, and I'll come back after work later. If you're fine, I'll leave. If someone comes to make trouble, call me."

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Okay, thank you. I'll save some food for you. Come over to eat after work."

"Okay." Liu Hao waved his hands and walked out, and Wang Xiaoming called him again: "Mouse."

Liu Hao stopped and turned to look at him.

Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a while, and then said: "Is there any news about Yang Ming's family?" , not to mention the torment.

Liu Hao said, "Not yet."

Wang Xiaoming expressed his worries: "He can't go on like this forever. He has no household registration and identity, and he is a black man. His health certificate can't help him."

Liu Hao nodded: "Why don't you get a certificate from the village and temporarily transfer your household registration to your home?"

"Is this okay?" Wang Xiaoming asked uncertainly.

Liu Hao said: "Let me help you report this to the leaders of the institute. It is actually quite dangerous for him to behave like this. He does not have a household registration. To put it bluntly, it is also a security risk. If he is registered, it will be more convenient for management."

"That's too much trouble for you." Wang Xiaoming said gratefully.

Liu Hao stretched out his hand and swept Wang Xiaoming's hair: "Which one of us is with whom, don't work too hard, pay attention to rest."

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "I know."

At this time, some guests had already arrived, so Wang Xiaoming hurried back to help.Yang Ming is doing preparations in the kitchen, cleaning and processing the freshly bought vegetables first, the fish and shrimp must be fresh, so naturally they must be cooked and killed immediately, so you can leave it alone, the meat can be cut first, or wait until the cooking time When you are in a hurry, the vegetables can be washed first, and the peeled ones are peeled first.

Wang Xiaoming was cutting vegetables, while Yang Ming was already cooking.The two adults were busy, Wang Bing sneaked into the kitchen, Yang Ming was stirring the pot, the flames blazed up, even the pot was on fire, so scared that Wang Bing yelled: "Ah, ah, It's on fire!"

Wang Xiaoming laughed loudly: "It's okay, Ah Bing, Uncle Yang Ming is cooking, it will be fine."

After Yang Ming finished shaking the pot, he turned off the fire, put the vegetables in the pot into a bowl, and took a moment to look at Wang Bing: "Is it fun?"

Wang Bing's mouth was in an "o" shape, and his eyes showed a look of admiration. Uncle Yang Ming is so powerful that he can actually burn a fire in a pot. His mouth moved, and then he nodded sharply: "It's fun, I want to play too."

Yang Ming glanced at him: "Then grow taller quickly, I'll teach you."

Wang Xiaoming turned to look at Yang Ming, and then laughed. Yang Ming meant to teach Wang Bing how to cook. Wang Xiaoming asked Wang Bing, "Ah Bing, do you want to learn how to cook?"

Wang Bing nodded vigorously: "I must learn!"

Wang Xiaoming hugged him and sat on a chair in the corner of the kitchen: "Sit here, don't walk around, and watch Uncle Yang Ming cook."

"Okay." But Wang Bing didn't see Yang Ming hooking up the fire again after that, because turning the pot upside down is a skill that needs to be stir-fried, and dishes that don't need to be stir-fried don't need to be fried.

Wang Xiaoming felt that if Wang Bing was interested in cooking, he might not be unable to learn how to cook. Being a cook was also a way out. Although it was a little harder, if he could do what Yang Ming did, his life would not be too bad.Wang Xiaoming couldn't help thinking again, what kind of person Yang Ming was before, why he ended up living on his own island, and almost became a beggar.This is really a puzzling and unbearable mystery.This man is a mysterious man.

Business was booming in the evening as usual, because the time of guests coming was not as concentrated as at noon, and the two of them were not as tense and urgent as at noon, and seemed much calmer.

When Wang Xiaoming was chopping vegetables, he also received several phone calls to order food, some for that night and some for tomorrow.He thought to himself that in the future, he might have to ask someone to sit at the front desk to register the cashier and answer calls for ordering food.It's just that the cashier needs a trustworthy person. Generally speaking, the cashier is the boss or the proprietress. I, the boss, have to work in the kitchen. To the boss's wife, it's a mirror image. Who else is more reliable?

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming's thoughts couldn't help running wildly in this direction. He is almost 25 years old. Except for his first love in his youth, he has never had a similar thought since then. He is too poor. Poverty can suppress a person's needs to a minimum. At the lowest level, people will never think about other things except survival.Even though Wang Xiaoming is a young man with full of vigor, he really doesn't have the extra energy to think.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but spit to himself secretly: Bah!Do you have energy now?Besides having a shop, what else?There are hundreds of thousands of debts!Two oil bottles!

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, why did he think of that? Didn't he want to hire a cashier, but what kind of person is reliable.If you have brothers and sisters, that's okay, but now one brother is in the dormitory, the other is in school, and the younger sister has two, but they both left with their mother. They haven't contacted each other for so many years. I don't know if they are doing well. My sister should be 16 years old too.

Yang Ming suddenly said, "Boss, where's the celery?"

Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses: "Oh, wait a minute, the celery hasn't been cut out yet." As soon as he was distracted, his work slowed down.

Yang Ming glanced at him, didn't say anything, took the celery and cut it, and said: "The kitchen needs to hire a side dish worker."

Wang Xiaoming was a little ashamed. He quickly looked at the menu, cut off the ingredients for a dish, and said while busy: "I don't need it for the time being, I can handle it."

Yang Ming glanced at him: "You can't just be a helper forever, you have to learn how to cook. If the business keeps going like this, the two of us will be too busy, and we have to recruit more people."

Wang Xiaoming knew that what Yang Ming said was the truth. Based on the idea of ​​increasing income and reducing expenditure, everything can be saved. In fact, only by rationally allocating manpower can he make more money. People are tired and paralyzed, which is not worth the loss.

At seven or eight o'clock, the business in the store reached its peak, and there was a lot of people upstairs and downstairs.The three waiters and aunts ran without touching the ground, ordering, delivering food, collecting tables, and collecting bowls, climbing up and down, with almost no time to breathe, flushed and panting from exhaustion, at this age , It is really too much.

(End of this chapter)