Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 311: The Twisting Weapon, Xu Banshan

The few people who had been making the most noise outside just now looked at each other, and each wanted the other to speak first.

But no one is a fool, and everyone understands the principle that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot.

Then he started ordering dishes in a strange way.

Most of these people had never eaten in a restaurant, so they were confused when looking at the menu.

Other restaurants will write the names of the dishes on the menu, such as braised pork, Dongpo pork, fried chicken...

The menu on this restaurant lists potatoes, tomatoes, celery, cucumbers, cabbage, tofu...chicken, beef, lamb...

I searched for a long time but couldn't find a name.

Qiufen looked at everyone dumbfounded, pretending to be shocked, "Sir, do you not want to eat home-cooked food today? This list is for home-cooked food. If you want to eat hot pot, I'll get you a hot pot list."

Naturally, no one wanted to be humiliated at this moment, and many people nodded.

"I told you, this isn't a hotpot menu, I'm still a little confused."

"Oh, I haven't eaten hotpot for a long time. I forgot the hotpot menu. I thought this was your newly updated menu."

There are quite a few similar remarks that are made in an attempt to save one's reputation.

I just smiled during the Autumnal Equinox, feeling a bit gloating.

These ignorant country bumpkins dare to act like a spoiled child in front of the young lady.

Qiufen quickly brought the hot pot menu and handed it to the first person who said he wanted to eat hot pot.

The man was also dumbfounded when he saw the list.

The tomato hot pot base is understandable, but what is pig stomach and chicken? What is golden soup? What is vanilla sour soup? What is beef oil spicy? And what about this special beef stomach hot pot? It sounds weird.

Since I have never eaten it before, it seems a little unbelievable now.

The man could only order a tomato soup base that he understood. To be on the safe side, he didn't dare to try anything he had never heard of.

The man looked at the names of many vegetables below, such as bamboo shoots and potatoes, which looked unappetizing.

I looked at the meat again. Although pork was not expensive, there was very little pork. Most of the meat was beef, mutton and chicken.

But beef and mutton are expensive, and I don’t really want to eat chicken.

What's more, we didn't come here to eat, so just ordering a hotpot base as a token of our appreciation would be enough.

The man handed the menu back to Qiufen.

Qiufen looked at the list, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled, "Okay, thank you, sir. Please wait a moment, I will serve it to you right away."

Not long after, the Autumnal Equinox and Rain Water came out with a pot.

"Sir, please come in. This is the tomato hotpot you ordered."

Unexpectedly, the man looked at the bottom of the pot, waited for another half an hour, and when the food did not come, he suddenly got angry.

"You guys are really good at putting on airs. It's been so long, where is my food?" He said this with full confidence, as if he was cheated by the restaurant.

An Qiao just sat in front of the counter and watched, and really ignored their dirty talk.

On the stage, Xu Banshan was ready to tell a story.

I don’t know if it’s because Kyoto restaurants are often involved in some false charges, but for Xu Banshan’s safety, An Qiao directly built a small table for him.

At least he was a little taller than the guests, so even if a fight broke out, Xu Banshan would have a place to dodge.

"Sir, what you ordered is the tomato hotpot, and there is no vegetable." Qiufen said with his head down, trying to hold back his laughter.

"What do you mean it's just a base? What is a base? It's just this pot of soup? You're charging me 8 cents for this pot of soup." The customer was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared. He thought he ordered something pretty good, at least it was presentable.

But who knew it was just a pot of soup without any vegetables. At this moment, it was not about the price, but rather, it was somewhat embarrassing.

"Sir, this 8 cents hotpot base can be refilled continuously, so you can sit here from morning to night." Qiufen responded immediately, "You country bumpkin, you have never eaten hotpot, why are you pretending to be here?"

Many people nearby wanted to laugh out loud. This person was too narrow-minded.

The man's face turned red. "Why didn't you explain it clearly just now? Hurry up and bring the menu. It's not like I can't afford it."

Qiufen responded and went to get the menu. Many people nearby had never eaten hotpot before, but someone had already made a fool of themselves, so when it was their turn to order, everyone knew how to order.

After such a commotion, almost everyone felt that the first bird to stick its head out would be shot, and they dared not stand up and fight back.

Xu Banshan was very good at reading people's expressions. Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on the menu, no one dared to act rashly.

He used the paperweight on the table to look at the table and said, "Welcome to Kyoto Restaurant. The story I want to tell you today is a very sad story. Please listen to me while you eat."

This was Xu Banshan's opening remarks. An Qiao knew that he had already made up the story and felt that every profession has its specialties.

In fact, in addition to these troublemakers, many regular customers came in one after another. Looking at the strange atmosphere in the restaurant, they were confused for a moment, but when they saw Xu Banshan's attitude, they were afraid that there would be some exciting stories to hear today, so they were reluctant to leave.

An Qiao silently brewed a cup of tea. She was actually quite curious about what kind of story Xu Banshan would make up for her.

Listening to Xu Banshan's story, it was a bit tear-jerking. Xu Banshan even added some mysteries about his life experience, such as where his biological mother was and the pawned butterfly hairpin.

Anyway, every word and sentence forms a sharp contrast with Anle's article.

An Qiao just felt that it was really great to meet these people. It was obvious from one look that Xu Banshan had studied An Le's articles seriously.

In just one or two hours, he finished researching the article and wrote such a brilliant story.

He is indeed a genius.

At this moment, many diners in the restaurant have forgotten the purpose of their visit today. Compared with the article full of complaints, Xu Banshan's story has been widely circulated and told in an exquisite manner.

In addition, certain key points are deliberately highlighted, which makes the heroine of this story appear extremely pitiful.

But his younger brother and stepmother are the most unforgivable.

What's more, this version of the story also adds a lot of stories about the mother and son who ignored their husband and father and were determined to drive the heroine away, which led to the husband's death.

Later in the story, Xu Banshan described a daily scene in the restaurant, which made everyone laugh.

Finally, he said, "The story ends, but life does not. Only by speaking and doing things according to conscience can you achieve eternity."

The audience immediately burst into applause. Those few who had deliberately come in to cause trouble had already left the restaurant at some point, probably because they were afraid of bringing shame upon themselves.

An Qiao was very satisfied, and as usual, she rewarded Xu Banshan with a few ingots of silver, "He is indeed a genius."