Testing dishes, ordering menus, confirming the division of labor, and all subsequent procedures went smoothly. With two old guests, Li Dacheng and Zhong Mingli, and newcomers, all the details that needed to be paid attention to were basically explained to everyone.
Xi Ruan's position naturally became that of waiter and front desk, responsible for guiding guests, ordering dishes and cashiering. Zhao Xingang's cold dishes were relatively simple, so he was also responsible for passing the dishes, and helped Xi Ruan share the business the rest of the time.
Others are mainly responsible for the bustling kitchen.
There are a total of 11 tables in the restaurant, which can accommodate 48 people for dining at the same time, which is a bit stressful for amateurs like them.
But fortunately, they only operate dinner. The program team has also upgraded the equipment. All dishes are ordered with an ordering device. After Xi Ruan orders, the screen in the kitchen will display and broadcast the table number. Whatever dish you want, you can just check it on another screen after cooking it, which saves a big step.
The night in Country F is very quiet. Everyone has finished working in the restaurant and returned to the B&B to rest early, but the hall that should be empty is still brightly lit.
"Then if they ask me if I have any discounts, how should I answer?"
"Just say..."
"If they are allergic to something, tell me, What would you say?"
"I usually use I'mallergictosth..."
Zhao Xingang sat at the dining table and wrote furiously, asking Xi Ruan questions constantly, trying to improve his English.
The two people will also simulate a conversation. Xi Ruan pretends to be a guest and asks some questions that the guests may ask. Zhao Xingang remembers and answers.
"vinegar, soysauce, chilli..." Zhao Xingang read it in a low voice and scratched the back of his head irritably.
I have returned all the English I learned to the teacher, but now I have to make up for it, otherwise when I work as a waiter, I will not be able to understand what others are saying, and it is a waste of time to use a translator to go back and forth.
Fortunately, there are not many commonly used words in the restaurant, and his basic skills are pretty good. If he brushes up on it tomorrow, he should be almost there.
Zhao Xingang raised his eyes and looked at the clock in the living room, only to realize that it was almost eleven o'clock.
"It's so late!? You should go back to your room and rest!" Zhao Xingang hurriedly packed his things, for fear of delaying Xi Ruan for another minute.
"Girls should sleep more and not stay up late, otherwise it will be bad for the skin." He muttered as he stood up.
Xi Ruan smiled, said "Okay", and asked him to rest early before getting up and going upstairs.
Zhao Xingang looked at Xi Ruan’s back and suddenly felt quite embarrassed.
In the afternoon, he showed off most of his pot of taro paste, and in the evening he let him tutor him for a long time. In the end, he sent him back without saying anything, as if he was chasing him away, and it seemed like he was taking it for granted.
But how should I thank others?
He looked around with some embarrassment, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he had an idea.
In the room upstairs.
As soon as Xi Ruan came back, he stretched himself and yawned lightly.
"A little tired..." She threw herself on the bed and lay quietly for a while before getting up again.
“I won’t study today. I haven’t fully adapted to the jet lag yet. I’m not in good condition and my study efficiency is not very high.”
The girl said to herself, picked up the hairpin on the bedside table, While putting it on his head, he walked toward the camera in the room.
"Okay~ Today is over here, good night everyone~ Night owls, please go to bed early~"
She smiled and waved to the camera gently, reflected in the dim light Below, the girl felt as warm as an elf in the dark night.
The night owls in the live broadcast room obsessively raised their hands to say goodbye to her, intoxicated by the sweetness of being called "baby" by her. Then the screen went black and the camera was covered.
Netizens reluctantly posted [Good night] [Ruan Ruan good night] on the barrage to say goodbye to her and prepare to exit the live broadcast room.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, which instantly made everyone pause.
【What's wrong? What's wrong? Who is knocking on the door! ? 】
【It scared me to death. I thought the door to my room was ringing. It scared me! 】
【Someone is knocking on Ruan Ruan’s door! ! What a plot! ? 】
Everyone was talking a lot, and then they heard Xi Ruan’s footsteps, and then she asked softly:
“Who is it?”
“It’s me, Zhao Xingang. "The big boy's low voice came from outside, as if he was afraid of disturbing others.
Xi Ruan blinked doubtfully and opened the door cautiously.
Zhao Xingang, who was standing outside the door, immediately saw the little head peeking out from the crack in the door. There were still drops of water on the girl's face, and she was apparently interrupted by him while washing.
Zhao Xingang smiled sheepishly. After Xi Ruan confirmed that it was Zhao Xingang, he opened the door generously.
“Is there something else that I don’t understand?”
Xi Ruan thought that he still had questions that he didn’t understand, so he came to ask her specifically.
Zhao Xingang touched the back of his head and stretched out a hand behind his back.
"Well, I'm here to deliver milk to you. Drink it and sleep better. I really trouble you today. Thank you."
Xi Ruan looked down at his hand. He took the glass happily and smiled at him.
"Thank you~ It's nothing actually." Xi Ruan held the cup and found that the milk was actually hot. Zhao Xingang was quite attentive.
Her smile couldn't help but become more genuine, and she said softly: "You should rest quickly, we will be busy tomorrow."
After saying that, Xi Ruan stood there waiting for Zhao Xingang to leave.
However, Zhao Xingang did not move.
She stared and found that Zhao Xingang was in a daze, which made her feel a little strange.
"Zhao Xingang?" she called.
Zhao Xingang suddenly came back to his senses. When he saw Xi Ruan's confused eyes, he realized that he was looking at her blankly just now, which was very rude.
"Ah! Hug, sorry!" His heart beat suddenly, trying hard to explain clearly so that the other party would not think too much, "I may be too sleepy, and you... you go to sleep quickly, good night! "
He stood in the corridor helplessly, his hands covered with sweat.
Xi Ruan didn't pay much attention to what he said. He nodded and said "see you tomorrow" and closed the door.
Outside the door, Zhao Xingang stood for more than a minute before slowing down his heartbeat.
He exhaled heavily, his eyes flickering, and he took another deep look at Xi Ruan's door before slowly leaving.
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The next day, the guests of the program group went out at nine o'clock.
Today is Sunday. Unlike in China, almost all the large and small shops here are closed. Only a few large supermarkets are open, but they are only open for half a day.
Local people attach great importance to rest and enjoying their holidays.
But Xi Ruan and the others went out not to rest, but to distribute leaflets.
Yes, in order to save money, they can only use this most primitive way to promote.
There are not many people on the street near the restaurant. In order to achieve better results, they can only divide their troops into several groups to send orders to different places.
Zhong Mingli and Shen Dacheng discussed it and decided to take Xi Ruan near the library and church.
“Let’s go, Ruan Ruan, let’s get in the car!”
Zhong Mingli opened the car door without saying a word and got into the car first.
Xi Ruan had no objection to this and obediently followed Zhong Mingli into the car.
On the other side, Shen Dacheng and Chef Cheng were discussing whether to go to the park or the square first. Zhao Xingang stood nearby and panicked when he saw Xi Ruan and Zhong Mingli getting into the car to leave.
He looked at Shen Dacheng, and then at Xi Ruan's profile sitting in the car. He didn't have time to worry too much, gritted his teeth and rushed to the car, "Hey! Sister Zhong, sister Xi Ruan! Wait for me, I'll be with you!"
The car door closed with a bang, and Zhao Xingang got into the car smoothly.
In a few seconds, the car started to set off.
Shen Dacheng and Chef Cheng smelled the exhaust left by the car's butt and frowned in confusion.
No, why did Zhao Xingang leave with them? !
It was clearly agreed upon yesterday that the men's gang will act together today!