Liu caught the person, threw it high in the air, and caught it again: "Oh, Xiaoice Bing, you have been heavy again recently, I can't even throw you."
"I've grown up" Wang Bing giggled crisply, not afraid at all, hugged Liu Hao's neck, reached out to take off his hat, Liu Hao took off his hat and put it on his little head, and the little guy was so beautiful that his tail was raised 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, I'll come back after work."
I'll leave if you're okay, and if someone else comes to make trouble, you call me. ” Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Okay, thank you."
I'll keep the food for you, and you come over to eat after work. ” "Okay."
Liu Hao waved his hand and walked out, and Wang Xiaoming stopped him again: "Mouse." ” Liu Hao stopped and turned to look at him.
Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a long time before saying: "Is there any news of Yang Ming's family" Wang Xiaoming was very conflicted in his heart, he was worried that Yang Ming's family had come over, and he was worried that he had not been able to find his family.
Liu Hao said: "Not for the time being. ” Wang Xiaoming expressed his worries: "He can't go on like this forever, he doesn't have a hukou and identity, he is a black man, and he can't do anything with his health certificate." ” Liu Hao nodded: "Why don't you make a certificate from the village and temporarily drop the household registration to your house" "Is this okay?"
asked Wang Xiaoming, uncertain.
Liu Hao said: "Let me help you reflect with the leaders of the institute, he is actually quite dangerous, he has no household registration, to put it bluntly, it is also a safety hazard, if he settles down, it is more conducive to management." ” "That's too much trouble for you."
Wang Xiaoming said gratefully.
Liu Hao stretched out his hand and swept Wang Xiaoming's hair: "Who are the two of us, don't work too hard, pay attention to rest." ” Wang Xiaoming smiled: "I know." ” At this time, there were already guests coming, and Wang Xiaoming hurried back to help.
Yang Ming is preparing in the kitchen, cleaning the vegetables he just bought, the fish and shrimp should be fresh, naturally they are freshly made and killed, you can ignore it first, the meat can be cut first, otherwise when it is time to cook, the vegetables can be cleaned first, and the peeled ones can be peeled first.
Wang Xiaoming was cutting the vegetables, and Yang Ming was already stir-frying.
The two adults were busy, Wang Bing quietly got into the kitchen, Yang Ming was stirring the fire, the flames were blazing, and even the pot was on fire, so frightened that Wang Bing shouted: "Ah, ah, it's on fire."
Wang Xiaoming laughed: "It's okay, Ah Bing, Uncle Yang Ming is stir-frying, it's going to be fine." ” Yang Ming turned the pot upside down, turned off the heat, put the vegetables in the pot in the bowl, and took the time to look at Wang Bing: "Is it fun?"
Wang Bing's mouth was in the shape of an "o", and his eyes showed a look of adoration, Uncle Yang Ming was so powerful, he could actually make a fire in the pot, his mouth moved, and then nodded violently: "It's fun, I want to play too." ” Yang Ming glanced at him: "Then you hurry up and grow taller, I'll teach you." ” Wang Xiaoming turned his head to look at Yang Ming, and then laughed, Yang Ming meant that he was going to teach Wang Bing to cook, Wang Xiaoming asked Wang Bing: "Ah Bing, do you want to learn to cook?"
Wang Bing nodded vigorously: "I want to learn" Wang Xiaoming hugged him to the chair in the corner of the kitchen and sit: "You sit here, don't walk around, watch Uncle Yang Ming cook." ” "Okay."
But Wang Bing didn't see Yang Ming hooking the fire again, but there was a reversal of the pot, because hooking the fire is a skill that needs to be stir-fried, and dishes that don't need to be stir-fried don't need to be hooked.
Wang Xiaoming feels that if Wang Bing is interested in cooking, he may not be able to learn to cook, and cooking is also a way out.
Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but wonder what kind of person Yang Ming was before, why did he end up on his own island and almost become a beggar.
It's a puzzling mystery that can't help but reverie.
This man is an enigmatic man.
In the evening, business was as usual booming, because the time when the guests came was not as concentrated as at noon, and the two were not as nervous and urgent as at noon, and they seemed much more relaxed.
When Wang Xiaoming was cutting vegetables, he also received several orders for food, some for the same 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 go to the cashier and answer the phone for ordering meals.
It's just that the cashier needs a trustworthy person, generally speaking, the cashier is the boss or the boss's wife, and the boss has to be busy in the kitchen Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming's thoughts couldn't help but run wildly in this direction, he was almost 25 years old, except for his first love when he was a teenager, he didn't have a similar mind later, he was too poor, poverty can minimize a person's needs, and people will never think about anything else except survival.
Although Wang Xiaoming is a young man with strong blood, he really doesn't have the extra energy to think.
Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but sip to himself: Bah, do you have energy now?
In addition to having a shop, there are hundreds of thousands of debts for two oil bottles Wang Xiaoming shook his head, how did he think of that, isn't he going to recruit a cashier, but what kind of person is reliable.
If you have brothers and sisters, it's okay, but now one brother is squatting in the class room, one is in school, and the younger sister has two, but they all followed their mothers, and they haven't been in touch for so many years, I don't know if they're doing well, and the eldest sister should be sixteen years old.
Yang Ming suddenly said: "Boss, what about celery?"
Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses: "Oh, wait a minute, the celery hasn't been cut out yet."
"As soon as he gets distracted, his work slows down.
Yang Ming glanced at him, didn't say anything, took the celery and cut it, and said, "The kitchen also needs to hire a side dish worker." ” Wang Xiaoming was a little ashamed, hurriedly looked at the menu, cut the ingredients of 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 start forever, you have to learn to cook."
If business keeps going like this, the two of us won't be able to keep it busy, and we'll have to recruit people again. ” Wang Xiaoming knew that Yang Ming was telling the truth, he was in line with the idea of opening up sources and reducing expenditures, everything can be saved, in fact, only by rationally distributing manpower, can we earn more, otherwise just relying on him and Yang Ming, it is really necessary to paralyze people, which is more than worth the loss.
At seven or eight o'clock, the business in the store reached its peak, and the upstairs and downstairs were full of people.
The three waiter aunts ran without touching the ground, ordering, delivering food, collecting the table, and having to collect the bowls, climbing up and down, almost no respite to spare, tired and red, panting, this is really unbearable
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