Chapter 4

David obviously didn't have any special belongings with him, which was disappointing Fang Shao's meaningful hint. After hesitating for a while, he took out the pistol on his belt and placed it on the counter. Now, besides his clothes, he only had this useless weapon.

"Beep!" Fang Shao raised the card reader and aimed it at his gun, and the red scanning line lit up.

The small screen on the card machine showed a string of numbers, and at the same time a translucent screen appeared in front of David. David was startled at first, but then he felt that such a surprise was unnecessary. He was a little numb to this continuous miraculous situation.

[This is an ordinary pistol, the magazine is empty. Estimated value is 1,000 yuan, do you want to trade? ]

David clicked confirm without hesitation.

The moment the confirmation button was pressed, the black pistol on the counter disappeared out of thin air, and the screen turned off. Then, a red and blue card fell into David's hand.

【Yuan Bar】

【1000 Yuan】

A line of text, a string of numbers.

David looked at the card that appeared magically over and over again, but apart from the way it appeared, everything else was normal, no different from the various plastic cards he came into contact with every day.

"Sir, can we order now?" Fang Shao still smiled cordially.

So a few minutes later, David and his companions were sitting in their seats wolfing down the steaming hot food that had just been served. Even the old woman, who had always been gentle and calm, showed a bit of eagerness in her actions.

Fang Shao also opened a pizza on the counter. He chose the barbecue beef flavor. I have to say, although it is a pre-made dish, after being heated in the microwave, the pizza box has a fragrant aroma as soon as it is opened, and the amount of meat on the pizza also makes Fang Shao satisfied. It is basically the same as the picture on the box, which can be regarded as a rare honest advertising promotional picture.

In fact, as long as the supplier of this kind of pre-prepared food is reliable, it is convenient, hygienic, delicious and affordable, and is the best helper for a kitchen novice like him. Moreover, it can greatly save Fang Shao's living costs, because all of this is included in the operating costs of the bar.

After finishing a whole pizza quickly and filling up with some fries and happy water, Fang Shao was able to fill his stomach. After having enough food and water, Fang Shao considered adding some Chinese food to the menu. After all, he would basically be hanging out in bars in the future, and this kind of pizza was fine once or twice, but too much would make him sick of it.

Braised chicken or broth rice? Why not switch it up and order a few more dishes each time?

Fang Shao was daydreaming when Orange's cries rang out one after another.

"Meow~"

"Meow~~"

Orange's voice was so gentle that Fang Shao could even hear the sound of a clip. He had never heard a kitten's voice so flattering before.

Looking up, Fang Shao realized that Orange had approached David and the others' seats at some point, and was squatting on the ground, meowing at the kid named Billy.

The boy held the meat from the pizza in his hand, and seemed to want to feed it to the kitten, but was stopped by his father. Seeing Fang Shao looking over, David showed a hesitant and inquiring look.

Fang Shao raised his hand and said thank you loudly. David immediately relaxed and stopped trying to stop the boy from feeding him. The boy jumped off the chair and huddled with the kitten. While Orange was busy eating, Billy carefully stroked the kitten's warm and soft back with his hands, a relaxed smile on his face.

After touching the cat's back, he wanted to pinch the cat's tail, but Orange, who had turned his back on him after dinner, dodged him in disdain. The cat scurried to the next seat, and Billy chased after it. The two of them put their heads close together on the table, one in English and the other in cat language.

Unfortunately, Fang Shao's bar can only solve the communication problem between intelligent creatures, so Fang Shao didn't understand how Orange responded to the nagging two-legged beast on the opposite side, and how Billy understood Orange's meow meow response.

Well, as long as the kids are happy...

Perhaps this scene softened the atmosphere in the bar, and David walked to the counter again. This time, he asked expectantly, "Boss, can we go back to our original world?"

Fang Shao was surprised and said, "Of course you can, you can leave at any time. Just push open that door and walk out, and you can return to your original world."

David's expression immediately brightened.

"Of course, given what happened before, I suggest you observe before you go out. As long as you don't step out of the door, you are still under the protection of the bar."

David nodded and thanked Fang Shao for his kind reminder. The strong man walked back to his companions with almost a leap of joy and announced the good news to them.

Fang Shao was also a little puzzled. When had he ever given them the illusion that they couldn't go back? They hadn't even pushed the door open!

But the scene outside the door seemed to disappoint the guests. David went to open the door with hope, but soon retreated again. He shook his head at everyone. When he opened the door, the scene outside the door reflected the foggy world for a moment, and then quickly returned to the beach view.

Fang Shao saw a few people sitting there with a little disappointment. He thought for a moment and took out a small palm-sized object from the drawer. He walked over to the group and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, because today is the first day of business and we are not well prepared, we can't fulfill our promise of giving away fruit plates for orders over 100. Let's change to another service."

He gently put down the thing in his hand. It was a finely crafted traffic light that looked no different from a child's toy. But when the lamp holder touched the table, the red signal light on it immediately lit up. "This can remind you of the situation in your world. The red light means danger, the yellow light means the danger is getting smaller, and the green light means safe passage."

David and the crowd all thanked him. It was another magical item, and the traffic light prompts were much more intuitive than opening the door every time, and it also saved the door opener the mental torment every time.

They were lucky, for the red light soon turned yellow. The adults were startled, but after looking at their defenseless companions and little Billy who was obsessed with sucking cats, they tacitly chose to continue waiting and being patient.

After some time, Billy, who was tired from playing, fell asleep in his father's arms. Several adults also dozed off in their seats. Although Fang Shao was a little sleepy, he was still awake because there were guests. He just wore headphones and watched short videos.

"Hello everyone, I am Director Guo of the Eighteen Village Radio Station. Today I am here to discuss an issue that everyone is concerned about recently..."

Stationmaster Guo is still so talkative...

“Oh my god!”

"Very good!"

“Thank God!”

Fang Shao didn't turn up the volume on his headphones very high, so even through the headphones, the excited shouts still reached his ears.

Seeing him looking over, the old woman who was clasping her hands together excitedly immediately became embarrassed.

Would thanking God here anger this unknown magical being? It was all her fault that she was so happy when she saw the green light that she forgot to be cautious and blurted out the name of God. Although she had always felt Fang Shao's kindness, she was still a little uneasy because she grew up in a religious atmosphere, worried that she would offend him.

Fang Shao, however, was completely unable to comprehend her complex feelings and simply waved at them. "Have a safe trip!"

Everyone started walking towards the door, David was at the end with the child, but when he approached the door, he hesitated and walked back.

Under Fang Shao's puzzled gaze, David took out a bar card from his pocket. The number on it had changed from four digits to three digits. "This..."

Fang Shao suddenly realized. It was all his fault that he had no experience and forgot to introduce the card function to the customer. "The credit on the card is permanent and the customer can still spend money next time~~"

"Can we come again later?" David's expression was complicated for a moment, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or resisted, or both.

"The bar welcomes all those who are destined to meet. If they are destined to meet, they will certainly meet again." Fang Shao did not directly answer David's question but gave a very metaphysical answer. The person holding the card is of course the destined person, but the others may not be.

I don't know how David understands the word fate. He nodded solemnly and put the card away carefully. He turned around and stopped again, as if he wanted to say something again, but in the end he didn't say it.

After the guests left and the dishes and garbage on the table were cleared, Fang Shao returned to his salted fish self. But before he could finish the short video, his cell phone rang.

"Brother Chu?"

"Xiao Shao, are you open today?"

"Yes, Brother Chu, how did you know?"

"Don't you know that all the systems in the family are connected to the Internet? As soon as you have the account entry record, the information is transmitted to the switchboard. You are in the spotlight this time!" The person on the other end of the phone was a little excited.

"Good luck, good luck..." Fang Shao's attitude was very positive.

"Tsk, don't be so hypocritical. Good luck is also your own ability." Fang Chu scolded with a smile.

The two brothers exchanged a few words and hung up the phone. Several more private messages were sent to Fang Shao's phone, and even the chat group started discussing it. On the one hand, Fang Shao couldn't help but feel a little proud and happy, but on the other hand, he felt that it was difficult for this generation to start a business.

Nowadays, no one talks about whether the business is good or bad. Even breaking zero on the first day has become big news among peers!

Well, it seems that we should not be fooled by today's good luck. We should be prepared for long-term hardship.

Thinking of this, Fang Shao remembered the business card that Senior Qiu had given him before and immediately took it out.

He checked the time on his phone and it was just past three in the afternoon. He decided that this was a good time to contact office workers who had just woken up from their naps, so he made a call. The phone had just rung three times when a steady male voice rang.

Unlike the serious and straightforward person described by the senior sister, this Manager Qiu's attitude was very gentle. Perhaps because the senior sister had greeted him before, he readily gave Fang Shao a manuscript to translate. After negotiating the price and delivery time, the call ended peacefully.

On the other end of the phone, Manager Qiu put down the phone and sent the manuscript out, and then continued to translate the work at hand. On the computer screen, the manuscript translated by Manager Qiu was the one sent to Fang Shao. For a college student who had no translation experience and only passed the English Level 4 test, he certainly would not have any hope. But his sister pestered him for a long time, so he was not stingy to give him a chance. Anyway, everything depends on the quality of the translation. If it is not good, he can make the young man who has just started out give up with a few words. If the quality is okay... he will pay Fang Shao for the manuscript out of his own pocket.

But the chances of this...

Manager Qiu shook his head and continued to bury himself in his work.

Fang Shao didn't think about what Manager Qiu was thinking. He opened his laptop, downloaded the manuscript from the Internet, opened it locally, and then he heard the continuous typing sound of the keyboard.

At this moment, Fang Shao, who had loaded the language BUFF, was like a ruthless typist. His mind was empty, and only his eyes and fingers were working, constantly recording what he saw and understood in words. A manuscript that normally takes a day to translate was completed by Fang Shao in less than an hour amid the sound of typing.

Fang Shao, who had no idea about the normal working efficiency of translation, just typed the last symbol and sent the document to Manager Qiu's email.

When Manager Qiu received the email, his whole expression was full of big "? " and "! ". Are you being too perfunctory, kid? Did you just give the wrong face?

Manager Qiu opened the email and read a few lines: It seems OK? It's not fabricated.

A few minutes later, I quickly read the entire article by Manager Qiu. Who am I? Where am I? Are there really geniuses in this world? ! ! Although the quality is just average, the speed is too scary. Young people are so scary! !