Although Mrs. Li had never eaten Qin Yi's cooking.
But you can tell from the toppings they're stir-fried.
The owner's cooking must be delicious!
The kids in my family are quite picky eaters.
I'm finding it increasingly difficult to eat the dishes my chef makes lately.
She kept thinking about finding a more suitable person.
Sigh... I'm actually a picky eater myself.
But this boss's cooking suited her taste perfectly.
Food is still very important in her life.
Eating delicious food can wash away the fatigue of a day's work.
It makes people feel happy.
Qin Yi was busy cooking the toppings for their two shops, making noodles and stir-frying vegetables. The internet cafe still owed money, and the line of customers was getting longer. She was too busy to answer Mrs. Li's questions.
It was Misi who spoke up: "Sis! Look how well the boss's business is doing, does he look like he needs to work for someone else?"
“If she’s willing, my bar will pay her 30,000 a month to be the head chef. She can cook dishes during the day and make rice noodles at night. I’d spend more than 30,000 a month just buying rice noodles from her. It’s such a good deal.”
"Girl, you're trying to steal the guy I've got my eye on, aren't you? You can't do that." Mrs. Li pretended to be angry and lowered her head to drink her soup.
"My dear sister~ It's no use even if we plead with you until the end, you have to ask the boss what he wants!"
"Hey! Beautiful boss! My sister asked if you want to be the head chef at her house! 20,000 yuan a month! Four days off a month!" Mi Si shouted at Qin Yi, who was busy in the carriage.
Now everyone around could hear it.
Wu Meng heard it too.
Wu Meng screamed inwardly, "I do! I do! Look at me!"
The diners in line joked, "I can do it! I don't even need to take a break every month!"
Qin Yi, on the other hand, remained quite calm.
First, they served the two people's meals one by one to the table.
She finally breathed a sigh of relief after the waiter carefully placed the food on the cart and pushed it away.
I finally remembered that I hadn't answered that guest's question yet.
"I've been busy with my stall lately, so I don't have any plans to do this. Thank you for your kind offer."
Mis raised an eyebrow at Mrs. Li, giving her a look that said, "I knew it."
"Oh...that's such a pity," Mrs. Li said regretfully.
Her husband would probably love it too; it's just that she's not lucky enough to enjoy it.
The staff from mISS bar and Dynasty KTV pushed a food cart from one end of the street to the other.
The two chatted as they pushed the cart.
"That was a close call! If that beautiful female boss hadn't chased after them, the girl in black would definitely have been hit by the flowerpot!"
"Yes, she was so close to where it happened, I probably wouldn't have had the courage to help her."
"Moreover, this boss is quite unique. My wife asked her to be her head chef, but she refused. You know, our boss is very rich. She owns a media company. If she does a good job as a chef at her house, there will definitely be a lot of hidden benefits. It's not as comfortable as her setting up a stall on the street every day."
"You can't say that. Some people just like to be free. I think setting up a stall is fine. You can open it whenever you want and leave whenever you want. There are no restrictions."
"That's true. They have real skills, so what's there to be afraid of? There were a few extra bowls of lobster noodles last night, and I was lucky enough to try some. They were really delicious! No wonder they dare to sell them for such a high price."
"Haha, I'm luckier than you. I ate a whole bowl yesterday, it was all thanks to our boss, Mr. Mi. Before, he always ordered late-night snacks from the barbecue stalls outside. But last night, I heard..."
The waiters were also quite cautious.
He whispered the gossip in my ear about the barbecue stall worker causing trouble yesterday.
But they kept looking towards the barbecue stall while they were talking.
Ah Qiang is a man who has been involved in the underworld for many years. Even while working, he can keep his eyes peeled for anything.
He saw two waitresses whispering to each other not far ahead, glancing at his barbecue stall every now and then. He wondered what those two gossipy women were talking about.
Then, looking at the two food carts behind them, filled with rice noodles, he understood everything.
Miss Miss has abandoned him again; tonight she's booked the same rice noodle shop at the end of the street.
"Boss, why does this skewer of yours taste a bit rotten? Is it fresh?" The girl in front of him had just bought a bunch of lamb skewers and asked him after taking a bite.
"Where does it stink!" Ah Qiang grabbed a skewer of meat that had been grilled but not sold in front of the grill and stuffed it into his mouth!
"Look, I've eaten it all, and there's not a problem at all. Are you trying to cause trouble? Have you never eaten anything good before? Only good mutton has this kind of gamey smell!" He said, his eyes wide open as he glared at the girl.
Seeing the boss's fierce appearance, the girl pouted and walked away feeling wronged.
"Ugh! What bad luck! Not a single customer all night, and the first one I do get is a lunatic!"
Seeing his assistant still skewering vegetables non-stop, Ah Qiang was furious: "Stop skewering! We haven't even sold out yesterday's stock! Look where the business is coming from! All the customers have been sucked away by that vixen at the end of the street!"
"You can't even handle something this simple! Did I hire you to be a young master? You're just lazy and good-for-nothing here, you might as well get out of my sight!"
Ah Qiang said it, and that's what he really thought.
Moreover, he felt that business had been slow these past few days.
Paying wages to employees is a waste of money.
Perhaps we should leave him out for a few days.
It's not too late to call them back when business is better.
Ah Qiang had a pretty good plan.
The guy wasn't stupid.
The boss's behavior of using people and then kicking them aside is truly disheartening.
The waiter, unwilling to give up, tossed his apron aside and said, "Fine, I'm leaving!"
But before leaving, he deliberately ran into the street and shouted: "Yesterday they asked me to falsely accuse someone of using additives. There's an idiom I learned in elementary school: 'Thief shouts—catch—thief!'"
After calling out to his buddy, he vanished without a trace.
The vendors and passersby in front of the mISS bar all stared at Ah Qiang.
Suddenly, the air around us felt a little awkward.
A-Qiang jumped up in a fit of rage: "Don't listen to his nonsense! He's just framing me because he's resentful after I fired him!"
The passerby shrugged. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he just wouldn't buy from his store.
However, there was another passerby who also heard this.
That's Miss Miss, the owner of the Miss bar.
Last night, Misi heard from her employees that Aqiang's buddy had gone to the rice noodle stall to cause trouble.
She was still thinking there might be some misunderstanding. After all, she had bought the barbecue stall from her bar over a year ago, so she had some attachment to it. She planned to switch back to the barbecue stall in a few days and take turns buying from the two places.
She witnessed this scene with her own eyes today; it was truly disgusting.
It seems that what the employees said yesterday is basically true.
It was Ah Qiang from the charcoal barbecue business who sent people to disrupt other people's business.
What the guy said today is probably true most of the time.
That's really a case of turning the tables!
Fortunately, none of her customers had any major problems eating barbecue that year, otherwise she would have been in serious trouble.
Mis thought for a while.
Ah Qiang was still cursing at the alleyway where his friend had disappeared, unaware that she was also nearby.
She entered the bar through the back door and exited through the front door.
We arrived at the charcoal barbecue stall.
When Ah Qiang saw that Miss Mi had come in person, he immediately ran back to his barbecue stall, his face beaming with a fawning smile: "Miss Mi, what would you like to eat today?"
"As usual, 20 set meals will be delivered to the bar, and I will sign for them myself."
After saying that, Misi didn't even glance at his ingredients before scanning the code and paying 1960 yuan.
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