At first, he thought opening a restaurant in a new location wouldn't be a big deal. But when he started his formal job training the following month, Jinhao assigned him a robot as a waiter!
There were only four people in their group. He was the chef and manager, with two kitchen helpers and a handyman.
The robot didn't have a name at first; they let him choose any one!
The robot is a little over 1.5 meters tall and rides on tracks with a square basket on the tracks filled with a stack of plates.
The body and arms are made of thick metal plates, and the head is a square display screen with a camera and speaker above the screen.
Without thinking too much, he named him "Chaiban", which is quite rustic!
Not long after getting familiar with this intelligent robot, the four of them started raising it as a pet!
"Chaiban! Say hello to the guests!" the chef said to the robot with his head down.
"Hello, everyone! Chaiban is here to serve you. Please order!" The robot received the order and started speaking.
"Sir?" The group leader laughed. "And with a Hunan accent?"
"I taught you! You must have learned how to cook the firewood board perfectly!" The chef was very proud.
"Hahahaha!" The team leader thought it was very interesting! The other words were standard language, but suddenly there was a Hunan dialect in the middle, which made it feel a bit funny!
"Chef! Your robot speaks Hunan dialect, so do you have any Hunan cuisine?" Zheng Lei interrupted.
Although Jincheng offers a wide variety of cuisines, it primarily focuses on light dishes. He's short on cash and can rarely afford authentic spicy dishes. He's from the southwest and loves spicy food.
"Young man, you've found the right person! I'm an expert at Hunan cuisine! The taste of home!"
"Captain! I want spicy food!" Zheng Lei was acting like a spoiled brat again! How could a boy in his twenties act like a woman?
But this is also the TV crew's habit, right? He is the youngest and a curious baby, so everyone usually spoils him.
He never hesitated when asked to do heavy work, and his brothers and sisters knew that he was short of money, so they would give him any good things and help him.
The group leader looked at the prices, most of which were under a hundred yuan, so he wouldn't overspend. He waved his hand and said, "Order whatever you want! You can order three spicy dishes!"
The other few people were not very good at eating spicy food. There were seven of them, four from Jincheng, one from Suzhou, and the photographer was a big man from Northeast China.
A short person cannot be a photographer. Look at his almost 1.9-meter-tall figure, he is simply Optimus Prime!
"There are corn cobs on this island?" Fan Jingran was flipping through the menu when he suddenly saw the golden corn cobs that were only available in his hometown.
The corns in Jincheng are all glutinous corns, white and purple. They are very fragrant, but they don’t taste like home!
"Hey! They're grown on the island! Want two?" The chef didn't forget to show off the island's resources.
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