Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

Come on, Yiyi and Yao, who were working, will consciously shrink back to the corner.

Waiting for him to leave and then coming out, waiting for him to come and then retracting, this cycle goes on and on, Ming Qian feels tired for Yiyi and Yao.

But I have to say that after Yiyi came, the speed of cutting vegetables and meat was much faster.

But if there is no Jun You to come in and out from time to time, their work efficiency will be improved even more.

It was almost noon, Ming Qian thought that there would be no guests, so he prepared to have dinner at that time.

After all, even if a hot pot restaurant is a large chain restaurant, it is difficult to have a few tables of customers at noon. Today, a newcomer joined the daily business. Ming Qian wanted to prepare a few dishes so that everyone could celebrate together.

As a result, just after eleven o'clock, a group of people rushed into the store in a hurry.

The leader was Mr. Yang who was addicted to drinking soup last night.

And he brought an army of about 20 people, obviously coming to have a meal.

Mr. Yang was full of enthusiasm, he dragged Mingqian aside as if he was several years younger, he gave a thumbs up sincerely and said: "Xiao Ming, this is the soup you cook."

He said excitedly: "Man, at my age, even if there is nothing wrong with the body, the state will decline."

"You understand?"

"Your soup is different. It is really effective after drinking it. Did you add some Chinese medicinal materials to it? I didn't drink it, but the effect is too powerful."

Ming Qian understood Mr. Yang's implication.

—he cracked open.