I used to be a liar, but now call me a cooking god!

In the hall, because of the change of guests, the diners in the rest area had been waiting for more than two hours. At this time, they could finally eat. Although the private room was on the second floor, they ran upstairs at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

The waiters' eyelids jumped. What if they fell down the stairs they had just mopped?

The foreman ran after them, shouting: "Guests, slow down. The private room is still being cleaned up. Don't worry. No one can grab it from you."

"We are not in a hurry. We just want to run for exercise."

A guest was so anxious that his saliva almost fell out when he spoke, but he was still stubborn.

He was wearing slippers and a short-sleeved shirt in the middle of summer. Because he ran too fast, he suddenly found that the soles of his feet were cold after going upstairs. He took a closer look and found that his slippers were missing.

A group of people were going upstairs. If someone found him looking for slippers at this time, it seemed a bit embarrassing. The guest simply pretended that nothing happened, quietly slowed down, followed his family, and walked into their private room together, preparing to look for shoes when there was no one on the stairs.

The private room was still setting up plates, and a group of people rushed in and sat full.

Just as he sat down, the door of the private room was opened, and a waiter pulled a cart full of dishes.

The guest saw the dishes coming, and his eyes lit up.

"It's so fast, hurry up and pull the cart in." He even took the initiative to stand up and prepare to help serve the dishes.

The waiter waved his hand hurriedly, made way, and pulled the cleaning lady behind him over: "Guest, you misunderstood, you haven't ordered the dishes yet, how can the dishes come from? This table of dishes is not yours, but your shoes, which just flew away at the stairs. The cleaning lady came to give you shoes."

The guest looked at the wet hands of the cleaning lady, which were obviously washed shoes, and the light in his eyes disappeared.

What he wants is food, not shoes. For food, he can be "innocent" all the time!

The guest came forward reluctantly, and did not reach out to take the shoes in the cleaning lady's hand. Instead, he stared at the food on the cart.

"Can't you give us two first? One is also fine?"

"No!"

"Okay."

"This is really not possible!" The waitress smiled awkwardly but politely. Since she had found the owner of the shoes, she had to leave first and deliver the food to the box she was responsible for.

She turned around and pulled the cart towards the box on the other side.

The food on the cart just appeared in front of the guest. The preserved egg and tofu on the plate swayed with the swing of the cart. The tender tofu seemed to slide out, which made the guest greedy and smacked his lips.

He chased after her with a brisk step, picked up the top two dishes and ran to his box.

"Ah, customer, what are you doing?"

The waiter who heard the noise turned around and was dumbfounded by the scene. He quickly chased after him and wanted to take the dishes back.

The customer was pulled by the arm. In a hurry, he lowered his head and took a bite of both dishes. This amazing operation made the waiter dumbfounded.

The customer handed the two dishes to her generously.

"I have eaten them all. Do you want to take them back? I don't care, but other diners will definitely care."

Of course you don't care about what you eat. The waiter looked at the dishes in front of him with a smile.

The first bite was preserved egg and tofu, which was fine. He just sucked it into his mouth and swallowed it whole. The second bite was glutinous rice lotus root. He held a large piece of lotus root in his mouth and couldn't eat it at all. He took a half bite and put the rest on the plate.

No, even if the preserved egg and tofu couldn't be seen, she couldn't take it back to serve others, so she had to let the customer take it away.

"You didn't want this. I didn't snatch it. I really took it."

The guest bared his teeth and looked at other dishes again, which startled the waiter. He quickly pushed the cart and ran away, fearing that if he was a little slower, other dishes would be snatched away.

The guest grinned, took the two dishes back to the private room, put on his shoes and greeted his family to eat.

This operation stunned his parents, and his son gave him a thumbs up.

"Dad, you are so awesome. You threw the shoes away so timely."

"Of course, your dad threw the shoes away on purpose, understand!"

...

The hotel opens at 6 pm and closes at 10 pm. It just happens to receive two rounds of guests. When booking the private room, only two rounds of guests were booked.

At this moment, the waiters thought that the lounge area in the hall would be empty. Unexpectedly, just a few minutes after the lounge area was empty, another guest came outside the door and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

Someone even shouted to the front desk: "Hurry up, we came first, give us a number, and remember to arrange us first when there is a vacant table later."

Jiangdong is a first-tier city with many rich people. Even a five-star hotel is expensive., it can wipe out many foodies and still attract a group of rich people to come and support.

The girl at the front desk just went to the toilet and came back. There was a large crowd of people in the rest area. She looked blankly at the cashier who was helping to look after it.

The cashier spread his hands, with an innocent expression, as if he didn't want to talk anymore.

The girl at the front desk had to explain in person.

"Sorry, our hotel has no seats for the time being. If you want to eat, you can come back tomorrow."

"It's not too early, we can continue to wait." The guests have already started looking for melon seeds and drinks.

"But our hotel is only open until ten o'clock. When this wave of guests finish eating, it will be past ten o'clock."

The front desk talked about this matter directly.

The guests also realized that the time was wrong. A Chinese restaurant is not a hot pot restaurant. Who will open at twelve o'clock?

They knew it, but they still didn't want to leave.

"We can wait a little longer. If someone finishes eating fast and leaves early, we can still catch the last bus."

"If it doesn't work, go ask for us if there are fewer people who can share a table."

"Ah, share a table?"

The girl at the front desk was almost exhausted. This is a five-star hotel, not a roadside night market stall. How can there be such a thing as sharing a table?

It was impossible to ask her, so she could only apologize.

The less the guests could eat, the more they wanted to eat. Some people made another request.

"Then we won't share a table. It's okay to take it away."

"This... this... no one in our hotel has ever packed it."

The front desk finally understood why the cashier looked like she didn't want to talk. She didn't want to talk now either. She didn't know how to answer at all.

Five-star hotels sell the environment and the pomp. Most of the people who come here to eat are business banquets. Eating is secondary. The main thing is the high grade.

Spend so much money, sit here to enjoy the service, and talk business, who would come to buy a bunch of food to take home.

"It doesn't matter if there was no such thing before, but now there is. No one stipulates that five-star hotels cannot take away food. Be flexible and go get the menu."

It is true that there was no such rule, but the front desk can't make the decision on such a thing, so I turned to find the boss.