Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

Chapter 71 Saxophone, do you want it?

When passing by the Nanmen Street area, Wu Yuansheng saw a "Jiu Mao Jiu" fast food restaurant.

He rode his bike near the store, found a place to park, then walked directly to the dining cart in front of the store, picked up his lunch box and started choosing dishes.

This restaurant has two facade rooms on the left and right, but the area of ​​the two rooms seems very small, less than 30 square meters in total, one room is equivalent to half of other people's rooms.

The cook, who must also be the boss, is cooking at the door of the house on the left.

This kind of fast food restaurant has many people eating, business is good, and vegetables are sold quickly. It is normal for them to keep cooking at noon.

After choosing the dishes, Wu Yuansheng took them on the scale and started weighing them and paying.

The workload in the morning was a bit heavy. When he was choosing dishes just now, he deliberately ordered a little more meat dishes. When he paid, he spent 15 yuan.

The business of the fast food restaurant is good, but the house is small and cannot seat many people inside, so the boss sets up a shed and sets a dining table outside.

Setting up tables outside restaurants like this has only happened in the past two years. In a few more years, the urban management will become stricter. If you put the table outside, people will directly drive your things away.

He found an empty seat, put the food on the table, and started eating.

"Hurry up and pick up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and clean up the table. I'll take care of the weighing here for a while. You should go faster and don't act like a fool!"

While he was eating, the cooking boss said to the weighing woman, who looked to be in her 40s.

Because he was not far away, the boss spoke loudly and he heard clearly.

Hearing what he said, the woman took a rag and walked to some tables and started to pick up the dishes and chopsticks and wipe the table.

At this time, Wu Yuansheng discovered that their fast food restaurant was only being looked after by a cooking boss and a woman who weighed food. There was not even a person who was dedicated to clearing the tables.

"It took me so long to pick up every bit of tabletop! Let's sort out all the vegetable boxes on the dining cart over there, and keep your eyes open!"

After a while, the cooking boss said to the woman again.

After listening to what the boss said, the woman went to sort out the dishes on the dining car.

"There aren't many vegetables left in these iron boxes. Don't you know how to take out the vegetables from the steamed rice boxes? You don't have any discernment at all!"

After a while, the man said to the woman again.

After listening to what he said, the woman went to the steamed rice box to get the steamed vegetables.

"Come here and check the scale again. When you weigh it and quote the price, speak louder! Move more quickly! I'll cook another dish."

Seeing the woman taking out the steamed vegetables and putting them on the dining cart, the cooking boss said to her again.

"There's someone at that table who wants a beer. Go get a bottle of beer!"

The woman went to get the beer again.

"This paper lunch box fell on the floor and it's not dirty. Why did you throw it away?"

While the restaurant owner was cooking, he picked up a paper box containing rice and continued to talk to the woman.

"It was just a box. The wind blew it to the ground. I was afraid that others would blame it, so I threw it away."

The woman had never said a word until now.

"Are you still quarreling with me? I have the final say or you have the final say. Quickly scrape the rice bucket again."

The woman began to pick up the rice pail again.

Wu Yuansheng knew that in fact, in a fast food restaurant like this, two people are simply too busy. It usually requires at least three people. They have to clean up a lot of vegetables in the morning, pick vegetables, wash vegetables, and prepare vegetables.

If the business was better, the three of them might not be able to keep busy.

The boss doesn't want to find more helpers, but only exploits one person. He still has such a bad mouth. If it were a person with a bad temper, he would have given up the job long ago.

After hearing what this man said just now, he felt that this man had very bad oral ethics. Bad oral ethics was also "immoral".

If you ask people to do things, why do you need to hurt them with words?People are not idle.

It's not necessarily that the effect will be good if it hurts, it may be counterproductive.

<divclass="contentadv"> "Do you know what the relationship between this woman and the cooking boss is?" Wu Yuansheng asked a man eating next to him curiously.

"It doesn't matter, it's a new waiter he found. He has had many waiters. Who can stand this kind of mouth? I guess this woman will leave after only a few days!" The man whispered to him.

"Where's his wife? Why don't you come over to help!" Wu Yuansheng asked again. This time he glanced at the cooking boss and also lowered his voice.

"I heard that I divorced him a long time ago. Not only does he have a bad temper, but he also likes to hit others. With his temper, it would be strange if others don't divorce him!"

Seeing that the boss had gone into the house to get vegetables, the man whispered to him again.

"That's right! But you know the owner of this restaurant quite well."

"I've been eating here for almost two years. Sometimes I can't find the waiter. He even calls his sister and mother over to help, yelling at me like my mother!"

"No way! The same goes for her mother!"

"Of course, what do you think? If you are too slow to pick up things, you will get scolded just the same!"

Just as the man finished speaking, Wu Yuansheng's cell phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it. It was a call from a person named Tang among the families that Boss Luo introduced him to buy items last night. He answered the phone:

"Is it Boss Wu? I have a saxophone instrument here. Do you want it?"

As soon as the call was connected, Boss Tang spoke to him directly.

"Yes, tell me where you are and I'll be here in a minute!"

"The place is right on the street of China Street. You can see it when you come over."

"Okay! I can be there in half an hour at most."

"Okay, then say so."

After they finished speaking, they both hung up the phone.

"I just heard the person on the phone say that he wanted to sell you a saxophone. What do you do?"

Because he was close, he answered the phone. The man eating next to him also heard what Boss Tang said and asked him.

"Here! This is my business card. You can sell me something in it!"

Wu Yuansheng directly took out a business card from his wallet pocket and handed it to him.

He felt that the more connections he had, the more opportunities he would have. This person was quite straightforward just now, so sending him a business card would be more intuitive than answering directly.

As for business cards, he will definitely not send them out randomly. Once he sends them out, he must be certain that they will be effective.

"You have collected a lot of things. Okay! If there are any friends around who have these items at home, I will contact you!"

The man looked at the business card carefully and then said to him.

He stopped chatting and concentrated on eating. After another two or three minutes, he finished eating.

Riding a tricycle, Wu Yuansheng walked directly to Porcelain Street.

He knew that Porcelain Street was a place he visited frequently before his rebirth. It was only about two miles away from Pawnshop Street and Ermi Factory in the previous demolition area.

There is a distinctive ancient alley nearby, one of the few old alleys in the entire city.

Before the demolition, I heard that it was very prosperous there.After the demolition, the area may not have been well planned and has become particularly deserted and not as good as the suburbs.

Planning and construction can sometimes indeed make a prosperous place become deserted, and make a deserted place prosperous!

Nanmen Street is less than 10 miles away from Porcelain Street.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he approached the place.

He spent some money on shopping last night, and he was afraid that there would be others selling things there. When he saw a China Construction Bank, he stopped the car and withdrew some more money.