My hotel is famous in the world

What Bai Xianzhi didn't expect was that Feng Ye came with a card with [-] space-time coins the next day.

At that time, it was around [-] o'clock in the evening, and the Sanqian restaurant was overcrowded. Because there were not enough places, many people chose to take out, and the small shop was full of people.

As if startled by the bustle in front of him, Feng Ye paused when he entered the door, then he stepped into the store with a normal expression and stood at the end of the line.

The long silver hair, handsome appearance and aggressive aura aroused the discussion of other customers in the store——

"Wow, so handsome, with silver hair, is that the lord?"

"No way, that adult has such a noble status, would he come to such a small shop?"

"Superficial females, when they see good-looking and silver hair, they will touch porcelain on the master of the Protoss. Don't they know that there are many silver-haired races in the Three Thousand Worlds?"

"I heard that there is a Protoss behind the Three Thousand Food House, and maybe the Protoss will appear here."

"How is it possible? Since it is the Sanqian Food House opened by the Protoss, wouldn't the Protoss be able to eat such meals at any time? Why does he come to the Sanqian Food House?"

"It makes sense, but this little brother is really good-looking, even if he is not a protoss, I like it!"

"shallow!"

"anthomaniac!"

"Humph!"

Bai Xianzhi was so busy in the kitchen that he couldn't stop, wishing he could grow tall and six-armed. He heard the conversations of the customers while passing the dishes, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Ye who stood out from the crowd at the end of the line. Then he lowered his head and got busy again. .

acquaintance?special treatment?

nonexistent.

Speaking of acquaintances, several people in the team came to Sanqian Restaurant almost every day, and Bai Xianzhi knew them much better.Feng Ye is just Feng Baoer's and Feng Beier's uncle, and he has met him a few times, that's all.

However, this Feng Ye may be the biggest customer in the store in the future.

It wasn't until the customers in front got their dishes that Feng Ye, the biggest customer in the future, saw Bai Xianzhi. He was washing the pot in the kitchen with his head down, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and neck, and he wiped his forehead with his wrist. Khan, with a slightly hoarse voice: "What do you eat?"

Feng Ye looked up at the menu diagonally above: "Egg fried rice, sour radish broth."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Twenty minutes later, a plate of golden egg fried rice and juicy sour radish broth was placed in front of Feng Ye. He thanked him, picked up the dishes, found a table and sat down to eat.

This Bai Xianzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. All the customers in the store had eaten. He hurried to the second floor to wash his face, then went outside to clean up the dirty dishes, and then received some customers one after another. At 09:30 in the evening, he went to the outside room again and found Feng Ye was still sitting there!

Bai Xianzhi: "..."

He walked over: "Mr. Feng, is there a problem?" As he spoke, he glanced at the empty bowls and plates in front of the silver-haired man.

Feng Ye took out a card and put it on the table.

Bai Xianzhi: "This is?"

Feng Ye: "[-] space-time coins, today's meal can be deducted from here."

Understood, this is what he said yesterday about flushing money. Bai Xianzhi took the card and took out a small notebook from his apron pocket, and wrote on it:

On September [-], Mr. Feng Ye recharged [-] space-time coins

Consumption on September 20: a plate of egg fried rice (45), a bowl of sour radish soup (65), a total of 9935 space-time coins, balance: [-] space-time coins.

Put the notebook in front of Feng Ye: "Please confirm it."

With a glance, Feng Ye nodded, then stood up and said, "Are you sure about the amount on this card?"

Bai Xianzhi patted his head, confused in a hurry, went to the door and clicked out the money changer, inserted this transparent card, and the balance was displayed on the light screen: 10000 space-time coins, no more and no less.

Then someone came in again from the store, and Bai Xianzhi hurried to receive the customers, only to find that Feng Ye had left after he finished his work.

In the evening, after washing, Bai Xianzhi lay on the bed and looked at the mobile phone. During this period of time, he especially liked to enter the blood clan sub-network. Can't help but look forward to how much money he can get in a month?

Sophie is also looking forward to 'Mao Xuewang'. Now the biggest motivation to support her every day is to pick up more blood bags, and then go to Maoxuewang to have a full meal!

She is now a frequent visitor of 'Mao Xue Wang', and like her, there are many low-level blood races in the West District.For these low blood races, the 'Maoxuewang' items are of high quality and low price, and it is no exaggeration to say that its existence has given them a reason to live.

In fact, many low-level blood races have no desire to survive. In the blood race, blood represents everything. If the blood is inferior, they will never want to have enough food in this life, let alone other needs.

Therefore, the suicide rate in the West District has always been high, but in the past few days the suicide rate in the West District has dropped precipitously.

Who would commit suicide when they could eat enough every day, and the food was so delicious?

What's more important is that some high blood races will appear from time to time in "Mao Xue Wang", which undoubtedly greatly satisfies the vanity of the low blood races. After all, I have eaten at the same restaurant as the high blood races!

A small family of "Maoxuewang" has invisibly narrowed the distance between the high blood race and the low blood race. If such long-term contact continues, the class solidification of the blood race will inevitably produce some changes. It may be small, but the distance between the stars Fire can start a prairie fire, and as long as there are seeds, Lance is sure that his actions will go smoothly.

Back to the present, Sophie earned twelve space-time coins by picking up blood bags that day. She made a small fortune. She was looking forward to stepping into Maoxuewang. Seeing this taste, her saliva will stay.

Skilled in ordering food, skillful in finding a seat to sit down, now Sophie is no longer the person who cringed when entering the restaurant a few days ago!

Maoxuewang was served, and she picked up the chopsticks and ate it with great enjoyment. Halfway through the meal, a pair of high-ranking blood came into the store. Both of them had light red hair, and the sense of oppression from the high-ranking came randomly.

"Why are there lower blood races here?"

"My dear, don't mind, this is His Majesty's shop, and it is open to all classes of vampires. The existence of lower vampires is also acquiesced by His Majesty the Prince."

Hearing the prince, the dissatisfied female high blood didn't say anything anymore, and the two found a place to sit down, not too far from Sophie. Sophie lowered her head and ate fiercely, not daring to look up at all until——

"The chopsticks are so difficult to use! Isn't there a spoon here?"

"My lord, the Maoxuewang soup is spicy, and the spoon can't completely filter out the soup."

"It's really annoying. Can you use chopsticks? Tell me how to use chopsticks."

The waiter showed embarrassment: "My lord, I, I don't know how to use it either."

The female senior vampire clicked her tongue: "What's the matter with this store? It doesn't even have basic services?"

The male high-ranking blood quickly comforted: "Don't worry, my dear." He turned his head to look at the waiter and said indifferently: "I still haven't found someone who can use chopsticks!"

Sophie gritted her teeth, and volunteered: "Second, my lords, I, I can use chopsticks."

The two high-ranking vampires looked at her, and Sophie trembled under their gaze.

"Okay, you come and tell us how to use chopsticks."

Sophie walked over with her head bowed and her chest in her chest, her eyes only dared to look at the pair of chopsticks, she suppressed her trembling voice and said, "My lord, the chopsticks should..."

After the two adults successfully ate Maoxuewang with chopsticks, Sophie retired. She continued to finish her cold bowl of Maoxuewang. Finally, she walked out of the restaurant with her stomach full. He was about to go to the West District but was stopped.

"The girl with black hair and black eyes."

Sophie turned around and looked at the gray-haired man walking towards her. She remembered that this was the manager of 'Mao Xue Wang': "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

The manager walked up to Sophie and said with a smile, "I saw how you used chopsticks to serve two high-ranking blood races today."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I made up my own mind!" Sophie's face was pale, and the lowest blood race would definitely be hated by other low blood races if she presumptuously asserted her presence in front of the higher blood race.

The manager waved his hand: "I don't mean to blame you, I just see that you are doing well. Are you interested in working in 'Maoxuewang' and becoming a waiter of 'Maoxuewang'?"

Sophie's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe what she heard. She pointed at herself: "Me, me?"

The manager nodded: "It's you."

Sophie still couldn't believe it: "Why, I, I am the lowest blood race, look at my hair and eyes are black!"

The manager smiled: "It's okay, the waiters of 'Maoxuewang' don't care about blood, this is the order of His Excellency the Prince."

Tears fell from the corner of her eyes, Sophie covered her mouth, and the voice she made could not be a sentence: "Prince... Your lord! Your lord!... I am willing! I am willing!"

There was a smile in the manager's eyes: "Okay, you can come to work from tomorrow."

Sophie nodded heavily: "Yes!"

orc world

Shiyue Hotel

"Manager, there are a lot of customers missing these days."

"what happened?"

"I went to inquire, and they said that our hotel's new dishes are not as good as Sanqian Restaurant, and some people say that our new dishes are imitated from Sanqian Restaurant, saying that we have not imitated the essence, and the taste is not good."

Looking at the restaurant that was half full, the manager said solemnly: "It's ridiculous. How could we Shiyue Hotel imitate those few dishes? Only Sanqian Restaurant can make those dishes, but we can't. It's not from Sanqian Restaurant. How can you talk about imitating these dishes created by the boss?"

The person who reported the situation asked in a low voice, "Manager, how do you know that it wasn't produced by Sanqian Restaurant? I read online that Sanqian Restaurant started selling these vegetables a few months ago."

The manager smiled lightly: "Of course I know, I also know that the boss of Sanqian Restaurant is in danger, he cooks any dish, and he doesn't even look at who created it!"

The manager changed his voice and ordered: "You go to contact the owner of Sanqian Restaurant and ask him to stop selling these dishes immediately, otherwise we will hold him accountable!"

Seeing that the manager was so confident, the man didn't dare to say anything more, and hurried to work, although he also felt that the food in Sanqian Restaurant tasted more like the original version.