Return to the Road of God

Under the introduction of the other party, Ye Yufan quickly found a new part-time job - folding clothes in a clothing store.

This is a job that is even more boring than delivering menus. In the clothing store, refold the clothes that the customers have tried on, or hang them back on the hangers. When he is busy, Ye Yufan needs to fold the same clothes more than ten times.

Sometimes when they are stacked, Ye Yufan will doubt what he is doing, yes, if it was before, he would never have thought that he would go to work!

The Ye family is considered middle class in City C, and their economic conditions are even better than most middle school students in China.Although he was not as good as those children from real rich families, he had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, not to mention his excellent conditions, and his life in school was full of stars.Not surprisingly, his future will be smooth sailing. He will be admitted to a prestigious university and have a beautiful girlfriend who matches him. After graduation, he may go abroad to continue his studies or find a good job. His parents are capable of preparing a house for him. , Thinking about it, the income will not be so bad.

Delivering menus for a pizzeria?Go to the clothing store to fold clothes?This kind of work that only poor students would do is definitely not his turn!

Moreover, Ye Yufan's budget for his son's living in country A was enough for Ye Yufan to feel at ease. Although they neglected the cost of painting materials without careful consideration, at least Ye Yufan saved a fortune in the accommodation fee at first!So don't worry too much.

If they found out that he was working part-time, they would strongly oppose it, claiming that the family would not make him fall to this point—Ye Yufan could guess it, so he didn't dare to tell his parents about it.

For one thing, he didn't work part-time to alleviate the financial pressure of his parents, but to relieve the pressure that his parents had put on him with all their efforts. If he could spend a little less money at home, Ye Yufan himself would feel much better.

Secondly, this is country A. Foreigners have a very different attitude towards part-time jobs than Chinese people. Many domestic students think that only poor students from mountainous areas go to part-time jobs. Of course, Ye Yufan does not deny his financial difficulties in Xili. However, there are still many students abroad who come out to practice in order to exercise themselves—for example, the brown-haired girl who is wearing a famous brand not far away but is also folding clothes.

Having some free time, the girl came over to greet Ye Yufan: "Are you new here?"

Ye Yufan let out a "hmm" and asked, "Do you also work part-time?"

The girl said, "Yes."

But Ye Yufan was still a little puzzled, why did the other party find such a mindless thing to exercise himself? He thought about it, and asked involuntarily, "Why did you come here?"

"Let's find out how it feels," the girl replied quite seriously, "I'm studying fashion design."

Ye Yufan: "Can you find the feeling by folding clothes?"

"Of course not, I'm not here to learn how to fold clothes," the girl pointed to her eyes, "I'm observing all kinds of customers here, people of different shapes and skin colors, what styles they like, and they look beautiful when they wear them. It's not pretty...you know, you'll feel it if you look at it too much."

Ye Yufan nodded thoughtfully.

The girl asked him: "Aman introduced you?" Aman was the person Ye Yufan met when he handed out the menu. "He also recommended me to come here. He said that this store is a brand founded by a few students majoring in fashion design at the Royal Academy of Art. It has the most diverse types of customers and the clothing design is also very unique. Really, I can feel it too. It’s different here than anywhere else.”

Ye Yufan asked: "Is Aman very powerful?"

Girl: "Well, he's crazy guy."

Ye Yufan: "How should I say it?"

Girl: "He is a working maniac. Some places do not recruit part-time, so he does voluntary labor. As long as there is art-related work in this city, he knows everything!"

Ye Yufan told the girl that he met Aman when he was delivering menus at the pizzeria, and asked, "Is delivering menus also a job related to art?"

The girl looked at him in surprise: "Isn't it? You can see all kinds of villas and gardens every week, and you can't run outside for other jobs!"

Ye Yufan suddenly realized that if he just regarded part-time work as completing a task and looked down at the road and bent down to fill in the list, of course he would not feel anything!

"...Aman said that artists need to let their eyes get used to all kinds of beauty. It is not enough to just take lessons and paint these things, but to 'see' constantly, and you can feel it when you see it..." The girl also said Chattering there, it seems that he likes to share his good ideas with those around him.

Ye Yufan also thinks it makes sense, but the real benefit is still in the creation - the drawings in the sketchbook are not just sketches, but there are many scenes or characters that he imagined by himself.

The biggest advantage of working part-time in a clothing store is that you can draw various costumes effortlessly when creating characters.

In addition, Ye Yufan found that he also subconsciously used some clothing patterns when painting, and did not deliberately borrow them, but naturally integrated them into his paintings.This kind of subtle influence is very magical, just like memorizing a lot of English, sometimes you can blurt out what you want to say, it has become an instinct.

But folding clothes was boring after a long time, Ye Yufan gave up after doing it for a while, and started looking for a third job.

He asked Aman to help him find one related to catering, because he urgently needed to solve his food problem-if he had pizza and pasta, he would throw up!Working in a restaurant is usually in charge of food, Ye Yufan also specially asked Aman, preferably a Chinese restaurant.

In the early years, there were very few Chinese in Xili City, so there were no authentic Chinese restaurants in the city. Instead, there was a "Mandarin restaurant" opened by Hong Kong people, which served both Taiwanese and Malay dishes.

Aman made some inquiries and learned that the restaurant is not in the city center, and there is no direct bus from the student dormitory where Ye Yufan lives.

"How long does it take to walk there?" Ye Yufan asked.

"Oh, it's too far away. It will take at least an hour. Call a Taxi. I heard that the restaurant does very good food. There are still many people queuing up to eat on weekends."

The obsession with food made Ye Yufan decide to go.

After calling in advance, Ye Yufan went to a mandarin restaurant for an interview.

The restaurant officially opened at twelve o'clock, and it was only 11:30 when he arrived, just in time for the employees to eat lunch.

The manager was a middle-aged woman named Lily. She looked at Ye Yufan's student ID card and repeatedly compared it with the photo of the real person. She still seemed hesitant and asked the manager what to do.

The two murmured for a while, Ye Yufan waited nervously, and he was relieved only when Lily came back and made an OK gesture.

Lily asked him, "Have you eaten yet?"

Ye Yufan: "No."

Lily: "I'll ask the kitchen to make some fried rice for you. Let's eat something first, and we'll open in a while."

Ye Yufan was waiting for this sentence, he was already hungry from the aroma of the food served by the staff!

There are pineapple and beef cubes in the fried rice. Ye Yufan couldn't get enough of it. He lamented that this restaurant deserves its reputation!

After the meal, Lily took him to the utility room next to the kitchen, pointed to the bottles and jars on the shelf and said, "You fill up these seasonings first, and come to me when you're done."

After explaining the matter, Lily left, and Ye Yufan sat on the small bench and silently began to pour the large box of table salt, pepper, and chili sauce into the small bottle... While pouring, Ye Yufan thought about the meaning of being here ——This job really has nothing to do with art!

Forget it, don't think about it, do you need so many reasons?Isn't it just to improve the food?

"Who are you?" The door of the utility room was suddenly pushed open.

Ye Yufan was taken aback, and saw a slender Asian man standing at the door, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with a pair of slightly narrowed phoenix eyes showing a hint of surprise on his fair face.

Ye Yufan: "I just came here."

The man let out an "oh", fixed his gaze on him for two seconds, but said nothing, hurriedly found a bottle of wine and went out.That is a very handsome boy, especially those eyes, which seem to be able to discharge electricity. I wonder if he is Chinese, Ye Yufan thought.

After pouring the seasoning, Lily asked Ye Yufan to clean the menu. Ye Yufan found the Malay fried rice he had just eaten on the menu.

Then, following Lily's instructions, he moved the dirty tablecloths used by the guests to the bathroom, poured a pile of dishwashing liquid and bleach into the washing machine, and secretly remembered to use less disinfected towels in restaurants in the future, and then Go back to the utility room and check the remaining amount of wine against the wine list. If there are less than five bottles, you must register for purchase...

The three-hour work was over in a blink of an eye, and Lily confirmed the employment intention to Ye Yufan.

"Today I'm entrusting you with the simplest chores. The basic hourly salary is 7 bro. After you get familiar with it, you will gradually transfer to the front desk to do more things. Then you will adjust it to 10 bro. When you are busy, you will pay more. How about a tip?"

"Okay." It seems that Han Rui's hourly salary in the bar is also 10 bro.

Lily: "When do you have time? We also have a Chinese named Jing here, let him take you."

Chinese?Is it the boy who went into the utility room to get the wine just now?

"Jing comes three days a week, from [-]pm to [-]pm on Friday, and from [-]pm to [-]pm on weekends."

Ye Yufan thought about it, and decided to set the time on Saturday and Sunday. The restaurant is far away, and it is inconvenient for him to go back on Friday night.

Before leaving, Lily asked the kitchen to make him curry chicken and rice, and Ye Yufan felt that adding pepper today was really worth it!

One day, Ye Yufan went to the city center to buy a white shirt and black trousers. The restaurant didn't match the work clothes, so he had to buy them himself.After changing into the suit, Ye Yufan looked in the mirror and felt that he had matured a lot.

In the past few weeks, Ye Yufan has been doing simple work like pouring pepper powder, and he doesn't have much contact with Jing. Once, when he was helping the kitchen deliver food to the front hall, he saw him from a distance mixing drinks at the bar, and he did it while shaking his wrists. A glass of orange-yellow liquid came out, which was quite handsome.

Ye Yufan thought in his heart that he might learn that one day, and he yearned for it.

On the way to the third week, it suddenly rained heavily, and Ye Yufan was soaked when he arrived at the restaurant. It was winter, and Lily was heartbroken, so she quickly found Jing and asked him to lend Ye Yufan his coat.

Jing frowned, looked at Ye Yufan impatiently, and asked him in Chinese: "What's wrong with you, did you fall into the water?"

Ye Yufan looked at him and said, "I forgot to bring my umbrella."

Jing looked surprised: "Where do you live?"

Ye Yufan: "School dormitory."

Jing: "The Royal Academy of Arts? It takes at least an hour to walk from there!"

Ye Yufan: "It's okay, five to ten minutes."

Still speechless, he asked Ye Yufan to change out of his wet clothes and dry them, and found a blanket for him to wrap around, "Today, you're here to pour pepper, don't come out!"

The pepper powder was poured in half an hour, and Ye Yufan was nestled in the utility room, not knowing what to do, so he took out a sketchbook from his schoolbag to draw.

When Jing arrived, he didn't have time to take it back, so he pointed at the bottle on the shelf with a little embarrassment, and said, "It's done."

Jing said coldly: "If the manager sees you doing other things during working hours, you will be fired."

Ye Yufan: "..."

"I won't pour it out and pour it again after filling it. It's better than running absconding, or filling it slowly, you are stupid." Jing handed him a menu and said, "Recite it, and I will bring it next week. You take the order."

He was about to leave when Ye Yufan said, "I can recite."

Ye Yufan explained: "When I was cleaning the menu, I looked at it and recited it."

Unbelievable, he picked two dishes at random and spoke at an extremely fast speed. Ye Yufan could hear them clearly, so he had to be convinced. He sat down beside Ye Yufan and asked, "What's your name? How old are you? You just came here this year!" ?”

Ye Yufan answered them one by one, and Jing asked again, "Is your family not well off?"

Ye Yufan didn't know what to say, but it wasn't bad, but if his family was good, would he still need to work?

Jing didn't want to wait for him to reply before she sneered and said mockingly: "Poor people who study art are looking for death. Don't you know that art is a pastime for rich people?"

Ye Yufan: "..."

Jing took the sketchbook from his hand, flipped through it casually, and asked, "Third grade?"

"... Mmm." Ye Yufan felt more and more mysterious about this person.

Jing pointed to his paintings and said, "With your level, you can draw any one here."

"I know." Ye Yufan admitted, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart. This was the first time he was hit by someone since he learned to paint.

Knowing that he didn't believe it, Jing took out a ballpoint pen from his trouser pocket for ordering food, and casually drew a picture in Ye Yufan's sketchbook.

In the evening, Ye Yufan changed into dry clothes and was about to go home, but was stopped by the police: "Don't hurry, I'll let Ben give you a lift."

Ben had a car, so he took Ye Yufan directly to the downstairs of the dormitory. Jing asked for his mobile phone number and told him, "Wait here next Saturday morning, we will pick you up."

Back in the room, Ye Yufan opened the sketchbook and sat there for a long time, staring at the paintings on it.

The painting that took only 5 minutes to draw was exactly the same as the one I painted before. If you don't look carefully, it will be like a copy.

... That person is amazing!