Other than Chen Shuyun and three middle-aged women standing at the door, there were seven or eight strangers.
" What are you guys doing?" Wei Luo thought to himself. Were they lining up so early?
"Boss, you're finally open. We've been waiting for almost an hour.”
"Yeah, I ate your ramen at noon yesterday. I felt that I couldn't eat anything else, so I rushed over after work at nine o'clock in the evening. You guys were already closed, so I was thinking about it all night.”
"Yes, boss. Look, I've brought a big lunch box. I'm going to eat a bowl later and pack another one to bring to the office for lunch!”
"Boss, hurry up. Your stomach is growling again!”
"Come in quickly, come in quickly. We're starting business now!”
After inviting a group of customers in and ordering noodles, Wei Luo brought Chen Shu Yun and the others to the kitchen.
After discussing the salary and job requirements, the three of them agreed.
"Sister Zhou, Sister Wang, you two have worked in the restaurant before, so you are familiar with the process. You two are in charge of the front hall.”
"Does everyone have any objections?"
"No objections."
"That's good. Everyone, go and get busy. I'll cook the guest's noodles before everyone eats breakfast.”
Just as Wei Luo arranged for them to go to work, two young men walked in. They were the two chefs that Wei Luo had hired yesterday.
One was called Zhao Bing, and the other was called Wu Xianming.
The conditions had already been agreed upon over the phone, and they were going to start the trial immediately.
Both of them were good at ramen. As soon as the dough was in his hand, Zhao Bing, who was wearing glasses, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise,
"Boss, your noodles are amazing!”
"Wow, this feeling, no one else!"
As he spoke, he impatiently started to pull the noodles.
As Zhao Bing flipped his hands, the dough was quickly stretched into noodles in his hands. Then, the noodles became thinner and thicker.
"I'll try too!" Wu Xianming also grabbed a piece of dough.
Forty minutes later, the two finished their second bowl of noodles. They looked at each other and walked to Wei Luo, who was cooking noodles.
"Boss, we want to take you as our master. We don't want a salary.”
"Boss, we've been doing ramen for five or six years, but we never thought that ramen could be so delicious. We want to learn from you!”
"Can you accept us as your disciples? We don't want money, we just want to eat the noodles!”
Wei Luo stopped eating and turned to look at the two of them." You really want to learn?"”
"Yes!" The two of them said in unison.
"During the one-year trial period, the salary will be as much as it should be. After a year, if I think the two of you can do it, I'll teach you the dough kneading skills.”
"Thank you, Master!" The two of them were overjoyed and bowed to Wei Luo.
At 7:30, Wei Luo brought Chenchen, who was reading at home, over for breakfast.
After finishing the noodles, the little guy didn't go back. He went to the bar counter and played the restaurant game he played yesterday.
"Hello, everyone. Our noodle shop is now open for business. I'm the noodle shop manager, Chenchen. Welcome!"
Chenchen's cuteness made everyone in the room laugh.
"Hahaha, Chenchen is too cute!”
"That's right, this little guy is a master of acting. It's a pity that he doesn't apply for the Film Academy in the future!”
"How lucky must he be to have such a cute daughter!”
Just as Chenchen was playing the shopkeeper at the bar counter, a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class slowly drove over from the east of Xiangyang Road.
In the manly car, a charming young woman was driving.
The girl's chestnut-colored hair was tied up in a bun. She was wearing an army green T-shirt, jungle training pants, and jungle combat boots. A pair of sunglasses hung on the collar of the T-shirt.
As he looked around, an unconcealable wildness burst forth from the enchantment.
The girl was Meng Yao, from Beijing, and graduated from a famous medical university.
Meng Yao's dream was to become a Doctors Without Borders and go to Africa's war-torn areas to save the dying and heal the wounded!
Since the field of activity of Doctors Without Borders included the battlefield, guns and guns were not important. In addition to knowing how to use guns, she also needed to be proficient in battlefield survival skills.
Meng Yao was training at a training base in the northern suburbs of Zhonghai City with her family behind her back. She was preparing to go to Africa in a month.
After training for a night's survival the previous night, she drove back to her residence in the city in the morning. Just as the car turned into Xiangyang Road, she suddenly felt hungry.
Hence, she slowed down and looked for a place to eat breakfast.
Suddenly, she saw a ramen shop on the roadside that was open for business.
"A bowl of noodles?"
"I'll choose you."
Meng Yao turned the steering wheel and stopped the car.
Meng Yao pushed open the car door and jumped out of the car. She walked towards the noodle shop.
Although it was only past seven o'clock, there were almost no empty seats in the noodle shop.
He sat down in a corner.
Just as Meng Yao was about to call the waiter who was busy ordering noodles, a soft voice suddenly came from the bar counter.
"Hello, big sister. What would you like to eat?”
Meng Yao was stunned. Only then did she realize that there was a little girl sitting at the bar counter. As her head was level with the bar counter, Meng Yao did not notice her when she entered.
With just one glance, Meng Yao couldn't help but cry out,
"Wow, what a cute little girl!"
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