Chapter 107 Hello, Major General

An hour later, the entire utility room looked brand new.

Bei Yutang glanced at the sky and walked downstairs. There were already many people sitting in the hall, and Wang Xiaoyu was busy running back and forth between the kitchen and the hall by herself.

Bei Yutang walked to the window where the dishes were delivered, saw the dishes coming out of the pot, glanced at the list, and delivered them to table number 5.

When Wang Xiaoyu saw her coming over, she quickly shouted, "Wait, do you know what table this is?"

"Yes, table five. It says on the list."

Wang Xiaoyu saw the same thing, there was nothing wrong, so she nodded, "Then let's go."

The lady boss looked at Bei Yutang's busy figure and was very satisfied.

The little girl is very smart and quick to get started.

By dinner time, more and more people came to the restaurant to eat, and the entire hall was full. Happy Hotel's business is the best in the surrounding area, and it is very famous in this area.

By the time of the proofing at night, it was already around 8:00 pm, and there was no one on the street.

In the evening, the proprietress fully praised Bei Yutang's performance in front of everyone.

After a busy day, I lay on this familiar bed, looked at the night outside the stingy window, and fell asleep. Happy Hotel's job is very simple. If you don't have work before morning, you can just come to the store at ten o'clock.

Bei Yutang went out early the next day.

Following the direction in her memory, she found the room where she had been imprisoned for several years. She did not go upstairs, but stood in a corner, staring at the innermost room on the second floor.

Bei Yutang glanced at the time, he should go out. Sure enough, the door was opened, and a burly, dark-skinned man walked out of the house, with a cigarette in his mouth, his hands in his pockets, and he went downstairs in a condescending manner.

The people he met on the road all moved away when they saw him.

Bei Yutang stared at him closely.

Bei Yutang chased him all the way, and when he saw Zhao Xiong, he walked to a morning vendor, sat down, and spoke loudly.

"Damn old man, hurry up and eat, the old rules."

The stall owner was an old couple over fifty years old. When the old man saw Zhao Xiong, his expression changed.

"Zhao Xiong, you give the money first, or pay off the credit you used to pay. Otherwise, don't ask me to give you more food." The old man said with a sullen face.

Zhao Xiong slammed the table, stood up from the ground, kicked the small table and stool directly with one foot, and said fiercely: "Damn, I came to you to eat, that's for your face. You won't die. , you don't want to toast, don't eat and drink fines. Believe it or not, I'll make you unable to put it on this street. "

The old man was so angry that he wanted to come forward to reason with him, and was surrounded by his wife.

"Don't compare yourself to him."

The old woman was forced to eat and put it on the table.

As soon as Zhao Xiong saw the bowl of porridge on the table, he patted the table again, "What's the use of a bowl of porridge, and five more buns."

Bei Yutang saw a lot of people standing around, but none of these people stepped forward to help, and even the people who had just eaten at the stall left hurriedly when they saw Zhao Xiong's arrival.

"This Zhao Xiong is really not a thing, come here every day to eat for nothing."

"Who said it wasn't, pity Lao Zhang and his wife."

"Keep your voice down, don't let Zhao Xiong hear you, or you will have to be beaten up." Someone reminded.

After the others heard it, they all shut their mouths, obviously very afraid of Zhao Xiong.