"what happened?"
There were no customers in the hotel at noon. The movement at the door alerted the owner behind the counter. When Yunjing and the others entered the hotel, the owner raised his head and asked.
The boss is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties wearing a gray robe. He holds a pen in one hand and presses the account book with the other and looks towards Yunjing and the others.
The waiter first arranged for Yun Lin and his grandson to sit down, and then quickly walked over and explained the whole story.
After hearing this, the boss patted the waiter on the shoulder and laughed and scolded: "You guys, you make arbitrary decisions based on your first impression alone. This is your fault. Fortunately, you corrected your mistake in time and did not cause a bigger misunderstanding.
Forget it this time”
"What my boss has taught me is that I must pay attention next time," the waiter quickly apologized.
Although the waiter only works in this restaurant, this job is not easy to find. Although he is doing the job of waiting on people, he is paid, and he does not worry about being hungry when working in the restaurant. Compared to countless
The farmer who cultivates the land is so happy that he has one meal and no next meal. He doesn't want to offend his boss and lose his job because of this trivial matter.
The boss nodded with satisfaction and said: "We are open for business. Although it is a small business, but just like being a human being, always remember that being kind to others will last long. You are a guest when you come to the door, no matter how high or low you are. There is absolutely no reason to turn away guests.
, if you turn them away today, although it may seem like a small business with only a bowl of porridge, but with such signs, other customers will definitely be turned away one day in the future because of a bad mood or other reasons.
Is the business still going to be done? The same goes for being a human being. Don’t make enemies based on personal preferences and first impressions. This is not good.”
"Remember my boss's teachings," the waiter nodded sincerely again.
Then the boss said with satisfaction: "Go and get busy..."
Yunjing, who was not far away, also heard the boss's words, and was quite surprised. The boss seemed to be a bit of a mentor, but what he said was absolutely right. Being kind to others will last a long time. Obviously, the boss has a lot of knowledge about how to deal with others.
My own opinion.
Judging from the way he held his pen, he must have read books. Scholars often like to explain great principles to others. As if not doing so is not enough to show off his knowledge, Yunjing was immediately relieved.
Looking at the counter, Yunjing looked away from the boss, and then unexpectedly discovered that the counter was missing a tool that he remembered as a must-have for every counter.
There was no abacus on the counter.
In the boss's hand are bamboo sticks of different lengths, which seem to be his calculation tools.
"Doesn't this world even have an abacus?" Yunjing wondered, but he didn't ask, because this was not a question he should ask at his age or as a farmer's kid.
Keeping this in mind, if there is really no calculation in this world, Yunjing estimates that this great 'invention' will be born from his own hands one day in the future, probably, if he still remembers this by then...
Yunlin has lived half his life and has never been in a restaurant before. This time, he felt uncomfortable and reserved sitting in the restaurant. He felt a little restless as if there were nails growing under his buttocks.
Yun Jing felt quite uncomfortable seeing him like this. He would have starved if he had known this. It's not that he had any objections to this store, it was just that he couldn't bear to see his grandfather embarrassed.
Fortunately, the waiter soon brought two bowls of porridge. After putting them down, he said, "Please be patient. If you have any instructions, just say hello. I'll be at the door."
After saying that, the waiter took two steps back and prepared to leave.
Yun Lin suddenly stood up and said nervously: "Brother, I only ordered a bowl of porridge, and I didn't ask for eggs. You..."
As he said this, he pointed at the two large bowls of porridge with eggs on the table and was at a loss. These cost six copper coins. Isn't this blackmail?
Without waiting for the waiter to answer, the boss behind the counter said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, old man, I asked them to go up there. Don't worry, it doesn't cost any money. Just think that I am not apologizing to Xiao Lin before."
At this time, the waiter named Xiao Lin had left. Yun Lin looked at the boss and said at a loss: "How can this happen? How can this happen..."
This feeling of being respected by others made Yunlin feel very comfortable, but he was even more at a loss. With his status, it was actually reasonable for him to be looked down upon by others. The boss's actions simply refreshed his outlook on life.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. It only costs a few coppers. I can still afford it, as long as the old man doesn't say that our store doesn't understand etiquette." The boss said with a smile.
"Don't dare, don't dare, this...this..."
Yun Lin was even more at a loss. He didn't know how to answer his questions. He couldn't stand or sit, and he was so cramped that he couldn't place his hands and feet.
Yunjing sighed in his heart. Grandpa's simplicity and shop owner's kindness and generosity are a reflection of normal life. How come there are so many intrigues, deceptions, swords and swords in the world? How many times in a normal life can a normal person experience the kind of things that are far away from life and only exist in stories?
matter?
In order to dispel Yun Lin's concerns, the boss took the initiative to change the subject and said: "Old man, sit down and eat slowly. By the way, are you coming to town to visit relatives or...?"
"We are here to sell things in the town," Yunlin hesitated and sat down before saying. He subconsciously emphasized the word "selling things". It was obvious that he was greatly touched by being mistaken for a beggar before.
Nodding, the boss said: "Well, if it's convenient, can you tell me what you sell? Anyway, I'm idle. If it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask."
Yunjing was already drinking porridge in small sips. He was really hungry. Not to mention, the porridge in this store was quite good. Although it only had salt as a seasoning, it was fragrant and delicious, especially with the addition of eggs.
, it tastes so smooth in your mouth...
After taking a sip, Yun Lin quickly put down his bowl and replied, "There's nothing I can't say. I'm just selling some bamboo products that I weave in my spare time. I can't sell them on the counter."
"Haha, I make money by doing my craftsmanship. I don't mean anything, and there's nothing I can't do. How's the old man's business going?" The shopkeeper continued to chat while he was busy.
Seeing how kind the shopkeeper was, Yun Lin was no longer so reserved and said with a smile: "It's okay."
"The results are pretty good, very good," the boss nodded.
Picking up the porridge bowl again, Yunlin felt that the boss was really easy to talk to, so he hesitated and asked cautiously: "Boss, you have a lot of experience. I want to ask you something, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."
"It doesn't matter if you say it, old man," the boss said in an easy-to-understand manner.
Yun Lin nodded and said: "That's right. When I came to town today, in addition to selling bamboo weaving, I accidentally got some honey in the wild before, and then sold it on the way, but I have never sold this thing before. I didn't know it for a while.
What should I do? If possible, can the boss give me some advice?"
"Honey?" After hearing this, the boss looked up and looked at Yun Lin again. He even stopped settling accounts. He seemed a little surprised. You should know that honey is not common.
Yunlin, who made up his mind to sell maltose as honey, nodded and said, "Yes, it's exactly honey. Can the boss give me some directions?"
"Can you show me, old man?" the boss said, putting down what he was doing, and walked over from behind the counter.
Unexpectedly, his reaction was so big. Yunlin thought for a while and looked at the boss who walked by and said, "This is not something shameful. The boss can see it if he wants."
With that said, Yunlin opened the bamboo tube and took off the lid to show him.
The appearance of the maltose in the bamboo tube is not much different from that of honey. There are some impurities in it, but it is consistent with honey that has not dealt with the impurities well.
After taking a look, the boss's eyes lit up and he said: "It's really honey..." After saying that, he smelled it, frowned slightly and said: "This honey... seems to taste a little wrong. Why does it smell like malt?"
"I got this by chance in the wild. As for the taste, I don't know. Maybe the bees in the nest had their own ideas when brewing honey?" Yunlin said cautiously.
He has made up his mind and no one can do it. This means that the honey has not escaped. If you don't believe me, there is nothing I can do. You can ask the bees yourself.
Hearing his grandfather's words, Yunjing, who was drinking porridge, almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Bee also had his own ideas, and he didn't know why the honest and humble grandfather said this out of a hurry.
At least he held it back, Yunjing lowered his head and drank porridge to hide his strangeness.
The boss didn't think there was anything wrong with Yunlin's words. After all, the honey brewed by different bees is different due to seasonal reasons. Although the current 'honey' has the aroma of malt, it is not unacceptable.
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Then, the boss looked at Yun Lin and rubbed his hands and asked, "Old man, how about selling me this honey?"
"Ah?" Yunlin didn't react for a moment.
At this moment, Yunjing, who was lowering his head to drink porridge, sighed in his heart and thought to himself, look, good things don't have to be sold at all, especially 'honey', which can barely be called a rare thing. Many times, people who really want it
You can't even buy it with money.
I've been squatting on the street for a long time and no one paid attention to it. That's because people don't know what you are selling.
No, the restaurant owner obviously likes this kind of person. His eyes lit up when he looked at the 'honey' in Yun Lin's hand...
This chapter has been completed!