The sky is getting dark, and the sky in Xinjiang Province is much different from that in the interior. It is already half past seven, and the sun has only set. People's dinner time has also officially begun.
In the hotel, the crowd gradually became noisy. Xiaoxi had already brought the evening dishes to the front hall, and the diners who had paid for the buffet consciously took their plates and lined up to wait for their dishes.
The proprietress looked at the queue gradually with a smile, half-leaning on the edge of the cashier and chatting with regular customers.
"Xiao Xi's cooking is so good. Ever since my little baby ate the food she cooked, he has never forgotten it. He waits at the door every day just to have a bite." The guest was a young mother, looking at her half-year-old mother.
The children were lining up with plates in their hands and couldn't help but sigh, "You have found a treasure."
The landlady glanced at her: "What? The food cooked by Lao Li before was not good? I didn't see you coming here even if it wasn't good?"
The young mother scoffed and replied a little sheepishly: "Oh, that's not what I meant..." Seeing the teasing smile on her face, he realized that she had been tricked, so he spat and gave her a little slap.
With a punch, "Sister, don't you want to expand the hotel?"
The young mother has grown up eating food in the restaurant. Her parents brought her here when she was a child, and now she brings her children. For decades, the restaurant has remained the same, and the money has not increased much. In this materialistic world,
Times, regular customers like them are worried about whether the hotel can continue to operate.
The landlady looked at her seriously, shook her head lightly, and stretched out casually: "This is good, but no matter how big it is, it won't be able to maintain the business."
"I mean, you can raise the price a little bit!" the young mother blurted out.
The landlady asked back: "You don't want to save money to buy a house?"
The young mother was speechless. She had been in the village for a long time, and everyone was very familiar with her. She had been married to her husband for many years, and her husband worked in a nearby provincial city to make money. She and her children lived in her parents' home. Although her parents did not care about her.
It's great, but the young couple is always a little embarrassed. They have worked hard to save money in the past two years, just to make a down payment in the provincial capital, to make the husband feel proud in his parents' home, and to make it easier for the baby to study in the future.
Seeing that she didn't speak, the landlady patted the back of her hand and said, "You, you are in a mess, and you are worried about me! I have rules. No matter how many hours or hundreds of years I open in the future, the price will always be the same."
Such."
"Mom - come on! It's my turn!" The young mother wanted to say something else, but Xiao Bao, who was not far away, waved to her softly and pointed to the dinner plate in her hand.
She forced a smile and said, "Just come."
There was a row of dinner dishes, a large plate of chicken with rich soup, a refreshing and delicious tiger dish, hot and fragrant mushroom and spicy pork... a row full of them.
"Sister Xiaoxi, I want to eat a big plate of chicken and spicy meat... Well, I also want to eat steak..." Xiaobao stood in front of the vegetable basin, biting his fingers and feeling embarrassed.
"Xiaobao, you can only choose what you want to eat the most!" the young mother said euphemistically. The restaurant has been very good to diners like them. The dish for ten yuan includes one large meat and one small meat, and there are unlimited vegetables.
Yes, there is also free soup and pasta.
Xiaoxi glanced at Xiaobao who was in a dilemma, took the plate in his hand, and cooked a large spoonful of chicken, another spoonful of spicy meat, and then picked up a piece of fat and thin steak from the bucket. Waiting until
When I ordered the vegetarian dishes, I slapped my wrist and asked expressionlessly: "I gave you an extra piece of steak. I can only choose two kinds of vegetarian dishes. What do you want to eat?"
Xiaobao's eyes lit up and he instantly became happy. He pointed in front and said, "Chuan Lian Bai and Hu Cai! Thank you Sister Xiaoxi!"
The young mother quickly stopped: "Xiaoxi, you can't—"
Xiaoxi didn't say anything yet, but the diners behind him laughed, "It's rare that your little one wants to eat something. Wasn't he a very picky eater a while ago? You don't want to eat more!"
The young mother bit her lip, looked at her cheerful son, and fell silent for a moment.
Xiaoxi took the full dish from Xiaoxi's hand, looked at her deeply, and said softly: "Thank you." Xiaoxi nodded, accepting her thanks. But soon
Ignoring her, he continued in a cold voice: "Next one."
Most of the diners who come to the restaurant have a tacit understanding and never make excessive demands. Even though Xiaobao has set a precedent, others are very sensible and only choose what they want to eat.
"Mom, eat this, it's delicious!" Xiaobao chewed the steak in his mouth, swaying his little feet intoxicatedly, and pushed the bowl towards his mother from time to time, wanting her to have a taste too.
The young mother touched his head, her eyes filled with tenderness: "You can eat it, mom doesn't like steak. Mom can just eat spicy noodles."
Really? Xiaobao looked at his mother seriously and saw that she really didn't even look at the steak and looked uninterested, so he continued to eat with peace of mind. But he is a sensible baby. Since his mother doesn't like steak, she must
He likes to eat chicken. Sister Xiaoxi gave him a lot of chicken. After a while, he only ate one piece and left the rest for his mother.
Thinking of this, Xiaobao felt better. The dishes cooked by Sister Xiaoxi were much more delicious than Uncle Li's. Although they were all home-cooked dishes from Xinjiang Province, they were better than others. Xiaobao bit again.
Taking a bite of steak, feeling the tender meat bursting with juice in my mouth, I secretly covered my mouth and laughed.
And his mother was also shocked by the plate of spicy noodles in front of her.
Even after such a long time, the noodles are still as if they were just fished out of the water, chewy and chewy. The mutton is smooth, tender, fat but not greasy, with the spiciness of spices and the unique spiciness of Spicy Pizi. You can take one bite.
The spiciness fills the mouth and goes straight to the top of the head. Then it slowly descends and turns into a soft sweetness...
This taste is like her life, even if there is much pain and unwillingness now, it will eventually become overflowing with sweetness.
The young mother looked at Xiaobao, who was eating a mouthful of oil and water. She pushed the noodles on the plate, rolled up a chopstick and put it in her mouth, chewing hard.
The proprietress didn't seem to notice the incident at all, she didn't even glance at him, and continued chatting about five cents with the next diners who had finished their meal. Xiao Xi, who was still serving food, took advantage of the time between customers to take a quick look at the food.
The mother and son were extremely happy, with slight smiles on their faces wearing masks.
This day passed peacefully as usual. The diners left with their bellies full and satisfied. The proprietress clicked on the computer and sighed quietly.
"There is no need to pay me this month's salary." Xiaoxi quietly came to her side and whispered something in her ear.
The proprietress was startled by her, slapped her breasts and gave her a look: "Are you trying to scare people to death?" She then said contemptuously, "It's just two steaks, who are you looking down on?! Have you packed everything?"
Xiaoxi rubbed his nose in displeasure and quickly ran back to the kitchen.
The landlady was left silently watching her back. After a long time, she smiled softly: "What a silly girl."