Xiao Xiao looked at the specially prepared dipping sauce in the small gluttonous bowl.
so……
Will it really taste good?
…
The little Taotie immediately took a step forward.
He hid the bowl of condiments behind him.
What to do?
This bowl belongs to him.
The little glutton grinned.
The sharp fangs inside are vaguely exposed.
…
But in Xiao Xiao's eyes, the little monsters are not as big as the bowl behind him.
What's more, that bowl was filled with seasonings as high as a mountain.
The comparison of the size before and after made the corners of his eyes and eyebrows bring out a bit of a smile.
…
"Be careful."
Xiao Xiao reached out and gently touched the little Taotie's head.
Before the little Taotie could react, he took his hand back.
His eyes passed over the condiment bowl next to Xiao Taotie.
"Stop spilling it."
…
"Ouch~"
In Little Taotie's opinion, these words meant that he was looking down upon him... which made Little Taotie immediately forget that this human had touched his head before.
It raised its chin.
There was a look of disdain mixed with a bit of indifference.
sprinkle?
How could it possibly spill?
It hugged the mixing bowl next to it.
At the same time, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The next second, the little Taotie had a bright smile on his face.
It can't wait to start.
Little Taotie holding the condiment bowl -
Compared with the shaky flying method before, the little Taotie flew very steadily this time.
It placed the condiment bowl firmly on the dining table.
…
The eyes under the little Taotie's armpit rolled.
Seeing Xiao Xiao putting garnishes into the hot pot, his whole face lit up.
…
"Let's get started."
Xiao Xiao arched his eyebrows.
…
"Ouch~"
The little Taotie couldn't help but scream.
Soon, the little Taotie, who had had hot pot several times, started making hot pot by being familiar with it.
And the seasonings next to it are decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
…
Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly.
Next second-
"boom!"
A figure knocked open the door of the box and fell into the box -
It should be that the waiter did not close the door securely when he left.
Just hiding it.
It was knocked away as soon as someone hit it.
…
"This gentleman!"
The waiter's high-pitched voice, almost screaming, suddenly made the atmosphere tense.
It also attracted more people to pay attention to the activities here.
…
"Are you okay?"
The waiter walked quickly to the side of the man who fell to the ground.
…
At the last moment, the man waved his hand wildly and grabbed the door panel.
With these small amounts of pulling force, the man just fell to the ground instead of lying backward on the ground.
The man lowered his head.
It's hard to see his expression clearly.
But a strong smell of alcohol emanated from his body.
…
The waiter pursed his lips.
I felt a little hesitant in my heart.
The hand seems to be unstretched.
she……
Somewhat scared.
This guest was so drunk that he could not walk steadily.
She went over...
Will the other party go crazy with alcohol?
and……
The waiter shook his head slightly.
The strong smell of alcohol kept flowing into her nose.
She was a little dizzy.
It's also a little uncomfortable.
The nose is itchy.
I can't sneeze anymore.
…
"what happened?"
The commotion here attracted the manager in the lobby.
A smart-looking woman with short hair came hurriedly on high heels.
…
She was slightly startled when she saw the man sitting on the ground.
The strong smell of alcohol that entered her nose immediately made her understand the reason for the scene before her.
Her brows furrowed.
But it soon relaxed.
No restaurant likes drunk people.
Especially if the other party's wine is not good, it will be even worse.
To put it mildly, troublemaking drunkards are a big problem for any store.
Because there is no way to communicate with the other party.
…
The manager looked at the waiter behind him.
"Go and help the guest up."
No matter what, the other party is a customer of the store.
Naturally, they would not leave him alone.
If you really want to do this...
In this era of rapid information transmission, does her store still need its reputation?
…
The manager looked at the young man in the box.
I feel a little irritable.
He actually knocked other guests' boxes open.
She doesn't like drunk people.
Losing your mind and talking nonsense.
Excited.
It's okay to torment yourself.
If it affects others...
It's really a headache.
…..
An apologetic smile appeared on the manager's face.
"This guest."
She quickly scanned around the young man.
Um?
Is he the only one?
Coming to eat hotpot alone?
…
"terribly sorry."
The manager didn't hesitate for too long about whether he should come to hotpot alone.
Although hot pot is more lively when there are more people eating it.
But it doesn’t rule out that some people just like to eat hot pot alone.
Just like some people like to watch movies with friends.
But some people just like to watch movies alone.
This way you can fully immerse yourself in the movie.
No one will talk to you, and you won't respond.
…
"I'm causing you trouble."
The manager has a good attitude.
She bent her waist slightly.
"We'll leave soon."
"please-"
"Get away!"
The man's roar was like thunder on the ground.
It shocked everyone who paid attention here.
Especially the male waiter who is closest to the man, and the female waiter who wants to help.
They couldn't help but distance themselves from the man.
There was a bit of shock on his face.
The waitress looked a little pale.
…
The manager's heart also jumped heavily.
She turned around quickly.
"What's wrong?"
She just passed by the man sitting on the ground and walked into this room...
The man's silence made her feel relieved.
She thought the man was close to being drunk and delirious.
I didn't expect the other party to suddenly make such a loud noise.
…
The manager frowned.
She turned around and took a few steps closer to the man.
"This gentleman."
"We mean no harm."
"We just want to help you get up."
The manager gave the waiter a wink.
…
After being stunned for a moment, the waiter immediately nodded in understanding.
He walked into the man.
He reached out to help the man sitting on the ground.
…
"Get away!"
The man yelled again.
The face he suddenly raised turned red.
With his eyes wide open, people could more clearly see the hysteria, madness and resentment in the man's eyes.
…
Man waving his hands.
Don't let anyone get near him.
…
"This guest."
The manager kept a safe distance from the man.
She reached out and rubbed her temples.
Trying to reason with a drunk man.
"You're drunk."
"Let's help you to a nearby lounge first."
"Then contact your relatives or your friends to pick you up..."
…
Relatives...
As soon as these two words entered the man's ears, the man couldn't help but tremble all over.
"...I have no relatives anymore..."
The man lowered his head again, his low and hoarse voice had a somewhat rough texture.
…..
"ah?"
The manager felt like he heard something just now?