Cai Gen didn't ask any more questions and told Yang Zai,
"If he works hard, nothing will happen to him. Just accept his fate.
Maybe this is God giving you a warning to protect you?"
What he said was a little off track, and Yangzi didn't care. He kept asking questions with a big tongue,
"Why did God protect me?"
Is this the point? Cai Gen said angrily,
"You are his godson. If not, who will protect you?"
After hearing this, Yangzi was overjoyed, raised his glass and started drinking, as if he was happy that he had such a powerful godfather.
The waiter in the kitchen was confused when he was suddenly asked by Cai Gen.
After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that I shouldn’t cause trouble to my boss.
You should let your boss worry less and overcome it on your own.
After making the decision, I happily started to serve the rice. Each box was packed in a very standard way.
Dedicated and accurate to every grain of rice, no more, no less, evenly distributed.
When Xiao Sun came back from shopping for groceries, Yang Zai was already drunk.
He lay down on Cai Gen's bed and fell asleep, not caring about anything else.
Cai Gen was fine, he was half drunk, mainly because he drank too little liquor.
The happy mood after drinking continued to increase with the guests entering the house at night.
Yes, the lady at the supermarket did not fool anyone. The store was full at night, and they were all high school students.
It has changed, it has indeed changed, Cai Gen firmly believed in his heart.
Not only was the store full, the tables were turned over, and there was no room to sit for takeaways.
Cai Gen's store finally looked as expected.
Xiao Sun was still a little weak, but fortunately he had a waiter to help him. It was quite difficult for three people to cope with a room full of guests.
Finally, I called Zhen Shuiyin over, and then I was busy with that group.
After everyone had finished eating and left, Cai Gen prepared to prepare dinner.
The waiter was very nice, and he skillfully combined the leftovers and new dishes without Cai Gen reaching out, without any waste.
During the meal, Cai Gen was not very hungry. He drank tea and smoked next to him, mainly to sober up.
Zhen Shuiyin said to Cai Gen while eating,
"Brother Cai, do you know why there are so many guests?"
Cai Gen pinched out his cigarette and looked out the window at the dark sky with a confident expression.
"God finally gave me luck. He knew it was not easy for me and stopped blocking my fortune."
He was still sober. Xiao Sun couldn't hold back his laughter, and Zhen Shui Yin also held back.
Xiao Tianmao couldn't hold it back and laughed, realizing something was wrong.
Cai Gen's eyes were sharp, like an unsheathed sword piercing him,
"Master, I am happy for you. Congratulations on your luck. God has opened your eyes."
The flattery is not careless at all, the traces of the forced slap are too obvious,
It was rare for Cai Gen to pretend to be stupid, so he just thought what he said was true.
Zhen Shuiyin couldn't listen anymore.
"Brother Cai, your business is good because those mobile stalls in front of the school are all gone.
Students have no choice but to come here."
Are they all obscene? They also said that it wasn’t God who opened his eyes, they should have been obscene a long time ago.
No rent paid, no license required, no workers hired, and zero-cost operation, who can compete with it?
Who can compete with cooking a few vegetables at home and packing them into a lunch box for five yuan a serving?
In the past, when Dongbei Malatang was still the restaurant next door to Cai Gen, I reported it many times, but to no avail.
They run away as soon as the stewards come, and come back as soon as the stewards leave. Who can stand guerrilla warfare?
Cai Gen once went to the high school gate and counted seventy-two vendors.
Box lunches, noodles, grilled sausages, fried skewers, burgers, and milk tea are all available, and it’s almost time for the night market.
If a company serves ten students, more than 700 potential customers of Cai Gen will be gone.
Cai Gen's business is not doing well. Although it is not directly related to these mobile vendors, the impact is not small.
"Yellow is great! Xiaoshui, who did you listen to?"
Zhen Shuiyin said,
"I just heard from a customer, a high school kid said that the lunch boxes sold at the door were still good when they were bought.
When I got it to class and opened it, it smelled so bad that I never ate it again."
Well, it's shoddy, there's no quality control, and the quality is uneven. It's inevitable that this will happen.
This is the difference between formal catering employees and informal ones.
Cai Gen felt that his sense of mission was even stronger.
"Well, it's really disgusting. It would be great to eat here."
Zhen Shui Yin rarely put down her chopsticks and said to Cai Gen's drunken eyes,
"Brother Cai, don't you understand?
Not just one or two boxes, but all the box lunches sold at the door, and they all stink."
Huh? What's wrong with the stinky ones? It means they all have bad intentions.
Suddenly, Cai Gen thought of a story,
Legend has it that a man met a god, and the god gave him a lot of gold. When he took it home, the gold turned into cakes.
If those people who set up stalls at the door are not crazy, they can't possibly sell smelly lunch boxes?
This is not a one-time deal, this is a long-term business.
It was good when I bought it, but it smelled bad when I took it back.
Are these lunch box sellers all gods? They only serve to entertain students?
He instantly gave up this guess and looked at Zhen Shuiyin.
"Does it mean that all lunch boxes smell bad on the road?"
It's a three-minute journey from the school gate to the class. What's the shelf life that can stink?
Cai Gen sobered up immediately and asked quickly,
"Did you pack it just now? How many servings?"
Xiao Sun, who was in charge of packing just now, also felt something was wrong.
"Not much, four or five copies, maybe. Third uncle is suspicious?"
Yes, you don’t have much to eat. The lunch boxes from street vendors can stink, but your own food is not immune either.
This was a matter of destroying the signboard, and Cai Gen was very anxious.
Soon, the actual situation satisfied Cai Gen's worries.
As soon as the bell rang, the store door opened,
Wang Si walked in, holding several boxes of packed meals.
As soon as he entered the room, he put the lunch box in front of Cai Gen and said, taking credit,
"Uncle Cai, what's wrong with you?
If the business is not good, we can't be so timid. We're killing the goose to get the eggs, right?
Fortunately, you were a classmate of mine. When I saw your packaging bags, I bought them all.
You said you are short of money, but if you get a complaint, the store will be closed for you."
At this moment, Cai Gen also felt the benefits of burning a cold stove.
No, I was kind to Wang Si, and Wang Si's reward will come.
But the price is the branch next door, which costs 2 million.
Ignoring Wang Si and continuing to write, Cai Gen opened the lunch box packaging.
A strong stench instantly filled the entire store.
The waiter quickly opened the store door so that everyone could breathe smoothly. It was so disgusting.
Looking at the lunch box, it cannot be described as expired.
This should be called corruption. Not to mention growing hair, it is also infested with worms.
Cai Gen quickly closed the lunch box, Cai Gen looked horrified, mainly because of fear.
Fast food restaurants are the foundation for our livelihood. Food safety is very strict.
If something happens, especially to students, if three people complain, it will be considered a mass incident.
With five boxes of lunch, it’s possible to go in by yourself.
Xiao Sun grabbed a small insect that crawled out from the lunch box, observed it, and handed it to Xiao Tmall.
"Bitcat, look at it, does it look familiar?"
Xiao Tianmao took the bug with a look of disgust on his face, and strangled him to death in disgust.
"It doesn't look familiar to me, and I'm not a corpse, but I know the soul-eating worm."