An hour later, the whole utility room was completely renewed.

Bei Yutang glanced at the sky and walked downstairs. There were already a lot of people sitting in the hall, and Wang Xiaoyu was busy running back and forth between the kitchen and the hall alone.

Bei Yutang walked to the window of the dish delivery, saw the dish out of the pot, glanced at the list, and sent it to the fifth table.

When Wang Xiaoyu saw her sending it over, she hurriedly shouted, "Wait, do you know what table this is?" ”

"Yes, Table Five. It was written on the list. ”

Wang Xiaoyu saw the same, and there was nothing wrong, so he nodded, "Then go quickly." ”

The proprietress looked at the busy figure of Bei Yutang and was very satisfied.

The little girl is very clever and quick to learn.

By dinner time, more and more people came to the restaurant, and the entire hall was full. The business of Xingxin Hotel is the best in the neighborhood and is very famous in this area.

By the time the proofing was done in the evening, it was already around eight o'clock in the evening, and there was no one on the street.

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

On a busy day, lying on this familiar bed, watching the night outside the stingy window, I fell asleep deeply. The job of Xingxin Hotel is very simple, there is no work before the morning, just arrive at the store at ten o'clock.

The next day, Beiyutang went out early in the morning.

Walking in the direction of memory, she found the room where she had been held for several years. She didn't 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 out of the room came a burly, dark-skinned man with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets.

The people I met on the road, as soon as they saw him, they all got out of the way.

Bei Yutang stared at him tightly.

Bei Yutang chased along the way, saw Zhao Xiong, walked to a morning vendor, sat down, and said loudly.

"Dead old man, hurry up and eat, old rules."

The stall owner is an old couple who are over half a hundred years old, and the old man's face changed when he saw Zhao Xiong.

"Zhao Xiong, you give the money first, or pay off the previous credit. Otherwise, don't want me to give you another to eat. The old man said with a calm face.

Zhao Xiong slapped the table, stood up from the ground, kicked the small table and small stool over directly, and said with a fierce face: "Damn, Lao Tzu came to eat with you, that is to give you face." Old immortal, you don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink. Believe it or not, I make it impossible for you to put down 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 be like 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 slapped the table again, "What's the use of a bowl of porridge, and five more buns." ”

Bei Yutang saw that there were a lot of people standing around, but none of these people stepped forward to help, even the people who were eating at the stall just now left in a hurry when they saw Zhao Xiong coming.

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

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

"Be quiet, don't let Zhao Xiong hear it, otherwise I'll have to beat you half-disabled." Someone reminded.

When the others heard this, they all closed their mouths, obviously very afraid of Zhao Xiong.