Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 92 Late Night Canteen

"Give me one portion of each first, so I can try something new." The diner smiled heartily, but immediately stopped smiling when he saw another diner next to him with a depressed look on his face.

"Try some of each, and pair them with some lemonade." The diner whispered to An Qiao.

An Qiao was already a little dazed by the smoke, so she smiled and nodded.

Yesterday, the restaurant's evening stall opened a new business, processing external ingredients or reprocessing purchased food.

In fact, it was because Anqiao found that many people who came for dinner or midnight snacks would bring some food that they had not finished eating in the morning or at noon. Anqiao thought it was a bit wasteful, so she launched this service.

There happened to be a large iron plate in the hall, which was the main tool that Anqiao had been using for "Omakase". People who came only needed to give Anqiao their unfinished food and tell him what they liked. Anqiao would then try to process it for them, similar to a modern microwave oven, or a microwave oven with more seasoning functions.

While An Qiao was preparing the roast pork intestines with green onions, she handed the roasted bird with lantern to a customer and took the steamed dumplings from another diner.

For a moment, the restaurant was more like a huge night market stall, filled with smoke and various smells mixed together, but it didn't smell bad.

"Ding-dong-"

The wind chimes at the door rang again.

"My dear, why do you smell so good today? What delicious food did you make?" The person who came was a woman who occasionally enjoyed midnight snacks. She was wearing a plain dress, clean and soft.

"Grilled pork intestines with green onions and roasted bird with lanterns." An Qiao answered again.

I don’t know if it’s these two things that make the restaurant popular, but within a short while, many people came and went.

"Give me one." After saying that, the woman sat down by the window, opened the scroll in her hand, and in a few breaths she was immersed in the story again.

An Qiao prepared food for everyone and brought it to the table, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

The late-night snack stall hasn't been this busy in a long time.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang again. This time it was a group of people from Dali Temple. They had been squatting on the mountain for the whole day again, trying to figure out the daily routes and patterns of the Tiandi Sect.

This matter cannot be rushed, so no one is in a hurry to close the case quickly.

"Young lady, what is this made of? It smells so good, how come I have never smelled it before?" Zhao Huaiqing spoke first.

An Qiao answered again.

"Okay, okay. It's always interesting to see someone sitting at the bar. I want one tonight, too." Zhao Huaiqing said as he sat down at the bar.

An Qiao looked at the remaining people, and they looked at each other and nodded.

The Dali Temple group sat down at the bar, which was not very spacious to begin with, and was already packed with people because of the four of them.

Since the bar was built, no one in Dali Temple has actually ever sat there. The bar is different from other private seats, as there is a small bell on each table top.

Press the small bell to add more food.

Press the small bell twice to change the flavor.

There is a notice on the bar, so there is no need to explain it over and over again.

"Ding Ding——" Everyone in the Dali Temple pressed the button.

An Qiao handed over a portion of freshly roasted pork intestines with green onions, and quickly put the milk tofu on the iron plate, waiting for others to ring the bell.

Zhao Huaiqing thought it was fun and quickly finished his meal and then pressed the bell.

An Qiao put the roasted lantern bird on Zhao Huaiqing's plate.

The seven bells tinkled from time to time, but since no one was talking particularly loudly, the place didn't feel noisy.

It was rare that the few of them did not say anything about the case. They just said that they might come to the restaurant less frequently during this period because they had to go out on field work every time.

"I tried drying fruits some time ago, and they can be soaked in water and drunk." An Qiao started to promote the newly made dried fruits with a smile.

"What kind of fruit can be soaked in water and drunk?" Xinhai became interested. After all, whether it was this case or not, he was the one who went out on the field the most. Every time he felt extremely thirsty, he had to endure it.

"That's it. There are quite a lot of dried fruits. Pear slices plus some licorice can clear the lungs and moisten the throat. Rose flowers plus some roselle can beautify the skin. This is a new business I opened in the grocery store. There is a cabinet that is bigger than the drug store. You can pack what you want and then weigh it. Different fruits and petals have different prices." An Qiao always spares no effort in introducing her products.

Xin Hai was really excited, "Can I buy everything?"

"Basically, anything that can be soaked in water, I've made it. You can also buy pine needles for you to soak with mint leaves." An Qiao pointed to the cups of the people present, "The hawthorn slices you drink today will also work."

"I'll go to the young lady's grocery store to buy some tomorrow." Xinhai was extremely excited and couldn't wait to knock on the door of the store. He was so thirsty from going up and down the mountain these past two days. The key point was that his throat felt like it was smoking, and he didn't like drinking plain water. If he had some flavored tea, he could drink more.

An Qiao nodded happily, "You have a lot of stamped discount tickets here. I can give them to you, and you can get a discount when you take them there."

In fact, everyone in the Dali Temple has saved up a lot of coupons here, but Gu Shaoqing is not short of money. He often just leaves a silver ingot and leaves, leaving no chance for discounts at all.

Zhao Huaiqing and Wu Huan were in a daze and always forgot about this matter. When they remembered it, Gu Shaoqing might treat them again and there would be no need to use the coupon.

Xin Hai is special. He doesn't come as often as the other three people, but he has accumulated a lot of discount tickets. Because he always delivers and doesn't come in person, he has accumulated a lot of discount tickets.

Ever since Anqiao started the delivery service, the little beggars have come to work almost every day, delivering food to various households in Kyoto Prefecture. Many of them have eaten and want to eat again, so they request the delivery service.

Sometimes it even feels like there are more people ordering delivery services than eating in the restaurant.

"Okay, if you need it, please give me one, young lady." Xin Hai had just eaten a string of roasted bird with lanterns. He couldn't tell what it tasted like, but he felt more and more addicted to it and wanted to eat another string. So he pressed the bell with one hand and pointed at the roasted bird with the other, indicating that he wanted more.

An Qiao served him a string first, then turned back to look for Xin Hai's coupons.

The others nodded and said they also wanted coupons for grilled pork intestines with green onions. After all, there was no point in keeping them if they were not used.

After ringing the bell for a whole night and eating a lot of skewers, they finally used the coupons contentedly. Each of them saved a few dozen coins. Although it was not much, they felt that the young lady's model was really interesting. No wonder she attracted so much business.

"Goodbye, sir." An Qiao nodded slightly to the others, turned around and saw the depressed guest still drinking. She could only say, "Sir, your drink has reached the limit tonight. You can't have another refill."

I'm really afraid of something happening if I drink.