The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 276 Killing Four Chickens

Time: 2:20 PM on the second day after returning from the time travel.

Location: Deyuelou Small Shop.

After watching the last customer in the shop put down his chopsticks with a satisfied expression, leaving behind two plates that were cleaner than a dog had licked clean, he left.

With a 'clatter,' Hu Biao threw down the spoon in his hand, saying with lingering fear, 'Good heavens! At least we managed to get through the lunch break.'

Upon hearing this, Sister Lin, Four-Eyes, Big Monkey, and Iron Rooster remained silent.

But their expressions showed complete agreement with Boss Hu.

The reason these five people reacted in this way is quite simple: Deyuelou Restaurant has finally launched new products, as shown on the small blackboard hanging on the wall behind the cashier.

More items are available, such as braised pork rice, braised pork rice, and various braised dishes that can be ordered individually.

Oh, right! Around 10 a.m., Hu Biao was still posting related news and pictures in the foodie group that regular customers had spontaneously created, which now has two groups.

Then, the foodies were thrilled.

Incidentally, the shop's business was so booming at noon today that it was quite alarming.

Just how popular are they? Sales of twice-cooked pork rice bowls, oil-splashed noodles, and roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) haven't decreased at all; in fact, they've increased by 10% or 20%.

In addition, Hu Biao prepared more than 200 jin (100 kg) of various braised dishes, intending to sell them all day and leave some for Annie, Sister Lin, and others to take home and eat in the evening. He sold them all out in one noon.

If there were more, another hundred or so kilograms could be sold.

To provide a side of rice to accompany all the dishes and braised foods, the restaurant's several large electric rice cookers, which are used in the cafeteria, are constantly cooking rice without stopping.

There was even a second-hand rice cooker that had been used too roughly and was burnt out somewhere.

The bottled water, beer, and drinks that I restocked this morning are almost all gone. Looks like I'll have to call the salesperson to deliver more later.

There's no way around it! It would be a waste not to have a few bites of such good food.
In short, the number of customers at noon today was much higher than before.

The lunch break was over in a flash. Even Hu Biao, whose physical condition was now as robust as a donkey in the production team, was exhausted. Not to mention the others, such as Si Yan.

I lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and perked up a bit.

Hu Biao shouted, "You stingy bastard, didn't you leave behind more than a dozen phone numbers of people who wanted to apply for the waiter position when you stayed at the store yesterday?"
Call them right now and ask them to come over. If they meet the requirements, hire them immediately and have them start work tomorrow morning.

Otherwise, if we keep working like this for several days in a row, it might exhaust everyone and cause them serious health problems.

Upon hearing this, the stingy man, who hadn't even wanted to say a word before, immediately perked up and quickly pulled out his phone to make a call.

The job applicants from yesterday were notified to come over immediately, as the boss would personally conduct the interviews and make the final decision.

Twenty minutes later, the applicant who was closest to the shop arrived, and then the others arrived one after another.

It's just a small restaurant, hiring some cleaning and odd jobs. It's not like they're selecting concubines for the emperor, so why would they have so many requirements?

With the salary and benefits offered by Deyuelou, it was one of the best in Majuqiao, making it quite tempting.

Around four o'clock, after a brief selection process, Hu Biao had recruited five people.

There were five people in total, four women and one man. They either had relevant work experience or looked like they were quick and efficient at their work.

After agreeing to a one-month probationary period, during which they would be offered permanent positions if they performed well, the five agreed to come to work the next morning.

At this point, Deyuelou had basically recruited all the additional staff needed to expand its business.

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A few minutes later, as Hu Biao was sorting out the basic information of several new employees, preparing to go to the door after he finished and tear the handwritten A4 recruitment notice off the door.

Suddenly, a question in a thick Guangxi accent came from the doorway:
"Hello! Are you still hiring waiters here?" At that moment, Sister Lin was cleaning up at the door. Upon hearing this, she quickly replied, "Unfortunately, we've already filled all our positions. Why don't you try looking elsewhere?"

After hearing Sister Lin's answer, a girl in her early twenties with relatively dark skin...

After shaking his head helplessly, he prepared to turn and leave.

Just then, a voice came from inside the store: "The store is probably going to be quite busy in the future, so hiring one more person wouldn't be bad. Why don't you come in and have a chat?"

Upon hearing this greeting, the visitor was immediately filled with delight.

The person who said the above sentence was naturally Mr. Hu, the owner of Deyuelou.

As for why he said that? It was the girl at the door. Although she had short hair in my memory, she now had long, flowing hair, and her dirty, old military uniform had been replaced by fashionable jeans and a jacket.

But the features and appearance of that face were exactly like those of Ling Lanfang, the female soldier who sacrificed herself to blow up the tanks in Taierzhuang during their last time travel.

To be honest, Hu Biao wasn't particularly surprised to run into this old friend at Deyuelou.

It must be that everyone's fate from their past lives was not yet over. Not only him, but also his teammates in the other time-traveling teams encountered similar situations to varying degrees in the modern world.

But seeing yet another respectable predecessor living a new life in this wonderful era still fills Hu Biao's heart with warmth and joy.

He would never have too many of these serendipitous encounters.

I was in a great mood for a moment, but I was afraid of scaring the other person, so I didn't show it.

"What's your name, Miss? Have you ever worked as a waitress before?" After inviting her to sit down and pouring her a glass of water, Hu Biao began the interview process.

Although he had already decided to hire them, he still wanted to put on a show.

"Boss, my name is Ling Lanfang, and I've never worked as a waitress before," the person answered honestly. Surprisingly, this was still the name in the modern world.

Because of the name, Hu Biao paused for a few seconds before continuing:
"It's okay if you don't have experience. It's not a high-tech job. You can get the hang of it in a day or two."

How about this? There's a one-month trial period, and the monthly salary for waiters is 8,000 yuan, with five social insurances and one housing fund. Meals are provided, but accommodation is not, but there is a housing allowance. There are four days off per month.

"Can you accept these terms? If so, you can start work tomorrow."

"Of course I can accept it, thank you boss." Ling Lanfang agreed almost immediately, looking quite relieved.

Seeing this, Hu Biao couldn't help but ask, "Is it difficult to find a job in Majuqiao lately?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ling Lanfang finally answered seriously, revealing herself to be an honest and simple person:

"It's a bit harder to find than before, but the main reason is that my Mandarin is not very standard. Some bosses are unwilling to hire waiters who need to interact with people."

Hearing this, Hu Biao finally realized something:
She fears neither heaven nor earth, but she dreads people from Guangxi speaking Mandarin. Although not all of them have an accent, Ling Lanfang's Mandarin is truly difficult to understand.

However, he had long been accustomed to the various accents spoken by his fellow Nationalist soldiers during his time travel, and he simply didn't react immediately.

After recalling a joke, Hu Biao made a small request of the new employee:

"Come on, repeat after me, Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region."

It was obvious that Ling Lanfang had also heard of this joke, but this girl was quite magnanimous and didn't get angry. She just said, "Guangxi hit and killed four chickens."

After Hu Biao and the others in the shop couldn't help but laugh when he spoke such awkward Mandarin, Ling Lanfang also laughed after thinking about it.

In this relaxed atmosphere, Ling Lanfang joined the Deyuelou shop, a small but absolutely warm "family".

In a different way, we're fighting side by side again...

(End of this chapter)