I, reborn, really don't want to be a matchmaker!

"But the problem is I don't have the tools!" Seeing that Qin Chaoyang sounded quite convincing, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Young man, how about I go borrow a set of tools and you fix it for me?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you repair it for nothing."

"I'll give you thirty dollars as payment."

In 1988, people who could afford to ride motorcycles were generally not short of money, so it was not surprising that they offered a reward of thirty yuan.

Of course, the most important thing is that the repair shop owner wants two hundred. Compared to thirty, which is more or less? The middle-aged man naturally knows very well.

Seeing that he didn't have anything else to do for the time being, Qin Chaoyang nodded in agreement: "Okay! Go and borrow the tools, I'll fix it for you."

"Then you watch my motorcycle for me," the middle-aged man said, turning and running towards the alley on his right.

The reason he felt so at ease was clearly because he lived nearby.

Sure enough, a moment later, he appeared carrying a toolbox.

Seeing this, Li Mei couldn't help but whisper to Qin Chaoyang, "Brother, you really know how to fix motorcycles?"

In her opinion, this motorcycle was too complicated.

Without relevant professional knowledge, it's likely that it simply cannot be repaired.

"Of course I can fix it." Qin Chaoyang took the toolbox, took out a wrench that could remove spark plugs, and then, in front of the middle-aged man and Li Mei, skillfully removed the spark plugs.

Qin Chaoyang removed the spark plug, examined it, and then took the lighter handed to him by the middle-aged man and lit it.

After the spark plug was burned, Qin Chaoyang put it back in, wiped the surrounding oil leak clean, and then got on his Jialing motorcycle and started it with one kick.

"Wow! You're really something, young man!" The middle-aged man was overjoyed as he watched the Jialing motorcycle start up. He immediately took out thirty yuan and handed it to Qin Chaoyang, then strapped the toolbox to the back of the motorcycle and rode away.

Qin Chaoyang looked at the thirty yuan in his hand: "I really didn't expect this! In the blink of an eye, I've earned enough for a meal."

"Lunch only cost less than thirty yuan," Li Mei corrected, her watery eyes full of admiration.

"That's not necessarily true." Qin Chaoyang rubbed his stomach. "When exactly will Wang Xiaoli finish her job application?"

"Should I go take a look?" Li Mei suggested.

"Okay!" Qin Chaoyang nodded, got up and went to wash his hands in the roadside ditch.

After washing her hands, Li Mei brought Wang Xiaoli over.

But Wang Xiaoli's face was ashen, as if she had been bullied.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Chaoyang couldn't help but ask.

"What else could have happened? She didn't get the job either," Li Mei whispered a reminder.

"No way?" Qin Chaoyang laughed out loud.

It's normal that Li Mei, with only a junior high school education, couldn't get the job. But why didn't Wang Xiaoli, a college graduate, get the job either?

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Xiaoli raised her fist and punched Qin Chaoyang. "Is it so funny that I didn't get the job?"

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at the recruiter for being blind." While dodging Wang Xiaoli's punches, Qin Chaoyang quickly changed the subject: "Are you hungry? If you are, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Of course I'm hungry." Wang Xiaoli glanced at the sky. "How about this? Let's go to Xiaowu Hunan Restaurant nearby. The food there is quite good."

"Okay!" Qin Chaoyang nodded and walked with Li Mei and Wang Xiaoli toward Xiao Wu Hunan Cuisine Restaurant.

Xiao Wu Hunan Cuisine Restaurant is not far from the spinning mill, only seven or eight hundred meters away.

Because it was located on a busy street, and it was lunchtime, the entrance was bustling with people coming and going.

When Qin Chaoyang and his two companions went inside, there was only one empty table by the window.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoli ran over to reserve a seat, then picked up the menu and asked the waitress for three dishes: stir-fried pork with chili peppers, stir-fried cabbage, and boiled fish.

"Add a Mapo Tofu and a Hot and Sour Chicken." Qin Chaoyang was worried that it wouldn't be enough, so he added two more dishes.

"You'll pay later?" Wang Xiaoli joked.

"Okay, I'll pay," Qin Chaoyang confirmed.

"Then give me another seaweed and egg soup," Wang Xiaoli added to the departing waiter.

"Are you not bothered at all because I paid?" Qin Chaoyang shook his head.

"Hehe...more or less." Wang Xiaoli laughed, the anger she felt during the job interview had inexplicably vanished all at once.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoli was happy, Qin Chaoyang didn't say anything more.

After all, adding a seaweed and egg soup is no big deal for him.

Of course, the most important thing was that he could tell that Wang Xiaoli was not someone who liked to take advantage of others.

If you like to get a bargain, you won't just order seaweed soup; you'll specifically choose expensive meat dishes.

Seeing that the food wouldn't be served anytime soon, Qin Chaoyang picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, then chatted idly with Wang Xiaoli and Li Mei.

Qin Chaoyang thought the first dish would be served in fifteen minutes at most, but to his surprise, half an hour later, not only had no dish been served, but there were no waiters left in the hall.

"What's going on?" Qin Chaoyang rubbed his slightly hungry stomach. "Wang Xiaoli, this Xiao Wuxiang restaurant you recommended is unreliable!"

"With this speed of food service and this level of service, I will definitely not come here again next time."

"Me too," Li Mei echoed.

Let's go to another restaurant.

It's impossible for a dish not to be served for half an hour.

"Don't say that. Maybe there are a lot of people today, and the kitchen is too busy!" Wang Xiaoli glanced at the time on her watch. "Why don't we go to the kitchen and see what the chefs are doing? Have they cooked the dishes we ordered?"

"Okay!" Qin Chaoyang led Wang Xiaoli toward the kitchen.

The kitchen was in complete chaos, with several waiters washing and preparing vegetables, and even the owner cleaning fish.

As for the fat chef, he was shirtless, frying fried tofu while cursing his boss.

The boss, Huo Zhenzhong, was a middle-aged man in his forties, slightly overweight, with a fair complexion and no beard. He didn't dare to utter a sound when he was being scolded.

Hu Jian chuckled at the sight: "Boss, what's going on? Have your employees quit?"

"Yeah, most of them quit because they thought the wages were too low." Huo Zhenzhong confirmed with a wry smile, "Your table's dishes will have to wait a bit longer; they probably won't all be served for another half hour."

"Another half hour?" Qin Chaoyang frowned. "Isn't your chef way too slow? There are hardly any customers left in the hall."

"You think I'm too slow? Then you cook it! It's free if you cook it, it's on me." The chubby chef, who was cooking, had a short temper and immediately retorted to Qin Chaoyang.

"Fine, I'll cook it. Do you think you're the only one in the world who knows how to cook?" Qin Chaoyang rolled up his sleeves, stood in front of the stove, heated the oil in the wok, and started making stir-fried pork with chili peppers in front of the boss, the fat chef, and others.

In Hunan cuisine.

Stir-fried pork with chili peppers is their signature dish.

To cook something delicious and leave diners wanting more, you need real skill.

Before his rebirth, Qin Chaoyang worked in the catering industry, spending nearly ten years in the kitchen. He naturally knew exactly how to cook stir-fried pork with chili peppers.

In just two or three minutes, a delicious and visually appealing stir-fried pork with chili peppers was ready, leaving the chubby chef watching in astonishment.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoli was about to go and take the dish when a chubby customer rushed up and snatched it from her hand: "First come, first served! I've been waiting for this stir-fried pork with chili peppers for almost an hour, you get in line!"

Wang Xiaoli: "..."

Qin Chaoyang: "..."

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