Manager Fu recalled the weak man, and looked poor and did not look like a rich man. He didn't look like a rich man. How did he take out two or three silver coins?

"Is that man rich?" said Manager Fu.

"That person looks like a rich person?" Yaoxuan asked. How could Yaoxuan look like that person doesn't look like a rich person?

"He has no money, how did he take out the two or three silver coins?" asked Manager Fu.

"That person may have given his family to the old beggar." Yaosuan said.

"Give me the money!?" Manager Fu said to the vain.

"Ah?" Yao Suan looked at the shopkeeper Fu.

I have never heard of giving money to others and giving money to others. Manager Fu looked at the table, the table where the four of them had sat. He remembered where the weak man had sat. Manager Fu shook his head, but he didn't know what he was shaking?

There was only one table of guests left in the inn. There were more people who didn’t eat than those who ate. The three workers of the housekeeper, the shopkeeper and the counter of the inn collected money.

There was only one guest at the dining table, which made the other dining tables deserted. Everyone stopped making a sound, and the sound of the guest eating noodles was clearly heard in the inn.

The man took a few bites of noodles, picked up the wine glass and drank it. His noodles were almost finished. The noodles were filled with water, cold water, and no drop of oil was added.

People were watching, listening, listening to the sound of eating noodles and drinking noodles soup. The guest attracted everyone. He choked a little while drinking noodles soup and coughed twice.

He was eating his noodles with a knife and scissors. This was his dinner. He wiped his mouth, picked up the wine glass, and Zhou Qi drank. He put the wine glass down and looked at the restaurant. There were no one in the restaurant, only those people left. He only ate himself, and those people looked at him. There were no guests in the restaurant to eat, and a bowl of clear water noodles and a glass of cheap wine would also attract everyone's attention.

The shopkeeper Fu walked a few steps behind his back, wondering if there were any customers entering the store? There were two types of customers, who came to eat and drink, or who came to stay in the store.

Manager Fu walked back and forth at the counter, waiting for the customer to eat noodles and drink wine, but no customers entered the store. The bowl of the knife and scissors was sharpened, and the water in the bowl and the broken noodles were poured into the stomach, and then a small sip of wine in the cup was tilted and turned around.

"Ha!" The sharpening knife and scissors clattered, and knocked the wine glass hard on the dining table. The sound of "Do!" seemed particularly touching in the quiet inn.

After eating and drinking, he sharpened his knife and scissors, wiped his mouth, and looked at his bench guy, and he was going home. He looked at the money and said, "Waiter!"

The waiter was in the kitchen, brushing dishes and chopsticks. The plates were stacked, the bowls were stacked, and the wine glasses were also brushed by him. There were still bowls and plates, and after brushing, he was brushing the melon seeds with two chefs. They kneaded the melon seeds, and then chewed their teeth and made the melon seeds look delicious. They were all around the bucket. The waiter brushed the bowls, chopsticks, plates and other things and wanted to join them. At this time, he heard someone calling, the waiter replied, "Come."

A guest shouted, and the waiter put the brush in his hand and wiped his hands out.

The waiter left the kitchen and went to the table of guests. When the waiter arrived at the table, he saw that the guest had empty bowls and wine glasses. He asked, "You have finished eating?"

"Checkout." said the sharpening knife and scissors.

When it was checking out, the waiter said, "Customer, please wait." The waiter said, and turned to the counter. The waiter took the notebook at the counter and came. When he arrived at the table, the waiter put the notebook on the table and pointed to the guest, "Look, this is the money."

The sharpener looked at the knife and scissors, and looked at the waiter, "Ah, I'll give it to you." The sharpener, the sharpener, reached into the purse to pay. He took out the money and counted the money and slapped the money on the table: "Give it to you."

The waiter greeted him with a smile and reached out to pick up the money from the table. The waiter counted, and it was not bad. He said, "Customer, you give this little money at all."

"Can I give you that little money?" He stood up with a sharpening knife and scissors. He was about to leave and tidy up his clothes. When the waiter saw it, he asked, "Customer, are you leaving?"

"Let's go." He sharpened the knife and scissors to tidy up his clothes, bent down to lift his bench guy. He sharpened the knife and scissors and moved two steps, lifted the bench, raised it, and glanced at it and came out of the inn.

"Cheer officer walk slowly." The waiter said.

The knife and scissors were sharpening his stool. The shopkeeper Fu smiled at him, and when he was walking past him, he said, "Cheer, come again next time." His hand stretched out.

"Hmph!" The knife and scissors snorted, carrying his bench out of the inn, and the shopkeeper Fu sent him behind him and said, "Cheer officer, go slowly."

"Hmph!" The sharpening knife and scissors snorted out of the inn again.

In the inn, the inn and the butler's worker saw the sharpening knife and scissors leaving and disappeared from sight. After the last guest left, the inn restaurant seemed empty. The waiter gave the money to the counter to collect money, and he was cleaning the table. The table was easy to clean, and a bowl of clear water noodles and a glass of wine could not be too dirty. The waiter wiped the table clean and went to the kitchen to wash the scrubber, and the unfinished bowl and plate.

The waiter entered the kitchen and put the rag in. He saw the two chefs doing odd jobs, chewing melon seeds beautifully, chewing their teeth out loud, making them look very enjoyable.

When the waiter saw that, he quickly brushed the bowls and plates, and then he went to knock them down.

The waiter entered the kitchen and they took it back. There were no customers in the restaurant. Qian Xiwu Station held the waist and the other hand to look outside. The shopkeeper Fu looked outside with both hands on his back. Shi Jingtian and Yao Suan sat on the stool, and both took the packages to look outside. The person who collected money at the counter was sitting more upright and turned his head to look outside.

Maybe it was because they didn't look at it in the restaurant, so they all turned their attention outside to see if anyone passed by. At this time, there were not many people on the street, and sometimes someone passed by. Manager Fu was looking forward to someone coming in and he would have business only if someone came in.

Things don’t follow others’ wishes. Manager Fu stood there for a while, but no one came in. "Why didn’t people come to this inn?" Manager Fu said. "Didn’t they all go home and eat?" Qian Xiwu said.

"Have you all gone home to eat?" The shopkeeper Fu went to see Qian Xiwu. "Maybe." Qian Xiwu said. The shopkeeper Fu looked out the door. In addition to going home to eat, he might also go to other restaurants, restaurants, taverns and inns. There are many restaurants, restaurants, restaurants, and guests will also go to other people's houses when they come to his house. If the guests don't come, he has no choice. The shopkeeper Fu turned around and looked at the inn.

"Do you have some tea?" Shi Jingtian was a little thirsty when he sat there.

"Oh, give me some tea too." Yao Suan heard Shi Jingtian say that he wanted tea too.

Qian Xiwu didn't want to drink it. He heard Shi Jingtianyao wanted tea, and he said, "Is there any melon seeds? I'll catch me. I'll sit at the door of the inn?" Qian Xiwu compared his hands.

The shopkeeper was worried that the housekeeper was going to have tea? The other one wanted melon seeds? Look at them, are they going to drink to death and fight their own rhythm? The shopkeeper didn't want to give them drinks and gave them food, and said, "No, nothing." He waved his hand.

"Your big inn doesn't have tea?" Shi Jingtian asked. "Your home doesn't have tea?" Na Yao asked. Qian Xiwu heard this and finally asked, "Don't you knead melon seeds?"

Shopkeeper Fu said, "If you don't kowtow, the tea will be gone." Shopkeeper Fu waved his hand and shook his head.

Qian Xiwu heard this and thought to himself, "There are no melon seeds that can't be knocked against the ground?" Shi Jingtianyao looked at the counter, and there was a teapot on the counter. They both said, "There is no tea in that teapot?" They always felt like there was tea in the teapot? "Hey, waiter is overturned?" They both saw it.

Shi Jingtian wanted to drink tea, but looked at the teapot and wanted to stand up to see it. The distance was close, so he looked at the teapot and wanted to open the lid to take a look.
Chapter completed!