Qingzhou University Dongdaemun, Old Pei Self-Service Hot Pot.
Su Yi Before entering the door, he discovered that there were more than thirty immortal cultivators gathered inside.
All the immortal cultivators in the entire school are here.
68 per guest, no pot fee for three or more people, drinks and designated beer are free.
Su Yi had actually discovered such a store a long time ago. He had been thinking that if he went to eat in this store, the boss would probably suffer a lot, but out of benevolence, he never went in.
After entering the store, Gu Tongtong and Su Yi found a table and sat down.
The table in the hot pot restaurant is a large round table that can seat eight to ten people. Those cultivators have gathered around four tables, and Wang Degui is among them. After he saw Gu Tongtong, he immediately got up and came to her table, but he looked at Su Yi with a somewhat unkind look.
As for the other immortal cultivators, they all secretly looked at the Gu Tongtong table but did not dare to come over.
"We'll get our own." Wu Wenze rubbed his hands and then went to get the food.
Su Yi and Gu Tongtong are also idle, taking what they like to eat.
Gu Tongtong A carnivore, after walking around for a while, came back with seven or eight plates of various meats.
The waiter next to me couldn't help but give a warm reminder: "Beauty, why don't you eat it before you take it away? If we can't finish it here, the remaining dishes will be charged an additional 15 yuan per catty. We better not waste it."
"I can finish it!" Gu Tongtong is sure.
Su Yi didn't get much, because he is still relatively benevolent and righteous, he is a four-table cultivator!
If these immortal cultivators were to open their mouths to eat, the boss would probably shed tears today.
Su Yi took a look and saw that the four tables of people all looked as if they had escaped from famine. The dishes brought to each table were piled full.
After the hot pot was opened, the dishes were taken out of the pot and were just cooked. They were all taken out in less than a minute, and they were devoured one by one, looking very ferocious.
"Waiter, bring us two boxes of beer. The free one." I don't know who started it, but these cultivators started asking for beer.
The boss stood at the end of the counter and didn't panic when he saw this group of people taking so many dishes.
There are more than thirty people, and the total charge is more than 2,000. What do they think of these dishes?
Dare to open this self-service hot pot restaurant, the boss has never been afraid that the customers can eat it.
Especially when they asked for beer.
After drinking, how much can you eat?
Especially when he saw Su Yi's table, he smiled even more.
A pretty little girl, a polite-looking boy, and a middle-aged man who looked very elegant asked for a pickle, and then started eating the pickles with rice, without even bothering to use chopsticks to eat the food in the pot.
There were five people in total, but they took enough food for at least seven or eight strong men.
Only if you can finish eating this is there a ghost.
"Bring us two boxes of beer, too." Wu Wenze shouted.
The boss laughed and drank? This table is a sure profit.
Half an hour passed.
The boss was dumbfounded, staring at Su Yi's table with a cigarette in his mouth, the cigarette trembling in the corner of his mouth.
How much can a pretty little girl eat?
The cigarette in the corner of the boss's mouth had burned to the end, and a long line of white ash fell down. He had begun to doubt his life.
In just half an hour, he saw that Gu Tongtong had taken almost forty plates of meat. The middle-aged man was still eating white rice, but it was already the thirtieth bowl. The boss counted this very clearly, because he was only slightly interested at first. How many bowls can a person who eats white rice in a self-service hot pot restaurant eat?
The boss put the cigarette butt into the ashtray and took a deep breath. It should be almost done.
"Waiter, bring two more boxes of wine!" Wu Wenze has been drinking, blowing bottles with the three tables of immortal cultivators. He already has ten boxes.
The boss never saw this person go to the toilet.
Are kidneys so good?
The only low-key Su Yi is a good person. He doesn't eat too much, but what he eats is almost enough to make back his money.
He and the boss looked at each other, and couldn't help but sympathize with the boss, so they silently put down their chopsticks.
Judging from the boss's appearance, he must have lost all his money today.
"Everyone, from now on, Sister Gu will be the director of our subdistrict office. Please take care of us and try not to make things difficult for us." Wu Wenze drank wine with the immortal cultivators and began to talk to them about future work issues.
The immortal cultivators were really stupid. They were called to dinner today just to give Thirteenth Bureau a face. In other words, no one dared not to come after being invited by Gu Tongtong.
In the past, when Director Yang was here, their lives were pretty good. Now that they heard that Gu Tongtong was the director of the subdistrict office, these people immediately panicked.
"Director Wu, I wonder how Director Yang is doing these days?"
Wu Wenze drank a bottle of wine with a red face, and said with a smile, "Director Yang has retired, and now his work is also presided over by Sister Gu."
Damn!
A group of immortal cultivators collectively felt chills running down their backs. In fact, they all still held on to a glimmer of hope.
I hope Gu Tongtong will only serve as the director of this mission. According to Wu Wenze, from now on the Thirteenth Bureau will be in charge of Gu Tongtong.
Is this a little too harsh?
Finally, someone understood that this matter was a foregone conclusion. He came over with a wine glass and toasted to Gu Tongtong: "Director Gu, please take good care of me in the future. I promise to abide by the law, stay safe, and never cause you any trouble."
Gu Tongtong picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, saying, "This is best, I don't want to beat you up."
The immortal cultivator smiled bitterly. After toasting three glasses of wine, he drank with Wang Degui and Su Yi. Zhang Luolin replaced the wine with tea and drank some too.
Immediately afterwards, all the immortal cultivators lined up to toast Gu Tongtong's wine. Gu Tongtong also accepted all comers, drinking and eating without stopping.
All in all, this meal was quite enjoyable.
Wang Degui sat next to Su Yi, leaned his head and said in a low voice, "Boy, you have hurt me enough."
Su Yi looked like I didn't know anything and said, "What do you mean by that?"
"You asked Director Wu and the others to come over and mess with me yesterday?"
"Director Wu said that if you have anything to do, you can come to him, so I will come to him."
"Very good!" Wang Degui said and stretched out his hand to pat Su Yi's thigh. He listened to Gu Tongtong's order to test whether Su Yi was a cultivator. If he applied a little force, it shouldn't be too much.
Before his hand fell, Zhang Luolin had already stretched out his hand and gave him a very intimate handshake.
"Huh? This friend is a bit unfamiliar. I haven't seen him before, and I didn't introduce him just now." Wang Degui looked at Zhang Luolin, but he didn't recognize him.
Zhang Luolin has restrained his cultivation. From Zhang Luolin's point of view, it is just Qi Refining's cultivation.
"My surname is Zhang, from Qingyun Mountain." Zhang Luolin could tell that Wang Degui had ill intentions towards Su Yi, but Su Yi obviously wanted to hide his strength, and he was happy to do this for him.
And he felt that he probably saved Wang Degui's life.
Senior Su How can someone like him Little Gold be offended?
Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!