The next day, Fu Xueyao also came to the store early and prepared the food to be sold today. In another hour, the store will be open.
"You can order whatever you want to eat today, I'll treat you."
Fang Xiaoyun walked into "Remote Notes" and said to the two girls beside her.
"Xiaoyun, you are too generous. This store is not cheap." One of the girls greeted Fang Xiaoyun and held her hand intimately.
Fang Xiaoyun curled his lips pretending not to care, but he couldn't hide the pride on his face. "What's this? It's just money for a meal."
"Xiaoyun, you are going to have a great career, and you can't forget us from now on."
Hearing this, Fang Xiaoyun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but tried hard to suppress it.
"Where is this? I just joined the art troupe. I can't say what will happen in the future."
Although Fang Xiaoyun said so, she was completely convinced in her heart that she would have a different life.
Joining the art troupe means that she has entered a new class, where she may meet many high-ranking people, and these are all opportunities for her.
The most important thing is that she can definitely marry a second-generation military man with a perfect family background and good abilities.
One of the women said: "The decoration in this store is really beautiful."
"I also feel that if I eat here, I will feel much better."
"It's just too expensive. I heard from others that a meal here costs several yuan. It's almost the same as a state-owned hotel."
Fang Xiaoyun interjected and said dissatisfied: "Have you ever seen the world? A few dollars is nothing, it's just a small change, and this store is like this. Last time my dad took me to a restaurant in Shanghai to eat. That place is beautiful.”
"This is just a small shop with some taste,"
The girl holding Fang Xiaoyun's hand quickly flattered her and said, "That's right. Only Xiaoyun is worthy of seeing the big world. How can we stand a chance?"
"I'll find a seat first. You guys go and order. The money should be enough." Fang Xiaoyun found a seat and sat down, then casually took out five yuan from his wallet and handed it to one of the women.
The woman asked: "Does the boss have any recommendations?"
Fu Xueyao said: "Everything in our store tastes good. Customers, you can see what you want to eat more."
Tan Zhaodi remembered that everyone who had been here yesterday said that the crayfish was delicious, so she would order the crayfish.
"Bring me five pounds of crayfish."
And this braised pork, her favorite dish is braised pork, but she can't eat a few meals because she has no money, but now it's Fang Xiaoyun's money, so Tan Zhaodi is no longer polite.
"Let's have another Western portion of braised pork." She happened to have two portions, one for Tang Hong and one for Lin Zhiyun.
“I’ll also have this braised duck neck, plus three bowls of rice.”
Fu Xueyao smiled and said, "Okay, wait a moment. I'll serve it to you right away."
"Braised Pork Rice for a western portion costs 3.2 yuan," five kilograms of crayfish costs 2.5 cents, braised duck neck costs 60 cents, and three bowls of rice cost 30 cents. After 20%25 off, the total is 5.76 cents.
The woman shouted in surprise, and her voice was not quiet. "So expensive!"
After saying this, the woman covered her mouth in embarrassment.
Normally she would not bring money with her when she went out with Fang Xiaoyun, and even if she brought money, she would not give it out.
Fang Xiaoyun, who was sitting on the table polishing her nails, was shocked by Tan Zhaodi's voice, and she frowned slightly.
He raised his eyes and looked over there, and his eyes were immediately caught by another person.
Fang Xiaoyun blurted out: "Fu Xueyao?"
Fu Xueyao looked up at her when she heard the cry. When she saw her, there was a look of doubt on her face.
After recalling it carefully, Fu Xueyao raised her eyebrows in surprise.
The last time they saw Fang Xiaoyun, the two had a brief exchange of words.
Fu Xueyao didn't pay much attention, but she didn't expect to see him again more than a month later.
But it's not surprising. She opens a shop in the city for business, and you can always see her when she comes to the shop.
Fang Xiaoyun walked over and looked her up and down: "Fu Xueyao, why are you here?"
Fu Xueyao was about to answer when Fang Xiaoyun said to herself: "You must be working here."
work? That's right, she is indeed at work, working hard for her store.
Fu Xueyao nodded, admitting it.
The corners of Fang Xiaoyun's mouth tilted slightly, and a trace of contempt and disdain flashed in his eyes.
Sure enough, today is really different from the past. Fu Xueyao, whom she envied most when she was a child, now works as a waiter in a small shop.
And she is about to enter a new life in the art troupe.
Fu Xueyao said: "They are your friends."
Fang Xiaoyun raised his head proudly: "What's wrong?"
She must be envious, Fu Xueyao works hard here just to serve her and her friends.
Originally, Fu Xueyao had the opportunity to continue to be her friend last time. Who made her leave in such a hurry that day? She didn't have time to say many things.
"What your friend ordered just now is still 76 cents short. Do you want to refund a little or add some money?"
The smile on Fang Xiaoyun's face disappeared instantly. Only then did she remember the reason why she had just raised her head, and then she glared at Tan Zhaodi with dissatisfaction.
It was so embarrassing. She had already given Tan Zhaodi five yuan and was not willing to pay even a few cents in advance. She really had a petty air about her.
The same goes for Fu Xueyao. Since she is working as a waiter here, can't she just forget about the few cents? She doesn't have much money.
After all, the two have known each other for more than ten years, and Fu Xueyao's behavior really disappointed her.
Fang Xiaoyun took out a dollar from his bag with an ugly face: "It's just a few cents, why bother reading it out in public? I'm not a person who is short of money."
Then, Fang Xiaoyun said disdainfully: "The remaining few cents will be regarded as a tip for you."
The last time her father took her to Shanghai, he went to a Western restaurant, and the waiters there were tipped.
Although Fu Xueyao was not as good as those waiters in high-end restaurants, he was her childhood friend after all, so these few cents were considered as a reward for her.
Fu Xueyao pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Our store doesn't have much consumer culture."
"This Er Mao Xi is for you."
Fu Xueyao's behavior seemed disrespectful to Fang Xiaoyun.
How much money can she earn in a month working in a small shop? Although the two cents is not much, it is enough to buy a cake, which is just a lunch for Xueyao.
Unexpectedly, Fu Xueyao is still as high-spirited as she was when she was a child. Unfortunately, she does not have such a good life. It seems that she will live in poverty for the rest of her life.
Fang Xiaoyun said in a preaching tone: "Fu Xueyao, just keep it."
