Fu Yu couldn't tell whether this young man was eating the King's meal.
In his opinion, this person seemed to have a brain problem.
Going to a restaurant alone with a urine bag hanging on, is something that a normal person would never do!
But......
The security guard couldn't handle it now, so Jiang Mo begged him for help again.
Fu Yu turned around and looked around. It seemed that no one else could solve this problem except him.
Then he looked at the young man who was frowning and obviously impatient.
Fu Yu gritted his teeth and greeted proactively: "Hello!"
The young man ignored Fu Yu at all, but turned to Jiang Mo and said, "I want to order something!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the shrimp behind him: "Give me two kilograms of this!"
When Jiang Mo heard this, he didn't dare to actually go forward to catch shrimps for him. He panicked and said, "We don't sell the shrimps by the pound, we only get them by the individual."
The young man was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the fresh shrimps, and said hesitantly: "Then, give me ten, no, twenty!
Fu Yu saw that he was being ignored, but he wasn't upset at all.
He had just come back from outside. He was not wearing chef clothes, so he was probably regarded as a customer.
Fu Yu had no choice but to introduce himself: "Hello, sir, I am the chef in the store. If you need anything, please tell me."
The young man was stunned for a moment and then looked at Fu Yu.
He looked up and down, frowned and asked, "I want to order food! Are all the chefs here responsible for ordering food?"
Fu Yuxin said nonsensically: "Yes, it's the National Day soon, isn't it? Our kitchen will send someone over to understand the customers' needs. Just tell me what dishes you want to order."
The young man nodded: "Give me a portion of these shrimps. Aren't they sold by the piece? Then I'll get twenty of them first!"
Fu Yu stood still and explained: "The shrimps are weighed according to the dishes you order. You have to order first, and then we will help you get them here."
Fu Yu winked at Jiang Mo and asked her to hand over the recipe.
Jiang Mo was obviously hesitant, but still handed the recipe to the young man as Fu Yu said.
The young man took the recipe and looked through it briefly. The expression on his face was obviously not as calm as before.
He looked at the grilled shrimp with garlic and herbs on one of the pages. There were only nine shrimps on the exquisite rectangular shallow plate. It looked very appetizing, but the price was actually 88 yuan!
A pound of these shrimps can be purchased at the market for only 40 yuan!
It’s time to grab money!
Going back further, freshly steamed abalone with ginger and green onion, five pieces per plate, 188 yuan!
Spicy crab, 128 yuan per plate!
Seafood porridge, 138 yuan per serving, looks like two small bowls at most.
Just ordering a few random dishes will cost you nearly a thousand yuan.
The young man stared at the plate of grilled shrimp with garlic and herbs, took a deep breath, and looked up at Fu Yu: "Give me a plate of grilled shrimp with garlic and herbs first!"
Fu Yu smiled and nodded: "Okay!"
After speaking, Fu Yu took a step forward, pointed at the menu and said, "There are many special dishes of our store in the back, you can also choose from them."
Jiang Mo was anxious and was about to come over when Fu Yu winked and motioned for her to wait next to him.
Jiang Mo had to stand still with a worried look on his face, watching Fu Yu introduce the various specialties in the store to the young man.
"Perhaps you can try this special harvest stew. If you are eating alone, these two dishes are actually enough."
The young man looked at the special harvest stew with a dissatisfied look on his face.
"Isn't this just Northeastern stew? I don't want it! I know your store specializes in seafood! I want to eat seafood!"
Fu Yu could only say: "Okay, then take a look at this spicy crayfish, which is the specialty of our store, especially the spicy and garlic ones, which are the most popular!"
The young man looked at the price, 198 per serving.
"There is also this salt-baked crab dish. The crabs in our store are all authentic Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs! Oh, and there is also this special turtle soup. The turtles are also produced in Yangcheng Lake, just like the crabs!"
After looking at the prices of salt-baked crab and special turtle soup, the young man closed his eyes.
"Then, give me one as well!"
Jiang Mo, who was waiting on the side, couldn't bear it any longer and reminded him loudly: "Just ordering two dishes from our store will cost at least a few hundred yuan!"
The young man was stunned, turned to look at Jiang Mo, and asked, "You, what do you mean by this?"
Jiang Mo said nothing, but his face was full of distrust.
The young man frowned: "Are you afraid that I can't pay?"
Jiang Mo said angrily: "That's not what I meant, it's just..."
Seeing that the atmosphere was at a stalemate,
Fu Yu was about to speak when he looked up and saw a young man appearing above his head: [? 】
There is a mission!
Fu Yu chose to view.
【Ding! Ma Huachao, a terminally ill patient, longs for a sumptuous lunch, and serious communication may trigger side tasks. 】
It turned out that this man was terminally ill.
Fu Yu looked at Ma Huachao and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.
He originally planned to introduce the special dishes in the store to Ma Huachao, and then persuade him in a reminding tone that if he is in the treatment stage, some diseases require a taboo on seafood, so as to try to persuade Ma Huachao to give up.
After all, it is illegal to eat Bawang Meal. If the store might call the police, there is no telling what the incident will be like in the end.
But the mission prompt said that Ma Huachao's wish was to have a sumptuous lunch.
Fu Yu couldn't say these words.
For a moment, he thought of many possibilities.
For example, Ma Huachao was just diagnosed with the disease. In desperation, he wanted to have a decent meal before he was completely trapped in the hospital.
For example, Ma Huachao knew that he was not going to die soon, so he wanted to come over and have a special meal that he had been thinking about as a way to remember his memory.
Another example is that Ma Huachao has been hospitalized for many years. He spent all his family's savings and got into debt. He didn't want to burden his family anymore, so he came over for his last meal, then gave up treatment completely and waited for death.
...
No matter which possibility it was, Fu Yu looked at Ma Huachao again with a hint of sympathy unconsciously.
Fu Yu hurriedly interrupted Jiang Mo: "I'm sorry, you can just order whatever you want."
"Fu Chu!" Jiang Mo looked at Fu Yu in surprise.
Ma Huachao was also a little surprised: "You, aren't you worried that I can't pay?"
Fu Yu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, you can see what you want to eat. Our store still has a lot of specialties."
Ma Huachao looked at Fu Yu in shock, his lips moved, and after a long while he said, "What if I really can't pay?"
Fu Yu said seriously: "It doesn't matter. If you really can't afford it, I can treat you to food."
Ma Huachao fell silent, looking at Fu Yu with an obscure look.
After a while, he reached into his pants pocket and took out a roll of money, counting them one by one in front of his face, a total of two thousand yuan.
Ma Huachao said seriously: "This is all the money I have left, and I just want to have a good meal."
When Jiang Mo heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but said: "Since it's all your money and you spent it all on one meal, then you won't see a doctor in the future?"
Ma Huachao is still wearing a urine bag, and his face does look particularly haggard.
Ma Huachao said leisurely: "I just don't want to live anymore, so before I die, I want to have a good meal before going on the road."
One sentence left Fu Yu and Jiang Mo speechless.
