Anxi and others changed into standard train conductor uniforms.
The women's uniform consists of a blue knee-length skirt on the lower body, a V-neck vest and a white shirt on the upper body, with a small silk scarf tied around the neck and a small hat on the head.
The men's uniforms are the same as those of the conductor who just explained the rules to them outside. They are black trousers, a light blue shirt and a dark blue striped tie. The hat is different from the women's uniform, with a brim.
"The train is about to start."
The radio in the car rang again, and at the same time as the radio, the small TV on the dining table also turned on.
As expected, the above is a live broadcast.
[Cui Guo smashed her mouth: I’m coming, I’m coming, come on, our community! 】
[Little Corn: Come on, come on, come on! 】
[Blocking someone who can’t scold you is a coward: if you look average, you definitely can’t win. 】
[Cui Guo smashed her mouth: The people upstairs must be from another community! Why are you coming to the separate live broadcast room in our community? 】
[Blocking me if you can’t scold me is a coward: What do you care about me? Is it written in this live broadcast room that people from other communities will not be allowed in? 】
[Cui Guo smashed her mouth: Haha, are you here to steal information? shameless. 】
[I want to report you! I want to report you! 】
There was a quarrel not long after the live broadcast started, and the comment area was filled with comments so fast that Anxi couldn't read the words after just two glances.
"The train has started. Please ask the conductor to enter the carriage and ask the passengers for their needs."
The announcement sounded in the carriage.
Following the sound of the radio, the closed car door retracted to both sides with a "squeak" sound.
The air was instantly filled with a smoky and earthy smell that hit my nose.
The third-class carriage was very crowded, with seats placed in front and behind a long table. There were at least four passengers sitting at one table, and as many as six or seven passengers were squeezed in.
Most of the passengers were skinny, with dry and yellow skin sticking to their bodies, like moving skeletons, and their clothes were in tatters, with only a few strips of cloth covering key parts.
A small number of passengers will be slightly fatter, but they are also terrifyingly thin.
Their bodies and feet were covered with yellow sand, and the sand flowed out at the slightest movement. The passengers in the third-class carriage looked like mummies just dug out of the soil.
"…Ding!"
In the eerie silence, a passenger rang the service bell on the table.
Everyone who was still in the restaurant looked at each other in confusion. Anxi blocked Chu Qingyan's attempt to lean out and turned around and said, "Let me go out and take a look first."
Immediately ignoring Zhao Wu's complaints behind her, "Why should I listen to you? Who do you think I am?", she straightened the silk scarf around her neck and walked out of the train restaurant first, entering the third-class compartment.
She walked up to the passenger who had just rang the service bell, half-bent down with a professional smile, and asked politely: "What do you need?"
The mummy-like passenger slowly raised his head and looked at Anxi. His neck was not moving very smoothly, and there was a muffled sound of bones moving. Fortunately, he could still speak clearly: "One...one tomato paste sauce and fried rice." Meatballs...and...water...give me another glass of water..."
Ketchup?
Anxi has never heard the name of this dish.
But she didn't say anything, kept smiling and quickly returned to the train restaurant bar. After finding the menu from the bar, she quickly trotted back.
She put the menu in front of the passengers who were ordering, pointed to the pictures on the menu that said "tomato paste" and "croquettes" and confirmed with the passengers: "Are these these two dishes?"
The passenger nodded slowly.
"Okay." Anxi responded. While putting away the menu, she looked up at the seating chart posted on the luggage rack and saw the passengers in row 9, seat C, who were ordering.
After writing down the seat number, Anxi officially returned to the train restaurant and recounted the order she had just made to the others.
After hearing this, Chu Qingyan and Fang Liang immediately started to take action. One went to find the recipe, and the other went to the hot pot to find the ingredients.
"Is that this?" Chu Qingyan pointed to the "tomato paste sauce" on the menu.
It’s not difficult to make. Just roast the whole eggplant, take out the eggplant flesh, and mix it with sesame paste, olive oil, and spices.
With clear instructions, the kitchen started to get busy. Chu Qingyan was in charge of making tomato paste sauce, and Fang Liang was in charge of croquettes.
Both of them were busy working and not talking, and the rest didn't know what to do for a while.
at this time.
"Ding!" Another voice sounded in the third-class carriage.
Anxi walked out immediately.
This time, the passenger in row 5, seat A, ordered a kebab and a glass of water.
"OK."
Anxi took note and was about to leave.
"Ding!" Another passenger in the first two rows rang the service bell, and Anxi hurriedly turned around and walked back.
But before she could reach the passengers in the first two rows, "Ding! Ding!" rang twice again from behind.
An Qian was suddenly so busy that she felt dizzy. Fortunately, Wu Xiaotong in the queue had an eye and hurried over to order food for the other two passengers.
"Remember to check their seat numbers so you don't get the wrong meal."
An Qian reminded Wu Xiaotong, and then walked back to the train restaurant with new food orders. Suddenly there were two more orders, and Chu Qingyan and Fang Liang, who were in charge of cooking, also became busy.
Zhao Wu moved out the food delivery trolley, put the first order he had prepared on the dining trolley, and said to An Qian, "Send it out."
Anxi didn't move, pointed to the bottled mineral water on the tray and said, "This won't work."
"Why not?" Zhao Wu frowned in confusion, "Didn't he want mineral water?"
"He wanted a glass of water, not a bottle." Anxi explained, "There's a huge difference."
"It's really troublesome." Zhao Wu muttered, but he found a disposable paper cup and poured the mineral water into it.
Anxi pushed the small dining cart filled with food and walked out.
She arrived at Seat C in row 9 and handed over the tomato sauce, croquettes and water ordered by the passengers one by one.
The passenger sat still, watching Anxi bring the food. He slightly rolled his eyes and stared at the cup placed in the upper right corner, nodded slowly: "Well... yes... this is what I ordered..."
But then, he complained again: "The delivery was good, so slow...the food didn't taste good..."
"I'm so sorry."
Anxi was unmoved but apologized with an apologetic tone. This was a skill she had developed a while ago by delivering food.
She feels that the rules for food delivery on this train are similar to those when she delivers food. If you deliver the wrong meal, you will get a bad review, and if you deliver it slowly, you will get a bad review.
In this competition, points will be deducted for negative reviews, and points are the key to determining the ranking, so we must do everything possible to avoid them.
Fortunately, the first passenger only had a small complaint and was not dissatisfied.
After completing the first order, the long display screen on the carriage door changed.
[Number of orders completed: 1]
[Current points: 10]
