Chapter 1684 Old Xie Restaurant

It's like a place lost in time.

Although the surrounding low-rise shantytowns have been demolished long ago, they have been replaced by tall and neat buildings.

But this Old Xie Hotel has not changed at all, it is still the three houses facing the street, and even the signboard has not changed.

On the signboard, the word "restaurant" has been blackened by oily smoke, and only the word "Lao Xie" is still clear, which is very eye-catching in the night.

Such a dilapidated hotel, standing quietly in the bustling city center, seemed so out of place.

But no one thought to touch it.

Even passers-by are used to its existence.

Not only that, every time it was time to eat, the entrance of the restaurant would be full of luxury cars from all over the country.

But no matter how big the boss is or how powerful he is, he will obediently get off the car when he arrives in front of this small restaurant, and he dare not make any mistakes.

Because this hotel is the home of Xie Jingjing, Goddess Xie, who has become famous at home and abroad and is respected by countless people!

If that's all, that's all. The key is that the owner of this restaurant stepped forward during the last catastrophe and swung a kitchen knife with those demons, and now he still has serious injuries.

In addition, there are vague rumors that the Master Xue Anxue who turned the tide, saved the earth from the fire and water, and single-handedly created the current prosperous world is also very close to the owner of this restaurant, and even respectfully calls him An uncle and aunt.

With such a background, who would dare to be disrespectful?

Therefore, the Laoxie Hotel has become a legend in Beijiang City, and it is listed as a must-see attraction after coming to Beijiang together with Tiantianzi No. 1 Villa.

But no matter how hot the restaurant business is and how distinguished the guests are, Lao Xie Restaurant adheres to one principle, which is not to raise prices.

Today, in this old Xie restaurant, the food prices are still at the level of five years, or even ten years ago.

Such cheap and delicious meals naturally also attract many low-income migrant workers.

In this regard, Laoxie Restaurant will not refuse anyone, and will not treat them differently.

It doesn't matter if you are a millionaire worth tens of billions,

No matter the penniless poor, they are all treated equally when they come here, without any difference.

So such a wonderful scene appeared in the Laoxie restaurant.

When sharing tables together, this person may be the boss of a listed company, and there may be a street cleaner sitting next to him.

The point is that no one thinks there is anything wrong with it. Even when the drink is full of joy, two people who have never met before and have a huge difference in status will have a drink together.

Such a fantasy scene can only be seen in Lao Xie Restaurant.

Today is no exception.

As soon as the sun went down, Laoxie Restaurant started to get busy.

Diners from all over the world gathered together, but few people urged the food.

Despite this, Aunt Fat was still very busy, running back and forth between the front hall and the back kitchen.

"Old Xie, a plate of spicy tofu!"

"Old Xie, let's fry another three delicacies!"

"Chopped Pepper Fish Head!"

Whenever he heard the sound of ordering food, Lao Xie, who was standing in front of the kitchen stove, would turn his head and smile at the fat aunt who rushed in.

But because half of his face is mechanical, his smile will look weird.

But Aunt Fat would always laugh and curse at this moment, "What are you looking at, work hard!"

The scolded Lao Xie would happily turn around and continue cooking.

And this kind of silent little warmth often makes Aunt Fatty's eyes wet unconsciously.

Because she knew that this was Lao Xie expressing his love for her.

Although the smile would look weird to outsiders, it was already the most humane expression that Lao Xie could show himself.

Back then, he was holding a kitchen knife to confront the evil spirits all over the sky, and half of his body was wiped out by a single blow. He, who was bound to die, was resurrected by Xue An's forceful means.

But since then, half of his body has been replaced by an alchemy machine, and he can no longer speak, and even his IQ has regressed to the appearance of a seven or eight-year-old child.

But Aunt Fatty is very happy, because she doesn't care whether Lao Xie can speak, let alone what he has become.

As long as he is still alive and can be by his side, that is the best!

As the moon went down, the diners dispersed one after another, and the busiest period of the day came to an end.

In fact, based on the price of the dishes at Laoxie Restaurant and the quality of the food it provides, it is impossible to make money at all.

Sometimes the busier you are, the more money you lose.

But Aunt Fat persisted.

Because she firmly believed that one day Lao Xie would return to normal.

That's why she resisted all opinions and reopened this small restaurant.

I don't care about making money or not, the key is that only in this way can Lao Xie continue to be his cook, and Aunt Fat will feel at ease in her heart.

Taking advantage of this spare time, Aunt Fat started to clean up the table, while Lao Xie silently clapped his hands.

The tacit understanding between the two is almost like one person.

At this moment, a crisp copper bell sounded suddenly from outside the hotel door.

Hearing the ringtone, Auntie Fat knew who the person was without even raising her head, and she couldn't help laughing: "Old man, you are late today!"

"Ahem! Today, I happened to meet a man who was about to suffer a catastrophe. The old man was merciful. I couldn't bear to see him suffer, so I called him a few words, so I was late!"

With the voice, the door of the hotel was pushed open from the outside.

An old man wearing a shabby Taoist robe, unshaven, and his thinning hair tied in a small bun on the back of his head, then pinned it with a disposable chopstick, which was supposed to be a hairpin, walked in casually.

He was holding a pole in his hand, on which floated a dilapidated cover with four big characters embroidered on it.

Zhuge's fortune teller!

It's just that the supposedly golden words have faded due to the wind and sun, making them appear very dim.

There is also a string of copper bells hanging from the top of the pole, which jingle and jingle as you walk, which is where the bells sounded just now.

Fat Auntie curled her lips when she heard the words, "Bah! I don't know you yet. I've been running the train all day without telling the truth! I guess you haven't eaten yet!"

The old man showed an embarrassed smile, "I left in a hurry, and I haven't had time to eat!"

"I really don't understand, you are so old, why are you still pretending to be a ghost all day long! Now that your spiritual energy has recovered, there are practitioners everywhere, and you are a bad old man who is still telling fortunes to others, isn't it just asking for guilt!"

Auntie Fat muttered a few words resentfully, and then said angrily: "Okay, sit down quickly, there are some leftover ingredients today, let Lao Xie fry them for you!"