Chapter 214 Big Crisis in the Cloud Community "What are the numbers at the door?" "It seems like more than 500." "Oh my God, it's only around 10 o'clock now. If it's 12 o'clock, wouldn't the queue be as high as one or two thousand?" "Yes, I heard that the foreman Cao informed me that the purchase of fermented steamed buns and three-pack buns has also been restricted. Each person cannot purchase more than 6 items at a time." "Is this the first time our Huangji has issued a purchase restriction?" "There is no way. Even if there are only 1,000 noodles, 6 for each person is still 6,000 pastries. Master Qin will be too exhausted to make them." "Isn't Master Zheng helping?" "Master Zheng is slow." Zheng Da who tried to help:…
What to say? What to say? What does it mean that Master Zheng is slow? ? ? Is he slow? he… Zheng Da glanced at Qin Huai, who was almost catching up with the speed of the factory assembly line. Okay, he was a little slow. But this can't be entirely blamed on him. After all, he hasn't made much snacks in these years, and Qin Huai also made them too fast. Zheng Da glanced at Qin Huai with some worry, feeling that something was wrong with Qin Huai's condition. Zheng Da knows this state too well, it is exactly the same as Huang Shengli. Huang Shengli was like this when he first started running Huang Ji. He couldn't bear to let his customers wait for no results, so he could only force himself to work more. A little more today, a little more tomorrow, over time, and with the big wave of "Zhiwei" that came, waist strain occurred, which directly affected the career of a chef. But Zheng Da felt that Qin Huai and Huang Shengli were a little different at that time. Huang Shengli was forced to do more because of his inner pressure. It was forced. Qin Huai seems to be enjoying it quite a bit. Zheng Da was a little confused. Qin Huai usually doesn't look like a workaholic. Could it be that the group of scroll kings from Zhiweiju led him to evil? Not to mention that Zheng Da felt confused, Qin Huai himself felt very magical. The number of people queuing outside surged. Foreman Cao adopted an emergency plan to issue numbers to those queuing offline first, and then started queuing online. They also sent a waiter to persuade the customers to leave the queue, telling them that Huangji will not open until after 11 o'clock. The system will send a notification to the mobile phone in advance. It is still early and everyone can go shopping around first. There are also pedestrian streets nearby. Everyone in the back kitchen sent Dong Shi to inquire about these situations clearly. The pressure in the kitchen is also great. Because many customers have received double numbers, both for dine-in and take-out snacks, double insurance is great even if there is no time to buy snacks for dine-in.
Not to mention that some customers lined up at the door before eight o'clock just to eat snacks and dishes. They were afraid that they would miss out if they didn't see the message on their mobile phones and were unwilling to leave, so they had to wait in line at the door. It can be said that during the explosive period of Huangji, the kitchen had pressure from the kitchen, and the management had pressure from management. Even the mascot Shaodong is constantly answering the phone to inform customers about the sales model and sales time of Guoer. As news about Dong Shi spread to the kitchen one after another, everyone's pressure also increased little by little. Afraid of messing up. Even senior brother Huang Jia, who is as stable as he is, is afraid of **** up at such a critical moment. In such an atmosphere, Dong Shi didn't dare to gossip and carefully arranged matches. At most, he would go out from time to time to take a look and inform everyone about the queue situation outside. In such an atmosphere, Qin Huai, who is under the greatest work pressure, should theoretically be nervous. But Qin Huai didn't. On the contrary, Qin Huai felt very comfortable. Obviously no one spoke, everyone was immersed in doing their own things for fear of making mistakes. The workload is so overwhelming that one can't see it all at a glance, and the number of more than 500 people lined up outside the door is so large that every Baikan dim sum chef will get a black eye when he sees it. The work atmosphere was obviously extremely depressing, but I was almost done working on the assembly line. I was relentless in the experience machine. I wished I had eight hands that could knead the dough and mix the stuffing at the same time. It was best to be able to chop and cook the stuffing at the same time. But Qin Huai likes this atmosphere very much. This is an atmosphere where everyone is very nervous, but they are all working hard, with high efficiency, no mistakes, clear division of labor, and tacit cooperation. In this atmosphere, Qin Huai felt that he was even more comfortable kneading dough. Qin Huai shook his arm. A Zhiweiju chef who knew a little about relief quickly stepped forward: "Master Qin, is your arm sore? Do you need me to massage it for you?" "No, no, no." Qin Huai quickly refused. Damn, I like this atmosphere better. Qin Huai thought seriously, is he actually a hidden workaholic? No, he actually likes to take vacations. I am happiest when I lie at home watching TV, eating fruit, drinking ice-cold carbonated drinks, and ordering takeout. . At the entrance of Huangji, foreman Cao and the waiters persuaded many people at the back of the queue to leave, and the queue seemed much shorter. Panting angrily, Wang Gen parked the shared bicycle and ran towards Huang Ji without even having time to lock it. While running, he looked at the queue and murmured in his mind that there weren't too many people there. Qian Zhongheng had really lied about the military situation, and he sped up to the number-receiving desk at the door. "Take...get 2 numbers!" "Uncle, one person can only take one number." the waiter reminded.
Wang Gensheng was still panting: "My wife is still on her way here on bicycle, and I also took her number." Morning jogging is still useful. Wang Gensheng pedaled faster than Chen Juan with three cans of sophora nectar in his bag. The waiter skillfully handed Wang Gensheng a number: "Uncle, you can only take the number when someone arrives. I can only give you a number first. There is a pedestrian street nearby where you can go shopping first. This is your number 555. If you are quick, it will be 12 o'clock It will take about 10 minutes to get in line. You can scan the code on this paper and a message will be sent to remind you when it is almost there.” "Can you do it? If not, I will scan the code for you." "Yes." Wang Gensheng nodded blankly. He was completely shocked by the number of people in line. Wang Gensheng stood on the edge waiting for Chen Juan. During this period, seven or eight more people came to take numbers. After Chen Juan arrived, the waiter issued the number and took a look. 587. Wang Gensheng:! ! Wang Gensheng, who has worked as a professional accountant for decades, said that when he was an accountant and calculated wages for people in the factory, he could only calculate the wages of so many people in one month. "Didn't there just be 7 or 8 people here just now?" Wang Gensheng was shocked. "There are many people who pick up numbers online, but don't worry, uncle, we have reorganized the number registration here. Many people who pick up numbers online are just trying their luck, and they may not come." The waiter said with relief. Wang Gensheng said he was not relieved at all. Just when Wang Gensheng and Chen Juan were deeply shocked by the number of people and the speed of queuing, another girl stepped forward to take a number. "Hello, I have queued up online. I would like to ask when the number 376 will be available?" "It will be around 11:45. A message will be sent to you online then." Wang Gensheng thought the girl's voice sounded familiar and turned to look. Qu Jing! "Doctor Qu." Wang Gensheng was shocked again. He just heard something. Qu Jing was actually queuing up numbers, and she only got number 376. Qu Jing is Qin Huai's friend, Xiaozao's first priority. When she was at Yunzhong Canteen, whenever Qu Jing queued up, she would always open the small stove. Even if you go to the cafeteria after get off work in the afternoon, you can still get a full set of snacks. Xu Tuqiang loves glutinous rice cakes so much that before Qu Jing came, Qin Huai wouldn't even make them once a week. After Qu Jing came, Yunzhong Canteen sold glutinous rice cakes every day, and the frequency of appearances was higher than that of Crab Shell Huang. Now in Suzhou, Qu Jing actually has to wait in line to eat dim sum. Wang Gensheng felt like the sky was falling. Just now, he was thinking that if he couldn't buy it, he would send a message to Qin Huai, shamelessly asking Qin Huai to open a small stove for him, and it would be better to mix two cups of tangerine peel tea. Now, if there is any small stove to open, Qu Jing has to wait in line. "Uncle Wang." Qu Jing was a little surprised and subconsciously wanted to put on the hat and mask. Qu Jing had a day off and secretly came to Huangji to queue up to buy snacks. Thinking that she would not meet anyone she knew, she only wore gloves and a scarf, without a hat or mask. I still wear a scarf because it’s cold.
Ever since she started to secretly bask in the sun, Qu Jing felt that it would be nice to go out without covering up. She would expose the skin that should be exposed and even breathe freely. "You are coming to Suzhou to play." Qu Jing greeted with a smile. To Qu Jing, Wang Gensheng was half a patient and relatively familiar with him. Wang Gensheng consulted Qu Jing about Alzheimer's disease. "Dr. Qu, your UV allergy has improved a lot. You don't need to wear a mask when going out." Chen Juan sighed. Qu Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded, very happy: "Yes, it's much better after treatment, and I can sometimes bask in the sun." "There is a pedestrian street nearby. Do you want me to take you two for a walk?" Qu Jing suggested. Ever since Xu Cheng posted on Weibo and Huang Ji's business was booming, Qu Jing stopped looking for Qin Huai to start a small business. Qu Jing felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt when she thought that there were so many customers queuing outside Huangji for hours and they might not be able to buy snacks. She clearly didn't need to buy snacks but had to come to open a small stove. As long as Qin Huai didn't mention it, Qu Jing would not take the initiative to ask for a small stove. Nowadays, various departments in the hospital don't come to Huang Ji for dinner, and when they come, they can't get it. They just ride bicycles to exercise. Unless Qu Jing's colleagues have children who really want to eat for their birthdays, they usually don't look down on Qu Jing and ask her to buy snacks because of their connections. Everyone knows that this is not how good relationships work. Qu Jing likes to eat soft and glutinous snacks, and Suzhou has no shortage of such snacks. On weekdays, Qu Jing just buys snacks from ordinary pastry shops. On holidays, she quietly comes to Huangji to queue up. After coming here a few times, I became familiar with the surrounding area. In a new environment, Qu Jing didn't have to explain to her colleagues how severe her 'ultraviolet allergy' was or how exaggerated it was, and their colleagues just assumed she was introverted and not withdrawn. After interacting with everyone more, Qu Jing became more talkative and could talk about anything while leading Wang Gensheng and Chen Juan around. Let’s talk about how popular Huang Ji’s business is, how valuable Zhiwei is, how difficult it is to buy snacks, how serious the traffic jam is, and how difficult it is to grab shared bicycles. The two of them were stunned for a moment. Wang Gensheng couldn't help but sigh: "This is no longer the same as when we were young. We would ride bicycles to grab steamed buns, for fear that we would not be able to grab them if we pedaled too slowly." “On Sundays, I spent all my time off practicing pedaling because I was afraid that my skills would fall behind others.” "Uncle Wang, how many days do you plan to spend in Suzhou?" Qu Jing asked. "Originally we planned to go back the day after tomorrow. My wife and I have to go back to take care of my granddaughter. Now I really can't bear to leave, especially when I first started riding a bicycle. I felt like I was back when I was young. I remember when I was an accountant in a factory. At that time, then..." Wang Gensheng began to recall the past. Chen Juan covered her face and raised her forehead. "I guess I'll have to stay a little longer." Chen Juan ignored Wang Gensheng and said to Qu Jing with a smile, "It's only an extra half month to stay in the hotel, but the hotel we booked now is a bit far away, so we have to find a closer one." "There don't seem to be any hotels around here. They are all old residential areas. I heard Qin Huai say that many houses around here are vacant. You can consider renting them for a month, which is more cost-effective than a hotel." "By the way, Uncle Wang has been sending messages just now. Is there something wrong?" Qu Jing asked. Chen Juan glanced at Wang Gensheng, who was still immersed in reminiscing about the past, and said nonchalantly: "I must be bragging to my morning jog friends, so don't worry about him. Dr. Qu, can you tell me about "Knowing the Taste" again? Why? It will be even harder to buy dim sum after Master Xiao Qin went to "Zhiwei" today." At the same time, the Yunzhong canteen was filled with residents of the community. Those who run in the morning and those who don’t run in the morning are all there.
Basically they are retired uncles and aunts. The atmosphere was very heavy. Even more nervous and heavy than Huang Ji's chef. The leader, Uncle Qian, said solemnly: "Everyone has seen the message Wang Laogen sent to our small group of owners." "The situation is serious now." "Master Xiao Qin is so popular in Huangji. He even appeared in that "Zhiwei" magazine. Everyone read the article. He only mentioned Huangji in the whole article and didn't mention our Yunzhong Canteen at all." "That's right. What's going on with Xu Cheng who wrote the article? Those who don't know think that Master Xiao Qin is some yellow guy." An aunt was indignant. "This is not important. What is important is that according to Wang Laogen's information, Master Xiao Qin is more popular in Huangji, and the dim sum is more expensive and famous." "People ride bicycles every day and wait in line for hours to eat." "We can't sit still and wait for death. Who asked last time that Huang Ji's boss wanted to marry his daughter to Master Xiao Qin. I think this matter is not groundless." "We also have to take action." An old man said weakly: "But I heard that Huang Ji's boss only has one son..." "It's not important." Uncle Qian said sternly, "The important thing now is that we have to go to Gusu." "I know many of you have reserved your tickets." Xu Tuqiang:? ? ? What booking? Why don’t I know how to book a ticket? "Everyone should put aside the matters of taking care of their grandsons and granddaughters first. If it can't be done, it's the same thing as waiting for the children to go to Suzhou to play during the holidays." "Old Sun, doesn't your son run a travel agency? Book a hotel and let's go to Suzhou to see what's going on." "What if Master Xiao Qin stays in Gusu and doesn't leave?" "No, I have something to say." Xu Tuqiang finally found the opportunity to interrupt, "You, Qian, live in the community next door, forget about the small group of property owners in our community, why is Wang Gensheng here?" "Moreover, I am the real owner of Yunzhong Community. Why was I just dragged into the group?!" Everyone:… besides
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