Transmigration in the Book: I Rely on Raising Cubs to Upgrade My System

Claw Washing Mission?

Ye Susu almost spins and jumps in place.

Finally, an easy task.

Compared to the previous one, which was to find her father, it was a win for her.

But she quickly tilted her head again and focused on the first task of cleaning the bathtub.

What did she like best about the bathtub?

Sure it's not the most annoying?

She felt goose bumps coming out of her arms and chills on her body just by seeing the words with 'three points of water' on the side.

As she was shivering, she heard Manager Zhang's voice calling out to her.

"Miss Ye, Miss Ye? Are you sure you want to put this sign in such a prominent place?"

Zhang Shen, with his little brother, wiped his sweat.

He finally summoned Ye Susu's consciousness.

And when she looked at the large, clear, powerful and dominating handwriting, she immediately nodded her head in satisfaction.

"Ah, right pinch."

Zhang Shen stretched out his hand, covering his forehead.

The smile on his face was a little forced, but it was hard for him to be so bright.

"Miss Ye is really ...... ingenious."

The boss's woman, always praise the rainbow farts.

However, when he saw the spicy words on the sign, he felt that he couldn't go on.

He has been in the restaurant business for more than 20 years, starting as an apprentice, and he has never seen a restaurant that asks its customers to ...... wash the dishes.

If customers are willing to wash the dishes, why would they want to eat out?

Just for the taste?

But Miss Ye was another casual amateur looking at recipes - miserable, miserable.

"Since you are satisfied, we will leave first." Zhang Chen's heart was bursting.

Zhang Shen's heart was pounding, and he wondered if the petite girl would tell the boss in his ear if there were no customers the next day.

It's too hard.

"If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

"Uh-huh."

Ye Susu waved her hand as she focused her attention on the task of raising the pups, and didn't notice the odd expression on the other party's face.

After sending the people away, she went into the back kitchen to make preparations.

But after only doing half of her usual work, she frowned and sniffed.

"Surely you can't smoke too much catnip, and your sense of smell is so bad today."

She touched her forehead.

She also felt a little heavy headed.

"Well, let's finish up a little early today."

She said, and shook her dizzy head vigorously.

And when noon approached, the trio of regulars were properly the first to arrive again.

When they walked into the restaurant, they noticed something different - an additional vertical card on each table.

If you bring your own cutlery, you'll get a 20% discount.]

[Didn't bring any? That's okay, you still have one more chance to get a valuable discount!

After your meal, please help yourself to wash it and put it in the sterilizer, after the owner's approval, you will also get 20% off! (Pro-tip, you can also name the chopsticks you adopt~~~)]

All three of them were stunned.

When more and more people were in the store, almost all of them held onto the table and stayed there.

The butt squat they were about to sit down on, they couldn't even sit down for a moment.

"...... I've only heard of it, adopt the giraffe from the zoo and name it ......"

"Are you sure you're not claiming a monkey? No, wait, what does this have to do with chopsticks?"

"What kind of novel marketing approach is this?"

"20% off, sounds like a good deal. 100 can be 20 cheaper, and I can get an extra plate of food."

"Looks like the owner's wife is an environmentalist."

Many people got together to discuss.

After all, we had seen many restaurants before, but this was the first time we had seen such a novel way of discounting.

For a moment, everyone forgot to order.

Instead, the IT trio, the program apes' logic is strong and their thinking is dense.

In a matter of minutes, they understood the meaning of the cards on the table.

"Delete all unimportant words, means the boss lady doesn't want to wash the dishes, huh?"

"Wouldn't it be nice for the owner's wife ...... to hire a dishwasher?"

"What a character the boss lady has."

The three of them concluded, moving their eyes to the glass back kitchen in unison with a sigh.

But with just one glance, they were shocked.

Boing, the boss lady looks good again today!

A bib of a cook with a lotus pink, big bow, wearing a circle of lace lace pure white dress, simply adorable.

Surely, such a cute soft face value, such a slim hand wash, if washing dishes, it would really be a reckless waste!

"Okay, it's easy to do the dishes."

"No, there's a discount!"

"I can name the bowl I'm claiming Toto, so the boss's wife will finally remember my name is Lido, right?"

"Fuck, sinister! Then my bowl will be called Little Chen ......"

"Middle finger warning."

In the midst of the noise, the tables in the store were almost all full.

Everest catering department Zhang Chen, in fact, had already asked someone to secretly stand at the door to see a few eyes.

But the catering store situation, with the naked eye can not see the taste of any cuisine, can only calculate the approximate turnover.

After all, at the peak of the lunch hour, it is normal to have no empty tables.

Many people eat with their noses out of their mouths in order to avoid waiting in line, and just because it's full doesn't mean it tastes good.

The area of Ye Susu's store is almost the smallest in the entire street, and all the seats combined are less than 20 people.

When Sam Zhang got the news that Ye Susu did not turn over the tables, he concluded that she was not doing a good job.

In short, no one was willing to wait for a table, so the food and service were quite mediocre.

But of course, he could not imagine that this was not a culinary problem, but rather that Ye Susu was lazy to the extreme.

"Madam boss, add two mashed potatoes!"

"So you need two bowls, would you like to wash them later?"

"Can ...... bloom together? Will you serve it in the same bowl you ate it in? Wait, boss lady, I can't add dishes without washing ......?"

The guests almost stared.

But Ye Susu stepped on the meowing step, twisted the small waist just gracefully came over, when pathetically rubbed his thin fingers.

"Right duck."

Saying that, she had tilted her head, ready to fall on her exclusive sunbed.

Any regular customer knew what this paralyzing movement of hers meant.

Refusing to refill the dish!

This is a great opportunity, please be early tomorrow!

The customer who was struggling with the dishes just now, blurted out, "I'll do it! Ma'am, two mashed potatoes!"

"Good bla, what a shame, I almost thought I'd get the day off."

"......"

There is no laziest, only lazier.

Regular customers know too well that you can't have dinner, you can't have extra food, and you can't have takeout.

All of them are self-help, including serving dinner, taking soup, packing, paying, and paying the bill.

And now, the owner's wife has finally taken on the dishwashing job!

"Dude, how can you even put up with that? You're too temperamental!"

The newcomer, who had only been in the room a short time, was wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase, as if he were passing by in a hurry on his way to a meal.

He understands the conversation and immediately expresses his anger and resentment.

"Isn't that why you won't pay for a dishwasher? It's unheard of to pass the dishwasher's job on to the customer!"

"Will I have to help the boss clean the floor and table before I order next time? I'm just huh - huh?"

However, halfway through his spat, he was winked at desperately by the guy at the table who wanted to add more food.

"Brother, I'd love to, you'd better stop! What if the lady boss is not happy and won't make me mashed potatoes? I have no grudge against you, don't harm me!"

The man in the suit opened his mouth and almost didn't find his voice, "Huh?"

This man is a masochist!

"And don't you dare say anything about scrubbing floors and tables! If the lady boss hears about this, I'll have to deal with you tomorrow."

The vegetable man looked terrified.

"I ......"

The man in the suit can't believe it.

Hopefully, even if he has to scrub the floor, this dude is going to eat it too? Is there a bottom line here!

"Even if the boss's wife is pretty, you shouldn't be so ...... "slave!

The last word, the man in the suit struggled with his gills and swallowed it back.

After all, it's just a meal, cursing is to provoke trouble.

But he didn't say it, and the man in the sandwich read his eyes.

"Oh."

The other gave him back a sneer.

"Buddy, but remember your own words, you don't want your face to hurt later."

The man in the suit almost slapped the table when he heard it.

This man is still a slave to the king of kings!

Still want to hit him in the face?

But five minutes later, a dripping sound, suspected to be the sound of a pressure cooker, was heard.

I saw the boss's wife on the drying table lazily climbed up, and steadily delivered an oval white bone china Western-style dinner plate.

The man in the suit endured the anger of rolling his eyes, took a spoon and dug a bite of plain mashed potatoes, and roughly sent it to his mouth.

But the spoon was just under the tip of his nose - and his hand shook.

Well ...... really ...... felt a little danger to his face!

Because this bland mashed potatoes, tm smell a little bit good!