Chapter 0009 Distinction

Certainly, this commotion has turned the barbecue stall into a focal point that attracts more and more people around, which can also be considered as advertising for the barbecue shop

Liu Changyuan was somewhat taken aback, instinctively turning to look at his parents, only to find that they were not there to rectify the mistakes he had made as they usually did. This left him even more astonished and somewhat indignant, prompting him to turn around and slap someone else in the face.

Indeed, behind Buck, the young man who had approached quickly suddenly raised his voice: "Alright! I am a police officer! If you do not stop immediately, I will notify the dispatch right away, and you will only have the option of spending the weekend at the police station!" He also held up a document with a golden badge.

With a crisp sound of explosion, a bottle of beer that had just been chilled was smashed directly against the edge of the plastic table, followed by an angry shout: "Who told you to move the table! My buddy got hit! Give me an explanation..."

The little beggar timidly squeezed over, clearly accustomed to avoiding such scenes, but upon seeing Buck come over to move the table, the child also stealthily dragged a chair over

The previously noisy and tumultuous scene seemed to be doused with a bucket of ice water, instantly falling silent. The young man who had been fiercely challenging Buck quickly slipped away into the crowd.

But he has parents, and parents who hope for their children to succeed always want this child, who was expelled from university due to playing online games, to do something to escape what they consider an unhealthy lifestyle. Now, just like the Ba Dacheng couple from yesterday, they are watching from across the street, but their feelings are completely different.

The young police officer who successfully intervened in the scuffle also became the center of attention. He casually advised Liu Changyuan a few times, after all, it was just a few punches exchanged, nothing too serious. The young man who had started the fight with him also bore some bruises. If they were to go to the police station for mediation, it would likely result in both sides receiving equal punishment. He reminded Liu Changyuan to listen to his parents and to suppress the anger of this reckless young man before turning back, frowning slightly: "The environment is so poor, shall we change places?"

There was hardly any need for patience; Buck simply shrugged in a very foreign manner to express his helplessness, abandoned the table in front of him, turned around and strolled back, spreading his hands to indicate that there was no table left. The little beggar also nimbly jumped aside and followed Buck back.

Unaware that others were cleaning up after him, Liu Changyuan continued to express his dissatisfaction to various parties. Buck smiled and continued to offer his so-called new flavors to others, while the little beggar hurriedly increased his pace, trying to minimize his contact with Liu Changyuan

When the father came over and slapped his son on the back of the head, as a railway worker, what effective educational methods could one expect? If the education had been truly effective, it wouldn't have turned out this way. Liu Changyuan jumped up in a fit of anger, but upon seeing it was his father, he deflated like a punctured ball. His mother, holding him back, earnestly advised, "Learn some skills from Brother Zhiming, learn how to be a good person..."

Buck took a moment to smile at the parents and continued with his own tasks; one must come to understand life on their own, as what others say is of no use.

If Liu Changyuan continues to play his own rhythm, it will not disturb Buck and the little beggar

Today, Fang Lingying brought two people with her, one middle-aged man and one young man, helping Fang Lingying squeeze in. I heard Fang Lingying introduce: "The flavors are very distinctive, and it's just the right time for a meal, so I invited you to try some special tastes..."

With a loud slap, a resounding blow struck Liu Changyuan's face, delivered by the boyfriend of the girl who had been scalded: "Do you even know how to do business, or how to be a person? Can't you even apologize for your mistakes?" It is said that the temperament of the young people in Chongqing is quite fiery, much like the weather and hot pot of this city

The girl who jumped back in shock was focused on her boyfriend and that detestable shop assistant, not paying attention to the tables and chairs. However, the eyes of the onlookers were all fixed here. To everyone's surprise, the owner of the barbecue stall acted as if the dispute had never occurred, casually moving the tables and chairs away.

His parents were in a great hurry to go over, but Buck, who had remained silent, waved his hand, and the long knife blocked the elders, whispering: "Are you going to wipe your backside for a lifetime?" The unmoving back of the long knife resembled a barrier, resolutely and immovably preventing these two anxious parents, how pitiful is the heart of parents everywhere!

That is the authentic feeling of life

Who would dare to lay hands on customers in business? The service industry is essentially a place where one endures humiliation, isn't it? Amidst the uproar around him, Buck remained composed, continuing to slice meat and grill his own dishes, a faint smile playing on his lips as he observed the onlookers. Fortunately, the high temperature of the grill kept the area around him less crowded. Then, Fang Lingying was seen tiptoeing curiously at the edge, waving at him: "Over here..."

Buck had no expression on his face, but he was slightly surprised that the young man who had come with Fang Lingying was also following behind him

Liu Changyuan's neck stiffened: "Who told you not to move aside!" His emotions, already in a bad state, erupted like a balloon that had been pricked by a sharp object.

Just as he had just turned around, he brushed past Fang Lingying's young companion who was following her. Almost instinctively, Buck furrowed his brow, and his eyes immediately shifted from Fang Lingying's face to the waist of the person beside her, where something that seemed very familiar had just brushed against him.

Both are police officers, yet one can discern the difference in their family backgrounds just by looking at the standard issue belt around Officer Yang's waist and the GA Golden Eagle brand belt buckle of the other officer

This child in the Buck's underground passage has a keen eye

The faces of the parents were almost adorned with a fawning apologetic smile, yet Liu Changyuan maintained his meager sense of pride with great disdain. Just as he was holding the plate, it burned his hand slightly, and with a cry of "ouch," he threw the plate onto the table, causing the fruits and sauce arranged on the slices of meat to splatter onto the customer. The summer clothing was already thin, and the female customer jumped up in a panic, cursing in a disheveled manner: "Can't you see, you dog of a person?"

Only Liu Changyuan, with blood all over his face, jumped up and cursed loudly: "The police only show up after something happens, what use are they... Who hit me just now!" His parents, who had seen their son being surrounded and beaten, had already squeezed over. Buck raised his hand to try to stop them, but he just lifted it and gave up; everyone has their own way of living.

Throughout the entire process, it was clearly his own mistake that came first, yet he was bullied by others. Now, he is actually venting his anger on his parents. There are numerous criticisms and insults being discussed around him, and even the few young people who hit him feel a sense of nobility, returning with a sense of pride to take their seats. Buck seems to be oblivious to this commotion, returning to the side of the oven to heat some ingredients he had prepared separately in one corner of the square pot.

Liu Changyuan clearly did not want to, and it was only under his mother's pleading that he reluctantly picked up two plates from Buck's long knife board. He turned around impatiently and brought them to the table, carelessly throwing them onto the surface. The plate containing the roasted meat even tipped over twice before stabilizing. He seemed to perceive this as a form of rebellion against his father, casting a somewhat provocative glance at the angry father. The little beggar was startled and wanted to reach out to do something, but he felt a bit intimidated by Liu Changyuan, who was taller than him and seemed quite familiar with Buck.

However, Buck controlled his gaze, returning it to Fang Lingying's face, and walked back, but he quickly glanced at the face of the older man beside her, who appeared to be around fifty years old. He did not stare, merely allowing his gaze to sweep past as if casually, yet the man seemed to sense something and sharply turned to look at him

What is the service industry? It requires a heart dedicated to service. When Buck truly bends down to place a plate, he does not feel that this undermines his formidable killer aura. Whatever he does, he must invest his heart into it; this is the survival rule he learned on the battlefield. A little beggar holds a shoebox, and when someone gives him money, he bows to them!

Buck looked up somewhat indifferently at the young man in front of him, who was glaring like a fierce golden lion. Behind him, two other young men turned to assist the one who had fallen to the ground, and together they began to beat Liu Changyuan.

Buck truly does not care about such childish jokes, nor can anything significant come of them. Observing these two young men, they are merely flailing their arms and legs like a pair of young roosters, their faces flushed and necks thick. It is far more important to be practical and set up a table to entertain the guests.

Buck had already helped Fang Lingying move the separate plastic stool aside. Upon seeing the three individuals, he simply threw down the knife in his hand and turned to the table where a scuffle had already broken out. Due to the arrangement of the table, the center of the stall was not crowded except for the people sitting at the table. He approached, grabbing the empty table with one hand while using the other to stack chairs in order to drag them over.

However, what Buck did not expect was that the young man accompanying his girlfriend had companions. They had originally occupied the table first, and the others had gone to the nearby convenience store to buy beer

The heartbroken parents had just reached out to support their son, only to become the best outlet for this self-pitying young man: "What are you doing here? What can you do? You have no money, no power! I am living such a lowly life! Isn't it better for me to stay at home playing online games every day rather than coming out to embarrass myself!" He understands that in this society, only these parents will unconditionally tolerate him, tolerating this pitiful creature who is utterly unable to face the world.

Pushing aside or crouching down to evade the long knife is indeed possible. Looking at the child, who is already in his early twenties yet has caused them so much worry, and feeling the kitchen knife heating on the stove in front of them, the elderly couple hesitated and stood still. The little beggar also stopped, watching Buck's movements.

What the young man, who is about four or five years younger than Bick, cares about more is his inexplicable sense of self-esteem. The humiliation of being slapped by his father in front of so many diners burns like the fire in the oven, scorching his completely immature heart. He is basically dragged here by his mother, reluctantly serving plates. It is a wonder if such an attitude towards work can be good.

Buck surveyed his surroundings, brandishing two long knives, which he placed on the table. Just as a dissatisfied diner was about to voice his discontent, he caught sight of Buck's face, which, though lacking a smile, still bore a certain cordiality: "Complimentary tasting of a new flavor..." With a deft twist of the knife, he dislodged the chunks of meat piled on the plate, extinguishing the diner's displeasure, who, surprised, nodded in gratitude and said thank you