The boss cooks, and the bankrupt company opens a state banquet restaurant

Chapter 253: If you change the equipment in one day, you will have to go to the sky in three days?
Many years later, the well-known writer Zhou Hai recalled that sunny afternoon with the happiness that could not be hidden from the corners of his mouth. He wrote in his autobiography: I have been following Boss Su all my life.

Even every time he ate, his brain would automatically and accurately recall that afternoon. When he picked up the bowl of golden egg fried rice, he only scooped out a little bit with the spoon and put it into his mouth with a little doubt. The satisfaction felt by the taste buds.

"Damn it! What did I eat?"

Zhou Hai chewed the rice in his mouth in disbelief.

Zhou Hai was not surprised by his ability to completely wrap the egg liquid around the rice grains and then fry them into golden egg fried rice.

Because he is also preparing a new book on the theme of food recently, he has been watching various food making videos on the Internet. This golden egg fried rice is considered an advanced version.

But when this mouthful of rice came into his mouth, the doubt in Zhou Hai's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by indescribable shock.

The disdain on his face disappeared without a trace, and turned into deep satisfaction.

Is this really just egg fried rice?

The egg liquid wrapped around the rice grains has been fried into a slightly crispy texture. If you taste it carefully, it is more like 'scrambled eggs' that have been fried a little too much.

And once you bite through the slightly crispy egg shell, you can feel how soft and waxy the rice grains wrapped inside are.

The key is that the two complement each other. The eggs are crispy but not fishy, ​​and the rice grains are soft and glutinous but not sticky to the teeth. The fresh aroma of the eggs fried in oil matches the natural fragrance of the rice grains, and the mixture forms a unique delicious taste.

The sky-high-priced egg fried rice that I was thinking about just now, and that I, Zhou Hai, was a fool today, all disappeared.

At this moment, he only has egg fried rice in his eyes!

Zhou Hai scooped up a big spoonful with his spoon and put it directly into his mouth, his cheeks bulging from the stuffing.

Is one hundred and eighty-eight expensive?

Zhou Hai felt that it was not expensive at all.

If he could eat something like this for 188, then he would rather spend all his royalties on egg fried rice. After all, before eating this bowl of rice, the ceiling of egg fried rice in Zhou Hai's heart was this happy egg fried rice. .

And the happy egg fried rice, compared with this super happy egg fried rice.

It's like their names are missing the word "super".

"Hahahahaha~"

Zhou Hai couldn't stop talking, but he still didn't forget to turn his head and look at the young man, "Boss, have another one!"

After saying that, Zhou Hai immediately immersed himself in eating, as if any more words would be disrespectful to this super happy egg fried rice.

Seeing him like this, Ling Shuyu and He Shuting looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Boss Su's Jiang Taigong took the bait, and they were quite confused at first. In fact, until now, Ling Shuyu felt that this was not a very good method.

But she seemed to have no better way.

After all, if you want to win this game, a portion of egg fried rice priced at 188 to yuan will definitely not win, and the egg fried rice priced at yuan is really an exaggeration in today's society.

That’s not to say there aren’t any, there are also egg fried rice at this price range.

But it will definitely not appear in a small street stall, and this stall does not even have a decent table.

After receiving the 188 yuan transferred from Zhou Hai for the second time by scanning the QR code, Su Chen poured the other half of the remaining rice into the pot and began to continue making it.

The boss standing at the door found it interesting.

He came to Zhou Hai's side and said, "Brother, are you dizzy? No matter how delicious this egg fried rice is, you won't eat two portions, right? This is only four hundred yuan."

Zhou Hai just finished swallowing the last bite of fried rice.

I didn't feel satisfied. Both my taste buds and my stomach were shouting crazily: "Hurry up and keep eating. We haven't had enough yet!"

What can be done then?

He saw the little boss pulling rice in the pot and estimated that he would have to wait for two or three minutes. He turned to look at the familiar fried rice boss and was speechless, "It's not me, boss, you have opened a shop here for so many years. If you had one-ten thousandth of this little boss’s skills, you would have bought a house in the capital a long time ago.”

The owner of the fried rice restaurant was startled, and only then did he realize what Zhou Hai meant.

"Just brag, even if he makes flowers, doesn't he still make egg fried rice? Isn't it still eggs and rice? Is it possible that it can also be turned into meat?"

Zhou Hai felt that he was unable to communicate with this boss.

This is egg fried rice, yes, but people can perfectly combine the aroma of eggs and rice, and I don’t know how this little boss did it. The egg liquid is wrapped around the rice grains, and it is fried evenly and slightly crispy. taste.

That taste is really amazing.

Zhou Hai thought for a moment and then said perfunctorily to the boss next to him, "Have you ever eaten egg fried rice that's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside?"

The owner of the fried rice restaurant was stunned again. After a few seconds, he suddenly burst into laughter. "Are you kidding me? Fried rice is supposed to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

Zhou Hai shook his head silently.

I thought the road to happy egg fried rice was narrow.

I used to be a regular customer, but I'm afraid I will never eat here again in the future.

This is like a young man who meets the best girl in the world at his most ignorant age. How can he live his life with other women in the future?
Impossible, I can’t survive a day!
While Su Chen was cooking rice, Zhou Hai tried to get close to the young boss.

"Boss, where are you from? I've never seen you here before?"

Su Chen didn't say anything, just lowered his head and fried rice.

Zhou Hai didn't feel embarrassed, and turned to look at He Shuting, "Beautiful lady, are you together? I wonder where our store is?"

Zhou Hai began to extract valid information.

I ate this delicious egg fried rice today. What kind of suffering will it be if I can't eat it in the future?
He couldn't imagine.

He Shuting was about to talk about Jingzhou when she suddenly remembered that according to the rules of the show, she couldn't reveal Boss Su's identity, so she said, "Sorry, it's not convenient to tell you."

Zhou Hai felt deflated and felt scratching his head and ears.

But his every move just now was watched by other people in the local author group.

It's just that I was busy eating and chatting at the moment, so I didn't pay attention at all. When I went to see it again, the number of people in the group was already 99+.

[Lao Mu: Is it true or false? Is this egg fried rice really delicious? 】

Zhou Hai directly clicked [Special Concern] and saw this message from Mu Ye.

Others also didn't believe it.

"You're just pretending, right? Hai Ye is pretending to be like this on purpose, trying to trick us into eating too, right?"

"It must be a pretense. In order to pretend, Haiye spent a lot of money. He spent 188 at his own expense to order another one. Oh no, it's half an egg fried rice, hahaha!"

"Haiye, tell the truth, how is this egg fried rice? Are you deliberately playing tricks on us, or is it really worth 188?"

Zhou Hai smiled contemptuously.

I sent a message in the mobile phone group, "Believe it or not, this egg fried rice is really amazing. I can't describe it to you in words. You can only know it after you eat it yourself. I won't say more. I think the boss is almost done. I'm going to eat first!"

Lao Mu was lying on his big sofa, holding his mobile phone, watching the video of this sloppy online writer showing off fried rice.

There was a murmur in my heart.

Could it be that this egg fried rice is really delicious?

As an old bookworm, Lao Mu used his strong financial resources to roam among various author groups and had some knowledge of Zhou Hai.

Although this guy writes good novels and earns a lot of money from his writings, he is extremely stingy in his daily life.

During festivals, other authors would send out red envelopes or something in the group to have fun, but Zhou Hai never does. Every time when there is a red envelope grab, he is always the first one.

It is impossible for such a person to spend 188 yuan to eat fried rice, so there is only one possibility left.

This meal is absolutely delicious!
Looking at Zhou Hai wolfing down the food in the picture, Lao Mu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Why the hell don't you start a food show?"

Lao Mu sent a message and threw his phone aside in frustration.

He turned over and picked up the phone with some discomfort. Looking at the video of Zhou Hai eating voraciously, his throat moved a few times.

Found a friend.

This is a good friend in their second generation circle. Lao Mu and his gang don’t know what to do every day. They just try to find delicious, fun and exciting things.

After all, the orders given to them by their families were: spend the money as you like, as long as you don’t think about starting a business and don’t do anything illegal, just have fun.

Well, that’s how Lao Mu is.

"Brother, I found something really good today. Would you like to go and have a taste?"

The other party's reply was also very fast.

[Old Bird: What's the best food? Where to eat? I'm booking a flight now. ]

Lao Mu:.
I remember one time, a few of them were bored and drinking at home at night, and suddenly Lao Niao said that he missed the cheese and gravy potato chips restaurant downstairs when he was studying in Canada.

So, a few people slapped their thighs, took a plane to Canada overnight, and the drunken people continued to drink after getting on the plane.

When I woke up, I sobered up from the alcohol too.

A group of people stood at an airport in Canada, looking at each other in confusion: Why the hell did we go abroad?
Then I didn’t eat and returned to China overnight.

Lao Mu thought of this matter that had been ridiculed for a long time, and speechlessly sent a WeChat message to Lao Niao, "Book a stupid flight to Qinzhou. You leave now, and we'll meet at Huimin intersection."

After sending the message, Lao Mu changed into casual sportswear and shoes, then drove away.

On this side, after Su Chen cooked two servings of egg fried rice for Zhou Hai, the sloppy freelance worker finally stopped thinking about ordering another one as he felt his stomach was full.

"To be honest, if I really have to eat it, I can still eat it."

Zhou Hai licked his lips, which still had the fragrance of rice.

He himself was also wondering how this young boss made the rice so fragrant.

"Would you like another one?" Su Chen asked.

Zhou Hai shook his head. "No, no, I usually feel full after eating a large portion of fried rice. Today I have eaten a portion and a half of fried rice. If I eat more, I will be really full."

After saying that, Zhou Hai thought for a moment and asked again, "Little boss, will you still set up a stall here tomorrow?"

Su Chen thought about it and said, "Yes."

With limited tools at hand, Su Chen did not plan to make other dishes this time. A plate of egg fried rice that was close to SSS level was enough to make a name for himself, so why bother with anything else?

Moreover, now with the support of Happy Egg Fried Rice, someone is responsible for separating the steamed rice into portions for you, and someone else is responsible for bringing you eggs and lard, etc., and you only need to pay ten yuan per portion to get these services.

And it also includes raw materials.

Where can I find such a good deal?
The owner of the Happy Egg Fried Rice feels that he has made a profit, Boss Su also feels that he has made a profit now, and Zhou Hai, who ate the Super Happy Egg Fried Rice, also feels that he has made a profit.

This time, it’s a win-win for all!
When Zhou Hai heard Su Chen confirm that he would set up a stall here tomorrow, he nodded with relief, "One more question! What time do you plan to set up the stall until?"

Su Chen turned around and asked, "Boss, what time does your restaurant close?"

The owner of the stir-fry restaurant was stunned for a moment, "I close at 10 o'clock, and there is usually no one here at that time."

Su Chen turned around and said, "I'll be there until ten o'clock too."

The restaurant owner was dumbfounded.

So what time do you work until I work?
You're sucking my blood, right?

He returned to the house angrily, "This young man is not a human being! He took our rice and eggs and sold fried rice in front of our door, and the price is more than ten times ours! He makes more money from selling one bowl than we do from selling ten bowls!"

The woman was cleaning the house, smiling a little reluctantly, "It's okay, didn't you see that he only sold three servings today? Only people like Zhou Hai who have some spare money but nowhere to spend it would eat this. Eh? Another person is coming?"

They both looked at each other.

There is more than one person coming this time!

Lao Mu was just reading books and never posted any photos when chatting in the group. When Zhou Hai saw someone coming to eat fried rice, he was about to leave, but he didn't move. Instead, he made an expression of an experienced person and started to recommend the food to the two customers.

"This fried rice is delicious. Don't underestimate it because it's expensive. I've never had egg fried rice this delicious before. You'll know after you try it. It's just a little expensive. I'm afraid you won't be able to afford a second helping after you have one."

In a place like Qinzhou, a monthly salary of three thousand is the income of an ordinary person.

For a freelancer like Zhou Hai who earns 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month, he does have a little capital to show off.

He also deliberately said, "I just ate three servings in one go."

Lao Mu glanced at Zhou Hai.

I thought this guy usually acted like a decent guy in the group, but I didn't expect he was so pretentious in real life.

But that’s true. If he himself doesn’t like to show off, how can the protagonist in his novel be pretentious?

Not wanting to bother with Zhou Hai, Lao Mu directly said to Su Chen who was sitting on the ground, "How many dishes can you fry in this pan at one time?"

Su Chen said, "4 servings."

That's two large portions.

The functions of the Kitchen God Pot are indeed amazing, but the diameter is not that big, it is just an ordinary household kitchen utensil.

"Okay, let's order four at a time, so we don't have to wait later."

Zhou Hai was stunned, feeling that he had just pretended to be lonely.

Lao Niao hid behind Lao Mu, looking at the small stalls on the ground and listening to what they said.

I thought that Old Mu was really unkind.

I treated him to a meal with all kinds of delicacies, but he excitedly called me out just to eat this kind of fried rice sold on the roadside?

For the sake of this so-called delicious food, he even turned down a drinking party with the girls in the evening.

Seeing the young man in a suit sitting on the ground cooking fried rice, the old bird couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He was the kind of person who said whatever he wanted to say. "Brother, after all this time, you brought me here to eat this?"

Lao Mu nodded intently, "Don't underestimate this bowl of egg fried rice."

Then he stopped talking.

Lao Mu believed that Zhou Hai's expression when he was live streaming in the group was not fake. Even if the expression could be faked, Zhou Hai actually paid for two more servings out of his own pocket. A person like him would never pay for this kind of food unless he really loved it.

Seeing that he was silent, the old bird also stopped talking.

Because he discovered something more interesting!
"Beautiful lady, let's just ask where you are from. I don't think you are from Qinzhou."

The old bird came to He Shuting's side at some point.

"Have you encountered any difficulties? That's why you set up a stall here. If you really have any difficulties, please tell me. It's normal for us to help each other when we are away from home."

He Shuting looked at the man in front of her suspiciously. If he was not a customer, He Shuting would immediately classify him as someone who was trying to flirt with her.

"We just passed by Qinzhou and set up a stall to earn some living expenses."

The old bird smacked his lips. "Damn! What kind of world is this? I have to rely on setting up a stall to make a living? No, I have to help with this!"

He Shuting's fans would confuse any man.

Especially the ones with letters on them, if you look closely you will find that I don’t know how this girl’s legs got so long, they are not only long, but also very straight and coordinated, they look very thin, but actually quite fleshy if you look closely, she is the type that you can’t help but secretly take a few more glances at as long as she is around you.

When the old bird said this, his eyes would glance at He Shuting's legs from time to time.

For him, chatting with his sister is much more interesting than eating fried rice with broken eggs.

After saying that, the old bird directly passed the old wood and stood in front of Su Chen.

"I have a big appetite, two servings are not enough, at least two more! I'll eat four. Oh, how much is it? Anyway, there are six servings in total, I'll just give you two hundred yuan!"

While talking, he had already taken out his mobile phone. The next step he was going to do was to say that he had spent too much money today, and that the limit had been reached by scanning the QR code, and then add a WeChat friend to transfer the money!

Isn't it natural to add the other person on WeChat?
Lao Mu looked at his friend in disbelief, "Didn't you see the sign?"

The old bird followed Lao Mu's gesture and looked over. "Super happy egg fried rice, no, did you forget to write the decimal point?"

"That's the price. You can eat it or not. What's the matter? Are you reluctant to part with it?"

The old man thought to himself, I may be rich, but I’m not a fool. You’re selling fried rice for one hundred and eighty-eight?

How is this different from stealing money?
He thought it was expensive, but Boss Su was quick enough!
Just as the old bird finished speaking, Su Chen directly served out two large portions, "This large portion is for me."

Lard and a large portion of rice had already been poured into the pot, and it was too late for the old bird to shout.

I could only clench my fists in pain and said, "Look where you brought me to!"

Lao Mu curled his lips and ignored him, "It's okay, I'll pay for the pot and I'll eat it."

There was nothing more to say now, so Lao Mu brought the fried rice and sat on the ground next to Su Chen.

Because he had seen Zhou Hai’s timid look while eating during a live video broadcast, Lao Mu picked up a disposable spoon and started eating.

Just one bite into the mouth.

Lao Mu was instantly conquered by this egg fried rice that was infinitely close to SSS grade. When he looked up to praise it, he found that the old bird who had just complained about the expensive price of 188 yuan actually buried his head directly in the bowl, scooping rice with a spoon and stuffing it into his mouth frantically.

It's like there's no need to chew and I just swallowed it whole.

I felt a little funny in my heart. This old man seemed to be crazy. He just said that a plate of fried rice was expensive, but now he is eating it more happily than anyone else.

Su Chen couldn't help but laugh when he saw the performance of these two people. Not to mention these customers who may not have tasted delicious food, even he himself had to eat a bowl of egg fried rice in the kitchen on the 19th floor every day.

This triple S-level egg fried rice is really exaggerated.

It’s impossible to get tired of it, the fresh fragrance of rice, the unique aroma of eggs, and the aroma of lard.

It's as if everything in this world that can attract human taste buds is mixed together.

"Awesome! Lao Mu, you finally did something great. We've eaten a lot of food at home and abroad in the past few years, and this egg fried rice is much better than the potato chips we had last time in Canada!"

Such praise certainly had other meanings. While Lao Mu was not done eating yet, Lao Niao decisively brought over the second serving (third or fourth serving) of egg fried rice that Su Chen had prepared.

"That's great! Boss, please keep cooking. I'll pack two portions for my parents to take back so they can have a taste too."

After saying that, the old bird lowered his head and started stuffing food into his mouth frantically again.

According to the measurement unit of the Happy Egg Fried Rice Restaurant, Su Chen has now sold four and a half servings of egg fried rice.

Lao Mu looked at the little fried rice left in his bowl and felt that he had not eaten enough. "Make two more servings. I'll eat one and I'll take one away."

Invisibly, Lao Mu and Laoniao have already assumed that "one portion" means a large portion, which is two portions for Su Chen.

After calculating this way, there is only a little left of the ten servings of fried rice I bought earlier.

Su Chen said, "Go in and buy ten more portions of fried rice from the boss, and remind him that he may need to start steaming the rice."

"No need to remind me."

A resentful voice came from behind Su Chen, "How did you cook this rice? Is it really that delicious?"

He is the owner of Happy Egg Fried Rice.

He saw with his own eyes these customers eating one portion after another, as if the 188 was just a simple number in their eyes, not real money.

"It's fried like this, you've seen it all." Su Chen said without further ado, "Boss, hurry up and prepare it, otherwise I won't be able to supply it."

The restaurant owner took a look.

At some point, a crowd of onlookers started to gather in front of Su Chen's stall.

They were not watching Su Chen making fried rice, but watching Lao Mu and Laoniao eating!

"What's wrong with these two? They are like starving ghosts who haven't eaten anything. What do they eat?"

"Is that fried rice with egg? Or is it golden fried rice with egg? Oh my god, I'm so happy! One hundred and eighty-eight for one serving?"

"Oh my god, are you robbing me? One hundred and eighty yuan for a serving of fried rice?"

There is a very strange thing about eating, which is that it is contagious.

Careful parents often find that if their child can usually eat one bowl of rice, he can eat two bowls if he eats with other children.

This is what is happening at this point.

As Lao Mu and Lao Niao kept dangling the food into his mouth, Zhou Hai, who was just about to go home to work, couldn't hold back anymore.

The large portion of rice he had just eaten seemed to have been digested by itself. Recalling the satisfaction on his taste buds and tongue, Zhou Hai stamped his feet fiercely, "Boss, give me another large portion too! Yes, two portions!"

Zhou Hai's words immediately attracted the attention of the crowd watching nearby.

"Isn't this person a shill?"

"Is there anyone who wants to buy fried rice for 180 yuan? Holy shit, look at what that is? Nima?"

"Damn, this guy actually bought rice and eggs directly from the fried egg restaurant behind him. He even bought salt and lard from this store?"

"Fuck! He bought the ingredients directly from the store behind him, and then sat here and fried them himself. He sold 12 yuan worth of egg fried rice for 376 yuan?"

There was even a brave guy who walked out of the crowd, pointed at the exaggerated iron pot and asked: "Boss, your fried rice is so expensive, what if it doesn't taste good?"

Su Chen was too busy to make gestures, and just said calmly: "It's not delicious, no money."

Sayings like "If the food isn't tasty, you don't have to pay for it" can be said to be the cruelest words in the catering industry.

After all, whether the food tastes good or not is up to the customers.

The small stalls that usually sell food for three or five yuan say this because they are sure that customers are generally too embarrassed to say that the food is not tasty and so won't pay.

But this 188 yuan fried rice is different.

With such an expensive price, if the food doesn’t taste good, some people would dare not pay!

What if I just don't eat it?
It was obvious that the young man in front of him was such a person. He asked again, "If it doesn't taste good, I really won't give you money, right?"

Ling Shuyu stood up at this time.

She faced the crowd.

"Super Happy Egg Fried Rice, 188 yuan per portion, guaranteed to be delicious! If you don't like it after taking a bite, you can get a refund on the spot!"

Ling Shuyu just now instantly understood the meaning of Su Chen's previous actions.

When he told the first customer he had to pay before he could eat, he was throwing out bait.

For something this delicious to happen, someone must try it first before it can spread by word of mouth and let more people know about it.

Now Boss Su says he won’t charge you if the food doesn’t taste good, which is completely out of confidence in his own ability.

Is there really anyone who would say that this kind of egg fried rice is not delicious?
Zhou Hai got his egg fried rice, and was stunned when he heard Su Chen say that it was not delicious and he would not charge for it.

So you were targeting me just now, right?

But now that he had the fried rice, he couldn’t care less. Zhou Hai continued to show off with his head down.

He, along with Lao Niao and Lao Mu, the three of them ate voraciously, as if they hadn't eaten for years. This look really made the onlookers feel eager to eat.

The young man who asked the question seemed to have made up his mind. He pinched his finger joints and said, "Give me a small portion too."

Based on the current situation, everyone assumes that Su Chen's small portion is 188 and a large portion is 376.

He Shuting was responsible for opening the QR code on the phone to collect payment, while Ling Shuyu took a ballpoint pen and began to count the specific number of orders, and used his strong memory to make a simple arrangement for the people who ordered, so that those who ordered first would not eat later, which would be bad.

With the help of the MasterChef set.

It only takes Su Chen less than three minutes to make a plate of fried rice.

If there are more people, you can just make two large portions, which will become four small portions if divided.

Sun Xiaoting, who was hiding across the street and taking photos, took out his phone in disbelief and asked, "How much has Boss Su sold now?"

The following staff looked at the data recorded in their notebooks.

"If there is no refund, it will be at least 25 copies now!!!"

Because the people behind him were all ordering food at the same time, it was a bit difficult for him to keep track, and he had to ask Ling Shuyu for the specific data.

Twenty-five copies?

Sun Xiaoting pressed the calculator on his phone.

"Four. You mean, they have earned at least 4700 yuan now?"

hiss! ! !
Sun Xiaoting took a deep breath and said, "No. What about the other groups?"

The young man hurriedly opened his phone to communicate with other colleagues in the work group.

"At present, Teacher Lu has confirmed the job, with a daily salary of 3,000 yuan. In other words, they can earn 27,000 yuan in these three days no matter what."

Depend on!
Sun Xiaoting was dumbfounded again.

Lu Yongliang is a low-key person, but he actually came up with this idea in the end. Three people, 3,000 each, that means 27,000 in three days!

If Su Chen hadn't been selling fried rice at a sky-high price, Sun Xiaoting would really think that Lao Lu would be the final winner!

"The response from Mr. Cui has been good. So far, they have earned more than 600 yuan, and they are planning to change the dishes and the location of the stall."

can.

Sun Xiaoting nodded slightly, Lao Cui's rhythm was more normal.

The snowball effect, if the materials are chosen properly, can really reach a scary number in three days.

"Teacher Jiang's side"

Seeing the young man hesitating for a long time and unable to speak, Sun Xiaoting snatched the phone from him, "What's wrong with Teacher Jiang?"

He fixed his eyes.

What the hell!

Several photos were taken in the group.

I don’t know which park it was, but Jiang Wusheng sat comfortably on the camping chair he received from the program crew.

The two girls who followed him were hugging each other for warmth in the tent. They looked painful and it was obvious that they were hungry.

"What's going on with Teacher Jiang? Why isn't he taking any action?"

The young man said very nervously, "I heard from colleagues in their group that Teacher Jiang thinks this is a survival game and no one can make money in this game. So whoever can keep more of the 100 yuan will be the final winner. So they..."

What the hell, what the hell!

Sun Xiaoting was dumbfounded. What's wrong with Jiang Wusheng? Others can earn tens of thousands of yuan a day, but you just lie down in the park?

No wonder he chose a tent that no one had ever seen. It turned out that he had already thought of a solution when he was on the bus?
Did he have any misunderstandings about his colleagues?
Do you really think that others are like him and have found a place with beautiful scenery to lie down?

"This won't work." Director Sun muttered to himself, "If Teacher Jiang does this, his group won't have much of an effect. Hmm, let me think about it."

Sun Xiaoting suddenly came up with an idea, "I'll send out a notice later. Just say that in order to allow everyone to have a better communication, tonight will be free time starting at 10 o'clock, and everyone can visit other groups. Yeah, that's it!"

The young man nodded ignorantly and sent out the latest notification in the group.

In just a short while, more people gathered in front of Su Chen's stall than before, and even the owner of the Happy Egg Fried Rice Restaurant began to feel overwhelmed.

"Steam the rice, hurry up and steam the rice!" The boss put a large bowl of rice into the steamer and added water, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "I just can't figure it out. Isn't it just a plate of fried rice? Why would anyone want to eat it for 188? And why so many people?"

The woman's feelings were obviously much more optimistic than his. "Why don't you just steam some rice? We can make a lot of money from every serving of fried rice sold by the boss outside! You don't have to work so hard."

The boss stopped what he was doing and said, "That's right!"

But he was not happy for more than three seconds, and immediately his face turned stern again, "No! Every time he sells a large portion of rice, he makes a net profit of several hundred yuan, and I only make a few dollars! What the hell!"

Immediately, the boss steamed new rice, washed his hands and walked to the door, "I don't believe it, I want to see how this rice is better than my egg fried rice! I just saw several of our old customers buy it."

"Are you crazy? It's 188 per portion! Are you really going to eat it?" The woman looked at her husband in confusion.

Two hundred yuan, he needs to make twenty servings of fried rice to earn that much money.

"It's okay. At worst, I can order one, take a bite, and then say it's not tasty and return it to him." The man said confidently, "Who told him to brag just now!"

After saying that, he strode out of the restaurant and came behind Su Chen.

"Boss, can you give me one too? A small portion will do."

Su Chen barely stopped flipping the pan and glanced at him, "Are you eating too?"

"Eat it, of course I have to eat it, I have to try it, why is your fried rice 188 yuan, but mine is only 12 yuan."

Su Chen smiled and nodded, "Okay, then you have to wait a while."

Ling Shuyu explained, "You have to wait for a moment, as you are the eighteenth in line."

While they were talking, a young man in front of them threw away the disposable paper box in his hand and rushed into the crowd again, "Damn it, this life is unbearable! Give me another portion, this is too delicious!"

He is the guy who just said what to do if it doesn’t taste good.

It is obvious that after having a super happy egg fried rice, he is super happy at this moment.

Not far away, He Shuting got out of a taxi, carrying large and small bags, and even took a folding table from the trunk.

Ling Shuyu hurried to help.

Not long ago, while he had some money on hand, Su Chen instructed He Shuting to go to the supermarket to purchase goods.

The first thing is to have a folding table. To be honest, it looks a bit stupid to sit like this all the time to make fried rice. Moreover, the stove is so close to the ground that it feels unhygienic.

Then there are disposable paper bowls and disposable chopsticks.

There is also a brand new gas stove. Although it is not a high-fire stove like the one in the restaurant, it is much better to use than the small gas stove I have now.

Following behind the taxi was a farm vehicle loaded with full gas tanks.

"Girl, right here?"

He Shuting swept the front of the gas to the other party and said, "Yes, you can just install it for us here."

Sun Xiaoting, who was standing across the street, was stunned.

While others are still lying down, Boss Su has already upgraded his equipment and started replacing it directly?

If you change the equipment today, will you have to buy a store tomorrow?
Then won’t you be going public the day after tomorrow?

Gan!
Su Chen finished frying the fried rice in his hand and explained to everyone that he needed to change equipment. The onlookers stepped back to make enough space for him.

When everything is installed.

He Shuting threw the piece of paper away and replaced it with a carefully designed billboard supported by an X-shaped bracket. It looked much more fashionable than before!
After this tinkering.

Su Chen moved his neck and pressed his palms together with He Shuting and Ling Shuyu.

“Super Happy Egg Fried Rice, officially opened!!!”

The restaurant owner who got the egg fried rice looked at the three strange people in confusion.

So you were just doing a fucking trial run?
I want to see what kind of magic potion you put in this fried rice!

He turned around, went into the house, and placed the bowl of golden egg fried rice on the table.

The couple looked at each other.

"One bite per person. If you eat too much, it will be hard to return it later."

The woman nodded in agreement. "Just have a bite, and then go out and return it. If there is really something worth learning, you must study it carefully, and we will sell it for 188 in the future!"

"I think it works!"

The man held the spoon. This portion of fried rice was only half the amount of his large portion. He didn't even dare to fill the spoon, as that would make it look like he had eaten a lot.

I’m afraid it will be difficult to withdraw later.

The same goes for women.

The two of them just scooped up a little bit of rice grains and then put them into their mouths in sync.

"bass"

While chewing, a very subtle but unignorable sound entered his mind, as if announcing that he had just bitten into something crispy.

Immediately after
The man opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"Is this really fried rice with egg? No, I mean, this is fried rice with rice and eggs!" He was a little speechless, "This is too delicious!!!"

The woman was also stunned.

If this is egg fried rice, then the one in my own store is at most rice and egg mixed together. It is not the same species as the golden egg fried rice in my mouth, and there is no comparison at all.

"No, husband." The woman seemed to sense something, "Let me taste it again."

"Hmm, let me have another taste too. I think I'm about to know how he made it!"

Haw!

Haw!

Haw!

Outside the door, Su Chen reached out to pick up the rice, but found nothing.

"Go in and order ten more portions of rice and eggs."

He Shuting took two steps and stood at the door.

"Boss, why are the boss and his wife fighting at this fried rice restaurant?"

Su Chen also turned his head to look.

The boss in the room was sitting behind the table, and the boss's wife grabbed his hair from a distance, and her lips kept moving, as if she was cursing something.

The boss was not willing to be outdone. He tried to reach out to the woman's face with the spoon several times, but he couldn't because his posture was not right.

This also made Su Chen confused.

Even the people waiting for their meals were a little confused.

Why are they fighting?
Is it because making money is too easy?
　Double monthly tickets, please! Monthly tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)