Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 321 This World is Too Crazy

Seeing someone asking for directions, the cafeteria manager Huang's thoughts were a little confused.

He subconsciously pointed to the end of the corridor, his tone somewhat mechanical:
"The cafeteria...go inside, turn right, then turn left, and you'll see the green door."

"Oh, thank you!"

Several people ran straight towards him without stopping, without even giving him a glance.

Manager Huang stood there, looking at their backs, his heart full of confusion.

Before he could figure it out, the second group of people came over.

This time it was three young men.

Two men and one woman, with excited expressions on their faces and brisk steps, as if they were attending a party.

"The cafeteria is over here, right?"

One of the boys asked excitedly.

"Ah? ...Yes, go inside, turn right, then turn left..."

The three of them smiled, thanked them, and excitedly ran after the group of people in front.

"Hello, cafeteria..."

The third diner slid away just as quickly.

Manager Huang froze in place again, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

No, what's going on?
So you guys come to the funeral home in waves, are you here to eat?
Has the world gone too crazy?

Or does he have a problem?

Manager Huang felt that there was a huge deviation in his cognition and he could not understand these people's behavior at all!

Until a middle-aged man in a black suit, looking somewhat tired, stopped in front of him.

"Hello, how do I get to the morgue?"

The man asked, his voice a little hoarse.

Manager Huang now felt a little relieved.

Finally there is a normal person. It seems that not everyone comes here for the cafeteria.

He pointed to the corridor, and before he could answer, he saw the middle-aged man being quickly pulled away by people who had caught up from behind.

A word floated in the air.

"It's okay. They've already arrived. We just got off work and are still hungry. Let's eat something delicious first."

When Manager Huang heard this, his CPU was about to burn out.

When visiting the funeral home, shouldn't you first go to the morgue to deal with matters related to the deceased?

There was a blank look on his face and his mind was full of absurdity.

His strong curiosity drove him to follow and see what was going on.

……

At the rice noodle stall.

Su Chen turned on a high fire and placed five large bowls on the table. He blanched the noodles, seasoned them, added soup, and quickly served the food like an assembly line.

The queue of diners stretched from the stalls to the corridor and even turned a corner.

Manager Huang stared at the scene in amazement, and the CPU burned even more thoroughly.

He worked in the funeral home for ten years.

The original intention of setting up this canteen was to provide convenience for employees.

Later, the funeral home's business grew.

The bereaved families were busy all day and couldn't even have a hot meal. The museum decided to open the canteen to the public based on the principle of humanitarian care.

But even when the canteen business was the busiest, there had never been a situation like this one.

It's just magical.

The manager rubbed his temples, trying his best to understand but couldn't.

Based on the principle of joining if you can't beat them.

He decided to taste it himself, so he walked silently to the end of the line.

The people in front didn't notice Manager Huang's presence at all, and were only concerned with discussing this legendary bowl of rice noodles with their companions.

"I heard that this bowl of noodles is so delicious that it can make people forget their sorrows! I'm really looking forward to it." "That's right, my friend came here to eat it during the day and said it was the best noodles he had ever eaten in his life, no doubt about it!"

The manager was stunned and became even more curious.

After a batch of minced meat powder was ready, Su Chen did not stop and started the next batch.

The first few diners in line, each holding their own large bowls, turned around and went to the end of the line, eating while waiting in line for the next round.

Mainly things like wide noodles.

One bowl is not enough to fill you up, but if you buy two bowls you're afraid the food will become clumpy, so the best option is to just eat while waiting in line.

Manager Huang was confused again. What kind of strange behavior was this?
I couldn't help but turn around and kindly remind him.

"There are plenty of seats in the cafeteria. It's the same if you come back to buy more after you finish eating."

The diner held the noodles with an expression of 'you are so naive' on his face.

I came here specifically after having rice noodles at a relative's funeral during the day.

And he is not the only one like this.

He alone knows quite a few friends, not to mention those who recommend each other.

"Later? Wait until the next wave of people arrive. Who knows how long the queue will be?"

"Ah? Someone else is coming?"

Manager Huang thought that was all, but from the tone of the voice, it seemed that there seemed to be more customers wanting to eat minced meat noodles.

"Of course! Do you think this bowl of noodles is just a joke? If it doesn't taste good, I'll chop it up live."

The diner said, ignoring the manager.

He slurped up a mouthful of wide noodles and squinted his eyes with happiness.

Manager Huang: …

As for?
However, this minced meat powder does smell delicious.

Listening to the chewing sounds and smelling the food behind me, I suddenly felt hungry too.

Finally, it was his turn.

Chef Kong, who was free, was helping to serve condiments to the diners. He looked up and was stunned when he saw Manager Huang.

"Manager, why are you here in line too?"

"Well... there are a lot of customers today, let me check the quality of your food."

Manager Huang wiped his face and made up an excuse.

"Okay, since you don't like spicy food, I won't add chili oil."

Master Kong smiled but didn't point it out.

Manager Huang took the bowl and looked down.

The rice noodles in the bowl are as crystal clear as a jade belt, the soup is rich, and the meat sauce is piled up full, and the aroma is fragrant.

He couldn't help swallowing, picked up a handful of rice noodles with chopsticks, blew on it, and put it into his mouth.

For a moment, the manager was stunned.

It’s hard to imagine that this is an ordinary and homely rice noodle dish.

The wide noodles are smooth and chewy. I almost couldn’t suck them up with a “slurp”. The noodles also have the delicious taste of collagen.

The meat sauce is the soul of this bowl of rice noodles. The lean meat is firm and chewy, while the fatty part melts in the mouth, releasing a rich aroma of fat, but it does not feel greasy at all.

With one bite, the flavors come layer upon layer, so rich that it will make you drop your jaw, and the aftertaste is quite lingering!
Originally, I just hired a temporary worker to make up the numbers, but who knew that he would actually become a great god.

This level is really too outrageous.

Manager Huang finished the bowl in no time and licked his lips with satisfaction.

There was only one thought in my mind: Su Chen must be kept!
Of course, he doesn't want to turn the funeral home into a popular internet spot or something with unique features. After all, funeral homes still have to focus on their main business.

I just want to satisfy my appetite and add a little happiness to my boring work.

However, this is not something he can decide.

I'm afraid the boss will have to come and negotiate in person, and the salary must be much higher than that of ordinary employees.

Thinking of this, Manager Huang silently took out his mobile phone and edited a message.

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(End of this chapter)