Ghost Emperor Domineering Pet: Meng Fei, too black belly

Chapter 272 Want to order, go to queue

In order to pursue beauty and comfort in this Qianmo restaurant, there are not many tables and chairs inside.

Five or 60 people go in at a time, which is already reluctant.

Hmph, no matter how delicious their food is, so what if they have a big appetite?
In the past, there were at least a hundred diners who came to eat near this street. These people couldn't enter Qianmo Restaurant to order, so they would choose Zuixianlou.

But soon, reality slapped Shopkeeper Qi in the face again.

Because the first wave of people who went in ordered and ate delicious food.

Instead of being disappointed and resentful, the people who waited outside were even more salivating.

I can't wait for the people inside to finish eating immediately, so that it's my turn to go in.

As a result, these diners who are served like the uncle in the Drunken Immortal Tower on weekdays, but still have to pick and choose.

Outside the Qianmo Restaurant, there was a long queue obediently.

This is the power of food!

Even if shopkeeper Qi vomited blood angrily, there was nothing he could do!
Luo Wenchong smiled and gave everyone a number plate, and asked people to move out a lot of small benches that had been prepared for the guests to wait for a rest.

At the same time, he also thoughtfully prepared a small plate of snacks for every waiting diner.

Spicy Peanuts.

There were occasional diners who were about to give up because of the long queue, but after seeing the spicy peanuts, they resolutely never left again.

Ever since, the fragrance in the Qianmo restaurant was overflowing, and people's heads rushed; outside the Qianmo restaurant, there were rows of seats, and the people sitting on the seats were chewing peanuts, very happy.

But in the Zuixian building opposite, there were only a few people left in the deserted.

Even some people who don't know the situation may not believe it at all, this cold restaurant is the most expensive and most prosperous Zuixianlou in Yong'an City.

Chu Yao came back from class in Qianzhuyuan, and was very satisfied to see people coming and going in Qianmo restaurant, and they looked tight and orderly.

He showed a satisfied smile to Luo Wenchong, "You did a good job!"

Hearing Chu Yao's praise, Luo Wenchong finally showed a hint of pride and joy on that formulaic face that always smiled.

Chu Yao patted him on the shoulder, and was going to the kitchen to see Ling Zihan who had been busy for two days.

They saw Murong Jue and Ninth Prince hurried in from the door.

"Qianmo, today I want to eat mapo tofu, but when I wanted to order it yesterday, someone ordered it all. Today I must eat enough!"

"I still want to eat spicy chicken, that spicy...yes, spicy, it's so refreshing and exciting! After I ate it, I came home yesterday and felt that the dishes made by the cook at home were bland and tasteless. Restaurant dishes are on par!"

When the few people saw Chu Yao, they didn't mean to look outside at all.

One or two hooked their shoulders and shouted enthusiastically.

When Murong Jue saw Qin Jianyao's big hands resting on Chu Yao's shoulders, and Gu Ruobai touching Chu Yao's back, he looked like he was a good brother, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

He pushed the two of them away, grabbed Chu Yao in front of him, and said with a stern face: "Speak as you speak, what are you doing with your hands and feet?"

Both Qin Jianyao and Gu Ruobai were a little puzzled.

On the contrary, the Ninth Prince was thoughtful, looking at Chu Yao with deeper eyes.

Chu Yao smiled slightly, ignored them at all, and said to herself: "If you want to order, just go outside and line up obediently. Wen Chong, give each of them a number plate!"

"Isn't it? We also have to queue up to order?"

"That's right! Qianmo, aren't we friends? Is there anyone who treats friends like you? You don't even give them any privileges."

(End of this chapter)