The strongest two-dimensional store owner

Chapter 301
Although Ning Hai acted exaggeratedly, the taste of enjoyment was definitely real. Seeing this, Cheng Futi no longer hesitated, and he didn't have so much time to spend here, just He took out 50 from the bag and said, "Boss, give me a try."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Su Luo took the money with a smile and said.

After paying the money, sitting down, and looking at a small steamed bun in front of him, Cheng Futi still regretted it a little. No matter how beautiful the steamed buns are, they are not just steamed buns. 50 a piece is really a bit of a trap.

But seeing Ning Hai eating the steamed buns with relish and a happy face, he said he couldn't understand, could it really be so delicious?Maybe that's why it's so expensive?
As soon as this idea came out, Cheng Futi felt a little unbelievable, but food is food after all, no matter if you are sea cucumber abalone or tofu with chopped green onion, it is impossible to eat so exaggeratedly, otherwise it is still food?
However, Cheng Futi didn't think too much about these, as long as he had eaten it, he would know.

Thinking of this, Cheng Futi picked up the jade-like steamed bun and bit it down. It was soft but not hard to bite. Before he could stir it, there was a scent of wild wheat, which filled his mouth and stirred it. The time is not as dry as imagined, but very lubricated, with a trace of natural sweetness in it, like nectar from the sky, the more it is stirred, the more it tastes.

"Gone···"

Soon, Cheng Futi was intoxicated by this wonderful taste. When he wanted to take another bite, he realized that his hand was empty. This really shocked him, even felt incredible. He had never I found out that there are still such delicious steamed buns in this world, and they are really intoxicating, like taking drugs.

Looking at the empty palms, Cheng Futi was obviously stunned for a moment, and then quickly reflected, raised his hands, and almost subconsciously shouted: "Boss, give me another one."

"I'm sorry, this restaurant only serves one dish per person per meal." Looking at Cheng Futi's appearance, Su Luo knew in her heart that one of them was conquered by his delicacies.

"Boss, why don't you do business if you have any business?" Hearing this, Cheng Futi was obviously a little stunned. If it was another store, I'm afraid I wish more people would buy more. The guests pushed out.

"The rules of this shop are like this." Su Luo's face did not change at all, and her tone was still very calm.

"Boss, if you do this, you will lose me as a customer." Cheng Fu was born as a businessman, so when negotiating, he naturally had to pay attention to various means.

Obviously, this kind of threat has no effect on Su Luo: "It's okay, love will come or not."

"Hey, let me tell you, boss, why don't you follow the normal routine." Seeing Su's unresponsive appearance, Cheng Futi really had nothing to do, and was a little depressed for a while.

"Hahaha, little brother, I think you should forget it. This boss is like this. No one can change the things stipulated. It is said that he even has to pay for his own meals." Looking at Cheng Futi's deflated look, he stood aside Ning Hai couldn't help laughing. It's not like he hasn't done this kind of thing before, but it's completely useless.

"I even need money for my own food... Do you want to be so cruel..." After hearing this, the corners of Cheng Futi's eyes twitched, and he really had nothing to say. In other words, they are all human , Maybe all capable people are weirdos.

"Hahaha, although the boss is a little rigid, but the boss's craftsmanship is really good. It's not as delicious as making steamed buns. I'm really looking forward to the next dish." Regarding Su Luodao's craftsmanship, Ning Hai is definitely right now. There is nothing to doubt, it is indeed first-class, but the amount of dishes is a little less, so he said to Su Luo: "Boss, to be honest, I really can't get enough for just one steamed bun. I think you, boss It is necessary to think about it and increase the quantity, as for the price, it is not a problem."

"No." Su Luo replied directly without even looking at Ning Hai.

"Okay, Boss, you are really amazing." Seeing this situation, he was very helpless as to what Ning Hai could do. He wanted to say more, but when he thought about Su Luo's character, uh, forget it. Bar.

At the same time, Ning Hai sighed again: "Hey, although I still feel very hungry, after eating this steamed bun, I feel that I can't eat anything else. If I lose weight from hunger, it's all your fault, boss. Sometimes I wonder, boss, did you do it on purpose, the amount of each dish can only fill your stomach."

"No, the amount of dishes is always the same." Su Luo didn't think much of it, it was all arranged by the system anyway, besides, it was for diners and not him, so it was none of his business.

"Hey, forget it, I'll leave first, and stay here again. Smelling this smell is simply a pain." Smelling the aroma from the tip of his nose, Ning Hai felt the urging of his mouth and stomach. It's too uncomfortable, especially, I can only watch but can't eat, this uncomfortable... can only be out of sight and out of mind.

Looking at Su Luo's unchanging character, well-behaved, he really wanted to punch him in the face, but Ning Hai knew that Su Luo's force value was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, and his few ounces of flesh were really amazing. Not enough for others to shoot.

Thinking of this, Ning Hai had no choice but to retreat.

After watching the conversation between Ning Hai and Su Luo, Cheng Fu raised his eyebrows. He originally planned to communicate again, but after seeing this situation, he thought it was better to forget it.

Today, because it is a trial production, the number of kung fu steamed buns is not very large, but it is not easy to sell them. However, after these few days of hard work, there are quite a lot of repeat customers. Driven by it, the business is getting better and better, and it has continued to grow from the initial dozens of dollars.

This morning, I could probably make a hundred or so steamed buns at most, 50 yuan each, divided into 20%, and I could earn about a thousand yuan, which was several times the difference from the first day’s income of dozens of yuan. Well, Su Luo can still afford to eat the dishes she made herself, and she can eat all she wants, and this is just her morning income.

Although Kungfu steamed buns are just steamed buns, as long as they have a good reputation and many people, people will come to buy them, and at the price of 50 yuan, many people will come to try them. Once you try them, you can hardly escape them. The steamed buns are delicious, so if you come and go again and again, the source of customers will increase.

(End of this chapter)