"Hey, are you Second Senior Brother from the foodie group?”
"You know me?"
"Of course, it's Junior Brother Sha in my foodie group. The three of us, the foodie group, have all posted photos in the group.”
"Ha, that's true. You're a little fatter in person than in the photo. I'll definitely have to try the food recommended by Boss Monkey.”
"This bro beside you looks familiar.”
"I'm also in the foodie group. My nickname is 'King Level Foodie' and I've also sent photos.”
"F * ck, could it be that there are only a few of us?……All of them?"
The world was simply too small.
At around six o'clock, a few men standing at the entrance of the noodle shop chatted with each other. In the end, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry when they realized that they were all members of the Shancheng foodie group.
"Brother, what is your nickname?”One of them looked at the foodie standing at the side and asked curiously.
"Ahem, what are you talking about? I don't understand.”That person pretended not to understand.
"Eh, I seem to remember you. Let me think.”
Second Brother fell into deep thought. After a while, he trembled and pointed at that person in disbelief. He blurted out,"
"F * ck, aren't you the guy who broadcasted the three-speed electric fan? Didn't you say that you didn't believe that vermicelli could taste good?”
"D * mn, you're the three-speed electric fan of a live broadcast? F * ck, I was just saying it yesterday. So many people have recommended and liked it. They're still waiting for you to stream.”
“……”
The brother who was broadcasting the three-speed electric fan wanted to be quiet now.
The so-called disaster came from the mouth. In his opinion, it was probably his current situation.
"Who knows if those people in the group are lying to me against their conscience, so I definitely have to try it myself.”
"Come on, you dare to say but dare not do it. I respect you as a man. If you have the guts, don't go against your conscience and comment later.”
"I can have this. Teacher Monkey has so many people recommending it. If the taste is bad, I can even livestream it.”A person followed suit.
……
6:15 AM!
"Hiss."
The bud was so stimulated that it could not help but inhale.
Very quickly.
The six people who had been waiting at the entrance of the noodle shop slammed the table in unison and shouted at the working girl,
"Little sister, give me another bowl."
In the next second, the atmosphere froze.
Five of them turned their heads to look at the three-speed electric fan and smiled maliciously.
Brother Electric Fan's expression stiffened. He knew that he would not be able to escape this calamity.
After thinking of a way to resolve this awkwardness, Brother Fan gritted his teeth and said fiercely,
"I'll do a live broadcast then. Just wait for me to post a video in the group in two days.”
"Wait and see." The five gluttons smiled and nodded.
Gou Hao carried six bowls of rice noodles that had been prepared long ago and walked in front of the six people. He smiled and said,
" The six of you, come on your first day."
Alright, this was nonsense. It had just opened yesterday. Could it be that it could still be here for a few months?
He had heard the contents of the discussion between the six people and knew that these six people were all foodies in the foodie group. Therefore, if he needed to pull some connections and promote Gou Hao, he would be able to put down his face.
As the saying went, one should not hit a smiling person. If they gave them a little bit of sweetness, it would definitely be easy to find them to promote.
"I'll give you a 50% discount on the vermicelli you eat today. Remember to help promote the restaurant.”
Gou Hao wouldn't continue to offer it for free. Half the price was just right. He wouldn't lose anything and could still earn a little.
"Sure, no problem."
"Little brother, are you the chef of the noodle shop?”
"It should be. Mr. Monkey said that he was his childhood friend. He looks quite similar to the photo.”
"Amazing, you opened your own shop at such a young age. Since the boss and chef had already said so and even gave us a discount so politely, there was naturally no problem with promoting it.”
The foodies were very polite. They picked up their phones and started posting on their WeChat Moments.
……
At 9:37 in the morning, Liu Tao arrived at the noodle shop.
As soon as he arrived, Liu Tao felt much more energetic.
Compared to yesterday's awkward opening of three hours without a single customer, more than 200 bowls had been sold this morning. Many people liked to sleep in, so the real business should be between noon and 6:30 in the afternoon.
He wasn't confident that he could sell 2000 bowls, but he felt that 1500 bowls shouldn't be a problem.
If he could sell 1500 bowls today, he would probably be able to sell 2000 bowls tomorrow or at most the day after tomorrow.
After that, he could wait and count the money. In another month, he could even plan to open a branch.
Thinking of this, Liu Tao felt a little smug.
She was able to take out the 800,000 yuan to open a vermicelli shop. She had made an unusually big decision. She had even completely cut off contact with her family. If her business could not prosper, she did not know what to do next.
Very good. At least for now, the business of the vermicelli shop had started perfectly.
Just as the business of Three Bowls Doesn't Want to Go's noodle shop was booming and Liu Tao, the rich woman, was eyeing money, a group of uninvited guests walked over from outside the noodle shop.
"Brother Yong, let's go to this shop."
It was simply a narrow road for enemies. Brother Daqing walked in front of a young man in his early 20s with a smile on his face. He pointed at the Three Bowls Don't Want to Walk Noodle Shop in an extremely flattering tone and said,
"This shop looks pretty well decorated. Brother Yong, Brother Moutai has instructed me to let you know that the underworld is not unreasonable.”
"For example, the matter of collecting protection fees was both consensual.”
"We'll take the money from this shop and protect the safety of this shop.”
"Of course, their attitude must be bad. Otherwise, these ordinary people will definitely not buy it. Speaking of which, it's similar to being a security guard. It's those commoners who think we're too fierce.”
Daqing cleverly changed the concept.
"Of course, Brother Yong, you don't have to do anything. You just have to watch. We'll settle these small matters.”
"Yes." The young man, Brother Yong, nodded slightly.
Brother Yong wasn't tall, only less than 170 cm, which was far less than Brother Daqing's 188 cm.
However, he was like a mountain in front of Daqing. It could be seen from the attitude of the two people in their conversation that Brother Yong was obviously more awesome.
Brother Yong was a martial artist and had received the favor of Brother Moutai, the boss of Brother Daqing. Therefore, in order to repay Brother Moutai, he chose to work for Brother Moutai for two years.
Perhaps he thought that Brother Yong was one of those martial artists from a prestigious family.
Brother Moutai specifically asked Brother Daqing to bring Brother Yong around to let Brother Yong know that they were a group of well-educated triads and would never easily fight with ordinary people.
Even the protection fee only looked fierce.
In fact, there was no need for this. People who learned martial arts more or less had some hostility, not to mention Brother Yong, who was a young man in his early 20s.
But since it was nothing, Brother Yong did not mind following Brother Daqing around. He also wanted to see how the underground forces bullied the people.
He had an unfathomable look on his face.
Brother Yong was led by Brother Daqing and five or six hoodlums into Three Bowls Don't Want to Walk Noodle Shop.
As soon as he entered the shop, Daqing's big and round arm smashed the automatic glass of the noodle shop with a baseball bat. Then, he shouted fiercely,
"Where's the boss? Call your boss out?"
In the kitchen.
Gou Hao, who was cooking vermicelli, was shaken by the shattering of the glass. When he heard the rough and fierce shout, Gou Hao's expression turned cold.
"The troublemakers are here?" He turned off the gas in the kitchen and walked out with a sneer.
To be honest, it was unlikely that such a thing would happen in daily life, but it was not absolutely impossible. At the very least, the golden body had seen it once. Just treat it as if the parallel world was different from Earth.
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