Getting stronger starts with owning the system

I saw that after the inn was swayed familiarly, one end of the transmission machinery unit appeared in the lobby near the backyard curtain, one end was beside the kitchen stove, and the other end obliquely pointed to the second floor, connecting the private room and the guest room in a spiral shape. Ascend to prevent the food and drink on the shoe from spilling.

"Hey, isn't this a small toy made up by the Mohist's organist?" Mu Cangxun was very knowledgeable, and immediately saw the usefulness of the mechanical group.

Li Weirou was also very curious about something new that appeared at the inn, but she had to copy Yunfan's speech during the meeting just now, so she couldn't separate herself.

"With the back-end food, you don't need to run around. Just pick up the dishes and plates transferred by the track here. It just solves the problem of insufficient manpower at the inn." Yun Fan stretched out and yawned and walked into the corridor. , Disappeared in the corner of the corridor on the second floor.

"Good night everyone," he said in a lazy and sloppy tone.

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Crackling!

Yun Fan ignited a string of firecrackers in the open space outside the inn.

And he was surrounded by crowds of people, all of them were diners whose stomachs were caught by this delicious dish after trying Zhendian Egg Fried Rice.

Among these diners are nearby neighborhoods, small town tea shops, tailor shops, and ticket shop guys. They look forward to day and night, and look forward to it. They finally waited for the news of the inn’s opening and immediately put down their work. , To relieve the worries.

Among them were the representatives sent by the guardian Anhu. Because the autumn flood season was approaching and guard affairs were extremely busy, they could not be there in person.

Yun Fan shouted, "Qingyuan Inn reopens, please come from the guest officer!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a raging crowd, pushing forward and then crowding into the inn.

"Line up, don't squeeze! Come one by one! It's all worth it!" There was a surge of people, and Yun Fan held the pillar to avoid being washed away, feeling the enthusiasm of the customers and calling everyone to obey the order.

Li Weirou handed out wooden plaques at the door. Each wooden plaque had a number written on it. The one with the smallest number was given priority.

This is naturally Yun Fan's idea, which is very effective when there are too many customers, and can make the inn run in an orderly manner.

The wall to the right of the inn was originally full of dishes, with all kinds of fancy egg fried rice written on it. After the meeting last night, there was only one dish left-the town shop Qingyuan egg fried rice, priced at 160 Eighteen texts per plate.

There is no meat, no vegetable leaves, no lotus root slices, no kimchi, or even soup. It is the simplest, most common and unreal egg fried rice.

Spoon a large altar of sesame oil on the street corner for fifty cents, and stir-fry the eggs that cost less than five cents with rice grains until golden. When it is steaming, add some chives and green beans, put them on a plate, and put them on a plate. On the strip, delivered to the guest’s desktop.

This Qingyuan Egg Fried Rice is not ordinary. The selling price looks like a fool at first glance, but it can't stop it. It is popular because there are so many customers that they line up outside the inn.

This simple laneway seems to have not been so lively for a long time.

At the end of the morning, Mr. Li Weirou, the accountant of the inn, calculated a calculation, and a total of seven pieces of eight hundred wen were credited, and the cost price was less than two hundred wen.

"Afan, the business is so good, won't you continue to open this afternoon?"

Generally speaking, noon is the peak time for dining, but Yun Fan closed the inn at this time, sitting on the counter leisurely counting the silver, and posted a notice telling the customers that the inn would only be when the moon rises at night. The door will open again, and there will be another blockbuster mystery dish that will be sold in a limited auction, starting at 198 texts, so stay tuned!

"This is called the brand's temper and temperament. Since they have decided to go the boutique route, they should have these distinctive arrogant ones. Anyway, Qingyuan Egg Fried Rice is only available in this family, and they have no choice."

Unexpectedly, because the unique delicacy of Qingyuan Egg Fried Rice is very different from the unique operating method of the inn, within three days of reopening, there was soon a high degree of discussion among the people.

In fact, the heat of the inn should have risen as early as a week ago, but it happened that Yang Shuxue smashed the shop and was forced to close the business, which temporarily eased the heat.

Naturally, every day of the tasks such as Ding, Yun Fan never missed one time, but the rewards were three consecutive lottery draws, all of which were of no use to him.

Get respectively:

Two copies of "Little Sister's Favorite Candied Haws" were given to Li Weirou.

"The exquisite horse grass that is difficult to resist no matter how cold a horse is" lost the stable and gained a lot of favorability from the red horse. Every time he saw the shopkeeper enter the backyard, the horse began to jump like estrus.

Hot white air was sprayed from his nostrils.

Primitive and restless.

This made Yun Fan seriously doubt whether the basket of horse grass was not serious.

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Inside the teahouse.

"Eh eh eh, have you heard that Young Master Yin has heard that the Qingyuan Inn in the poor alley, which is going to be closed frequently, has been brought back to life again, relying on a plate of egg fried rice selling 168 words to patronize They all lined up outside the store. I wondered if this is fried rice with golden pearls and eggs. It is so expensive and I am a little curious. Should we try it at night?"

"Is this an inn or a restaurant? And isn't it just a fried rice with broken eggs? How good can it be? As for the people in the queue, they are stubborn and foolish. You will spend so much money to try a dish of egg fried rice unless your brain is pumped."

In the downtown.

"Brother Yin, take you to a good place in the evening. The egg fried rice there is really the best thing I have ever eaten in my life. When I chew the golden rice and eggs, I seem to be back three years ago, in the apricot tree The next time I saw Fang'er, it was a pity that she finally married the fat man who opened the silk shop, alas!"

"From Qingyuan Inn? Haha, that's not how delicious egg-fried rice is, but you just happen to be in spring again. I don't believe that eating a broken dish can still feel a lot of emotion in life? When I'm a fool, I don't want to go, pure Wasting my time."

In front of the pier.

"Oh, the egg fried rice at Qingyuan Inn is so expensive. One plate will cost me several days' wages."

"But the thief's damn energetic! After eating, I have great strength to carry the goods!"

"Don't say it, don't say it, when you talk about the inn’s egg fried rice, I'm drooling again, and the shop opened for less than two hours in the morning, closed in the afternoon, and opened again in the evening. The style of behavior is different. It really is an inn that can fry this kind of world-class egg fried rice!"

I don't know what happened today. No matter where he went, Yin Qingxuan, the young leader of the river gang, could hear people discussing how delicious the egg fried rice at Qingyuan Inn was and how it was delicious.

He couldn't help but muttered, "Is a plate of fried rice with broken eggs really so delicious?"

As a gluttonous glutton, he always only eats Jinxiulou's meals, but after spending half a month in Sangcheng and returning to Yongan Town, he found that something went wrong in Jiafu. When the door was closed, he couldn't find a place to vent when he was greedy, and he couldn't help but feel a little about to move.