Rebirth Craftsman

The hot business of the preserved egg breakfast shop continues, but as Liu Xing said, there is a limit to everything. Many villagers in line can't wait, so they all left to do other things.

After all, rice noodles are not their only.

In this way, it also brought business to other breakfast shops.

For example, Mr. Xue’s rice noodle shop, although the rice noodles he makes are not authentic or delicious, the business is also very hot.

Of course, there are also diners who scold Boss Xue for selling dog meat.

These diners are all people who have eaten rice noodles at the preserved egg breakfast shop. Because they don’t want to line up, they came to Boss Xue’s breakfast shop. After tasting the taste, it was difficult to choke and slapped the table and scolded them, saying something to ask for money. The ugly face.

Boss Xue knows the inside story. He has no choice but to bite the bullet and scold him without saying a word. After all, his rice noodle is a copycat version, which can't stand scrutiny or toss.

What he means now, as long as he can make money, as for other things, he is not afraid!

Someday I learned how Liu Xing’s rice noodles were, that’s the day when he straightened his back to curse.

But this day I am afraid it will not come, because it is not only Boss Xue who wants to spy on the secret recipe of the rice soup base of the preserved egg breakfast shop, but also Li Dawei!

Although he was grateful to Liu Xing for taking him in and saving his old lady, as a cook, if he couldn't penetrate the soup base, he would be a cook.

Li Dawei is an occupational disease, nothing more than betrayal of Liu Xing or something. If he sees it through, he will never go down and leave because he has his own ethics and his own bottom line.

But even so, he had been studying the big wooden barrel of soup for a long time, but he didn't find one because he couldn't figure out where the smell of the big wooden barrel came from.

Liu Xing threw the condiments in the big wooden barrel. He knew everything. Liu Xing didn't secretly put any condiments behind his back. It was not that he didn't find it, but that there was no such time.

time……

It was a little over noon in a flash.

The business of the preserved egg breakfast shop does not have the imagination to decline, and there is still an endless stream of people lining up to eat rice noodles.

Li Dawei’s tired hands were sore. He saw Liu Xing sitting aside and sorting out the banknotes. He complained at the moment: "I said Xiao Liu, it's all noon. If you want to abuse us who do things, don't be like this! ~ No rest. Eat, I’m afraid I won’t be able to do anything tomorrow."

"I thought you weren't hungry!" Liu Xing laughed: "Since you know you are hungry, don't go to the kitchen to cook. You can do business anytime, so I won't buy rice noodles for now!"

"That's okay!" Li Dawei glared at Liu Xing: "You don't know how hard it is to make money in this world. When tomorrow is not the day to go to the market, it will be impossible for business to be so good."

"Then you don't have lunch?" Liu Xing didn't understand Li Dawei's mind.

"Eat, of course, but not to eat, I want to eat rice noodles!" Li Dawei carried a bowl of good rice noodles, after adding a few chunks of beef and side dishes, he turned and walked towards the hall.

Liu Xing looked at it with a faint smile and shook his head. After instructing Aunt Hua to pay attention, he started to take down the rice noodles again.

In fact, Liu Xing knows that even on this day of the market, no matter how good the business is, no matter how high the flow of people is, it will not exceed two noon.

After this time, many of the villagers who went to the market went back to eat. In other words, after two o'clock, it was time for them to rest and eat.

But now Li Dawei is tired, hungry, and can't stand it anymore. He has nothing to do. After all, people's hearts are grown in flesh, and it is impossible for everything to be what he wants.

The helping Zhu Xiuqing, Zhu Xiaoxiao, Gao Dazhuang and others saw that the number of people queuing to eat rice noodles was gradually decreasing, and now they took the time to eat rice noodles to fill their stomachs.

For them, the rice noodles are delicious, but they are not hungry.

Especially Niu Gaomada is tall and strong, and it took five bowls to stop.

Zhu Xiaoxiao on the side can’t help it: “Brother Big! Can you eat less? This big bowl of rice noodles is a dollar! You ate two bowls this morning and five bowls at noon. Seven yuan, do you know how much money you can make in a day? Brother Liu Xing will lose money then!"

"I...I!" Gao Dazhuang blushed and couldn't speak.

To be honest, he can't be blamed for this, but the rice noodles are so delicious. If you don't eat enough, you can't blame yourself.

Busy Liu Xing heard these words, and immediately said: "Da Zhuang, don't mind if you laugh. If you don't even have enough food to help me here, what will you do? Just eat, the more I eat. The happier!"

"Really?" Gao Dazhuang happily touched his stomach: "Then give me two bowls of rice noodles now."

Liu Xing: "..."

Puff~~!

Zhu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh.

This tall and strong man really didn't regard himself as an outsider.

Don’t you know that what Liu Xing said was all kind?

...

At four o'clock in the afternoon.

The preserved egg breakfast shop finally ushered in the rest time.

In order to reward everyone, Liu Xing specially took one hundred yuan to buy food for Li Dawei, and waited until the evening everyone had a good meal.

But he couldn't rest now, because the cardboard boxes beside him were full of three boxes of money.

If you don’t sort it out and deposit it in the bank, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep at night.

Zhu Xiaoxiao has a delicate mind, knows Liu Xing's thoughts, and brings Xiao Peanut to help.

Liu Dagen and Zhu Meiling were curious about how much money they made today, so they got together.

The tall and strong didn't think so much. He just snorted while lying on the chair. Obviously it was tired.

It doesn't take much time to sort out the banknotes in the cardboard box due to the large number of people and power.

But the result was that everyone was shocked and speechless.

As a result of today’s busy schedule, a whole six thousand one hundred and fifty-two bowls of rice noodles were sold, which is more than six thousand yuan. This does not include the fake money received, and 100 yuan for those who bought vegetables. money.

"Son, we really made a fortune this time!" Zhu Meiling looked at the neat stacks of bills on the dining table, feeling that what she saw with her eyes was not true.

"Not necessarily. The boom in business today is just a good start. There are also many hidden dangers exposed, such as the fake money of more than 40 yuan!" Liu Xing got up and looked at everyone: "I am not right. Anyone just wants to say that getting rich is not that easy, because crises and opportunities coexist, and if you are not careful, you will be defeated!"

Aunt Hua blushed when she heard this: "Nephew, if I don’t collect the money tomorrow, you should leave it to someone else to do this work! I really can’t do it. I got cramps!"

"Hahaha..." Everyone in the hall couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Counting money and getting cramps, I'm afraid that only Liu Xing's preserved egg breakfast can do it.