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Chapter 18 Boss, Are You Still Short of Pets?(1/2)

In front of the stall.

Xiao Doudou, wearing long trousers, long sleeves, thin silk and jade feet, and flat shoes, and an umbrella, looked at her figure lying on the lounge chair with a black hat on her face in disbelief.

Because she missed the delicious food, she couldn't sleep well and ate well these two days, and she woke up from hunger early in the morning today.

I originally planned to eat something casually, but I still came to Yuehu Bridge without giving up. Before I knew it, I even walked to the stall.

I don’t have much hope in my heart, after all, I didn’t sell gold roasted cold noodles two days ago.

Xingzhou also said before that I won’t sell it anymore.

But now, Xingzhou really appeared in front of him.

Are you dreaming...

Xiao Doudou breathed rapidly, took a deep breath of milk tea in her hand, and whispered, "Boss?"

Xingzhou paused, took off his hat and looked at Xiao Doudou, then put on the hat, got up and left the lounge chair, and said, "One person, buy it now and eat it now."

Xiao Doudou nodded "Yeah" and paid the bills in a flash.

While living a life is waiting for the year, a steaming hot golden cold noodles are freshly baked.

Xiao Doudou suddenly wanted to cry.

Too difficult.

It's really hard to eat delicious food.

Fortunately, hard work pays off and your luck is very good.

After taking the golden roasted cold noodles, Xiao Doudou quickly put a piece into her mouth, looking extremely satisfied, and even moans and sighs of satisfaction came out.

It's so delicious, life suddenly became perfect at this moment.

The fragrance drifts away.

A urban manager came smelling the fragrance, looked up and down, and said, "You are the boss who sells gold-baked cold noodles that Lao Li said."

Xingzhou nodded slightly.

Urban Management: "I know the rules, I'll give me a copy. Lao Li and those who said it so well, I have to try it."

After a moment.

The urban management felt the impact of food and looked dazed.

I originally thought it was Lao Li and others who were exaggerating, but I didn’t expect it to be exaggerated at all. It was really a delicious food on earth.

It's so amazing that it can make the grilled cold noodles so delicious.

However, why is the only young man who can make golden cold noodles?

He also looked at the process just now, and it was not difficult.

But others can't do it anyway.

In the past two days, many people are looking for golden grilled cold noodles, which makes many snack stalls notice business opportunities and start researching and making them.

Finally it was done.

The appearance is golden yellow, and for those who have never eaten the golden grilled cold noodles, the inside is OK and delicious.

But it's different for those who have eaten the golden grilled cold noodles.

This urban manager has also eaten pirated gold-grilled cold noodles, but has never eaten real gold-grilled cold noodles.

Now I know how big the gap is.

It's a completely different world.

But he was puzzled.

Why can’t others do it? The process is obviously the same.

Is the difference between materials?

But no matter whether it is dough water or baked cold noodles, it seems to be no difference.

The urban management cannot figure it out, but it does not prevent him from notifying his colleagues.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, come on, the golden grilled cold noodles are sold again."

"If you don't lie to you, what are you doing?"

"I didn't spread rumors."

"You just say whether you come or not, whether you love or not, don't blame me for not calling you."

"It's delicious, so delicious, countless times better than those pirated ones."

"There are not many people yet. Come and sell them quickly and try them. I guarantee you won't regret it."

“…”

Urban management is very excited.

Xiao Doudou sips in small bites, eating the small amount of golden grilled cold noodles little by little. Every bite was reluctant to leave and struggled and hesitated.

His eyes looked at Xingzhou from time to time, and his expression was about to speak but stopped.

The morning breeze blows, and the moisture and coolness brought by the make people feel extremely comfortable and refreshing.

The staff of the program team who had left before returned to the stall again and said unexpectedly: "Hey, it smells so good."

"Boss, it seems that you don't sell much here."

Xingzhou made golden grilled cold noodles casually and said, "Only sell grilled cold noodles, ten servings per hour, one serving of one hundred, buy now and eat now."

ha?

The staff were stunned.

What is this rule? Is it so willful?

It smells so fragrant, and seeing that the two people next to me are very fragrant, I really want to buy one to try it.

The staff member said: "Then, I'll buy one for the program shooting. We agreed with the aunt yesterday."

It's true.

Use snacks sold at stalls to make clues.

However, there were originally many snacks to choose from, but now I can only buy golden roasted cold noodles.

In fact, it’s okay to buy it at other stalls. Anyway, snacks are just a clue to make a good look.

Since we have agreed, there is no problem.

Xingzhou prepared the golden baked cold noodles on his hand, then put them on the lid of the lunch box and handed them over.

The staff paid the bill and said, "I don't have to eat it now. I have to take this over for the guests to eat."

Xingzhou said lightly: "Yes."

The staff breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the fragrance floating out of the lunch box in their hands, and quickly left.

The program has started recording, and there are still some snacks to buy, so you have to hurry up.

After the staff left.

Several urban management and traffic police also came.

I have sold three points, and I can sell seven more portions in the next hour.

“Meow…”

"Squeak squeak..."

All right.

Sell ​​six copies.

Leave one for the three little ones and the white cat to eat.

Gold roasted cold noodles have the effect of maintaining health. I think it should be fine if the white cat and three teenage mice eat it.

"Give me one."

"Give me one too."

"Boss, come one."

“…”

"You should be careful, you must eat slowly, otherwise you won't be able to eat today after you finish eating."

The first urban management officer who ate it was whispering and reminded him.

After a moment.

Six pieces sold out.

Another urban management and traffic police just arrived but didn't buy it.
To be continued...
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