At noon alone, there were hundreds of people queuing in front of the store.

That is to say, Uncle Niu happened to be passing by. When he saw the chaos here, he shouted loudly and stopped these people from lining up.

This relieved some pressure.

But Chen Nian only prepared ingredients for about 60 people in total. When the ingredients were almost used up, Chen Nian had to walk out of the kitchen.

When I came outside the store, I looked at the people lining up outside.

"I'm sorry everyone, because our store is a small business, the business has been very average before. I didn't expect so many people to come suddenly today. The next ingredients can probably be enough for about ten people, so friends behind you don't have to queue up.

, I’m sorry everyone!”

After Chen Nian finished speaking, some people's expressions changed on the spot.

“We’ve been waiting in line for so long, and now we’re told there’s no more?”

"Does it have to be for ten people? Can the eleventh one work?"

I don't even bother to pay attention to those who lose their temper.

But Chen Nian quickly answered a few of their questions.

"No, just ten. I included everything I wanted to eat for lunch. Now I can only order takeout."

Chen Nian's straightforward answer made everyone laugh.

"Boss, are you still available this afternoon?"

"There's more in the afternoon! I'll buy it in the afternoon!" Chen Nian said loudly, and then returned to the kitchen and started cooking.

While he was busy working, Chen Nian was also thinking about who leaked the news?

Sixty-one portions of Mapo Tofu were sold at noon alone. Those who ate it wanted to lick their plates clean, and those who didn't eat it wanted to go in and snatch those people out and replace them with themselves.

"The mapo tofu costs only one yuan, and it's so delicious. The boss is really doing charity!"

Xiao Jing planned to come here again for a meal of Mapo Tofu at noon today, but as soon as he arrived, he found that there was already a long queue here!

Being smart, he dashed over on the spot.

Ranked 59th, just one point behind the brother at 62nd.

Feng Honghong, who came over to clear away the dishes, heard this and sighed: "Oh, the store is almost losing money. We are losing money every day. If this continues, I really don't know what to do."

As a result, Xiao Jing immediately caught the key point after hearing this sentence, and asked tentatively: "Auntie, your house...doesn't it have more than a dozen houses?"

Honghong looked at Xiao Jing in confusion: "Where did the house come from? We live in a building nearby, and the rest is just the facade."

"Then you still..."

"It's my son's decision. As a mother, I can't object to it. I can only lose money for a while until he finds out."

Honghong said rather helplessly.

Xiao Jing was left here thinking deeply.

In less than a minute, a girl tapped her on the shoulder: "Handsome, have you finished eating? Can you give up your seat when you're finished?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Xiao Jing quickly stood up and walked out.

After being busy all afternoon, Uncle Niu was also outside to maintain order.

After it was over, Chen Nian felt really sorry, so he took Uncle Niu, who wanted to go home no matter what, to a nearby noodle shop for a bowl of chicken noodles.

Then he sent Uncle Niu to the gate of the community with great gratitude, and then Chen Nian went back.

After resting until about three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Nian hurriedly rode the electric donkey to the vegetable market and bought a lot of ingredients.

With this attitude, there will probably be many people coming in the evening.

Sure enough, around six o'clock in the evening, a long queue began to form outside the store again.

Fortunately, Chen Nian was fully prepared and wrote a hundred small notes with serial numbers in advance and distributed them one by one.

Although there were many people who took the slips and went out shopping and never came back, in the end there was nothing to queue up for the meals of the dozen or so people.

Everyone puts it together on the table and puts it all down.

It's okay to be old, but it makes Feng Honghong very tired.

I have been busy from six o'clock in the afternoon to ten o'clock in the evening, calling out numbers, clearing the plates and tables, and busy serving food.

If I hadn't been doing diligent work in the hotel before, I'm afraid there would really be trouble today.

Fortunately, it was peaceful.

"Mom, you go back and rest first. I'll wait for a while. I don't know if the man will come today." Chen Nian asked his mother to go back first, but he planned to wait a little longer. Today, the man in a suit still came.

When he didn't come, Chen Nian specially left the last portion for him.

Honghong didn't shirk, and finally cleared the table, aged the freshly boiled water into a glass, put it in the kitchen, and then went back.

Chen Nian waited like this until half past ten, just when he thought that the man would not come, he picked up all the stools and put them on the table, preparing to go home to wash up and rest.

"Boss, are you closed today?"

Turning around, I saw the man standing at the door, his head poking in and asking.

Chen Nian saw the rare look of relief on the other person's face and couldn't help but smile: "There's one more, I'll keep it for you."

Then he took down four stools on a table.

"Still the same? Why didn't you bring a water bottle?"

"Yes, it's the same as before, another bottle... no, two bottles of Coke!"

Chen Nian couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Why are wages paid today?"

"No way, it's just that I recently took a job and made some extra money. Party A's money just arrived today, so I thought I'd come over and eat Mapo Tofu to reward myself."

Chen Nian smiled and went back to light the stove and heat the pot.

Boil water and blanch tofu.

Heat oil and add beef.

Add seasoning and tofu.

Thicken.

Finally, add a handful of Sichuan peppercorns and a handful of chopped green onions.

The red and green decorations are appropriate, and the numb and fragrant flavor hits your face. The tofu is soft and tender. When you pick up the plate and shake it slightly, the tofu inside will tremble like a jade rabbit. The outside is wrapped in the chili oil stir-fried on the bean paste, and under the light

Shining brightly.

"The rice is a little cold, I'll heat it up for you."

"No, it's fine if it's cold. I think it might taste better with cold rice and mapo tofu."

Chen Nian nodded: "Okay then."

"But boss, why do you make Mapo Tofu so delicious?"

Chen Nian thought for a while: "Maybe I do more?"

Chen Mingyu looked at Chen Nian's age and estimated that he was only twenty-three or fourteen years old. At this age, he said he had done more?

It can only be said that this boss is quite talented.

But at this time, Chen Nian was thinking about it. Having two meals of mapo tofu every day for ten consecutive days was not something ordinary people could do. No matter how much they loved eating, they wouldn't do it.

In addition, the other party has not ordered drinks every time in the past few days, Chen Nian can definitely conclude that the other party is because of poverty.

It is already the most cost-effective way to eat here.

After all, buying a pack of pickled mustard in the supermarket costs as little as 80 cents and as much as two or three yuan.

"What kind of job do you do? It seems that the salary is not very high, and the fact that you can still take on private work shows that you still have the ability to make money. In this case, why not change your job?"

When the man heard this... he raised his head and looked at Chen Nian.

"How old do you think I am?"

Chen Nian looked at it: "About the same as me? Twenty-three?"
Chapter completed!