Finally, a customer came to the door, and the guy rushed forward to greet him.

“In portions?”

Kang Anping is puzzled.

"That's right! The stinky tofu was fried, and the sauce was mixed, and put it in a greased carton. Each serving was ten small pieces, and the price was ten cents!"

The guy tried to explain it clearly with the shortest words.

"What? Each serving is only ten yuan?"

The old guys almost exclaimed in unison.

That day in the villa, they all saw the size of each piece of stinky tofu. According to the friend, they killed one in just two bites?

“That’s right…!”

The guy nodded, "I wonder how many ministers want?"

"Little brother, you're like this... each serving costs ten yuan, and the price is ten yuan, which means that each piece of stinky tofu is one cent, right? Change it to plates for us, and each person will have two plates first! We'll give it as much as we can!"

If they eat one by one, and if they eat dozens of servings as ministers, they will definitely make the onlookers laugh at the outside.

Therefore, Chunyu Yue came up with such a way.

"It's you!"
Chapter completed!