I'm in college and my food stall is notorious

Two points of dividends can make Lao Li earn much more than selling ramen.

And for Ye Fei, it is also a win-win.

After all, he had to go to class during the day.

If Lao Li helps to look at the store, he can also make money during the day.

The two then discussed what needed to change in the store.

First of all, it must be the signboard.

Under the sudden intervention of the system, the name of the store was decided to be "Chef God Shop".

Ye Fei and Lao Li were speechless about this name, but what could they do, the system had the final say.

So, the name of the store was so happily decided.

The remaining kitchenware and equipment, Lao Li can basically use the ramen noodles, only need to add a few.

Then decorate or something, Ye Fei does not plan to redo it.

The system task is in the body, and opening the store quickly is the right way.

Anyway, in the catering industry, as long as the hygiene and taste of the dishes are controlled, the rest is not so important.

After everything was discussed, Lao Li couldn't even wait for tomorrow.

I closed the store directly, prepared to customize the signboard of the Chef God Shop, and then bought everything I needed.

And Ye Fei, who threw his hands on the palm, returned to school for a good reason.

Lao Li's efficiency is really fast.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when regular customers came to line up in front of Ye Fei's stinky tofu stall, they found that the ramen shop behind was closed and the signboard had changed.

And the owner of the ramen shop was standing next to Ye Fei and making a move.

"Boss, what's going on with you? Boss Li, don't sell ramen anymore? Someone

couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

"Yes, don't sell it, this will be my boss in the future."

Old Li smiled and pouted at Ye Feinu.

Everyone was stunned.

"Chef God Shop? Senior, this is the store you said you were going to open? "

If you have a brain that spins relatively quickly, you will immediately understand.

"Yes, there are still some formalities to run, and it should not open until next week."

Ye Fei replied with a smile.

When the diners in line heard this, they all looked at each other.

"No, Lao Li, I still like your ramen very much, why don't you sell it?" Are you going to follow him and sell stinky tofu?

A boy asked with a surprised face.

Lao Li handed the packaged stinky tofu to the guest in front, and shrugged helplessly: "No way, he gave too much."

There was another wordless silence.

"Actually, you don't have to be so surprised, who makes me make something delicious, right?"

Ye Fei smiled and said.

Looking at his proud look, many boys who were queuing up felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

Everyone is about the same age, Ye Fei has already become a boss, and it seems that he has made a lot of money, so that the family has opened a ramen shop for an unknown number of years, and if he doesn't do it, he won't do it.

And they had to line up here honestly, paying high prices to buy his stinky tofu to eat.

It's really uncomfortable!

But what can be done about it!

Just like Ye Fei said, who made him make something delicious!

It was so delicious that they couldn't control their legs and mouths, and they had to run over to take care of his business.

Now many people, not coming to a bowl of this stinky tofu every night, are uncomfortable.

"By the way, there is also good news to tell everyone, after the opening of the small shop, there will be new products, so remember to try them when the time comes."

Ye Fei continued with a smile.

When everyone in line heard this, their eyes lit up.

"Is it yesterday's egg fried rice?"

A girl asked loudly.

Hearing this, many people who smelled the smell at the scene yesterday swallowed their saliva very undisputedly.

"This..."

Ye Fei didn't know how to answer for a while.

Compared to egg fried rice, snail flour is definitely simpler to sell.

And according to the system's urine nature, stinky food may become a feature of his small shop.

"Boss, you promised, don't break your word!"

Someone saw his hesitant face and immediately reminded him loudly.

Ye Fei gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, there will be egg fried rice then, but only on the day, there will be another new product."

"What's new?" Can stinky tofu and egg fried rice be delicious?

The girl couldn't help but ask again.

"Of course, I didn't see the sign on the back."

Ye Fei pointed behind him with a thumbs-up.

Everyone looked at the four big characters "Chef God Little Shop" on the signboard that had been changed, and they all showed a speechless expression.

"Boss, your name is too loud, right?"

Someone pouted disdainfully.

"Big? I think it's just right, you've eaten such superb stinky tofu before?

Ye Fei asked with a smile.

Everyone was silent for a while.

"That's not necessarily your new product, it will be comparable to this stinky tofu!"

Another rebuttal was unconvinced.

"No, no, no!"

Ye Fei raised his finger and shook it, and said confidently: "What my small shop will sell in the future will only be the same level of food, and everyone can record my words." Everyone

around was shocked by his bold words.

"As for what new products, I will sell them first, and everyone will know by then."

Ye Fei smiled mysteriously.

Everyone rolled their eyes when they heard this, but they didn't say anything more, just curious about the new products Ye Fei said.

At the same time, the owners of several other restaurants around them were all solemn and looked like enemies.

No matter how good Ye Fei's business was before, after all, it was just a stall selling stinky tofu.

Stinky tofu is not enough to fill the stomach, and these people in line will eat other things after eating stinky tofu.

As a result, the impact on businesses is limited.

But it's different now.

Listening to the meaning of Ye Fei's words, it seems that he is ready to open a shop to sell egg fried rice, and there are other new products.

If they are really done by him, their business will be directly robbed, and it is possible to close down when the time comes.

The restaurants in this backstreet are already highly competitive, and the frequency of changing signs every year is high.

After all, there are so many choices, once the hygiene or taste is poor and does not meet the customer's requirements, they will vote with their feet.

Several bosses huddled together and muttered softly, discussing countermeasures.

Coincidentally, among them was the lady who refused to receive Ye Fei and the others that day.

"What did Lao Li think, he was really faint, and he actually gave the shop directly to that kid."

The hostess complained angrily.

Since Fang Xiaojie's words scared away the two tables of guests that day, the business of her barbecue restaurant has become worse and worse.

Even if there is no zombie meat, rat meat.

But people are also cloudy, one spread ten, ten pass hundred, plus she didn't care much about the hygiene in the store, the old customers had doubts in their hearts.

And her barbecue is not very delicious, whether you eat it or not.

Of course, everyone is not willing to take this risk.

After hearing that rumor, even if you know that it is fake, you will feel awkward when you eat it.

As a result, her barbecue restaurant, which was already in a bad business, was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Now seeing that Ye Fei was actually ready to open a store, she was naturally the most anxious one.