I'm in college and my food stall is notorious

In the following days, the business of the Chef God Shop got better and better.

Not only the two schools, but also the residents of the community farther away have gradually heard about the "notoriety" of this small shop.

The "notoriety" mentioned here is not a simple pejorative meaning, but has two different meanings.

First of all, of course, it refers to the unique smelly food of the small shop.

It smells so bad, and it tastes so delicious.

The extreme sense of contrast allowed the "notoriety" of the small shop to spread.

Another meaning is to complain that the prices of small shop dishes are too expensive.

For such a small restaurant with dozens of square meters, the price list is indeed outrageous.

But as long as it is a new customer who comes to the small shop, after eating the snail powder and stinky tofu in the small shop, when they leave, they all do not feel worthless, but almost all become repeat customers.

This also made the small shop queue more and more people every day, and even caused two small storms.

To this end, Ye Fei asked Xu Lei and Fang Xiaojie to buy computers and equipment and come back, and set up a system for ordering food.

In this way, customers are happy, and instead of waiting in line, they can take advantage of the waiting time to go to other shops in the backstreet to sit and eat something.

The other restaurant owners in the back streets gradually began to reverse the complaints against Ye Fei in their hearts.

After all, with the spread of the popularity of the Kitchen God Shop, the traffic of customers in the backstreets has also begun to increase, which is a great good thing for them.

Even if the things in Ye Fei's store were indeed delicious, the price was there after all.

Therefore, many customers who do not have so much money on hand cannot go to the store every day to eat.

So in the past few days, more and more figures with a bowl of stinky tofu have appeared in other restaurants in the back street.

Now many regular customers of Chef God Shop have a bit of the habit of "odorless and unhappy".

But I don't have so much money in hand, what to do?

Under the advice of Li Shun, an experienced migrant worker, many guests followed him to learn a trick.

Buy only a small portion of stinky tofu, order more soup and toppings, and take it to another store or go back to instant noodles.

Stinky tofu with instant noodles, stinky tofu with rice bowl, stinky tofu with everything else...

All in all, the stench from the Chef God shop has enveloped the entire backstreet, and has begun to continue to spread to the surrounding area.

The entire back street seems to be shrouded in a dark cloud of smell, exuding a unique stench that is invisible and colorless.

Many passers-by who happened to pass by were attracted by this smell, walked into this backstreet with curiosity, and then could not go out again.

Gradually, the mixed odor of snail powder and stinky tofu covering the entire street has a faint trend to become the characteristic of this food street.

On the campus forums of the two schools, in the post bar, and in various communication groups, after the word of mouth about the Chef God Shop spread, more and more customers followed the notoriety.

There are even people who have a soft spot for stinky tofu and snail flour who come by car.

Just like at this time.

A middle-aged man dressed in fancy clothes with a beer belly looked up at the price list of the small shop with a stunned expression.

"Fifty stinky tofu, eighty snail powder, little boss, you are not wrong, right? Wrote an extra zero? The

middle-aged man tilted his head to look at Ye Fei and asked.

Ye Fei smiled while cooking the snail powder: "You said and laughed, the price is clearly marked, Tong Suo is not deceptive, it is this price, expensive is expensive, but after you eat it, you will understand that this money is definitely worth it." This

set of rhetoric, he now has to say many times a day, is almost smooth.

"Boss."

Old Li on the side smiled and spoke.

Seeing Ye Fei and the middle-aged man looking at him together, Lao Li smiled at the man with a smile:

"I'm talking about this boss."

"Oh!"

Ye Fei nodded abruptly and motioned for him to continue.

Lao Li is a talent who can speak, and Ye Fei can't help but let him say more.

"This boss, I see that you are not a master who lacks money, our boss's stinky tofu and snail powder, you can inquire here casually to know how delicious it is."

While frying stinky tofu, Lao Li continued with a smile: "Look at this number, it is more than a hundred, at this price, isn't it really delicious, can there be so many people lining up?" You say yes? "

Haha..." The

middle-aged man laughed when he heard this, and nodded: "This makes sense, yes, give me two parts of snail powder, and two more parts of stinky tofu."

Ye Fei and Lao Li's eyes lit up.

What a big boss!

"Boss, we have quite enough of this thing."

Lao Li kindly reminded.

The middle-aged man shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, you can do it, my rice is large, as long as it is delicious, it will not be wasted." "

Alright!"

Lao Li nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Hello boss, two parts of snail powder, two parts of stinky tofu, a total of 260, the QR code is here, you can directly scan the code to pay."

Fang Xiaojie, who was standing in front of the computer, said with a grin.

"I don't need that stuff, cash."

The middle-aged man smiled and took out a brand-name wallet from his pocket and opened it, revealing a stack of 100-yuan bills inside, and drew a few pieces from it like toilet paper and handed them to Fang Xiaojie.

Fang Xiaojie took the money stunned, looked down and counted five of them, and quickly drew two and handed them back.

"You give two more, I'll find you another forty."

"It's okay, no need to look for it, just give you a tip."

The man waved his hand arrogantly, and in the astonished eyes of everyone in the store, he walked over with a big belly to find a place to sit down.

Ye Fei specially let Lao Li change, the quality of the new chair is very good, and he made an overwhelmed squeaking sound.

After Fang Xiaojie came back to his senses, Mari Li stuffed two hundred yuan bills into his pocket and showed Ye Fei a signature sneer.

"Phineas, this is a tip from the boss of the person to reward me, and I don't want forty."

"Got it, you haven't given your number yet, don't forget your work."

Ye Fei rolled his eyes in disdain and reminded angrily.

"Yes!"

Fang Xiaojie raised his hand and slapped his forehead, skillfully typed out a list of numbers, and then looked at the man sitting under the electric fan over there and shouted:

"Boss, your number is 154, and there are more than forty numbers in front."

"Got it, put it there for you, call me when it's time."

The man pulled the mobile phone and said without raising his head.

"Okay!"

Fang Xiaojie agreed loudly like a dog, and the smile on his face was brighter than when Lao Li slapped the horse.

He never expected that he would be able to get two hundred yuan in tips a day when he came to eat part-time.

Happiness came so suddenly!

"Slut, look at the cold look of you who has never seen money, if your family Cheng Ling sees it, it will definitely dump you."

Xu Lei, who wiped the dining table with a rag, sourly taunted.