I'm in college and my food stall is notorious

There is only one elective class in the morning, and the substitute teacher is not very strict.

Therefore, Ye Fei asked Fang Xiaojie and the three to answer for themselves if they were named, and they went directly out of the school and came to the back street.

Along the way, several breakfast shop owners who had already opened took the initiative to greet him.

"Boss Ye, it's early!"

"Early!"

"Xiaoye, I heard that your store has new products today."

"yes!"

"What is it? You won't grab business with my little shop, will you?

"No, no, it's a snack, don't delay you to make money."

"Hahaha... That's good, then good, I'll go to your store to eat when I have time, give me a discount!

"That's not okay, small business, can't start this head."

"You call that a small business? So what do we call this? Loss-making business?

"Recently

, with the significant increase in the flow of customers in the back streets, these restaurant owners are all beneficiaries, earning a lot more than before Ye Fei's stinky tofu stall started to catch fire.

Because of this, these bosses are still envious and jealous of Ye Fei's speed of making money, but they will only put it in their hearts.

On the surface, he was becoming more and more warm and friendly to Ye Fei.

After all, the fate of Wu Cuihong and her barbecue restaurant is in everyone's eyes.

It is worth mentioning that this barbecue restaurant has been subleased out.

A middle-aged couple rented the shop from Wu Cuihong at a very low price, and after two days of simple renovation, opened a spicy hot shop.

The couple is also very good at business, and directly competes with Ye Fei's Kitchen God Shop, the main thing is that the quantity is large and affordable, and the good business makes other bosses envious.

After all, the location is good, just diagonally opposite the Kitchen God Shop.

Especially at dinner time in the evening, many customers who come out of the Kitchen God shop with a bowl of stinky tofu will go directly into his store and choose a pot of spicy hot to eat.

At this point, of course, the spicy hot shop is still closed, and it will only open at noon.

"Lao Li."

Ye Fei shouted and walked into the small shop that had no customers yet.

Chef God Shop does not serve breakfast for the time being.

After all, it is really a little inappropriate to get up early in the morning and eat such a heavy taste.

And there are more and more things that need to be prepared before opening a store.

Lao Li has already got up and is busy cleaning the shop.

For restaurants to do well, a hygienic environment is very important.

Otherwise, customers will enter the store and see sticky chairs on the table and rubbish dust on the floor.

No matter how delicious the things sold, no one can have the appetite to sit down.

"Boss, why did you come so early, didn't you have a class?"

Lao Li looked up and saw Ye Fei who walked into the store, and asked with a surprised face.

"Electives, escaped."

Ye Fei grinned.

"We still skipped class, there is no business in the morning, boss, you should still go to class."

Lao Li persuaded with a smile.

"It's okay, the university doesn't skip classes occasionally, is it still a complete university?"

"Boss, if you let the teacher who came last time hear this, I have to make a note for you."

"Oh... Li Yanwang's class, I dare not escape. "

Hahaha..."

While laughing and chatting, Ye Fei had already walked to the soup bucket where the large intestine was marinated last night, and raised his hand to open the lid.

Subconsciously, he took a step back.

No way, the sour shoots of stinky tofu and snail powder before made him suffer twice.

Even if the large intestine is clean, the marinade is unlikely to produce a foul smell, but it has formed a conditioned reflex.

"Haha... I had already uncovered it when I turned off the fire last night, it didn't smell, and it was very fragrant!

Old Li said with a smile.

"Didn't taste a piece?"

Ye Fei looked at him and asked.

Lao Li smiled and shook his head: "No, I would like to, but this first pot, boss, you haven't tasted it, how embarrassing I am!"

"Old Li, you have nothing wrong with talking and doing things, but you are too rigid, am I the kind of stingy person?"

Ye Fei said angrily.

"Of course not."

Lao Li smiled.

Ye Fei rolled his eyes, didn't say anything more, took the long chopsticks of fried tofu, and clamped a piece of marinated large intestine from it.

"Boss, use this."

Lao Li handed him a scissors that was washed and prepared.

Ye Fei took the scissors, cut the brine sausage, which was about a foot long, and put it on the cutting board.

Fat sausage is similar to the brain flower in Sichuan cuisine, and those who really like it can't extricate themselves, but those who can't accept it will stay away.

Ye Fei couldn't accept the brain flower, but he didn't like the clean brine sausage, but he wasn't so disgusted.

The premise is that it is handled cleanly and does not have any special odor.

Unlike some very heavy tastes, what I like is the kind of fat sausage that is somewhat smelly, and the one that is not smelly still feels inauthentic.

This little kitchen shop can't meet the needs of such people.

Who let him, the boss, really can't accept it!

Like stinky tofu and snail powder, it's okay to just smell it.

But if this thing smells, it will be really a bit disgusting to the vast majority of people, including him.

Ye Fei's knife worker skillfully cut this fat sausage, took two small plates and divided them, and handed one of them to Lao Li.

"Lao Li, taste!"

"Okay, I can't wait."

Lao Li took it with a smile on his face, took a pair of chopsticks and clipped a piece, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.

The soft and tender marinated fat sausage is fragrant but not greasy, and the teeth bite, the wonderful taste coupled with the taste boiled in perfect proportions of more than 20 kinds of marinades, makes Lao Li's face can't help but show an expression of enjoyment.

"Boss, delicious, this one is so delicious."

Lao Li's face was full of excitement and shouted, and his eyes were shining.

"Then I'll taste it too."

Ye Fei smiled and also took a piece of his mouth and ate it.

His reaction was not as exaggerated as Lao Li's, but a little surprise also appeared on his handsome face.

Rao didn't like this thing, and he also felt in his heart that this braised fat sausage was really delicious.

"It's a pity that it's morning, otherwise drink some wine with this thing, it's simply not too beautiful."

After Lao Li ate two more pieces in succession, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Lao Li, how do you think we price this?"

Ye Fei asked with a smile.

Old Li was stunned when he heard this, and rubbed his chin to think.

Ye Fei was communicating systematically with his mind.

The system gives a price of two hundred and one pounds.

Ye Fei rarely felt that it was quite suitable.

After all, this thing is not as low as the cost of snail powder and stinky tofu.

About three catties of fresh large intestines, after complete cleaning and marinating, one pound of brine fat sausages can be produced.

That is to say, the cost of thirty yuan a catty, plus the recipe of the system and his fortunate expenses, the price of two hundred does not seem to be an exaggeration.

Moreover, this thing is much more troublesome to make than several other dishes in small shops, and there is psychological pressure.

If the price was too low, he was reluctant to do it.

"Boss, I think one hundred and fifty-one pounds is about the same."

Lao Li opened his mouth and said his suggestion.

"Two hundred, two hundred and one pounds."

Ye Fei said with a chuckle.

Lao Li was stunned and nodded: "It's okay, it's expensive, but such a delicious brine sausage, there must be no shortage of people to buy it." "