Restart the Flying Age

　　 September 25th, after the autumnal equinox is late autumn.

　　 The weather is getting colder and colder, the autumn wind and drizzle, and the chill of bitter wind and rain.

　　 The boys in the class are still dangling with their pants and jackets, even if they are shaking their teeth coldly, they insist on not adding clothes.

　　 Wu Tao was an exception. Not only did he put on a zippered shirt, but also put on velvet trousers, which was soft and close-fitting and sporty.

　　 More importantly, it’s very convenient to have a Sony Walkman in the front pocket. When the collar is upright, it can block the wires of the LCD headset, and the couple watch in the sleeve will not attract surprises.

　　 Today is the opening day of Mala Tang. Wu Tao's mind is no longer in class and flies outside the east gate.

　　 On the south side of the east gate, the two old door faces have been merged together and renovated. The huge light box advertisement reads six characters ‘Chuan Chuan Xiang Mala Tang’, followed by a line of small characters ‘Beijiang Middle School Branch’.

　　 Hundred-thousand-ring firecrackers circled in front of the door into an annual ring shape, ready to go.

　　 The four waiters in uniform clothes and the aunt in cleaning clothes are lined up. They are full of energy and are particularly seductive.

　　 is surprisingly well-behaved Song Qiao. Today she finally fulfilled her wish and came to work in the city.

　　 As a veteran of the Wu family, facing these new faces, she has a sense of responsibility as a master, and she is a big sister in every gesture.

　　 As for Aunt Hua, she wears a light make-up and a wide-shouldered small suit with a sweetheart neckline inside, which not only reveals a strong professionalism, but also shows feminine charm.

　　 Facing the crowd of onlookers in front of the door, Hua Auntie wore a professional smile and was not afraid.

When 　　 auspicious time arrived, she immediately lit the firecrackers at the door, and the lights in the shop behind her turned on. Through the glass curtain wall, the luxurious and clean dining environment inside was immediately displayed in front of everyone at a glance.

The owners of 　　 Snack Street were also onlookers.

　　 At this moment, amidst the sound of firecrackers, looking at such a magnificent snack bar, I could not help being dumbfounded and staring at each other!

　　 It turns out that even a snack bar can be made such a high-end atmosphere?

　　 This decoration is almost like a luxury hotel!

　　In contrast, their snack bar is no different from a public toilet.

　　 "Such a decoration costs at least 10,000 yuan, right?" someone murmured.

　　 "How about 10,000 yuan? At least tens of thousands. Didn't you see that there are toilets inside?"

　　 "It's really big, absolutely big!"

　　 "I heard that two to three thousand flyers were distributed yesterday, which is really enough for the blood..."

　　 "Snack bars like this must be very expensive, right?"

　　 The next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the eye-catching price list: meat dishes 5 hairs/skewers, vegetarian dishes 2 hairs/skewers, free seasoning.

　　 This is not expensive!

　　 The bosses started to get a little worried, and they all looked at the leader Zhang.

　　 With such a good environment and such an affordable price, it doesn't look like it will go bankrupt.

　　 Lao Zhang frowned and observed for a long time. Suddenly his thick eyebrows stretched out and suddenly he opened his eyes. He pointed inside and said excitedly:

"There is no TV here, which means that they definitely didn't watch the video! Nowadays students love to watch the video. Who will come if there is no video? Just put your heart in your stomach, this shop, you can't afford to go through any storms, and you can't steal ours. Business!"

　　 The sound of firecrackers stopped, and Aunt Hua talked to the audience: "Dear neighbors, old folks and folks, Chuan Chuan Xiang Mala Tang is officially open from now on."

　　 "We Chuan Chuan Xiang Mala Tang, adhering to the first-class dining environment, first-class thoughtful service, super first-class delicious food, and absolutely affordable prices, we sincerely await your visit."

　　 "I hope everyone will join in, thank you!"

　　 Aunt Hua just finished speaking, Song Qiao led the people in the shop to bow together, smiling and saying, "Welcome!"

　　 It’s almost an hour before the students finish class, so I’m not at the meal right now.

　　 At this moment, most of the people watching are the neighborhoods, not the target customer group of the Mala Tang chain store.

　　 So Aunt Hua did not expect that as soon as it opened, there would be diners coming into the store for consumption.

　　 However, as soon as the ceremony was over, as soon as she stepped into the store with her front foot, someone came in with her back heel.

　　 "It looks pretty good, go in and taste it?"

　　 "What is Mala Tang? It looks delicious, try it?"

　　 "Such a clean and luxurious environment, such a beautiful waiter, is simply the treatment of a big hotel. I just happen to be hungry, go in and try. Even if it is not delicious, I can't waste a lot of money..."

　　 "Try it, try it, it won't be that much anyway..."

　　 In a blink of an eye, ten and eight customers entered the store, and Song Qiao, each of whom performed their duties, began to get busy.

　　 As soon as the soup pot in the hot compartment was uncovered, the rich fragrance immediately spread to the street. The customers who were still waiting and hesitating, only sniffed, drooled, and decisively walked into the store.

　　 incense, it's so fragrant!

　　 In a blink of an eye, more than half of the shop has been served.

　　 Aunt Hua also did not expect that, simply confessed to Song Qiao, and hurried to the other two branches to hold the opening ceremony.

　　 Only Lao Zhang and a group of snack bar owners were left in front of the door, looking at this scene with staring at each other.

　　 The crowd onlookers just now, except for them, almost all went in.

　　 "Old Zhang, this situation is a bit bad..."

　　 Old Zhang touched his greasy brain door, "My mind is a bit messy, let me rationalize... There must be something wrong!"

　　 "Well, Lao Zhang, take care of it slowly. Let's go back to the store first, wipe the table, clean and clean..."

　　 "Yes, my store should also be scrubbed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's greasy everywhere, I can't wait anymore..."

　　 The next moment, Lao Zhang was left standing alone in the cold wind, watching the Mala Tang shop in front of him was very busy and extremely hot.

　　 "It's not time to eat yet..." Lao Zhang said to himself as if to explain to himself, "They must be trusting, absolutely trusting!"

　　 said, Lao Zhang waved his hand thoughtfully, turned around and hurried to his store.

　　‘Today’s wok and shovel should be washed well...’

　　 As soon as the bell rang at the end of the fourth get out of class, Wu Tao dashed out of the classroom and ran towards the east gate.

　　 He couldn't sit still since he heard the sound of firecrackers. He was running wild at this moment, as if he was about to unveil the five million prize.

　　 At the same time, upon hearing the bell ringing after class, the bosses of Snack Street stood at the door for the first time, looking forward to the east gate.

The opening of Chuan Chuan Xiang Mala Tang made them feel the strong threat of survival competition for the first time in many years.

　　 The first wave of students who walked out of the east gate habitually walked towards the snack street.

　　 Lao Zhang stood in front of his snack bar, with a relaxed smile. However, before his smile bloomed, it froze.

　　 I saw the group of students walking halfway, and at the suggestion of the female student, they turned and turned south again...

　　 It's okay, the first wave is missing, and there is a second wave!

　　 In the second wave, two male students walked towards the snack street dullly, watching the video and choosing the store as usual.

　　 Lao Zhang immediately relieved his heart, huh, a snack bar, still wanting to turn the sky over?

　　 However, the next third wave of students went straight to Chuanchuanxiang with advertising flyers.

　　 Fourth wave, fifth wave, and so on...

　　 Lao Zhang started to panic...