Taking my daughter to open a breakfast shop and making millions of people cry

"On such a cold day, it is most comfortable to have a bowl of red bean soup."

Wang Xue thought that every winter when it snowed heavily, her mother would cook a bowl of red bean soup for the winter, and in Nancheng, red bean soup should belong to the characteristics of this side, and almost every family has to boil it.

"Boss, are we also going to launch red bean soup, seeing that the sky is getting colder, red bean soup will become a must-drink immediately."

"However, it's rare to drink authentic red bean soup outside."

Wang Xue sighed.

After my mother fell ill, the family rarely cooked red bean soup, and every time I would order a bowl outside, but it was much worse than what my mother made.

Ye Cheng did not speak, staring intently at the soup pot, what the next dish was, it was not his final say, but the system.

"Boss Ye, it's cold enough today, come to a bowl of beef bone soup to warm your stomach, and bring me ten meat buns and six tea eggs."

"I really don't know what happened to the weather recently, it's cold when it's cold, and there's not even a transition period."

"Don't mention it, I heard that you have to cool down today, so you have to keep warm."

......

The guests walked into the small shop to discuss the cooling down, and everyone was dressed much thicker than the day before.

The weather is cold, natural hot soup sells the fastest, but it still does not affect the sale of other foods, and what you like will still like, and it will not change due to the weather.

Zheng Junwei was selling at the door, and suddenly felt that the day was cooling down too fast, and if he hadn't stood by the steaming cage drawer, he felt like he was about to freeze.

"I'm going to... I want four meat buns, two tea eggs. A

childish voice came from the front.

"Okay, right away."

Zheng Junwei quickly fried the buns and eggs in a bag, handed them to the little girl, and took the money in his hand and put it in the drawer.

The little girl looked at the age of eleven or twelve, well-behaved and sensible, sniffed the buns in the bag, and subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

"Uncle, can you give more dipping?"

"Good."

Zheng Junwei helped her pour more dipping sauce and instructed, "Be careful, don't spill."

"Got it."

The little girl waved her hand and bounced away.

After breakfast, Ye Cheng sorted out the materials of the back kitchen, and Zheng Junwei and Wang Xue went to the farmer's market together.

After packing everything up, sit at the table and check the progress of the system, and if nothing else, the task will be almost completed tomorrow.

Suddenly, the phone screen lit up, and a message popped up on the phone, which was from the food group.

Just found out, the number of people in the group seems to have increased a lot, as long as they talk about food, they will mention his small shop.

[Wei Chikuang: @全体成员, due to busy work in the recent period, food recommendations will be suspended for a month. 【

Tang Yue: I'm also busy recently, I can't even get Weibo, if I can, I would like to go to Boss Ye's house every day for dinner. 【

Porridge: @叶老板, when will your family deliver takeaway, I have been in the north district of the city recently, and the distance is too far away, and there is no time to pass. 】

【Ye Cheng: If you take out, it is a bit difficult, order takeaway, unless it is delivered within five minutes, otherwise it will greatly reduce the taste and taste of the food. 【

Porridge: It seems that eating takeaway is hopeless, I will go over in person tonight. [

Ye Cheng: Hmm. Hearing

the sound of the van outside the door, Ye Cheng put down his mobile phone and got up to help unload the goods together.

The van contains a lot of things, usually these things, the tricycle has to pull twice to pull back, the van is still more than enough.

After unloading, start washing the ingredients.

When he was busy, the door of the small shop was pushed open from the outside, and an apologetic figure appeared in sight.

"Lawyer Cheng, if you come here so early, you won't be here to eat, right?"

Ye Cheng looked up and continued to stir the soup pot.

"I still want to trouble Boss Ye this time, can you help me make a soy sauce fried rice, or anything else, as long as you can do it."

Cheng Bin was full of apologies, stood in front of the window, and sighed helplessly.

The food I took back last time was very useful, but every time Boss Ye's house opened the door was when they left work, they couldn't catch up at all.

Ye Cheng understood what he wanted to say, looked back at the refrigerator, and took out two portions of rice placed in a food bag, "There are only these two left, you can only make fried rice with soy sauce, if you want it, I can fry it for you now."

"Thanks, then let's fry both of them."

Cheng Bin paid and sat aside.

"Hmm."

Ye Cheng skillfully fried the rice, put the lunch box handed over by Jing Bin, "Take it back and eat it, it tastes bad after a long time." "

Well, thank you, Boss Ye."

Cheng Bin looked grateful.

Every time he came over to trouble Boss Ye, people never complained, which was already rare.

Carrying soy sauce fried rice, he hurried out and drove away.

Back to work, Cheng Bin was called to the office by the leader, and the soy sauce fried rice was first placed on the table, ready to come out and then send it over.

"What a taste, it's so fragrant!"

"I also smelled it, this smell is so fragrant, it came from Lawyer Cheng's desk."

The two figures who walked in the door walked towards Cheng Bin's desk, saw the lunch box on the table, sniffed hard, and looked at each other.

"That's the taste, Lawyer Cheng, will it be a little early to buy food at this point?"

"Otherwise, let's open it first and take a look, this smell is so fragrant."

The two stared at the lunch box, carefully opened it, and instantly the aroma of soy sauce fried rice filled the entire office.

"Oh my God, what does this smell like, it's so fragrant."

Someone walked in at the door again, heard this smell, looked left and right, and strode towards the two.

After a while, Cheng Bin's desk was full of colleagues, discussing in a low voice.

"Are there any new shops nearby, why didn't I see any fried rice with soy sauce?"

"It doesn't seem to be, I didn't find any fried rice with soy sauce, and there are no small shops nearby."

"Lawyer Cheng won't do it himself, right?"

......

When everyone was talking, Cheng Bin came out in the office and saw that his place was full of people, and he couldn't help frowning, "What are you doing here?" Hearing

his voice, everyone turned their heads and hurriedly retreated to the sides to make way.

Seeing that the box lunch was opened, he quickly covered it.

"Brother Cheng, where did you buy this soy sauce fried rice, tell us, it's really too fragrant, we also want to eat it."

"Yes, yes, the main thing is that this soy sauce fried rice is too fragrant, and it is really uncontrollable."

"Brother Cheng, where did you buy it from?"

Everyone asked eagerly.

Cheng Bin closed the lid, put it back in the bag, and picked up the file bag next to it, "The 13-way terminal, it may be a little far away, but the food at his house is indeed delicious, you can taste it when you have time, but his family has a lot, if you go, early." Without

everyone asking something, Cheng Bin left.