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

"Boss, bring me two meat buns."

"Me too."

"I want one."

Three figures dressed as workers disembarked on the shuttle.

One of them pointed to the sign, "Lao Zhang, one for three pieces, two for five pieces, how is it not appropriate to buy one, right?"

Old Zhang Han scratched his head with a smile, took the bun handed by the boss, and felt out three steel plutonium to put on the table.

Recently, the children at home have to apply for cram school, and their lives are a little tight, so I can save a dime.

Ye Cheng collected the money and watched the three of them walk towards the breakfast restaurant not far away.

"Boss, come to the bowl of tofu brain, put chili."

"I want a bowl of soy milk."

"I also want a bowl of soy milk, not sugar."

The three sat down, chatted about the sky, and took out the buns.

"Recently, there has been a lot of work in the factory, and the supervisor said that this month's reward will definitely not run."

"That's good, if you don't earn more, the family should not be able to open the pot."

"Yes, it's a pity that this job is thrown away, and if you don't throw it away, you will earn it ... Well? The

round-headed figure sitting next to Lao Zhang took a bite of the bun, his eyes widened, and the fatigue of the previous night shift was instantly swept away, "Lean, it's so delicious, right!?"

Lao Zhang and the other looked at each other and couldn't help but smile, "Are you hungry?" Then

, pick up the bun next to it and bite it down.

"Yes, this bun is so fragrant."

"It's delicious!"

The three of them gobbled up, eating all the buns in their hands in one go, and the soy milk and tofu on the table did not move at all.

"And?"

The round-headed figure looked at the two, unfinished.

Lao Zhang looked at the empty bag, and couldn't help but feel a pity, how could he buy one.

"I'll go buy a few more."

The round-headed figure stood up and ran towards the bun shop across the road.

The voices of the two behind him sounded.

"I want six."

"I want six too, no, eight!"

The other guests around were a little puzzled when they saw the expressions of the three.

It's the meat buns that can be seen on the streets, isn't it?

I really haven't eaten anything good.

The round-headed figure ran to the stall and gasped, "Boss, bring me eight, no, eighteen, not right, twenty-two, that's right, that's twenty-two!"

Ye Cheng recognized the figure in front of him, and the navy blue overalls were particularly conspicuous, one of the three people who had bought buns just now.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Cheng smiled lightly, naturally understanding what was going on.

The round-headed figure looked at him with the buns, sniffed hard, and took a sip of saliva, "Boss, is this bun in your house an ancestral secret recipe, it's really delicious, I eat the buns in the bun shops around, it's not comparable to you, this taste is too great, two pieces of five one is definitely good and cheap!"

Passers-by around heard his words and looked up at the signboard.

Shaking his head, now selling buns are so rolled, even actors use them.

They are all residents of the community, some have lived here for nearly ten years, which fruit store is discounted every week, which bun shop is delicious, and their hearts are like mirrors.

I have never heard of the name of this store, but it looks like a new opening.

I also hired an actor, how many buns do I have to sell for a day's salary to earn?

However, this kind of thing is also frequent, what Internet celebrity milk tea shop is in the market, buy a milk tea to queue for a long time.

The restaurant is full, the meal must be booked in advance, obviously the taste is average, but the door is full of customers, in order to take advantage of people's curiosity and cut leeks.

It is a pity that this routine has long been exposed by the media, and who is fooled is a fool.

Besides, a normal person withstood two buns, who has nothing to buy so much, is it to support himself?

Even if acting, this copywriting is too fake.

"Fifty-five in total, scan code or cash?"

Ye Cheng handed over the packed bun and saw that he took out his mobile phone and placed the collection code in front.

The round-headed figure ran back with the bun.

The three of them couldn't care about the tofu brain and soy milk that had been cooled on the table, and couldn't wait to eat the buns.

Whether it is hot or not, the anxious and excited eyes are like a starving ghost who has not eaten for a long time.

A few passers-by who had just passed by the bun shop and saw the hidden blue figure buying the buns just returned and saw this scene.

It doesn't seem like it's pretending.

The group couldn't help but ask questions, is it really delicious?

Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?

It is said that curiosity kills cats, and so do people.

There are always three people in the group who are too curious to find out the real thing, cross the road, and go straight to the opposite bread shop.

It's just a few dollars of things, if it's not delicious, it's not distressing if you throw it away.

With the mentality of trying, standing in front of the booth, "Boss, I want two."

"Me too, forget it, it's still one."

"Me one."

After paying, the three took the buns and sniffed, indeed the smell of meat overflowed, and the saliva in their mouths surged unconsciously.

One bite, the sauce aroma and the meat aroma collided in the mouth, and the three of them had a super satisfied expression on their faces, and the delicacy went down their throats, as if the whole person had been purified.

Before the last bite could be put in his mouth, "Boss, give me two more, no, six!" "

I want eight!"

At this time, a housewife passed by and cast her gaze over.

Seeing the three people in front of the stall, they took the buns, stuffed them into their mouths frantically, gave a thumbs up to the boss while eating, and kept chanting "it's worth eating and dying" and "it's delicious" in their mouths.

She touched her stomach, really couldn't hold back, and walked over, "Give me two buns."

"Wait a minute."

Taking the buns, the housewife sniffed and suddenly felt that the soy milk fritters she had just bought were not fragrant.

Ignoring the image, standing on the side of the road and eating.

"Boss, five more dollars."

So, passers-by saw the funny scene in front of them, two figures holding buns and gobbling up, and a middle-aged woman standing on the side of the road eating buns with soy milk fritters in her hand.

After eating, then buying, buying and continuing to eat, it is like an infinite loop.

Looking at the bags stuffed into the bag, there are at least five or six.

"Boss, give four more, Hiccup~"

"I want six."

The two passers-by next to the stall were already too strong to eat anything, but their mouths were so hungry that they couldn't stop at all.

People passing by were all attracted by this scene, and there were more and more figures in front of the stalls.

"Is this to support yourself, no matter how delicious it is, it can't be like this, it's too exaggerated."

"That's right, no matter how delicious it is, you have to converge."

"Brother, how much have you eaten?"

"Eight."

"I can't converge at all, the boss's buns are so delicious."

Ye Cheng listened to this, his face was bright, can it not be delicious, the system personally passed on the secret recipe.

Passers-by came forward, some buying home, others standing side by side by the stalls, lined up to eat.

There are figures lining up next to the stalls, discussing while eating, and enjoying their faces.

It's as if you're eating mountain and sea delicacies.

"It's the best bun I've ever eaten in town."

"I've eaten all over the country, and this bun is definitely this!"