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

"Is the person who just dropped you off downstairs your boyfriend?"

Hearing his mother's words, Fang Tian couldn't wait to find a seam to get into, put down the bag, and put his hands around his mother's arm, "It's not my boyfriend, it's the father of the children in my class."

"Just like that?"

"Of course, don't be cranky, if I want to find a boyfriend, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Then hurry up and find a boyfriend, saving your mother from worrying about you every day, afraid that you won't be able to get married."

Mother Fang took her daughter's hand and patted it gently, the woman should marry, and the man should marry.

"Mom, you don't have anything else every day, otherwise when I have a holiday, I'll take you to the small shop to eat buns, you don't particularly like to eat the buns of that store."

Fang Tian thought of Ye Cheng's handsome face, and his face couldn't help but blush, fortunately, his mother's gaze was on TV, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

Early the next morning, Fang Tian finished breakfast and hurried to the kindergarten to start the day's work.

"Teacher Fang, good morning!"

"Good morning."

At the gate of the kindergarten, Fang Tian greeted the children, saw the figure approaching not far away, and waved his hand, "Tuan Tuan, good morning."

"Teacher Fang, good morning!"

The little guy broke free from his father's hand, holding Fang Tian's index finger in his little hand, smiling happily.

"Good morning."

Seeing Ye Cheng, Fang Tian smiled sweetly.

"Good morning."

Ye Cheng waved his hand and watched the two leave.

Back at the small shop, there were not many customers left, and after the noodles were sold, he drove to send the group to kindergarten.

After having a car, it is much more convenient, even if you pick up and drop off kindergartens above the group every day, the time will not be too tight.

However, just in case, when you are busy, you have to ask your parents to help take care of it.

"Boss, I'll go to the farmer's market later, do you need anything more?"

"Not yet, just take out all the goods I ordered."

"Okay, I see."

Zheng Junwei took off his apron and was just about to go out, when a car stopped in front of him, and several uniformed figures walked down from it, striding into the small shop.

"Hello, we are the market supervision department, we have received a report that your small shop is using contraband, please cooperate with our investigation."

The figure standing in the front had a serious expression.

Ye Cheng nodded, in fact, after the small shop became popular, he had long thought that there would be this day.

After all, there are not a few people who stab them in the back.

Open the refrigeration in the back kitchen and take out the ingredients one by one.

In order to ensure that all the food does not smell, he seals the ingredients in airtight bags, stacked one by one, clean and neat.

Perhaps the law enforcement officers did not expect the kitchen to be so clean, and even the refrigerator was neat and new.

The inspection is also very simple, and some small samples are taken from each ingredient bag for testing.

All tests were negative.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

"It should be me to thank you, you came to test the safety of food, but also to prove the innocence of my small shop."

Ye Cheng shook hands with the law enforcement people and sent them out of the shop.

Finally, he did not forget to wave his hand and watch the car of the law enforcement team go away.

"Boss, why did the market supervision come to check on you?"

Cheng was nervous when he saw the detection tools, although he believed that his boss did not do anything illegal.

But as soon as you see these uniformed figures, you will be unconsciously nervous.

"Someone must have reported it, don't care, the body is not afraid of the shadow oblique."

"Boss, then I'll be in the Golden Farmers Market."

"Good."

Ye Cheng handed him the key to the electric car, walked into the small shop, rested for a while, and prepared lunch.

When Zheng Junwei returned to the small shop, it was already nine o'clock, and after unloading, it was nearly half past nine.

After Ye Cheng finished wrapping the buns, he began to boil the beef bone broth.

11 o'clock sharp, but with the arrival of the first customer, the number of customers in the small shop gradually increased.

Feng Changping stood in the middle of the team, anxiously looking ahead, as long as he didn't eat the food of the small shop, he didn't have any spirit for the whole half day, and his head was full of sauce meat buns, the taste of soy sauce fried rice.

"Hey, you guys are watching the live broadcast too?"

A group of people walked to the center of the line and greeted the figure who was queuing.

These people are all wearing the same T-shirt, even the logo on it is exactly the same.

"It seems that you are too, today the little shop is afraid that we will be wrapped up."

"That's of course, Brother Yue's recommendation must be given a try, but I haven't seen any store recommended by Brother Yue so strongly."

"I'm completely rushing to the owner of the small shop, I look so handsome, I must take a shadow with him."

......

Feng Changping looked at these uniformly dressed figures and followed the team forward.

Finally, when it was his turn, there were not many cage drawers on the stove, and when he saw that there were not many buns, he hurriedly said, "Boss, ask for an oil-spilled noodles, a bowl of beef bone soup, ten meat buns, and ten tea eggs." "

Find a place to sit."

"Good."

After Feng Changping paid the money, someone just left, sat on a chair, and waited.

Compared to the restraint of the first time, he has also become a regular customer several times and knows everything here.

For example, when there is no seat, do not worry, observe the figure on each seat at any time, as long as who eats first, he stands behind, and after the guest leaves, the seat is his, repeatedly tried.

After eating, he returned to the car, observed everything outside the shop, and when all the customers left, got out of the car and returned to the shop again.

"I'm sorry, today..." Seeing

the familiar face, Zheng Junwei's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the kitchen, "Boss, looking for you."

Ye Cheng cleaned up the kitchen, took off his apron and hung it on the wall, saw Feng Changping, made a pot of tea and put it on the table, "Sit."

Fang Changping sat down, looked at the figure on the opposite side, and did not speak.

"If you still come for my store, then needless to say, I won't sell it."

Ye Cheng poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

If the system had instructed it, he would definitely sell, then I don't know when.

"Seeing that your business is so good, I have long dismissed this idea, and I also think very clearly, some things are not mine, even if I force it, I can't force it."

Feng Changping took a sip of tea, his eyes lit up, this tea leaf is ordinary tea from the shape of the tea, but this taste is somewhat unique.

"You understand the best, at least I won't sell it for a few months."

Ye Cheng smiled faintly.

Feng Changping nodded, thought of something, took out an invitation letter in his pocket and handed it over.

"This is an exchange conference held by the city's chefs association, you can go over when you have time, and maybe you can exchange some experience."

"Okay, I'll go when I have time."

"You must go, several state banquet-level masters will attend."

"Good."

Seeing that Ye Cheng agreed to come down, Feng Changping breathed a sigh of relief.