Chapter 11 Tough Business

"bell bell"

A new day begins with the sound of the alarm clock at nine o'clock in Yuanzhou.

In view of the fact that the egg fried rice he ate last night did not count as the completion of the mission, Yuan Zhou, annoyed, decided to eat an extra bowl this morning to make up for his wounded heart.

After eating two bowls of fried rice with eggs, Yuan Zhou's mood has recovered, but the payment amount displayed by the system is slightly painful.

"Early, it seems that I came in time. I'll make a bowl of fried rice with eggs." Before Yuan Zhou could finish his emotion, Sun Ming strode over and sat down and said.

"Okay, wait, I'll be right here." Yuan Zhou didn't hesitate, and went back to the kitchen to start frying.

Speaking of which, the things provided by the system are easy to use. Even though the store is small, it has been converted into an open kitchen, but there is no smell of oil smoke when fried rice, it should be said that there is no smoke.

The built-in gas stove emits a completely restrained flame, and you can't feel the heat when you stand beside it. Only when the oil in the pot emerges small bubbles can you find out that this is not a cold flame.

The pots are also easy to clean, and there are at least ten pots of different sizes, so Yuanzhou is very satisfied with this kitchen.

As for spatulas and spoons, these are even more varied, making them ideal for chefs.

"Eat your egg fried rice." Yuanzhou brought the egg fried rice.

"I didn't eat carefully yesterday, but today I have to eat more slowly." Sun Ming picked up the spoon, looked at Yuan Zhou and said.

"Okay, let's sit here after eating?"

"That won't work, you have to go back to open the store, come over at noon, and I'll bring the guests over for you." After Sun Ming finished speaking, he began to eat without waiting for Yuan Zhou to answer.

Sun Ming ate this egg fried rice for a whole hour, during which there were no customers as usual.

Satisfied, Sun Ming put down the spoon, closed his eyes, opened it after a while, and said with emotion, "This is simply enjoyment, it's so delicious, you don't have to worry about eating it if you have this hand."

"There is still room for improvement."

Yuan Zhou said with a smile, it's just that this is not humility, it's a fact, after all, he is a person with a system, and his goal is to be a chef.

"That's fine, my brother will eat here." Seeing Yuan Zhou's seriousness, Sun Ming looked forward to it even more.

"It's getting late, let's go to the store first, and lunch is coming." Seeing that it was half past ten, Sun Ming hurriedly gave the money and turned around and left.

"Slow down on the road, see you at noon."

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The clock pointed to twelve o'clock, and there were more people on the street outside the door. This time, Yuanzhou hung a blackboard outside the door that read "Egg Fried Rice", which finally let people know that this was a restaurant that sold food.

At this moment, a young man in a white undershirt and jeans walked in poking his head.

I looked around and found that only Yuan Zhou was standing in the open kitchen. He pouted. This family lived not far from here. He was so hungry after playing games that he was too lazy to order takeout. The small shops are crowded with people who get off work at noon, and almost every one has to wait for a long time.

When I turned around, I came here. I saw that there were no people on the street. I was excited. I saw the egg fried rice hanging on the door of Yuanzhou. The flower baskets were still at the door. It seemed that they were newly opened.

It's just that now I see that there is only the boss alone, and I don't know if it is not delicious, so I asked casually with the mentality of giving it a try.

"Boss, you only have egg fried rice? Is there anything else?"

Just before Yuan Zhou could answer, the young man immediately called out when he saw the price marked on the price list which was very obvious.

"Fuck, boss, your price is wrong, there are no decimal points."

"My egg fried rice is different. That's the price. Come and try it?" Yuan Zhou was not annoyed, and Cheng Zhu said calmly.

"Ha ha……"

After the young man heard Yuan Zhou say that the label was correct, he thought to himself that there was no one there. He was treating people as idiots. One egg fried rice cost 188. He looked at Yuan Zhou as if he was an idiot.

Turning around and leaving, the young man would rather queue up than be slaughtered as a fat sheep.

Yuan Zhou also beeped in his heart, how expensive is this price! This material is a royal offering. Ordinary people can't eat it anywhere else if it is not here. If he could, he would like to say that this is the legendary Xiangshui rice, but the reality is that since it is the royal offering, where did it come from? This can't be explained, so Yuan Zhou can only hold back like this.

The effect of the sign hanging on the door is that there are too many people. This time, a man in professional attire walked in, with a briefcase in his arm, wearing gold glasses, looking at a pair of elite men.

Elite men are white-collar workers who work in the office buildings behind the street. Regardless of how successful they are in dressing up, the work is easy. They also earn tens of thousands of monthly salary every month, but they are strictly controlled by their wives. The owner of 200 pocket money usually goes back to eat at noon, but last night, his wife had to go on a business trip for two days, so she gave an extra 200 yuan for lunch, so she went out to eat.

It's just that the elite men who haven't eaten out for a long time at noon forgot how crowded the restaurant at noon is. It's hard to make this street cleaner, and this one seems to be the least crowded. Although there is no signboard, it also says that they serve eggs. Fried rice, so came in without hesitation.

I came in and saw that the environment is not bad. There are few chairs and few people. There is only the boss. There are green plants with small flowers on both sides. The decoration is also simple and generous. Much better.

Seeing the elite man looking around with a satisfied look on his face, Yuan Zhou asked confidently, "Come to eat egg fried rice?"

"You only have egg fried rice?" the elite man asked while sitting on a clean high chair.

"Yes, the price list is on the wall." Yuan Zhou replied calmly.

The elite man turned his head and noticed that the three words on the price list were actually written in brush, with vigorous writing power, and then he noticed the price of egg fried rice. He was surprised at this.

"188? Ruble or Japanese yen?" The elite man didn't expect to accept foreign currency here, but he didn't know whether to accept renminbi or not, but after looking at the boss's dress, he thought maybe it was Japanese, so he asked.

"The price list is written in RMB, and foreign currency is not accepted here." Yuan Zhou replied calmly.

"188RMB?" The elite man calmly raised his hand and stroked his glasses.

"What? Even 188 can't afford it?" Seeing the elite man stand up, Yuan Zhou deliberately showed that he couldn't afford to eat it.

"Who said I... Yes, I can't afford it."

The elite man looked angry at first, then his momentum weakened, and he quickly walked out of the store, as if Yuanzhou opened some kind of black shop.

While walking, I thought about it, jokingly, if I used 188 to eat egg fried rice and my tigress knew about it and didn't pull out my own skin, I thought I would go faster.

These Yuanzhou are speechless. There are many fools in the world, and there are obviously not enough liars. Heaven, you lied to me!

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