Chapter 147 Developed

Seeing this, the woman froze for a moment, and then shouted loudly, "I'm buying finger cakes, so it's none of your business."

The citizens did not back down, they had a good impression of Master Lin's hand-cooked cakes, and now that outsiders are bullying them, how can they hold back.

"Why isn't it our business? Anorexia is your daughter's business. Master Lin has no reason to pay for you. If you want to buy it, come in line. If you don't buy it, just leave."

"It's really one thing to think of yourself. If you talk to Master Lin in a nice way, we will help you. As for now, you can go as far as your thoughts go. Don't be presumptuous here. We all Not good stubble."

The citizens pointed at the woman and reprimanded them.

They are used to buying finger cakes at Master Lin's place, but now it's good, just come here, just like the uncle, and they want to tear down the shop? If she dares to take it apart, they will definitely not let it go.

"You...you..." The woman looked at the situation in front of her, and finally left angrily. Of course, she still felt a little guilty. How could she have imagined that these citizens who came to buy hand pancakes were as if they were possessed by demons.

at the corner.

The women got into the car.

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't buy it." The woman said.

This one is always the chairman of Yuehai Hotel. Since the food supervision bureau took the ingredients back, he asked the chefs in the hotel to start researching this mysterious finger cake.

When those chefs saw this list, they also looked confused. What are they doing? They are all chefs who graduated from regular prestigious schools. Now they are asked to study this finger cake in the kitchen every day. In their view, it is simply overkill.

But when Mr. Zhang spoke, they didn't listen to them, and they immersed themselves in the research for several days. They didn't know how many hand pancakes they studied in the past few days, but in the end they didn't meet Mr. Zhang's taste, and they all passed.

They were puzzled, what kind of finger cakes did Mr. Zhang want? The finger cakes they made were extremely delicious. Sometimes they tasted good after eating them, but Mr. Zhang took a bite. Finally, he shook his head, still not satisfied.

Although they work for Mr. Zhang, they also have the dignity of a chef. They have worked so hard for so many days to make hand pancakes, but they are still not satisfied? Doesn't this despise their level?

In the kitchen of Yuehai Hotel.

A group of chefs were working hard, and one of the chefs was displeased, "What the hell is Mr. Zhang doing? Every day, let us take this list to configure the seasoning ratio of hand-cooked pancakes. If we are not satisfied, you can say a hand-cooked pancake." Grabbing cakes, could it be possible to make flowers?"

A fat chef said, "No, I heard that the pancakes at the store on Yunli Street taste very good. Mr. Zhang wanted us to develop them after eating the pancakes from that store."

"Heh, how delicious is a finger pancake? Can it still be expensive? It's been a few days? Let alone read this list, I can memorize it by heart. I can't help it. You can make it yourself, even if Mr. Zhang fired me, and I accepted." The chef said dissatisfied.

The other chefs looked at each other and didn't know what to do. Mr. Zhang sometimes got angry because they couldn't get the pancakes out in time.

"Come here, I have something to tell you." A skinny chef said.

The other chefs didn't know what was going on, but they also gathered around.

Discussed for a while.

"No, this won't work. If it is found out, something will happen."

"It's okay, just put a little bit. How many of those hot restaurants don't add some, and it doesn't do much harm to the human body."

"But that doesn't work either. What if you find out? You'll be in jail."

"This won't work, that won't work, what can I do then? Mr. Zhang is urging me to death, just take a small amount, and absolutely nothing will happen. I have done it before, and there is really nothing wrong with it."

"Forget it, let's put it down. I've already made this finger cake so much that I feel like throwing up. If I continue to make it, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it anymore. Besides, if something happens, it has nothing to do with us. We just have to insist that we don't know. Yet?"

At this moment, a group of chefs agreed one by one after being forced to do nothing by Mr. Zhang. How could they not know this stuff in this line of work.

This is a great prop to improve the taste. Now those hot chain stores, you said they didn't put these things? They really don't believe it.

At least two out of ten companies did just that.

Those that make you have endless aftertaste after eating, and the more you eat, the more you want to eat, that must be it.

"Then where is this placed?"

"Put it in the seasoning, even if it is a secret sauce, if Mr. Zhang asks for the recipe, we will not give it first."

"Row……."

....

Cloud Street!

Standing in front of the booth, Lin Fan knew that this matter might not be over yet, and the follow-up situation would definitely be more complicated, but he had to be steady, he had to be steady.

The ten servings of finger cakes were finished in no time.

The queen mother was not ordered, and she looked disappointed, while looking at the people around who bought finger cakes, she really wanted to buy finger cakes from them.

But the scalper hidden in it offered a high price to buy it, which was not something she could afford.

Full of disappointment.

"Boss, can you give me a plastic bag." At this time, a teenager who looked like a student stood in front of Lin Fan and asked.

Lin Fan didn't know what the other party was going to do, but he still took out a plastic bag.

The young man tore open the pancake in half, and then came to the Queen Mother, "Auntie, here are you..."

The Queen Mother stared at the half of the finger cake in her hand, and was stunned for a moment.

The boy smiled, "Auntie, goodbye..."

Did not stay, turned and left.

Lin Fan looked at this scene, and also smiled. Sometimes, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, and there are no obstacles in life. As it is now, there are actually quite a few kind-hearted people.

And Lin Fan's limit of ten finger cakes is also to protect himself, and he doesn't want to be involved in this whirlpool. If he opens his mouth, it will be really bad.

Wu Tianhe didn't know when he came to Lin Fan's side, "This child will have a calamity, it should be a calamity of death."

Lin Fan said with a smile: "For the rest of your life after the catastrophe, there will be great blessings, good at distinguishing the true from the false, people are divided into two sides, what is given will be rewarded, the law of nature recurs, and blessings continue."

Tian Shengun shook his head, "You guys are still in the mood to watch this, you don't think about yourself yet."

Lin Fan smiled, "Okay, it's okay, these situations are only temporary, we can do whatever we want, why do we think so much?"

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inside the car.

"Mr. Zhang, the finger cake has been developed, you can come and try it."

Mr. Zhang is still worried. If he invests so much manpower, he will lose a lot if he doesn't succeed. He was very excited when he received the call.

"Okay, okay, I'll be back now."

This news made Mr. Zhang feel that all the dark clouds above his head had dissipated, and the beautiful morning sun shone in. He couldn't wait to go back and see what the situation was like.

If it is really developed, it will really make a fortune.

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