Chapter 1152

Although there are still some old customers coming, the business in the store is deteriorating. Tomita Yuya took the account book and calculated that the turnover has dropped by 30%. This is not a small number. If this continues, after deducting the restocking fee and water and electricity bills, I will almost not be able to pay the rent!

Fortunately, this fried chicken nugget roll gave him hope that the commercial street could rise from the ashes.

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Early in the morning, when people passed by the entrance of the commercial street, they found that the usually sparsely populated commercial street had undergone great changes. The huge posters and neat stalls like an event and celebration attracted people's attention.

What is even more eye-catching is the long queue in front of the stall!

Human beings always have a herd mentality. When they see a queue, they automatically want to stand in front of it. Many people have no idea what is going on inside and just want to join in the fun.

When they got a little further inside, they realized that a new type of snack was on sale here.

"Viola Avenue Fried Chicken Roll?" Isn't Viola Avenue the name of this commercial street?

But put aside the aside for now, the smell of fried chicken nuggets tumbling in the oil pan has already made the people next to you unable to stop.

"This smells so good! I really want to eat it!"

"This cake...how was this cake made?"

"There's cheese in the chicken nuggets! It's hot! It burned me to death! But it's so delicious!"

Mizuto Yumei notified the company of high-quality chicken legs sent overnight, fully marinated them in her special marinade with soy sauce and chili as the center, and then added the twice-fried fried chicken pieces with loose leaf lettuce and Several kinds of herbs are wrapped in thousands of layers of paper-like special luxury hand cakes made by Yang Ming, and then sprinkled with sweet and spicy sauce added with fish sauce and black pepper! This is the real secret of Sumiredaori Chicken Nugget Roll!

The chicken is tender and delicious, wrapped in crispy hand pancakes, and when it touches the sauce, it becomes a perfect combination! Gravy, black pepper, and vegetables... one bite made every customer here feel happy!

As time goes by, the Viola Avenue Fried Chicken Nugget Roll has spread throughout the commercial street. Customers who have eaten it are calling their friends. All the shops in the commercial street are completely dark, and all the places where they can sit are already occupied. It was full of people.

Although you can eat on the go, many people have already decided to buy another after finishing their first chicken nugget roll. It's just that...the pain of waiting in line again really makes people immersed in a double helix of pain and happiness.

Because of this large-scale event in the commercial street, the store inside the station was deserted. After getting off the bus at the station, many people went straight to the commercial street. Some even asked the salesperson at Moxa House where they could buy Viola-dori fried chicken nugget rolls...

Looking at the crowds of people, Zhong Mozu felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, but the most bitter taste was there. God knows that such a drama will happen in the commercial street! In order to cope with the increasing sales, she ordered a large amount of chicken! If you can't sell this batch of chicken, all the previous profits will be lost!

Some people are happy, and others are sad. And who is worried? Of course some people will be happy.

For example, store manager Tomita, who was learning to make hand pancakes while contacting various business owners in the shopping street, really made his eyes slit with laughter...

"Will the store in the station never recover?" He chuckled, making Yang Ming keep shaking his head.

"How is that possible? It's impossible to take over a market with just one or two products. You see, today is just a fresh wave of energy. Tomorrow, there won't be so many people." The young man warned.

But the fact... gave Yang Ming a small slap in the face.

The next day was Saturday. After the crowds of people on the street yesterday, early in the morning, even before the shops in the commercial street opened, there were people queuing up outside the shops!

What's even more exaggerated is that there are actually people who buy it and don't eat it themselves, but sell it to others behind...

"Okay... get ready to get busy." Soma Yukihira gave Yang Ming and Mito Yumei a helpless look.

Before the store owners in the store learn how to make fried chicken nugget rolls, they are still responsible for the main process.

However, store manager Tomita has already promised them a share of the profits from the chicken nugget rolls sold in the future.

Looking at the huge sales volume in front of him... Yang Ming felt that he had done something great this time.

It was originally a very busy day, but seeing the popularity of the commercial street reverse and rise step by step, everyone felt happy in their hearts. Not only the owners of various shops in the commercial street, but also the old customers who are nostalgic for the past are all happy with this situation.

Xingping Soma was no exception. While he was busy frying chicken nuggets, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was an unknown number.

"Yang Ming, please keep an eye on this place. I'll take a call."

"Okay~" Yang Ming waved his hand and motioned for Xing Ping Soma to come into the store to pick him up.

After pressing the answer button, a deep voice came from the phone:

"You...are Souma Yukihira."

"Who are you?" Yukihira Souma glanced at the phone number inexplicably. Nowadays, sales calls are so rude, and they directly mention people by name? At any rate, let’s talk about Mr. Yukihira or something.

"Viola Avenue fried chicken roll...it's really interesting." The man on the other end of the phone still had the same condescending tone.

"Of course, but who are you?" Faced with a strange phone call, Yukihira Souma really didn't have that much time to chat with him. After all, the commercial street is now the busiest time with the most customers. I was so busy just now that my feet didn’t even touch the floor.

"I was the one who made Mozuya's brand plan to enter Tokyo." As if he sensed Yukihira Souma's impatience, the man over there got to the point, "I've heard about how you revitalized the commercial street. "

"It's wonderful," he added.

"So? Do you want to retaliate? Use a new plan to revitalize the station store or something?" Xingping Soma heard the first half of what the other party said, and immediately became defensive, and tried to talk something out of the other party's mouth.

"The guys at Moxa House are short-sighted. They thought they had a firm foothold in the early stage, so they refused further development plans. We have ended our cooperation long ago." The man over there chuckled, "If I really want to take on the commercial street If we do, do you think you can stop me?"