Chapter 66 The First Big Outbreak of Business

"Boss Yuan, what do you mean when it's sold out?" Wu Zhou felt that Boss Yuan really had an opinion on him, and it was definitely not an illusion.

"It literally means." Yuan Zhou spread his hands and said that it was as simple as that.

"The boss just opened this evening and sold out?" Zhuang Xinmu asked curiously.

"Watermelon juice is limited to 100 servings per day." Yuanzhou said the reason at once.

"Limited! Then why didn't you say it earlier, Boss Yuan, and didn't post a notice." Wu Zhou, whose girlfriend couldn't eat watermelon juice, began to mutter.

"Hey, I didn't say it." Yuan Zhou's tone was doubtful, but his face was expressionless, as if he was sure he had said it.

"I really didn't say it, so Boss Yuan is your fault and should be compensated." Wu Zhou answered quickly.

"There is no compensation." Yuan Zhou was as ruthless as ever.

"Boss Yuan, do you know that you look like you're not being beaten right now." Wu Zhou, who had heard of what happened earlier, mercilessly exposed his shortcomings.

"You can try." Yuan Zhou raised his muscular arm and said calmly.

Just kidding, Yuan Zhou himself is a chef anyway, throwing the pot hundreds of thousands of times a day, and his arm strength is very good, but Wu Zhou is a programmer, and in Yuan Zhou's eyes, he is vulnerable.

"It's alright, let's drink it next time." Zhuang Xinmu rescued the embarrassed Wu Zhou at the right time.

In terms of strength, Wuzhou is indeed not Yuanzhou's opponent.

Wuzhou sat back in his seat, letting his girlfriend start ordering food.

He also muttered in his mouth: "I used to have a friend who also took it like this, but now the grass on the tomb is three feet high."

Yuan Zhou, who felt that he had pulled back a round, was also in a particularly good mood, so he just pretended that he didn't hear it.

The three-hour business hours passed quickly, Yuan Zhou took off his apron and washed his hands with water.

The water rushes down, the fingers are slender and strong, and the small wounds make people not mistaken for the girl's hand.

Yuan Zhou, who washed his hands dozens of times a day, made another bowl of noodles in clear soup. As usual, after eating the noodles and leaving the noodle soup, he took the bowl and went out through the back door.

The path in the back alley was still dark, but Yuan Zhou, who was familiar with him, would not slip.

"You don't need to guard the gate for your noodle soup, it's fine." Yuan Zhou poured the noodle soup into the bowl of the teddy teddy.

However, Teddy was still the same. He glanced at the bowl more coldly than Yuanzhou, then lowered his head and continued to lie on his original position.

"You just stay here by yourself." After Yuan Zhou finished speaking, he took the bowl and turned back to his shop.

Misty Teddy raised his head slightly, watched Yuanzhou walk away, and then stood up, "Hahahaha" **** the noodle soup in the bowl, the dog's face showed a humanized expression of enjoyment.

After drinking the noodle soup, the hairy Teddy arched the small bowl back into his nest with his head, and brought something to cover it, it is best to walk forward leisurely.

Teddy is originally a small dog. Its real name itself is Poodle. Teddy is just the name of one of many beauty styles. Poodle is famous for hunting in water and is a water hound.

The hound is excellent and alert, and came to the main entrance of the Yuanzhou store. After dying and looking around, the poodle with mixed hair was lying on the front door, holding its small head, and looked very serious. .

And he refused to accept Yuanzhou's kindness that he didn't need a gatekeeper.

The weather in June, the child's face, and the starry night sky suddenly began to rain a little light, but the hairy Teddy seemed to be used to the rain. He didn't move his body and let the rain wet his hair. Skinny.

Fortunately, after a while, the rain stopped, the sky slowly cleared, and the sky began to brighten. It was not until the sun rose from the horizon that Teddy stood up, shook his hair, and the water was scattered along the way, and then he walked steadily. He walked back to his snakeskin bag and began to lie down and rest.

"Is it here?" A group of people came from a distance, about 30 people, noisily and lively,

A girl who seemed to be the leader said.

"Well, it should be, there is no name, and the address is correct." The handsome and gentle man in white casual clothes took out his mobile phone and confirmed it.

Seeing that this person was confirmed, someone immediately shouted, "Since the heroic local tyrant has been confirmed, there must be no problem."

"Yes, I also looked at it, it is indeed here." Someone began to echo.

This group should be the audience in Mengmeng's live broadcast listening to their respective names, and it seems that they should be led by local heroes.

"What if the hero hasn't opened the door yet?" asked the girl who took the lead just now.

"It's half past eight now and the door should be open soon." The handsome and gentle man raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said in a certain tone.

"Then we'll wait for a while." The girl said soothingly to the anxious person behind.

The local tyrant hero is called Ling Hong, he looks good, and he is really a local tyrant. He owns a publishing company, and his family is also rich. In his spare time, he is not eating, drinking, or watching other people eat, drink, and have fun. The watermelons used in the state are so good, I decided to come and try.

As soon as the group called, there were still a lot of people willing to come, but the hero was only the first group to stand.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a bunch of people around the door, and the discussion was in full swing. Yuan Zhou was shocked by this scene. Although there were people waiting to open the door before, most of them were not more than ten. One is that Yuanzhou usually only opens for an hour in the morning, and basically closes when it arrives late. After many times, it waits for noon or evening to come.

Of course, apart from Wu Hai, Wu Hai, who lived across the street, was always the one where Yuan Zhou just opened the door and went out to have breakfast there.

The thirty or so people who were attracted by the sound of the door opening were all looking at Yuan Zhou, as if they had seen a real-life idol.

Faced with such a situation, Yuan Zhou said calmly, "Come in for dinner, and the rest line up."

Turn around and leave.

"The boss really has a personality." The girl who took the lead looked at Yuan Zhou, who was quiet and indifferent.

"Indeed, I don't know if the food is really that delicious. Every time I see Mengmeng eating here, I drool." This time it was ID eating the panda's bamboo.

This person is also not bad for money. He often gives Mengmeng a plane and the like on the Internet.

"Go ahead and talk about it." The hero, Ling Hong, walked into the store first.

As soon as he looked around, he turned his eyes away and concentrated on the menu at the back.

"Boss Yuan, are there any soup dumplings today?" Wu Hai came in from the door and asked.

"Yes, but you should line up." Yuan Zhou pointed to the twenty or thirty people lining up behind Wu Hai.

"I'm just asking, I'll definitely line up." Wu Hai said, and in the eyes of everyone, he went to the end and lined up obediently.

"Boss, I want to order everything on the menu." Hao Ru Linghong definitely wanted to order them all.

"I'm sorry to only provide soup dumplings this morning." Yuan Zhou gestured to the steaming bamboo steamer behind him.

"It doesn't matter, I'll pay for it, and you'll be responsible for it." Ling Hong came here to eat, how could he not be able to eat, he sat down and said.

"I'm sorry, but it still won't work." Yuan Zhou didn't care about the money at all.

Hey, he still doesn't believe it today.

Ling Hong directly used a unique move...

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