Shi Chunlai's face showed a hint of anger, then a hint of sarcasm, a ferocious smile, and then sneered indifferently.

"Haha, that's how you can..."

"No!"

Ma Tianyao smiled seriously, then approached him and spoke lightly.

"You'd better not open a restaurant, otherwise I'll let you know how stupid you are!"

Shi Chunlai suddenly felt that the short-haired girl in front of him was a little scary. He was a little panicked and couldn't help but take two steps back, and then pretended to be calm and spoke a little sarcastic.

"I'm just doing catering. Don't you sell white porridge? I'll sell it too. Let's see who's business is better!"

"Haha, I have backbone! OK, I'll wait for you!!!"

...

Ma Tianyao finally got angry. She looked at the signboard of the Ma family kitchen above her head and frowned.

The shop opposite is the same as the shop, both of which are in the triangle and the area inside is the same large.

After finishing my work in the morning, Ma Tianyao went in and watched the keys when she got the keys, but the sofa, TV, coffee table and so on inside were all emptied, leaving only three bedrooms and one living room.

It was originally going to be renovated, but Ma Tianyao was afraid of repeating the same mistakes, and the task time was not allowed, so that was it.

I just connected a large smoke exhaust pipe to the living room, and then used the living room as a kitchen, and the tables, chairs and benches were sold in the second-hand market, leaving only three or four tables for the store.

There is no table at this moment, so guests who come to eat don’t have to queue up. When they come, they will use a large disposable cup to serve porridge and stand at the door to eat directly.

There were no tables in rows of people squatting to eat, and no one laughed at anyone.

The sales volume of cold porridge is better than the previous ten yuan. Of course, it is not because these people from other places are rich, but because there are too many people suddenly coming in, the supply of these food sellers is in short supply, and the price changes too much.

It would be better to spend fifteen dollars to eat a bowl of cold porridge for five dollars.

She now also learned to seize the opportunity. Once the cold porridge is ready, she will hand it over to Shi Xiaoxiao to sell it, and she will continue to make it.

As for white porridge, it is still eaten for two yuan, but it is only sold for two times in the morning and evening.

The so-called things are both good and bad. These outsiders suddenly flocked to Meadows, which not only allowed countless shop owners to be driven away and countless tenants to be driven away, but of course there were also benefits.

I won’t mention the nonsense about promoting the prosperity and development of the town’s economy. I will talk about Ma Tianyao’s mission. These people did not come before, and they would only have to make a thousand payments a day.

But as soon as these outsiders arrived, her business exploded.

"Boss, your cold porridge is really unique. I have traveled around the world and visited many places, but I have never eaten this porridge. It tastes really good."

A man with glasses from other places praised this, and other guests who had eaten for the first time nodded and agreed.

"Yes, I didn't expect that there was such good porridge in this small place. I was afraid that I wouldn't be used to the food here."

"This price is not expensive. I tasted it and it seemed like I added honey, which tasted good for my health..."

...

These city people from other places who came from other places complained that they had no stools or tables at first, but there were too many people later, so they simply followed the locals and squatted on the side of the road with their rice bowls. They couldn't squat? Those who couldn't squat sat. It was already a blessing to be able to eat hot meals at this time.

The second group of outsiders who flocked in made the town boil again. The streets of the town were noisy, all the restaurants were full, and even the business of setting up street stalls and selling food was unprecedentedly popular.

The funniest thing is the boss who bought the grilled sausages at the time. Some people lined up to eat, so they even wrapped the grilled sausages.

It’s no wonder Shi Chunlai has been far away from pyramid schemes and wants to come back to open a store to sell food. This profit is much more profitable than 1040, and it is faster.

Shi Xiaoxiao was so addicted to it. She took out the loudspeaker that had been pulling out the hatred and stood at the door of the hotel and shouted a few words from time to time to the guests lined up outside.

"Hey, hey, that guy who looks like a slutty is strictly forbidden to go to the back!"

...

"Everything is fast, your feet are moving! I took the cold porridge and went to squat and eat. There is no stool here..."

...

"Everyone brings their own change, we don't look for change here!"

...

After seven o'clock in the evening, a vast army of students rushed over again.

"Raise the duck!"

"I, Cao, who broke the store?"

"No way? Where can I eat now?"

...

The first group of students who rushed over saw the original store and the glass slag on the ground collapsed on the spot, and then someone shouted.

"Look, move to the opposite side."

Hulala...

All the students rushed towards the opposite side again.

What surprised Ma Tianyao was that she didn't expect that at 8 o'clock in the evening, Shi Chunlai actually set up a stove in the store to make porridge.

but……

The price he posted was a bit touching.

Shi Chun saw the booming business of other stalls, and was so envious that he planned to take the store and prepare to open it, but he didn't expect that when Ma Tianyao left, he smashed the lights and glass in the store.

He wasted more than an hour and finally finished cleaning up. Then, when he went back to prepare the things, he realized that this TM was not just open.

He doesn't know how to cook catering at all, the only thing he can do is to make porridge.

According to what he thought, there are so many people, no matter how good or bad they are, as long as they are cooked, they will sell a bowl of five or eight yuan, so why don’t they rush to buy it?

But unexpectedly, if you want to make porridge, you have to prepare a stove. There are tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans, packaging boxes, napkins, disposable chopsticks, spoons, etc.

After he prepared everything, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time, everyone who should eat had eaten, and even local students who had finished their meals went back to their place to live.

Looking at the seven pots of white rice porridge, Shi Chunlai was crazy.

At first, he was confidently waiting for the guests to come with his legs crossed, but he couldn't wait until he could see anyone coming, and finally he couldn't sit still.

"Son, your price is too high, why don't you try selling it cheaper?"

Today, Old Man Shi and his wife came to help his son with their enthusiasm. The old couple wore an apron and praised him to their neighbors as soon as they left.

"Yo, Brother Niu, haha, my son has opened a shop, I'll go and help him."

...

"Kobayashi, my son has opened a shop. Remember to go over if you eat..."

...

"Old Zhang, my son is promising now, and he has opened a store..."

...

Just about one hundred meters away, the old couple almost praised his son's success to others. When they walked to the entrance of the village, they met the fool Li, but they didn't let it go.

"Idiot, do you know? My son is back, he is promising, he has opened a store..."

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Chapter completed!