Not only are there many people, but it is also at its peak.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Park Seung-chang was wearing dark circles. He had not been sleeping for a day and a night. Looking at the crowds of people outside, he took a few more photos and posted them on his personal social network.

[There are too many guests, I haven't slept for a day and a night. I'm so tired, but very happy.]

Hearing this, the comment section exploded again, and fans of Bangcui Country were very excited.

"Our chef in Bangmao Country is more powerful..."

"Teacher Park, please be careful of your health!"

"Teacher Park is the most powerful!"

...

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Park Seung-chang was cooking porridge in the kitchen.

...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Park Seung-chang was still cooking porridge in the kitchen.

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At 8 o'clock in the evening, Park Seung-chang was cooking porridge in the kitchen.

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At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Park Seung-chang was still cooking porridge in the kitchen.

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At 2:30 in the morning, Park Seung-chang was hospitalized at the Third Hospital of the University Town...

He insisted on selling white porridge for the poor students for two days and two nights without sleeping for two days and two nights. It has to be said that Park Seung-chang is also a talented person.

When he woke up, it was already the next afternoon. The first thing he did when he woke up was to take a few photos of himself with his cell phone, and then immediately send it to his personal social interaction.

[I didn't expect that the customers in China liked the dishes I cooked so much. There were too many people in the store, so I couldn't bear to let the customers wait, so I insisted on cooking for two days and two nights and didn't sleep. Finally I got tired in the hospital...]

"Don't work so hard. You have proved yourself. Come back and don't cook for them anymore."

"Yes, you are our hero and have proved how outstanding you are."

...

In the comment section, everyone is feeling sorry for their idol.

"Mr. Park, the waiter said there were still customers waiting at the door of the store and were unwilling to leave..."

Hearing the assistant's words, Park Seung-chang shivered and his cell phone was scared. He swore that if he could, he would never cook white porridge in his life.

"Tell the people in the store to pay some money for the people in line and drive them away..."

"this……"

The assistant frowned and Park Seung-chang waved his hand weakly.

"If I continue to do it, I have to post an obituary. Hurry up and let these people disappear for me. I will never want to see them again in my life."

"Then our Tianxiangju..."

"Don't worry about Tianxiangju for now. I want to have a good rest. I feel like I'm dying..."

...

The next day, Tianxiangju suspended business.

Park Seung-chang originally thought it was easy to use to hide the truth. Although he was defeated in the store, he transformed himself into a national hero with a few photos.

But unexpectedly, he was hiding the truth, and others also took the opportunity to cut off the firewood.

Before he could be discharged from the hospital, news media revealed that he was cheating on major websites in Bangcui Country.

[... The chef god Park Seung-chang went to challenge the signature dish. Someone revealed that Park Seung-chang's business in Tianxiangju was not good. In order to win over customers, Park Seung-chang launched a special white porridge of one cent, deliberately creating the illusion of crowded people and full of customers. He took photos and deceived the Chinese people...]

News posts were overwhelming, and for a moment, all keyboard warriors in Bangcui Country were angry. If the news was posted by China, they might even say that the other party was framed and smeared, but this was released by the authoritative media of their own country.

"Scammer! No wonder the business is so good. One cent per bowl of white porridge, how can the business be bad?"

"Although we are called Bangmao Country, don't really think we are Bangmao!"

"It's so embarrassing. The chef god actually sold a dime of white porridge, which completely ruined the face of our country!"

...

Park Seung-chang, who didn't know the situation, was still lying in the hospital to rest. After the rest was over, he returned to the store to look at the account book and cried again.

The store has not sold other dishes these two days, and it is just selling white porridge.

It means that he has done nothing in the past two days and has made white porridge for others for two days. As for his income, he has a penny and a bowl of money, and the coins in his table and pockets are filled with all the penny coins.

"Mr. Park...our store..."

The assistant asked respectfully, Park Seung-chang sighed at the gangster who was in the table, waved his hand at him and said.

"Oh, it seems that this price reduction is not very effective..."

"Yes, Mr. Park, we have lowered the price. Although we have attracted a large number of customers,... but these attract customers who do not affect the signature dish business. People go to the high end and we go to the low end, but they will not affect them at all. In the end, you are so tired that you are hospitalized."

Park Seung-chang nodded.

"Well, I thought about this, so I decided to change my strategy and we will also take the high-end route this time."

“High-end?”

"Well, I think it's unlikely to defeat her with Chinese food. After all, this is my weakness and her strengths, so I still have to make dishes from our country! Today you clean up the store first, I'll think about the menu carefully, and we'll also make a few classic signature dishes!"

...

The next day, Tianxiangju posted a notice of the store upgrade.

Three days later, Tianxiangju reopened.

Sure enough, the customer of the signature dish was stolen again.

As soon as it opened, a line was re-queued at the door of Tianxiangju.

"I heard that this restaurant sells authentic Bangqiu national cuisine, I want to try it!"

"So too, I'm tired of eating signature dishes every day, so change the taste."

...

As soon as there were many customers, Park Seung-chang started to shake again. This time, he took videos directly in the store, took photos of the customers, menus, and prepared dishes, and then organized them into sets and placed them on his personal social network.

"I finally won a game back this time."

"We should sell our Bangqiu Country's food."

"Looking at these Chinese people, they still like the dishes from Bangcui Country!"

...

Seeing that all the customers in the store were going to the next door, the bald uncle and Ling Yun looked at each other, and then ran to Zhaixing Tower to find Ma Tianyao.

"Tianyao, you really have to do it this time."

"Yes, Master, Park Seung-chang suddenly seems to have become smarter and no longer sells our dishes. Instead, he specializes in authentic Bangchi national cuisine. His cooking skills are very exquisite, we are afraid..."

Ma Tianyao thought about it for a while and said with a smile.

"Okay, since he wants to attack his own weaknesses with his own strengths, then we will attack his own strengths with his own weaknesses. You two will support me in Zhaixing Tower in the past two days, and I will go to the signature dish to play with him."

After saying that, Ma Tianyao took off her apron, and ten minutes later, she was in the signature vegetable store.

"Song Xing, have you got the other party's menu?"

"I got the boss and Park Seung-chang sold four dishes in total, namely seaweed rice, purple potato sushi, cold noodles, and pork belly bibimbap."

"Okay, go get paper and pen and post notifications. We also sell these four dishes, and the prices are half of his! Since he is not at ease, I will make him feel uncomfortable. He dares to run the signature dishes and does not consider himself. Jin Huimin, and I will go into the kitchen! By the way, call immediately and ask Feng Lei to bring a group of people back for training."

"yes!"

Jin Huimin agreed, and Song Xing hurriedly went to find paper and pen to write a new notice.

Ten minutes later, the notice at the door of the signature dish was posted, and the guests queuing outside were lit after seeing it.

"I, Boss Ma, is going to start a war with Tianxiangju head-on!"

"Will Boss Ma begs to make Bangcui Country's special dishes? Will he suffer a lot..."

"That's not necessarily the case. Boss Ma is the world's chef god. He also cooked Western food and other special dishes in other countries during the competition, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Let's go and support Boss Ma!"
Chapter completed!