Ouyang Jiarui's eyes widened, full of fear, "Master, it's better for me to go. Well... I have a map on my phone. If that doesn't work, I can still ask for directions."

Rice noodles are relatively simple for pasta, and he has been learning from his master for so long, so he has no problem cooking rice noodles, and he can make them more delicious than ordinary people.

But if you make it like Master, after the food is cooked, it will not damage the taste of the food itself. Each ingredient will retain its own characteristics. He won't!

To avoid damaging Master's sign, let him deliver it.

If this ruins Master's brand, it will not only damage Master's reputation, it will directly step out of Master's door!

Yunsu nodded, "Okay then."

Then she took out a key from her pocket and said, "I'll give you the car key. You can ride a tricycle. It's faster."

Ouyang Jiarui took the things, shook his head and stepped back, "No, no need, Master, I'll ride a shared electric scooter. Shared electric scooters are also pretty fast."

Not everyone can ride this tricycle. He feels that riding a tricycle is more difficult than driving a car.

Just sitting inside made him nervous. If he rode a bicycle, he really couldn't guarantee that he would come back as well as when he went there.

For his own safety and the safety of others, he should ride a car he can control.

Yunsu nodded, "That's fine, then please pay attention to your safety."

Ouyang Jiarui nodded and said, "Okay, Master."

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While Yunsu was preparing rice noodles for the teacher, Ouyang Jiarui had already taken out all the side dishes and placed them neatly on the table.

She checked the time and found that it was still a while before the market opened. Moreover, most of her diners had to work overtime and would not come so early.

After a busy day today, she was angered by her apprentice again. She just took this opportunity to take a good rest.

As a result, before I had rested long, people came to the stall.

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Zhong Wenlun is active in various software and has less than 10,000 fans on the Internet. He considers himself a small Internet celebrity.

Very diligent and shoot jokes every day.

Food shopping has become quite popular on the Internet recently, and he plans to follow suit.

But he was reluctant to spend money, so he planned to find some cheap roadside stalls and explore the roadside stalls first.

The place with the most roadside stalls in Yun City is Yanhua Street.

He despises the more common ones, such as hand cakes and egg-filled cakes.

Wanting to find some special delicacies, I walked to Yunsu.

When he stepped forward, he saw someone moving in the stall. There was a recliner under her body, and her face was covered with a hat, as if she was asleep.

Zhong Wenlun looked around and nodded. There were no customers here. No wonder the boss fell asleep out of boredom.

An idea flashed in his mind, God was really helping me!

After all, he is also an Internet celebrity. The boss who has no customers needs the most high-quality and low-price Internet celebrity like him to advertise to increase his popularity.

Then can he take advantage of the fact that there are few people now and have a good discussion with his boss about cooperation?

Just after following the trend, no, just after transformation, a business came in. He rubbed his hands excitedly, there was no stopping good luck.

I don’t have many fans, but I still have hundreds of living fans.

Not all hundreds of people come, but as long as a hundred people come, the boss can make a lot of money.

After thinking about it, Zhong Wenlun stepped forward and knocked on the table.

Yunsu opened his eyes and stood up immediately. His voice was cold and not as enthusiastic as the other bosses, "What can I eat?"

Zhong Wenlun smiled mysteriously, leaned forward, and whispered: "Boss, I have a cooperation that I want to talk to you about."

Yunsu was still a little confused when she woke up. Her words to eat something were purely a conditioned reflex. Now that she was thinking about the man's words carefully, she really didn't understand what he was talking about.

"What?"

Zhong Wenlun: "What are you selling here?" Why doesn't there even be a brand?

Yunsu took out the whiteboard from under the table, erased the sold out words on the back of her products, and placed it on the table, "You can see for yourself."

Zhong Wenlun looked at the whiteboard, then at Yunsu, at the whiteboard, then at Yunsu.

Finally, he swallowed hard and said, Oh my god, is this boss okay?

The prices of eggs and drinks are acceptable, but rice noodles are so expensive! What on earth does she want to do?

She has no customers here and yet she dares to sell it so expensively. Does she want to do business?

"Boss, you can't do this. If you want to do business, you can't sell it so expensively."

"Listen to me and change the price to a lower price first. Even if you are not good at cooking, some people will try it because it is cheaper."

Yunsu blinked, was this person teaching him how to do things?

He just taught himself how to do things, but he also said that he is not good at cooking? Is he afraid there is some misunderstanding?

If she is not good at cooking, are there any people in the world who are good at cooking?

This is really not her arrogance, she is just stating the facts.

Seeing that the boss didn't answer him and didn't seem to understand what he meant, Zhong Wenlun continued.

"Your place is so remote, it's hard for customers to come here, and your prices are so expensive, there won't be any business. I'm a food blogger, work with me, and I can bring your stall back to life."

Afraid of being rejected, he quickly answered, "Don't worry, my price is not high."

Yunsu blinked. He was afraid that he was overthinking it. He had no intention of advertising at all. Moreover, how did he know that his business was poor?

Yunsu opened her mouth and was about to refuse when she saw him taking out his mobile phone.

He came closer to Yunsu and said, "This is my Weibo. I have more than 2,000 fans on Weibo now. Look at the comments below, there are more than 50. Let me tell you, there are many accounts with millions of fans.

Not as many comments as I do.”

After saying that, he opened his Xiaoyin software again, "This is my short video software. Although there are only a few hundred fans on it, this is because I just opened the account not long ago. After a long time, my fans will definitely

It won’t be just that, by then it won’t be a problem to have 100,000, 1,000,000, or even 10 million fans.”

Then, he opened the Slow Hand software, "Look at my two works on this software, and I already have thousands of fans. I am a potential stock. Believe me, please ask me to advertise now.

It's like investing, and you'll get high returns before long."

He actually had the most slow-motion works, but he deleted them all, leaving only two videos with the most views.

He didn't feel guilty at all when he said these words. If the stall owner wanted to advertise, he would really believe him.

He also wanted to open other websites, but Yunsu quickly stopped him: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, and I don't have the money to advertise. I'm very poor."
Chapter completed!