Chapter 18: joke?

In fact, Yang Song has already prepared not to say too much here, just a faint counterattack. After all, his business is better not to be said.
Chen Donglai's face changed, and he was about to continue to fight back, when suddenly a shout of surprise came from the side.
"The gluten king? I actually saw you here! Would you like to set up a stall tonight?"
Everyone was stunned, especially Yang Song. His first reaction should have known that he was calling himself, but his own names seemed to be many! What kind of grilled gluten, BBQ king, I didn’t expect a gluten king to pop out this time, so helpless!
Yang Song turned around and said, "My name is Yang Song, I have set up a stall today! I have already closed the stall!"
That young man is a young man who often comes to Yangsong to buy things. It seems that his surname is Liu. Everyone calls him Xiaoliu, "Are you so early today? I thought you would come tonight! I was about to try my luck." ! See if I can find you!"
Indeed, Yang Song thought carefully, setting up a stall on his own simply ran over when there was time, and only sold a hundred bunches at a time. Everyone had to hurry up, otherwise they might really not be able to buy them.
"Let's do this! Next time I write a sign, and I will write it up when I set up the stall the next day, and everyone will not be too confused!" Yang Song gave a solution like this after a simple thought.
But Xiaoyan shook his head and took out his phone from his trouser pocket, "Boss Yang, it's so troublesome! Because we couldn't find your booth, we formed a group. Every time someone saw it, they would shout in the group and wait for you. Come in, shout before opening the stall, don’t we all know it?"
"Alright!" Yang Song nodded, took out his mobile phone, and asked Xiao Liu to invite himself to join the prestige group.
In the prestige group.
Roasted gluten-poplar
Koyanagi: Attention, everyone! This newcomer is the gluten king! I just met him and brought him to the group!
Flying Life: Fuck! really? Then it will be convenient!
Work hard: it should be like this long ago! Didn't you do this so soon? "
Xixi's mother: You said so much, why didn't you invite you?
Foodie Fairy: Oh, it’s not because the roasted gluten is so delicious, have you forgotten it? Besides, the boss is always fascinating, and finding him is enough trouble, where are there so many other thoughts!
Credit card agent Xiao Wang: Where's the boss? Come out and talk, we have made so much money, so let's spit it out! Send a red envelope!
Koyanagi: Stop arguing, everyone. The boss is having dinner with his classmates. Let's talk about it later!
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After returning to Man Jianghong, Xiaoliu pulled Yang Song into the group, and then he wanted to leave with satisfaction, but was suddenly stopped by Wu Bin.
"Handsome guy, I want to ask, is Yang Song's roasted gluten really so delicious? You are so reluctant to give up."
When Wu Bin said this, he deliberately glanced at Chen Donglai. The latter's face became darker. He said before that he could not make money, but now the customer came directly to him, and he was disappointed that he didn't eat the roasted gluten. Look like.
Xiaoyan heard this, but shook his head thoughtfully. Chen Donglai saw this scene and finally heaved a sigh of relief. It didn't look so delicious.
"It's not delicious, but super invincible and delicious! I tell you, I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have eaten such delicious food for the first time, and now I feel uncomfortable without eating for a day!" Koyanagi said , And deliberately showed an expression of wanting to stop.
what? Chen Donglai's complexion became stiff, before he had time to make an expression, Wang Xu glanced at him, then smiled and asked, "How come you need ten dollars for such a delicious roasted gluten?"
"Ten yuan? Are you kidding me?" Koyanagi seemed to have heard something very funny, and shook his head: "I tell you, the boss’s grilled gluten is a bunch of 100 yuan! And he only sells 100 bunches a day. Demand exceeds supply every day!"
Damn it! A bunch of one hundred dollars! A hundred strings a day still in short supply? In this way, the third child can make 10,000 yuan a day?
Yang Song secretly said that it was not good, and now everyone knows it, he has to explain it!
As soon as Chen Donglai heard this, he suddenly collapsed on his chair, because he remembered something. When Yang Song’s boss ran away, he left him a barbecue truck. Yang Song was the first person to find himself. I don't know how to do this, and I want to let myself help. After all, I have done something like this before, but at the beginning, the lion opened his mouth and said that he would give him five thousand yuan a month, so he would come to help, otherwise it would be fine.
In fact, Chen Donglai thought it was impossible for Yang Song to do it at the beginning, so he didn't bother to waste time. He deliberately said casually that Yang Song had no money at that time. Of course, he couldn't agree to it, so he had to go by alone.
I even laughed at him and didn't know what he could do, but now it seems that I don't know Taishan.
Wang Xu was completely stunned. After a long time he came back to his senses, and muttered: "Ten thousand yuan a day? Three hundred thousand yuan a month? Baked gluten is so profitable. Is it useful for me to sell roasted gluten now?"
"The third child, don't forget how good your boss is to you in the future! You have to rely on you to develop!" Wu Bin swallowed hard, glanced at the dishes on the table, and suddenly thought of something. Shouted.
"Boss, five catties of spicy fried bamboo rats!"
"Good Le!"
This dish is the most expensive dish in Manjianghong restaurant. It costs two hundred yuan per catty. You have ordered it once before, but it’s too little. There are too many bones and little meat. Everyone hasn’t had enough. Now that you know there is a big boss, you definitely can’t Save money, eat enough!
Xiaoliu obviously didn't know that his classmate didn't know about this, so he greeted Yang Song and left.
Yang Song looked at everyone helplessly, saw Chen Donglai's expression, smiled, and asked: "Chen Donglai, or if I invest you five thousand yuan, you also sell roasted gluten? Maybe it can be so prosperous. !"
This did not mean to mock Chen Donglai, but Yang Song knew that the conditions in his home were not good, he had been working-study, and everyone was in the same dormitory. Yang Song is rich now, so naturally he hopes to help.
Although there was some discomfort between the two, Yang Song, a student in the dormitory, would not blush because of a trivial matter.
It didn't make much sense for them to say more before, because they might think they were bragging, but now it's fine, there is a Xiaoyan who will lose the understanding, and it can be regarded as an indirect help to explain clearly.
However, what surprised Yang Song was that Chen Donglai finally couldn't help it when he heard Yang Song's words. He snorted, stood up, and left directly.
A few people hurriedly tried to persuade him, but he didn't even turn his head and flung his sleeves and left.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.
In the end, it was Wang Xu's active atmosphere that got better.
Yang Song and the others continued to eat, drink, and drink. After having a good time, Wu Bin took a sip of beer and sighed with relief, and asked curiously.
"Lao San, why is your roasted gluten so expensive?"
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