Chapter 2006: If you want to eat porridge, just pay

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Tusk glanced at Zhou Hao with some envy, muttering in his mouth: "Should I also worship Mr. Ye as a master?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feng across the stared eyes: "Think beautiful!"
Suddenly scared Tusca buried his head back in the bowl.
Leng Feng certainly cannot make Tusca Baiyehong a teacher.
After all, he is Ye Hong apprentice in name, if his apprentice worships Ye Hong as a teacher, wouldn't he be the same class as Tuska?
This messy relationship is absolutely necessary!
Jiang Yi didn't join the farce, but ate three big bowls of porridge in a row.
After being discovered by Tusca and Zhou Hao, it was inevitable that there was another robbery.
"Ding! Culinary skills are welcomed, cooking ability +1!"
And while Ye Hong and others were happily in the store, the people passing by couldn't help but stop.
"Did you smell it?"
"It smells so good!"
More and more people are attracted by the congee from the shop.
At first, it was just a neighbor in the neighborhood, but slowly it was a person in Yantang Street. In the end, even the other people who came to Yantang Street couldn't help but step into the store.
Jiang Yi hurriedly explained to these people that this drunken porridge is not for sale.
But this does not make them retreat, but more and more people in the store.
"Your porridge is so delicious, why only eat it yourself and not sell it to us?!"
A dark-skinned woman asked in a grungy Yan Mandarin.
Her voice immediately resonated.
The people all stood in the store and refused to leave. They just wanted to eat a bowl of drunken porridge.
When did Leng Zuiwengju come to so many people?
Suddenly embarrassed Jiang Yi.
He could only turn to Yehonghong for help.
Ye Hong did not drive these people away, but just said lightly to them: "If you want to eat porridge, you can pay for it.
One bowl, one hundred dollars. "
Li Yuan is the universal currency of the United States.
At today's exchange rate, one hundred yuan is roughly equivalent to six hundred yuan.
Even if the high level of consumption in the country is not 100 yuan, it can't be taken out casually.
Not to mention, just for a bowl of porridge.
As soon as Ye Hong's words came out, there was a voice of dissatisfaction.
"Are you hilarious? A bowl of porridge for a hundred dollars?"
"Why don't you go grab it?"
But these dissatisfied voices were covered by more refutation.
"Boss, don't listen to them. I'll give it a hundred dollars first. Hurry and give me a bowl of porridge!"
"That is, I am willing to pay two hundred dollars, as long as you give me this magical porridge."
Under the suppression of many foodies, those dissatisfied voices were quickly pushed out of the store.
Ye Hong, who was inadvertently regarded as the boss, was slightly hooked in the corner of his mouth and walked into the kitchen.
He was still thinking about how to help Zui Wengju open the business dilemma. Is this a wonderful opportunity?
Turn on the fire, unload, and cook...
After a tormented wait, everyone in the hall finally looked at Yehong and brought out a pot of drunken porridge.
Still a familiar scent, so those diners could not help but yell.
Jiang Yi and others immediately took action and distributed the porridge to the diners who paid.
Soon, there was a gobble in the hall.
"This, this is the legendary Yan Guo cuisine?"
"God, have I eaten all these years?"
"I'll pay three hundred dollars, can you please give me another bowl?"
"I have five hundred dollars!"
While they were eating, they were full of praise for the drunken porridge.
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