Chapter Eighty-Eight: No One Will Really Eat It?

Donghai City, Hefang Street.

The food street here is crowded from morning to night, and people can enjoy the delicious food of Tiannan and Haibei here, and you will never be disappointed.

However, when Liang Feng came to this street, it took a lot of effort to find the shop at No. 48 Hefang Street.

It stands to reason that since you are opening a store in a food street, of course it will be in a very conspicuous location, even if it is relatively remote, so you will not find it.

But store No. 48 is so wonderful, it will have all the taboos of opening a store here, almost one without missing a single one.

For example, the store façade is small, the signboard is not bright enough, there is no attractive promotion, and even a big person can't be seen.

Liang Feng stood in front of the shop, dumbfounded for a long time, and finally accepted this fact.

"It's not an easy task. ”

On this entire Hefang Street, there are 3 or 400 hundreds of large and small food shops, and people's choices are too large, so why should they choose to come to your house?

With this question in his heart, Liang Feng walked in silently, there was not even a clerk in this shop.

Which store is open without heart, it's strange if you don't pay for death, right?

It is said that the fly restaurant is the restaurant that can best represent the local characteristics, but the shop where Liang Feng is at this time is not even a fly restaurant, because it is too small, and it is a weird rectangular shop.

Liang Feng felt that this shop was slightly more than the width of two adults side by side, and it was nearly ten meters deep when he walked inside, except for some simple cooking utensils, there was only a small round table and a few plastic chairs.

The cost is low enough, but even that doesn't stop the fact that it loses money.

Liang Feng carefully searched for the steamer and refrigerator, but he didn't see anything to eat, so he didn't know what snacks this shop was selling.

As a result, after looking for a long time, he saw a simple notice sign at his feet, which read "Supreme Bun Shop".

"It turned out to be a steamed bun seller..."

Liang Feng silently picked up the billboard, and thought wonderingly: It's all so down, what kind of supreme bun is named, it's just a shame.

But if you don't post this notice, so many people passing by in front of the door don't know whether their house sells food or not, because the signboard on the store has long been in disrepair and erased most of the handwriting, leaving only the four paradoxical remnants of "Cun Bao Yifu".

Liang Feng silently comforted himself, hoping to successfully complete this mission.

Later, in the freezer in the back, he found the already kneaded dough and filling, and only needed to knead them together again to make the finished bun look like a bun.

But what made Liang Feng dissatisfied was why he was the only one working in the store, shouldn't a few people come out to help him make steamed buns together?

That's when the system came along and answered the question.

"Ding!"

"From the time the quest is collected, the host must complete all the processes alone until the objective is satisfactorily completed. ”

Liang Feng shouted: "Pit daddy!"

Although there was a feeling of being deceived, Liang Feng still pulled himself together and began to try to pinch the buns out of shape.

Liang Feng, who had never done such a thing, naturally didn't have any skills, and soon several things that looked like alien creatures were put on the table.

It's such a, you can't feed the dogs!

Liang Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, he felt that the task brought by the system this time was simply to tease him, and he didn't know where the sister who posted this task was, and why she didn't meet him.

Finally, Liang Feng made ten strange-shaped buns, and then he only needed to put them in the steamer.

But just then, he caught a glimpse of a manual on the table, which read in red letters, "Bake buns, need to be baked in the oven at 200°C for half an hour." ”

This bun turned out to be roasted, and Liang Feng thought that it would be enough to put it in the steamer.

No matter how much it is, just bake the buns, Liang Feng must make a few servings now, so that he can have something to sell.

After a long day, an hour and a half have passed.

Liang Feng watched the fragrance waft in at the door, and his stomach began to growl uncontrollably. He couldn't wait to try the baked buns he had made, so he went out and went straight to the shop across the street to buy a steaming packet of fried chestnuts with sugar.

Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar on Hefang Street are also a unique delicacy, and many people have to buy one when they travel here.

Although this is a bit unprofessional, and it also adds performance to other competitors, Liang Feng still can't stop the sweet and soft delicious chestnuts.

When returning to his palm-sized chassis, Liang Feng saw that on the left and right, there were Zhangjia sauce beef, Lao Liu's mutton steamed buns, Xianghe donkey meat roasted, and Weijia Liangpi and other delicacies.

Liang Feng sighed, looked at the endless stream of other customers, and then looked at his shop, people were not even happy to stop and look at it.

The task goal given to him by the system is to make baked buns into hot-selling Internet celebrity food, but now he is 108,000 miles away from this goal.

While the baked buns were still roasting, Liang Feng sat down and lifted Erlang's legs, and began to slowly taste the deliciousness of sugar-fried chestnuts.

At the same time, he also tried to think hard about what he had to do to make this kind of baked bun, which is not common in the local area, become a popular Internet celebrity delicacy.

If you want to gain a foothold on this street, it is not easy, so in addition to the food itself must be delicious, you have to think of other tricks in your own way, why not do the opposite and do reverse marketing?

Liang Feng began to have some ideas in his heart, and with the sound of "ding" from the oven, the baked buns had been made.

He walked over with curiosity, and the moment he turned on the oven, he smelled the fragrance rushing to his face.

"This smells so good, isn't it?" Liang Feng was a little overjoyed, because this was the only good news he had received so far.

That's this baked bun, maybe really delicious.

Picking up a baked bun, he couldn't wait to take a bite, and soon the aromatic taste spread in his mouth, and the taste was simply indescribable.

At this time, from the door, two guests, a man and a woman, also walked in.

"Let's see what they have to eat. ”

"No, no, no one buys this house, how can it be delicious~"

The two of them had their own opinions, still full of suspicion about this place, but Liang Feng turned around but made a straight face.