Chapter Eighty-Nine: Whether to sell or not depends on your mood

In a normal store, both the boss and the salesperson will greet customers with a smile, but Liang Feng is expressionless, and even looks a little angry.

The couple looked at each other and wondered.

The man said to Liang Feng, "Let's ask, what food do you have for sale?"

Liang Feng stretched lazily, and walked directly back to the chair, regaining his state of eating fried chestnuts with sugar.

He turned a blind eye to the customer, and immediately caused trouble for this man, and was ignored like this in front of his girlfriend, don't I want to lose face?

Then he became very angry and said, "Can't you hear me if I talk to you again?"

"You deserve to have no customers with a service attitude like yours!"

But Liang Feng was still indifferent, he threw the sugar-fried chestnuts in his hand into the air, and then fell into his mouth accurately.

At this time, the girl said very understandingly: "Don't worry about other people, maybe this is a deaf and dumb person?"

Liang Feng almost didn't choke on the fried chestnuts with sugar, how could he become disabled?

He coughed twice, then finally spoke.

"Brother, I'm sorry, our baked buns have just been baked, but I don't think you will buy them, so I don't plan to receive you. ”

The man said angrily, "You're deliberately playing tricks on me, aren't you?"

"Why do you think I won't buy it if there is something to sell? Are you so unconfident in your own things that you know that I will say it's not delicious before you eat it?"

Liang Feng said: "I dare to say that there will be no second food street that is so delicious." ”

"If you taste it once, you'll come a second, a third, or a million times. ”

The man laughed, he felt that Liang Feng's boast was too arrogant.

The girl thought it was very interesting when she heard it, so she asked Liang Feng curiously: "Then you can get us four baked buns, we will know if they are delicious or not." ”

Her boyfriend was a little unhappy, "Honey, this guy is such a stinky fart, why do we have to buy it at his house, maybe he's just tricking us!"

"If you like to eat or not, please take care of yourself, anyway, you must not be able to afford it. ”

Liang Feng said casually without looking back, this tone seemed to be deliberately contemptuous and provocative.

This guy was really excited, so he directly took out his wallet and held it up and shook it.

"The dog's eyes are low, how much can your broken bun be worth, how can I not afford to eat it?"

It was only at this time that Liang Feng got up from his seat.

He stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of the man's eyes.

"What's the matter? Five dollars a piece? Hmph, that's it. The man's face was full of disdain.

But Liang Feng said: "I'm sorry, it's fifty-one baked buns, and the boy in this store is not bullied." ”

"What... What?50?"

The man was almost scared to death, this baked bun actually sold for fifty yuan, and he seriously doubted that his ears were broken, or it was more likely that Liang Feng's brain was broken.

"What the hell, you dare to sell it for 50, you want to go crazy for money, right?"

He immediately pulled his girlfriend and scolded and prepared to walk out,

Liang Feng took out a baked bun and called out to the girl, "I'll give this bun to you to eat, I just want to prove that I never lie." ”

The girl smelled the tempting aroma of the baked buns, and took it without holding back for a while, although her boyfriend was very dissatisfied, but there was no way to stop it.

The couple turned to leave the shop, and the slap-sized place was calm again, and Liang Feng sat down again, because he found that he had nothing to do at the moment.

At his lazy posture, those who didn't know thought he was a guest, and after a while he hummed a little song leisurely.

"It's over, it's over, I haven't sent it this day. ”

He spat out chestnut shells into the air, grumbling indistinctly.

"If it goes on like this, the northwest wind won't have to drink, or the grandmother's sugar-fried chestnuts on the other side are selling well, and they can't be compared with others!"

Since the mission didn't mention whether there was a time limit, if it continued like this, wouldn't Liang Feng have to stay here for the rest of his life?

He suddenly thought of a question, so he asked, "System, if this mission fails, what will be the consequences?"

"Ding!"

The system responded in a timely manner.

"If the mission fails, the host will suffer an unknown penalty. ”

Liang Feng frowned, feeling that things were not simple, because this unknown punishment could be big or small, but he didn't make it clear.

It seems that it is best not to take this risk, Liang Feng, who has no way out, can only continue to complete the task head-on, but he is currently plagued by a problem, that is, how to sell the first baked bun?

He pursed his lips and grimaced with dissatisfaction, but it was not easy to change the status quo.

This shop is basically not close to the theoretical Internet celebrity store, and all the necessary conditions are not met.

He had already checked it carefully, and although there were several flavors of baked buns written on the menu in the shop, there was actually only one filling in the refrigerator.

"Onions, carrots, ham meat with pepper. ”

After tasting one, Liang Feng felt that the taste of this grilled bun was very good, and the fragrance emitted was enough to arouse his appetite, but there were too many delicacies on this street, and this shop was inconspicuous, so it really couldn't make any big waves.

"If this continues, won't this place be a haunted house?"

"Grilled buns, baked buns, when will your fragrance waft out and hook in all the guests passing by outside?"

"If you get angry, I'll be able to see that sister. ”

Just as Liang Feng was talking to himself, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

"There are a lot of delicious things on Hefang Street, why choose this one?"

"If you look at the gloomy appearance of their house, you know it's not good. ”

The elder smiled and said, "After living for so long, I haven't tasted what baked buns taste like, so why not try it?"

The father and son stepped in, and the young man said to Liang Feng: "Come, give us a pot of roasted buns with mutton filling, and add a pot of good wine!"

Liang Feng stood up and stretched, and then said, "I don't have mutton stuffing today, if you want to drink, you can buy it next door." ”

The young man suddenly said angrily: "What kind of attitude do you have, isn't it written on the menu that there is mutton filling?"

"This is the service attitude of our store, and it all depends on my mood to make any flavor of baked buns!"

"You don't like to eat. ”

"Eh, you're still energetic, believe it or not, Lao Tzu demolished your signboard!"

The young man was so angry that he didn't say a few words, and he was about to make a move, but Liang Feng was not afraid.

He said this on purpose!