One by one, their eyes widened, and they were overjoyed.

At this time, it was almost time to start the pot, and everyone was curious, how to put Zhong Shu in the bowl?

In an instant, Zhong Shu came to another wave of extreme operations, and while throwing up the rice, he took the bowl in the other hand and took it accurately.

The connection is accurate, the connection is wonderful, the connection is just right, no more, no less.

The standard is full of eights.

Zhong Shu put down the bowl, took out another empty bowl, concocted it in the same way, and served another bowl.

In just ten seconds, twelve bowls of fried rice were loaded.

This is the maximum limit of the wok, and no matter how much it is, it really can't fit it.

Rao was like this, and everyone was amazed, and the amount of each bowl was almost the same, and there was no difference.

Zhou Xiaoyu hurriedly brought out the fried rice and distributed it to three tables of guests according to the principle of proximity.

Of course, the three tables were not all satisfied, Zhong Shu began to fry the second pot again, and even, he washed rice and cooked some fresh rice.

Because the remaining cold rice is only enough to fry half a pot, it can only produce six servings.

"This fried rice is so delicious? Oh my god—"

"188 a bowl?

"That's the taste, it's endless!" the old chef roared excitedly, almost crying.

The first wave of people who got fried rice were full of praise and joy.

"Well, Steward Wang, will you give me a taste first?" said someone at the same table.

The so-called steward of the king pretended not to hear it, but did not hear it.

"The ......" The man who had just spoken turned his gaze to the others.

Everyone else turned their heads one by one, and some even covered their jobs directly.

And that's just the people who sat down and didn't get it.

As for the people queuing outside, they are even more impatient, how long will it take their turn if it continues like this?

However, as time passed, six more servings were cooked.

But before Zhou Xiaoyu had time to bring out these six copies, those who had seats poured in directly and were robbed.

Zhong Shu frowned, stopped and said, "Who is coming in and robbing like crazy, causing damage and damage, will be blacklisted, do you hear it?"

Zhong vulgar said sternly, and others didn't dare to talk back, so they all nodded in response.

Zhong Shu didn't care about this, and took a little rest next to him.

Seeing that Zhong Shu had been talking for a long time, there was no follow-up.

Some people thought that Zhong Vulgar was angry, and hurriedly said: "Boss, our meal hasn't been served yet! Don't worry, we promise not to go into the kitchen to rob again." ”

"The rice is gone, and it will take a while. Zhong Shu pointed to the steaming rice pot and explained lightly.

"Ding-from... grumpy rating +1!

Ding – From... grumpy rating +1!

Ding – from ......

A series of irritable values kept rising, and they were really anxious and irritable.

If it weren't for the refreshing aroma of fried rice, I'm afraid they would really explode.

However, the more reason is that because of the twelve bowls of fried rice in the first pot, those people basically finished eating.

However, the people did not get up to pay the bill and leave, and shouted for another bowl.

How can you not be irritable about the people queuing outside?

Fortunately, the rice was quickly and well served, and Zhong Shu continued to get to work.

However, because of the queuing effect outside, it gradually attracted some passers-by to come over and join in the fun.

Smelling the fragrance of the store, many passers-by were dripping with water, and their appetites were high, and they also lined up to buy them.

……

The rush hour is more than an hour, which is also the time when the nightlife has just begun.

At the same time, it is also the most popular time for hotels, restaurants, clubs, KTVs and other gathering places.

There are also many entertainment venues and restaurants around the House of the Valley.

But today's painting style is different, and there is a long queue outside the small human valley house.

On the other hand, in other restaurants, there are a few birds.

People love to join in the fun, and the same is true for many people passing by.

Seeing that there was no one queuing up at other restaurants, on the contrary, the Rengu House was full of seats, and there was a long queue.

Many people are also curious and come over to join in the fun.

"Big brother, please ask, what does this restaurant sell?

The man who was asked was a little impatient: "Ham fried rice." ”

"Just ham fried rice?" the man who had just asked was confused.

Just when he was puzzled, the rich aroma of fried rice came from the human valley house, which attracted him.

The person who just asked was instantly intoxicated: "it, is this really fried rice? It's so fragrant?"

"Or do you think there will be so many people coming to eat?" someone said, rolling his eyes.

"No matter what, I'm going to eat it too. The person who asked the question was also drooling.

"Young man, although the fried rice is fragrant, it costs 188 yuan a bowl!" someone joked, hoping to squeeze out some people.

After all, after the long queue, there are still some people who, for economic reasons, grit their teeth and leave after hearing the price.

Or, wait and see from the sidelines.

"Grass?188?is so expensive?, even if it's delicious, you're crazy, aren't you?" exclaimed the boy.

"Okay, don't beep, shouting, it's finally me, I'm going to get my fried rice!" Seeing another pot of fried rice, a few people in front of him stepped into it excitedly.

From the beginning of the more than 30 people, there were more than a dozen people lining up outside, and gradually there were 20 people.

Then, more and more, the business became more and more popular, and Zhou Xiaoyu was going crazy.

Also from the initial satisfaction of the guests seated.

Later, people outside couldn't wait in line, so they loaded it with lunch boxes and ate it directly standing up.

So, it developed into what it is now.

Those few people walked in, one took a copy, scanned the code on the mobile phone to pay, and then walked out excitedly.

As soon as someone goes out, they open the lunch box, and the fragrance is overflowing.

The people queuing outside, the people who watched, smelled the smell stronger and more fragrant, and their eyes lit up.

"There is a rare place to eat here. ”

"Cool, so fragrant!" After someone took a bite, his face was full of comfort and happiness, as if he was going to be refreshed.

This kind of picture makes those who wait and see no longer hesitate and hurry up in line.

If this cycle continues, business will naturally become more and more popular, and there will be more and more people.

Zhong Shu even saw the benefits of the queuing effect, so he was not in as much of a hurry as before.

Instead, he reduced his production, producing only six, or eight, servings in one pot.

In this way, there is always a queue outside and the restaurant is full.

Moreover, he has been constantly fried rice, and the aroma can always spread, attracting more strange guests.

"Sorry, that's all for today, our store is closed now. Welcome to tomorrow morning. ”

At half past nine, Zhong Shu pinched the time, and saw that there were still five or six people lined up outside, Zhong Shu came out of the kitchen and said.

"What's the matter? Boss, I've been queuing for more than ten minutes?"

"That's it, it's only half past nine?"

The men were furious and irritable.

Ding – From... Grumpy +2!

Ding – From... Grumpy +2!

Ding——......

Another flurry of irritable values, and apparently these people are angry.

Zhong Shu wants to say that other companies' 996 work system, their own restaurants from eight o'clock in the morning to half past nine in the evening, is it still early?

Besides, my restaurant doesn't have a day off yet, so I'm very tired!

However, it was mainly from half past six until half past nine, almost three hours of crazy busyness, with little time to stop.

In just these three hours, there were more than 280 servings of fried rice, and it probably earned more than 50,000 yuan.

For today's income, Zhong Shu is still relatively satisfied.

The important thing is that today is considered to be famous, and the source of customers in the future may be doubled.

"I'm sorry, but we don't have enough ingredients, so ...... Please come early tomorrow!" Zhong Shu explained lightly.

Hearing Zhong Shi's words, those who asked for but could not get guests could only swallow their grievances and leave in frustration.

After all, it is difficult for Qiao women to cook without rice, and they have to recognize the reality.

Zhong Shu didn't tell a lie, so many copies were sold at once, and the inventory of ham sausages was almost empty.

Even the rice, he boiled a lot of pots in a row, and the rice stock was not much.

Zhong Shu plans to get off work early, but also to rush to the supermarket that is not closed to replenish the stock.

Another point, after Zhou Xiaoyu ran before and after, it was the first time he was so busy, and he was about to get tired.

When she heard Zhong Chu say that it was going to close, her excited eyes were rosy, and her big watery eyes were full of emotion.

…………

On the other side, Puhua villa area.

This is the most luxurious and status symbol place in the city of Jinnan.

Here, not only are the housing prices sky-high, but also not the ordinary rich can buy them.

Even if it is the cheapest villa, it will cost tens of millions of dollars to rely on the relationship and all aspects.

However, what many ordinary people don't know is that this is Ji Erye's lair.

More than half of the villas here, in fact, are surnamed Ye.

Jin Nan upper-class people, who doesn't know the name of Ye Ji and Ji Erye?

On the top of Qingpu Mountain, the most luxurious villa, at this time, in the living room of the villa.

An old man and a girl sat at the table, eating a boxed lunch in front of them.

Opposite a middle-aged man, eagle dove eyes, horse long face, iron appearance, majestic momentum.

Smelling the aroma of fried rice, the middle-aged man couldn't help frowning.

"Second uncle, are you sure you don't want to have something?" Ye Shuiqing finished eating a box of fried rice, and she looked at the sturdy man.

"No......" Ji Erye waved his hand, he was in a high position, and he was a hero who dominated one side, and his heart was so indifferent.

Even if he smells this fried rice very fragrant, he will not deign to eat this lowly fried rice.

"Hmph, you, you really forgot the hard days of the year..."Ye Kun snorted coldly, squinting his eyes at the second son.

Naturally, he knew that his son was arrogant and did not listen to discipline. Because of this, when he was young, Ye Ji came to Jinnan City by himself, worked hard to make a little prestige, and now he is even more energetic.

But this prestige, where is it in his Ye Kun's eyes?

I think back then, when he hadn't made this Ye family's prestige, in that poor era, how could there be these luxuries to eat?

Looking at Ye Ji in front of him, champagne and red wine, abalone and mountain delicacies, it was a waste.

Although Ye Ji was rebellious when he was young, now that he is middle-aged, he is even more of a hero, so he naturally understands things.

Where did you dare to talk back to Ye Kun, but smiled instead: "Dad, you think too much, as a martial artist, you naturally have to eat more cherished things to replenish your body." ”

"You too, no matter how delicious the fried rice is, Xiaoqing likes to eat it, even if you like it, why don't you ......follow it?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Kun interrupted him with a cold snort: "What am I doing?"

"Don't dare...!" Ye Ji had no choice but to shake his head and take a sip of the 86-year-old Lafite in the goblet.

There were two people standing next to them, naturally Xue Liang and Xue Jianzhang.

The two of them sighed in their hearts about this scene, daring to talk to Ji Erye like this, in most of the province, I am afraid that there is only Old Man Ye.

However, at this time, Xue Jianzhang needed to say something.

He could see that the old man didn't seem to have mentioned the extraordinaryness of this fried rice to the second master.

"Second master......" Xue Jianzhang stepped forward and whispered a few words in Ye Ji's ear.

"Hmm, what did you say?" Ye Ji couldn't help but be startled, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, I've bought a few more copies before, and I've tried them myself. Xue Jianzhang said solemnly.

Hearing this, Ye Ji frowned, instantly walked over and picked up a piece of fried rice, and tasted it himself.

"Huh, Second Uncle, didn't you say you wouldn't eat it?" Ye Shuiqing frowned.

Where did Ye Ji have time to pay attention to her? Suddenly he felt that the overflowing qi and blood were indeed from fried rice?

He suddenly looked directly at Ye Kun and said in horror: "This fried rice... How can it replenish such a rich qi and blood?"

Ye Kun smiled thoughtfully, and his face was full of mockery: "Hmph, do you really think that I can't get demented in my brain?"

Ye Ji was stunned on the spot, and suddenly realized, his face became complicated and difficult to look at.