Chapter Eighty-Nine: Billboards
"Sister, I'm done. β
He Xiaoyu looked at her sister expectantly.
"Let's go. He Xin looked at her sister with gentle eyes.
She didn't apologize, but her attitude has changed a lot.
"Wait a minute, I'll say hello to the boss. He Xiaoyu was in a happy mood, ran to the kitchen door, and waved goodbye to the people inside.
The two did not return the same way, but walked around and distracted.
Just walked down a street.
He Xin trotted over to the row of chairs and sat on them, clutching his chest.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" He Xiaoyu asked worriedly when she saw her sister's ugly face.
"Block!"
After He Xin finished speaking, his breathing became very difficult. The whole face was flushed, not to mention how ugly it was.
He Xiaoyu was so anxious that she was about to cry, so she walked over and slapped her sister's back, "Don't scare me, what's going on? β
"Tofu ......"
He Xin grew his mouth, bent his body, and coughed hard.
"Is it because of the problem of tofu, my sister's plate is indeed different from my own. However, because of that little problem, is it necessary for the boss to hurt my sister?"
He Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out, but she blamed herself very much in her heart, if she hadn't had to bring her sister, this would not have happened.
"Vomit ......"
He Xin's back pushed up hard.
Then, his eyes widened, he looked nervously left and right, and his cheeks bulged.
"Sister?" He Xiaoyu felt that she had something in her mouth.
Really.
He Xin ran to the green belt, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and gasped for breath.
"Huh, sister, how are you?" He Xiaoyu could hear that her sister's breathing was smooth.
"Much better. β
After He Xin finished speaking, he touched his throat in surprise. She felt that her voice was not as hoarse and weak as it had been.
Also, my throat doesn't hurt anymore when I speak.
Ever since I ate that bowl of tofu, there has always been a warm current in my throat, moisturizing the wounds on my body.
Is it really that magical?
"Sister?"
He Xiaoyu had a shocked expression on her face, and then with doubt, she was occupied by joy, she hugged her sister, and looked at her with straight eyes.
"Much better. β
He Xin looked in the direction of the bright candle hut and said softly, "Thank you." β
Passers-by were confused, not understanding what was going on with these two people.
After a while.
He Xin said: "We haven't been singing for a long time. β
"Sister, your voice is not good yet. He Xiaoyu shook his head and decisively refused.
"I'm talking about later. He Xin took her sister's hand and stared at her: "I'm sorry, my sister is sick and in a bad mood." β
"Needless to say. β
"Well, I'll fold the stars with you when I go back. β
"Doesn't my sister feel naΓ―ve?"
"Let's go...... Let's come back and eat together another day. β
He Xiaoyu could hear that her sister's voice was already warm, and her words were more.
That boss, what is the origin?
The food is delicious.
The treatment can have such a good effect, no matter what, it is really a blessing to see him.
......
The two sisters leave the Candle Hut.
The customer talked about what had just happened, "That sister has such a big temper, my sister must be bullied a lot." β
Another customer said, "I have two children, and the two of them fight and fight, but there is something going on, and the relationship is good." Now my sister is sick, and my sister is willing to take care of her. β
"Makes sense. The man looked at Chen Han and asked, "Boss, can your food really cure diseases?"
"Do you want to try it?" Chen Han said solemnly, "You have to add money." β
"Ah, do you want to pay more?" the diner shook his head, "I can't afford to eat." β
"I'm back. Du Yinnong held the billboard under his arm, pushed the door and walked in.
"Put it down, how about I see what the printing is?" Chen Han had already planned to launch a new dish and make a promotion in advance, but he didn't expect the advertising company to be so efficient.
A simple sign, one meter high and sixty centimeters wide, is supported by a bracket at the back.
There is no printed color promotional pattern, only one line of words, "Vegetarian eggplant, sold in three days, please look forward to ......"
It's not over yet.
There is also a red letter below, "Better than the Zhu family's pork eggplant." β
Wait, it's not over yet.
There is another sentence at the bottom, which is in gray font, which is not obvious on the white background board, as if it is deliberately hidden: "Nothing made by the Zhu family is not delicious." β
Chen Han looked at the billboard and said, "I only let you print vegetarian eggplant, why did you make so much?"
In the few days that Du Yinong stayed with Chen Han, he also heard a lot of stories about the Zhu family's catering business, and he couldn't wait to peel the skin and cramp the Zhu family, so he stiffened his neck and said: "Boss, these are what I want to print, one printing, a few more words and no money." β
"Not good. β
"Why?"
Chen Hanzhi said: "If you want to print, the font will be larger." Don't hide it. Get me a red pen.
"Okay. Du Yinnong thought that Chen Han would blame himself and was ready to be scolded, but he didn't expect that he would think that he hadn't done enough, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Han took the time to make two servings of fried rice for customers.
As soon as the dinner plate was delivered, Du Yinnong came back with two markers, one red and one black.
"Give it to me!"
Chen Han took a marker pen to circle the smallest secret sentence, for fear that others would not see it, and drew two exclamation marks at the end.
"Boss, are you serious?" a diner leaned in and read the small print on it.
"Seriously, of course. Chen Han told Du Yinnong, "Put this signboard in the most conspicuous place outside the door." Oh...... By the way, the price you wrote, 688, limited. Stupid, just lowercase, your font is too crooked...... Eh, don't cross it out. Forget it, that's it. β
"What...... 188?"
"It's not 1, it's 6. β
Du Yinnong's eyes widened in astonishment, scratching his head, not understanding how the price of a dish was so high.
Chen Han didn't want to ruin the reputation of Yipin Chef at first, because after all, it was run by his grandfather. He made Chen's tofu and aimed at Zhu's tofu.
This is already a declaration of war!
Even so, the Zhu family did not react in any way.
Because there is a large enough market, diners have to eat every day, and they can't go to Yipin Kitchen because of a meal of tofu.
Besides, only a few people have actually eaten Chen's tofu.
Since this is the case, it is better to take this opportunity to publicly call out the Zhu family!
Let's see, do they dare to fight!
A few diners in the restaurant followed Du Yinnong's buttocks, ran out, and took pictures around the billboard.
There are passers-by walking by, curious about the past, and there are many discussions.
"Isn't it, and there are such random advertising words?"
"Where is the Zhu family?"
"Isn't Yipin Kitchen the Zhu family? β
"Hype, how can such a small shop be qualified to argue with the Zhu family, and I don't know how to die in the future. β
"You haven't eaten at the Candle Hut, don't talk nonsense. There is no other place in Linhai City that cooks better food than here. β
"It's as if you've eaten all the food in the sea. β
The crowd was talking and shouting.
The smell of ** in the air was brought to the Internet through Moments, Weibo and small videos.
Three and a half in the afternoon.
A commercial vehicle with the Linhai entertainment logo parked on Xianghe Road.
Wu Chuchu, a cutting-edge reporter, was called to the office by the editor-in-chief and asked her to do an interview and report.
There are some arrogant and ignorant people who want to gain attention by insulting the Zhu family, which has caused heated discussions on the Internet. It is necessary to cover and report and bring the direction of public opinion.
The Zhu family represents the image of the catering industry in Linhai City, and it is also the pillar of "Late Night Food", which cannot be maliciously used.
Before leaving, she also received a shopping card from the editor-in-chief as her hard work fee.
Wu Chuchu understands that she must be sure that the people of the Zhu family are looking for the editor-in-chief to help, and she has received the benefits, and she must try her best to do what she can.
After the car stopped, Wu Chuchu put on makeup first, and then looked at the notepad.
This is explained by the leader, and it must be done well.
Taking a deep breath, she got out of the car, and the photographer was already waiting outside.
A few people photographed the deserted surroundings before focusing on the Candle House and the billboard that sparked heated discussions on the Internet.
"Now the way of marketing is really getting more and more peculiar, and there is no lower limit. Wu Chuchu said to the camera: "I want to know what the boss thinks." Follow the camera and follow me in. β
Then, she walked into the store.
Because it was past the meal, the restaurant was empty.
Just looking at the decoration, this small shop is also very powerful, but it's a pity that they found the wrong opponent.
Wu Chuchu swept the hair on his forehead and did an interview with a smile: "I want to understand, why did you put up such a billboard?"
The camera pans to the man munching on ice cream behind the counter.
"Girls have to stay in shape, you can't eat anymore. The man wiped the corners of his mouth and faced the camera, "The billboard has no other reason than to him!"
"Aren't you taking the opportunity to hype up and want to use the Zhu family to become famous?"
"Hype?" the man sneered and handed the ice cream to the girl next to him, his face serious, "Then change the subject, the female reporter fell into the restaurant, suspected of harboring Shen Yun, it turned out to be the fault of gluttony." Wouldn't it be better?"
"Please pay attention to your words. β
"I'm a chef, just take care of the cooking. You as a reporter don't rely on your teeth and buttoning your hat indiscriminately. Hype, is the Zhu family worthy? You just ask them if they dare to respond. β
"I'm just looking for the truth objectively. If your store is famous or not, if you want to be strong or not, why can you be put together with the Zhu family. β
"Old woman, this is the truth you are talking about, and if you are not famous, then how did you get here. β
"What are you calling me?"
"If I don't have the strength, I dare to sell a piece of tofu for so much money? So many people eat the tofu I make, will anyone eat your tofu?"
"Sir, please be polite!" Wu Chuchu was almost endocrine disordered, she had never interviewed such a difficult crowd.
"Politeness, that's for people. Chen Han said coldly, "You say that you seek the truth objectively, but your so-called truth is just speculation, and there is malicious slander." As a reporter, I didn't have a correct attitude, how could I have the face to report here. β
"You...... Dare to insult reporters, aren't you afraid that I will expose you? β
"You dare to threaten the masses, old woman, your work ethic. Fallacies confuse the public, distort the facts, and deceive people's minds, what kind of face do you have as a reporter. No matter how thick the ** on your face is, it can't stop you from having a black heart. β
"You...... You ......"
"Talking, stammering?" Chen Han saw that the female reporter did not move, snatched the microphone over, and faced the cameraman, "Three days later, the vegetarian eggplant will be sold online." Pure green pollution-free, first-come, first-served. This is a healthy and beautiful eggplant, and women who love beauty should not miss it. β
The videographer was stunned.
This strongman actually took the opportunity to directly promote his own dishes, how can this work?
Look at the female reporter next to her, she has no master, and she is about to cry!
Fail!
This time I checked in, and those who really failed can't fail again.