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"Then I'll take it politely. Lin Tian didn't refuse, and directly accepted the things.

"You're welcome, we will be friends in the future, if you encounter any trouble, Sister Su will cover you. “

"Then thank you Sister Su. “

In fact, Lin Tian didn't think that he would have any trouble, after all, he was just the owner of a steamed bun shop, how could a steamed bun seller have trouble that was difficult to solve?

......

Bite!

When Lin Tian walked out of the Imperial Hotel, the system in his mind sounded, and he hurriedly opened it to check it.

It turned out that Sister Su, the king of the stove, added her friend to the chat software, and being able to have a fairy friend is what many people dream of, Lin Tian naturally clicked the agree button unceremoniously.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully getting a friend, since then the system is unbound from the chat software, and the host can add friends and chat ...... at will"

Lin Tian heard it really, which meant that he could use this chat software at will in the future, and the system had no right to interfere.

However, this chat software will not arouse Lin Tian's interest too much, and what Lin Tian really cares about now is the reward after completing the task.

Back to the system interface, Lin Tian clicked to complete the task.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task, the task reward has been distributed, please pay attention to check. “

Lin Tian's gaze swept towards the inventory below, but the inventory was empty.

”what？“

Lin Tian frowned, what about the good task reward? Why can't you see it? Could it be that the system is fooling itself?

With a depressed mood, Lin Tian got into a taxi and returned to the food street.

When I returned to the food street, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the shops in the food street had long since closed, and there was no one on the street.

After paying, Lin Tian walked to his shop, but after turning around, he couldn't find his bun shop.

"Huh, where's my shop?" Lin Tian was a little confused, so he opened his eyes wide, identified and searched one by one, and finally found the store of 'Lin's Bun Shop'.

But the shop in front of me is completely different from before I left during the day, the dilapidated door has been replaced with a brand new mahogany door, and there is a gilt plaque hanging on the door, even at night, the five golden characters of 'Lin's Bun Shop' are impressive.

Pushing the door opens, the messy store has been cleaned up and replaced with eight brand new tables and even the kitchen is equipped with a full set of equipment.

Lin Tian was a little stunned, he went out for a long time, and his shop was rewashed and renovated.

But Lin Tian didn't feel that he had that kind of special friends, and when he thought about it calmly, he understood that this must be the task reward given to him by the system for completing the task.

This reward is really cool!

It was not early, Lin Tian lay on the bed and was ready to sleep, but when he thought that he was about to develop, he couldn't sleep, and there were still three hours before he could open the door to do business.

Simply, Lin Tian got up directly, entered the kitchen and started to get busy, with such superb craftsmanship, he must make more steamed buns, and he will definitely be able to sell a lot of money.

It's hard to send it if you don't want to!

"Release task: The price of the host bun is strictly controlled by the system, each bun is only allowed to sell for 88 yuan, and only 50 buns are allowed to be sold per day, this task is valid for a long time. “

Lin Tian's body trembled, and he stopped the movements of his hands, but in his heart he scolded his mother, what are you doing? He originally took the route of making buns with small profits and quick turnover, but now he actually wants to take the route of luxury.

This bun is not dragon meat, 88 yuan a piece, who buys it?

Fools won't buy it!

"What if I don't sell it at this price?" Lin Tian asked more angrily.

"It's a secret, if the host has the guts, try it, but do it at your own risk. The system said very simply.

Get!

Lin Tian nodded, he didn't dare to joke with his life anymore, and the system would give him a punishment that was even more cruel than self-detonation, such as cutting off his children or grandchildren.

Putting aside those unpleasant emotions, Lin Tian began to concentrate on making steamed buns, but then again, these brand-new kitchen equipment are quite easy to use, especially the steamer that steamed the buns, which only takes a minute to steam the buns.

But even so, Lin Tian could only make fifty buns no more, no less, not even one more.

A bun is 88 yuan, and fifty is... (secretly pressed the calculator), 4,400 yuan!

This kind of income is already good.

But Lin Tian was worried that this bun couldn't be sold, after all, it was just a bun, and no one would be willing to spend 88 yuan to buy a daily food that could only fill the stomach and not appreciate.

Even so, Lin Tian still opened the door at six o'clock on time to do business.

I found a wooden sign and wrote on it '88 yuan per bun, only 50 per day', and did exactly what the system requires.

As soon as the wooden sign was hung out, it attracted onlookers from office workers, and some even took photos and posted them on Weibo, but the title was somewhat ironic.

"The owner of a steamed bun shop wants to be an Internet celebrity, but maliciously raises the price of steamed buns......"

"Hype, vulgar hype ......"

"The buns are so unpalatable, they actually ask for a sky-high price, a complete madman......"

”......“

Lin Tian didn't care about the strange eyes around him, first, he had long been used to it, and second, now he is not afraid of you to taste good wine, take a sip, and his steamed bun shop will be on fire.

But Lin Tian was also worried that these people just stopped to watch the play, but no one would pay for buns.

That's embarrassing!

After waiting for a while, the onlookers changed batch after batch, but none of them were willing to spend money to buy him a bun.

Lin Tian was a little discouraged, it seemed that his income today was zero.

"Haha... Lin Tian, are you stupid, kid, how many buns are sold at such a high price?" At this moment, a hearty laughter came from the opposite side, and then a middle-aged uncle with a sturdy physique walked over.

This person is the owner of Zhang Ji Noodle Restaurant, and Zhang Xiaofu's father, Zhang Dafu.

Lin Tian straightened his waist and said, "Uncle Zhang, I make my buns, and how much money they sell is also my business, you can't control it, right? “

"Cut, I'm not stupid. Zhang Dafu glanced at the steamer beside Lin Tian and sneered: "The guests who come to the food street here know that the buns you Lin Tian made are unpalatable to death, and you still sell them so expensive... Do you want to be faced?"

Zhang Dafu actually came to smash the field, in this food street, the opposite door is the enemy, when Lin Tian's parents were alive, the business of the steamed bun shop was very hot, and the customers of his Zhang Ji noodle restaurant were robbed.

Now that Lin's bun shop has declined, he Zhang Dafu naturally wants to step on it.

Take advantage of your illness and kill you!

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