Chapter 80: The boss is very generous

Soon, the scrambled egg fried rice was delivered to the table of Liu Mang and the others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hey! Looks pretty good. Five Eyes said in some surprise.

Egg fried rice served in a white disc, each grain of rice is evenly wrapped in golden egg liquid, loosely piled together.

The color of the eggs is so bright yellow that you really think they are fried with gold. Moreover, in addition to eggs, there are no chopped green onions and any other ingredients in the rice, it is just a plate of pure egg fried rice.

Liu Mang picked up the spoon and scooped it into his mouth, his pupils contracted violently, and there was a hidden surprise inside.

It's delicious! It's really delicious! The taste of this ordinary egg fried rice is completely beyond his imagination.

If the grouted egg fried rice he made before was won by skill. Then this plate of egg fried rice relies on completely impeccable and delicious ingredients.

If the two are really put together, if they have to be separated, his egg fried rice may be compared!

Liu Mang finished chewing the egg fried rice in his mouth, scooped up another spoonful and put it in his mouth to taste carefully.

Well, the rice is also steamed just right, and some special method must have been used before stir-frying, so that the water completely penetrates into the rice, not a little, no less, and completely stimulates the natural aroma in the rice grains.

It is worthy of someone who also has adventures, and sure enough, there are two brushes. This plate of egg fried rice sells for 188, and it really sells very cheaply.

As soon as Liu Mang raised his head, Wuyan and Xiaomeng had already emptied the food on their tables, staring straight at the little left on Liu Mang's plate, swallowing their saliva desperately.

"Boss, you have a good meal, you use Xiangshui's tribute rice, right?" Liu Mang asked casually after eating the last bite of food.

"Huh, you know?" said the indifferent boss in surprise.

"Of course, I'm also a chef, and I can't taste the origin of the eggs, but I've had the pleasure of eating this tribute rice before. ā€

Liu Mang stood up and stretched out his hand: "The contemptible surname is Liu Mingmang, fortunately!"

"Hooligans?" The boss had a forcibly suppressed smile on the corner of his mouth, and shook Liu Mang's hand: "Fang Yang." ā€

"Boss, can I order two more plates of this egg rice?" asked Five-Eyes weakly.

"Yes, Brother Liu Mang, it's really delicious, it's as delicious as the dishes you cook. ā€

"Then order it, this egg fried rice is great value for money. Besides, it's not like we can't afford to eat. Liu Mang sat down again.

"Okay, boss, then three more! No, six more!" said Five-Eyed with a roar.

"Excuse me, look at the wall. Boss Fang regained his previous indifference and pointed to the big red paper pasted on the wall.

"One per person, per meal?" Five Eyes stepped forward, only to notice a slightly smaller line on the red price list.

"What kind of strange rule is this?, and the one who drives the guests out?" Five-Eyes couldn't help but cry out again.

"No way, this is the rule of the small shop, and I can't help it. Fang Yang explained.

"What can't be helped? Aren't you the boss here? Can't you be the master? We're not eating white food!"

"I can't help it. Fang Yang shrugged his shoulders with an underwhelming expression.

"Boss, the fried rice you made is really delicious, can you sell us another one? Guan Xiaomeng licked her lips and pleaded.

"No, I really can't help it. Fang Yang shook his head.

"Dude, forget it, I'm a regular customer here, and the boss has never made an exception. The mustachioed man said with a grin.

"Forget it, people have their own rules, if you don't have enough, let's go eat hot pot. Liu Mang stood up and persuaded.

"Okay. Guan Xiaomeng followed behind Liu Mang, staring at the empty plate on the table reluctantly, turning back three times in one step.

"It's not impossible, master. As soon as Liu Mang walked to the door, Xiaobao's voice suddenly came to his mind.

"Oh, what's the way?" Liu Mang stopped curiously.

"It's not that the boss refuses to sell this fried rice, but that the system on his body refuses to sell it. ā€

"System? What's that?"

"You can understand it as being like space. However, because it is a defective product, it does not give birth to a machine spirit with independent thinking like me, but the system bluntly directs the host's actions in the dark. Speaking of this, Xiaobao's tone was a little disdainful.

"So what should I do? Do you have a way to get him to sell us food?"

"Yes, because the Kitchen God Space is more advanced, it is innate to be able to deter some magic weapons of lower level than it, and this ability is also applicable to this system on this shopkeeper. ā€

"That's not good, it's just a meal, so as not to expose yourself. Liu Mang hesitated.

"It's okay, it also senses my presence, master, wait a minute, I'll communicate with the kitchen god space first." ā€

After this period of understanding, Liu Mang also understood the relationship between the kitchen god space and himself.

The kitchen space is like a house, he is the only owner of this house, with absolute control, and Xiaobao is like a housekeeper who lives in the space.

It seems that this Fang Yang should have no housekeeper, nor did he completely own the so-called system. It's like a tenant of a house, led by the nose by the system.

"Brother Liu Mang, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Liu Mang standing at the door in a daze, he asked.

"Xiaomeng, do you really want to eat again?" Liu Mang said mysteriously.

"I've never had such a delicious egg fried rice. Guan Xiaomeng nodded desperately.

"Master, it's all right, now you can ask the boss to sell you food. Xiaobao's voice came.

"Then we will continue to eat until we are full. Liu Mang pulled Guan Xiaomeng and walked back.

"Why are you back again? The rules of the store are very clear, one person is limited to one per meal. Seeing Liu Mang walking back again, Fang Yang said unhappily.

"That's right, I went out just now, and now I'm back, I'm going to have a supper, isn't this the second meal?" asked Liu Mang pretending to be puzzled.

"How can there be such a calculation, one meal a day, please hurry up early tomorrow. Fang Yang waved his hand impatiently, quite a bit of a situation where you like to eat or not.

"Really?" Liu Mang laughed: "Boss, serve me ten servings of egg fried rice first!"

"Why don't you eat oil and salt?" Fang Yang got angry: "I said that if I don't sell it, I won't ...... it."

Before Fang Yang's words were finished, he was stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning, with a stunned expression.

Because at this time, the system that was staying on Fang Yang's body suddenly appeared in his mind: Attention, the host pays attention, there are special guests, and the dishes are available in unlimited quantities! The price is one percent of the existing list price!

"What?one percent?Is the cost still recovered?" Fang Yang was taken aback.

What is the origin of these three people? Even the system has to be treated specially?!

The cost of the dish will be deducted from the future turnover!

"wqnmngb!" Fang Yang's heart roared!

Sure enough, the system is still this urine, and there is no way to refuse to squeeze yourself, and you simply refuse to eat at all.

"Okay, please sit down!Egg fried rice will be ready soon!" Fang Yang's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, and he walked to the kitchen inside to get busy.

The mustachioed man next to him plucked out his ears, unable to believe what he had heard.

ps: The second update will be delivered today. These two chapters are buried in a small pit first, which is purely a spoof, and is about to enter the Chef God Competition, which will be a small climax.