Chapter 10 The conflict caused by the price of Mount Everest

"Boss Niu is really angry!

Opening a shop next to your house is also a bit of a cow!

I don't know what the cheapest price of your menu is!" Lu Xiaoyao asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"No comment!" Boss Niu shook his hand and walked away again.

Lu Xiaoyao originally wanted to learn from this boss Niu, after all, they were all old revolutionaries, but he was a monk halfway.

How can God make people, every boss doesn't have a good face when he sees Lu Xiaoyao: he doesn't directly say a white and tender little brat, and he has nothing to say directly, but they all have one thing in common - just throw their hands and leave.

Is this also some kind of elaborate etiquette?

If this boss Niu knew that this superb Lu Xiaoyao thought so, he must have fallen down halfway!

Time flickered, it was already half past eleven o'clock at noon, Lu Xiaoyao's heart suddenly became a little anxious, my noon business hours are only a short hour and a half, is it not that there is no pedestrians on today's working day?

Lu Xiaoyao was lonely, and finally walked out of the store, only to see that there were still basically no pedestrians on the sidewalk.

On the platform at the entrance of the store, there were several young chefs in chef uniforms standing next to them whispering.

Lu Xiaoyao didn't like this kind of greeting, so he obediently had to go back to the cashier counter and start a daze.

"You know what?

I heard the boss of the old cow noodle restaurant next to me say: The strange little shop next door without a store name actually opened a noodle restaurant!"

"Isn't that a rival with us!" asked a man who looked like he was five big and three thick.

"Yes, it's not strange to open a noodle restaurant!

It's strange that they only sell one kind of noodles;

And it's even called a peerless grandmother's face;

What's even more bizarre is the price of their noodles, oh, guess how much their noodles sell for a bowl?"

A large man in a white chef's suit, who was already black and white, asked.

"How much?" asked the stout man, with some urgency.

"You can't even think of it!" said the big man, deliberately hanging his appetite.

"How much?" asked the young man more eagerly.

"Guess! Guess yes, I'll give you a little China (Red Shuangxi)!"

"Is it a life-saving price of 10 yuan!"

"That's not right!"

"Is it a fatal price of nine dollars?"

"That's not right! Please open your mind, you can add a decimal point!"

"Is that the price of jumping off the building eight yuan!"

"I'll go, is it the lore price of seven yuan for my wife's book!"

"It's not right, it's 8.88 yuan!

I'm thinking, how is this boss's cashier going to cashier?

Do you have to find 1.22 yuan per person?"

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Of course, Lu Xiaoyao didn't know that his signature price list had been made by the boss of this street, but the price had changed from 888 yuan to 8.88 yuan!

Now Lu Xiaoyao, staring at the door with two eyes, is looking forward to a customer coming to the door!

I thought in my heart that it was basically unrealistic to expect these little white-collar workers to eat the grandmother's noodles, but you also came in a few to help the family publicize it.

No, Xiao Bo'er will definitely not agree, so it's good to chat with my brother!

Suddenly, the door of the shop opened.

A small brown bag entered the store, and a pair of brown heels stepped in.

A little girl with a ponytail took small steps and looked into the store. "Boss, is anyone there?"

"Hello, I'm here!" Lu Xiaoyao looked at this little girl who was not very symbolic, but he felt as excited as if he had seen a goddess.

"Oh, I thought you hadn't opened yet!

Lu Xiaoyao's mood suddenly surged, "Ah, my store has been grandly opened!

The little girl looked at Lu Xiaoyao, and then looked around, only to find that there was actually a sign behind Lu Xiaoyao, with a few small words written in it, "Peerless grandmother face." ā€

"Wow, your store name is so chic!

Is it called a peerless grandmother's face?

The name is so domineering!"

Lu Xiaoyao is speechless!

I made a whole menu, and this little girl actually made her the name of the restaurant!

"Aha, beauty, you are really good at talking, do you need anything?" Lu Xiaoyao opened his mouth and said in a sincere tone.

"Boss, what about your menu, I want to see it, I'll just order some noodles, right?"

Thinking of the menu, Lu Xiaoyao remembered that there is only one variety in his store now, and it is also an Everest price.

But in the face of this little girl, I couldn't speak for a while, I was afraid that people would say that I was a black shop!

Finally, when the little girl was going to ask again,

Lu Xiaoyao pointed to the price sign of the peerless grandmother noodles and said, "I'm sorry, beauty, there is only one variety in this store now, which is the name of the store you see.

As you know, the name of the store is a golden signboard!

That's definitely higher than Mount Everest.

Therefore, the price of our store is 888 yuan.

Would you like a bowl?"

"Ah, boss, can you say it again?" asked the little girl.

"I said a bowl costs 888 yuan, but this ....." Before Lu Xiaoyao's words were finished, the little girl had already run away like the wind.

"That's right, if you don't run away like this, that's a strange thing!" Lu Xiaoyao comforted himself.

Lu Xiaoyao, who was bored, could only stand up again, looking forward to the opening of the small shop door again.

After a while, the door really opened, but this time two men came in with company job registration signs.

One of the chubby young men looked at Lu Xiaoyao and said, "Boss, I heard that your family has a black shop!"

Lu Xiaoyao's heart suddenly twisted, "You, how do you know?"

"How do you know? Of course a little girl who just came here told me!"

The fat lad pulled up his blue plaid shirt and said.

Lu Xiaoyao's entangled heart calmed down all of a sudden: My obedient, I thought that the price of Mount Everest in the small bowl attracted people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau!

It turned out that it was just a little white-collar worker from the company who came to report the grievances of the little girl!

"Handsome guy, this small shop has just opened, the price is clearly marked, Tong Su is not bullied, one is willing to buy and one is willing to sell, everything is in the market economy based on the principle of voluntary!"

Maybe Lu Xiaoyao's handsome guy is too sweet, and the fat guy is a little embarrassed!

Yes, the owner of the store didn't force the little girl to eat, how can it be considered a black shop!

"But boss, why is your grandmother's face 888 yuan, are you sure you are not wrong?"

"Aha!" Lu Xiaoyao laughed three times!

"Boss, what advice do you have!" the fat guy asked as he looked at Lu Xiaoyao and laughed for no reason.

"You know, look!

Look at this sign: this is an authentic ancestral craft, peerless grandmother face ........"

Lu Xiaoyao wanted to continue to say two good words, but unfortunately the little bowl in his consciousness had already made a gesture to Lu Xiaoyao!

Lu Xiaoyao could only be reluctant for ten thousand, and a thousand reluctantly stopped talking.

The fat young man looked at the few small words that shone in white, isn't it the face of a peerless grandmother,

But the price behind it is really 888 yuan!

The two gritted their teeth, put their heads together to discuss, but said, "Boss, bring me a bowl of peerless grandmother noodles!"