Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Three Days of Shibe

Chen Yue's restaurant is just across the street from the gate of Haizhou Normal University, the students of the Normal University have been on summer vacation, and there are not many people sitting in the store, but there are several electric cars parked at the door, listening to the talk about which community today's takeaway is delivered, Zhang Yu knows that this is the takeaway team created by Chen Yue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A young girl who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old walked up to Zhang Yu politely, "Two, what are you eating?" ā€

Finding a place to sit down, Zhang Yu smiled at the girl with a few pimples and freckles on the left side of her face, "Bring me a bowl of knife-cut noodles with tomatoes and eggs, and ask your boss to make it herself." ā€

The hand holding the pen stopped on the notebook, and the smile on the girl's face was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, customer, our boss doesn't cook." ā€

Zhang Yu took the memorization menu from the girl's hand, wrote the words tomato and egg knife cut noodles, and added it to the back to be made by the proprietress herself, and exchanged it for the girl, "You go and tell your proprietress that she knows what it means." ā€

I thought that Zhang Yu and the others were here to make trouble, but they looked at the words on the notebook, but they reacted that these two teenagers and girls knew each other with their bosses, ran to the back, gasped and said to Chen Yue, "Sister Chen, there is a teenage child outside who said that he wants to eat tomatoes and eggs." ā€

"Tomato and egg knife sliced noodles, let the master do it." Hearing this girl's words, Chen Yue was stunned, why did she still come to her to talk about cooking.

Handing over the order menu to Chen Yue, the girl took a few breaths, "No, Sister Chen, it seems that it is someone you know, and he said that he wants to eat the tomato knife noodles you made." ā€

"Someone I know." As a result, ordering the menu, Chen Yue looked at the words on the notebook and laughed loudly, "I know who it is, this guy!" ā€

Sitting opposite Zhang Yu, Zhan Xiaotong wiped the table with a tissue, but found that the dining table was very clean, "What is the relationship between you and the boss here, tomato and egg noodles, what are the allusions?" ā€

smiled mysteriously at Zhan Xiaotong, Zhang Yu didn't solve the mystery, "Of course it's an acquaintance, the boss here is a noodle master, and the best thing is beef noodles, you can taste it later." ā€

Chen Yue, who walked down with the order menu, gently patted Zhang Yu's head, "Stinky boy, I knew it was you, and I was weird!" ā€

"Long time no see, Sister Chen Yue, young again!" Zhang Yu smiled brightly at Chen Yue.

"When did you come to Haizhou, don't make a call, I'll pick you up." Chen Yue sat beside Zhang Yu enthusiastically, then looked at Zhan Xiaotong, and looked at Zhang Yu playfully, "It turned out that I was here to meet my little girlfriend!" ā€

Rubbing his nose, Zhang Yu rolled his eyes and looked at Chen Yue, "What a little girlfriend, this is my sister, Zhan Xiaotong, Xiaotong, this is Sister Chen Yue." ā€

Zhan Xiaotong looked at Chen Yue, speculating in her heart about the relationship between this good-looking female proprietress and Zhang Yu, "Sister Chen Yue." ā€

Holding Zhan Xiaotong's hand, Chen Yue was quite intimate, "Xiaotong, the name is as beautiful as a person, and it is more beautiful than the school flowers of the Normal University." ā€

Zhan Xiaotong smiled sweetly, "Sister Chen Yue, how can I be so good, much worse than you!" ā€

Zhang Yu interrupted the interaction between the two women, "What about Brother Zeng? ā€

Chen Yue got up from his seat, "He's in the back kitchen, what do you eat, I'll let your eldest brother cook it." ā€

Zhang Yu took the menu and handed it to Zhan Xiaotong, "What do you eat?" ā€

"It's my first time here, you're a regular customer, you can order it for me."

Zhang Yu casually ordered, "Let's have two bowls of beef noodles, and then let Brother Chen Hui cook two dishes casually." ā€

Chen Yue wrote down the beef noodles in the order book, and then wrote down a few specialty dishes in the store: "You sit down first, and I'll go to the back kitchen to order." ā€

Zhan Xiaotong was very curious, how Zhang Yu, a guy who lives in Pingyang, could know the owner of this restaurant, "What is your relationship with them?" ā€

Zhang Yu poured a cup of tea for Zhan Xiaotong, "Sister Chen and Brother Zeng are both from our Pingyang, and they used to open a noodle restaurant in our No. 1 Middle School. ā€

Drinking the tea specially sent by Chen Yue, Zhan Xiaotong was really a little thirsty, "It seems that the proprietress is very business-minded, and she has opened her store in Haizhou." ā€

smiled, Chen Yue is indeed a business acumen, although there is his own impetus in the middle, but it is just a catalyst, and the current career is all Chen Yue's hard work.

Chen Yue walked over from the back kitchen with a plate of cold skin, "Noodles and dishes, wait a while, eat some cold skin to cushion your stomach first." ā€

took chopsticks and mixed it, Zhang Yu ate a big bite of the cold skin, slightly spicy, the cold skin is not soft or hard, just the right taste, "Yes, the cold skin mixed by Chef Zeng is better than the outside." ā€

Chen Yue smashed his head with a pen, "What Chef Zeng, stinky boy, I made this cold skin, I can't taste it after eating it before!" ā€

Zhan Xiaotong grinned, took the cold skin with chopsticks, and ate it in small bites.

The sycophant was in the wrong place, Zhang Yu remembered the cold skin made by Chen Yue that he had eaten, but it was not very delicious, "Who knew that you were so busy, and you still had time to study dishes, you are really not a family, if you don't enter a family, I won't talk about Brother Zeng's cooking skills, the changes are too great, you are about to catch up with him." ā€

Chen Yue threw a roll of her eyes at Zhang Yu, how could she not hear Zhang Yu's subtext, "Stinky boy, just say that the cold skin I used to make is not delicious, and it is such a big bend." ā€

Zhang Yu smiled cheekily, "I didn't say it, you guessed it yourself." ā€

Zeng Yifan finally came out of the back kitchen, and Chen Hui and another waiter held three bowls of noodles, "Brother Zeng, Brother Chen Hui." Zhang Yu took the steaming beef noodles.

Chen Hui said hello to Zhang Yu, and then went back to the back kitchen, and he still had to cook, "Xiaoyu, when did you come?" Zeng Yifan saw Zhan Xiaotong beside Chen Yue and smiled, "It turns out that I came to see my little girlfriend!" ā€

sighed, but it is indeed easy to be misunderstood, she is not handsome, the beautiful Zhan Xiaotong, no matter how she looks like she is chasing her, it is also very possible to chase her to Haizhou "Brother Zeng, you and Sister Chen are really husband and wife, they both have the same thoughts, this is my sister, Zhan Xiaotong." ā€

Zhan Xiaotong shouted sweetly, "Brother Zeng! ā€

Zeng Yifan smiled at Zhan Xiaotong and said, "You eat noodles first, I'll cook for you, and we'll talk later." ā€

Eating Zeng Yifan's pure hand-cut noodles, Zhang Yu secretly exhaled a mouthful, it was still the same recipe, or the same taste, "Brother Zeng has been very moist recently!" ā€

"It's not all your fault!" Eating her husband's noodles, Chen Yue responded, she also felt the change in her husband, Mu Ne's husband was now much more interesting, "I have already made the takeaway idea you said, and I made it with the owner of a nearby restaurant." ā€

Zhang Yu poured a little vinegar into the spicy knife-cut noodles, "Chen Xue told me, but are there only so many people in the takeaway team, and they are all idle!" ā€

Chen Yue showed Zhang Yu the women's watch on her wrist, "What time is it, the peak of lunch has long passed, everyone else has gone back to rest, and they stay to deliver the rest of the orders." ā€

Although Zhang Yu and Zhan Xiaotong set off from twelve o'clock, there was a delay in the middle, and now it was more than 1:40 minutes, and it was indeed past lunch time, "There are seventeen formal members of the takeaway team, thirteen men, and four women, and we also contact the school leaders of Haizhou Normal University according to what you said, to provide work-study opportunities for poor students in the school. ā€

"Including the students of Shanghai Normal University, there are almost 50 people in the delivery team now, but many students have gone home, and the business of the restaurant is not as good as before, so we have recently expanded the delivery range to within five kilometers."

Wiping the sweat from his head, Zhang Yu couldn't help but praise Chen Yue, "Sister Chen Yue, you are becoming more and more business-minded." When she first arrived at Haizhou Normal University, Chen Yue pulled in the largest hotel owner in the neighborhood through the takeaway team and shared part of the benefits, but in exchange for the hotel not being harassed by the bastards on the street, and then contacted the leadership of Haizhou Normal University, a work-study program, and monopolized all the food delivery business in Haizhou Normal University, and began to try to expand the geographical scope of takeaway in the off-season of business.

"All this is thanks to your great genius, without your original guidance, how could we be our husband and wife today!"

Zhan Xiaotong watched Zhang Yu and Chen Yue talking, as Ou Yue's daughter, Zhan Xiaotong knew something about business, but the meaning revealed in Chen Yue's words had a lot to do with Zhang Yu, "Sister Chen Yue, you just said that thanks to Zhang Yu, what did he do at the beginning?" ā€

Chen Yue told Zhan Xiaotong about the original incident, and whenever she recalled it, Chen Yue would sigh that this wooden-looking teenager was much more mature than his peers, and much smarter than himself and her husband.

Seeing Chen Yue praising herself to the sky, Zhang Yu felt a fever on his face, "Sister Chen Yue, are you talking about me, how do I feel like a saint, I just because I am a student and understand the spending power of students." As a person who has experienced the Internet tide ten years later, Zhang Yu has a lot of valuable wealth, but unfortunately, Zhang Yu can't sort out everything in his mind about the future generations, and can only think of one out of one place, who calls himself just a 20-year-old otaku.

"Look, I'm right, this guy is just too modest." The two women, who didn't have a lot of food, quickly sat down together and looked at Zhang Yu, "Let me tell you, this takeaway idea was the one Zhang Yu came up with." ā€

"It's really three days, you should be impressed!" Zhan Xiaotong looked at Zhang Yu, who was stained with soup on his mouth, "Brother Xiaoyu, not only has your temper improved, but your brain is also smarter than before, and you have a business mind." ā€

Zeng Yifan served a plate of shredded garlic sprouts and pork ribs with sauce, "What are you talking about, so happy?" ā€

Zhang Yu grabbed a piece of pork ribs and gnawed, "Brother Zeng, don't cook anymore, they're all done, just sit down and eat together." He smiled flatteringly at Zeng Yifan, "Brother Zeng, I'll trouble you to cook a few dishes later, and I'll take them back for dinner." ā€

"No problem." Zeng Yifan took the steamed buns and chopsticks from Chen Yue's hand, as well as wine, or Chen Yue knew him best, as a man in the East China Sea, it was inevitable to be greedy for cups. (To be continued.) )