Chapter 5 Mushroom cabbage

The person who came was a woman, twenty-three or four-year-old, with short ear-length hair, a camisole with a denim jacket, short hot pants, two long white legs exposed, dizzy, and a pair of camel hiking shoes on her feet stained with a lot of dust. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Looking at the face, the melon seed face has big eyes, thin eyebrows and a small nose, which is very attractive, and the thin corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, with a sense of contempt that tastes the world.

There was a sly air between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"You're in this shop...... Isn't business good? The woman stepped on the chair with one foot and grinned at Wang Yuan, "Or, I'll give you propaganda?" ā€

Wang Yuan glanced at her and didn't squeak.

"Let me introduce myself, I am a reporter of the New Evening News, I am in charge, mainly in the urban life sector, don't look at the business in your store is not very good, as long as I publish an article in the newspaper, as long as it is a little ...... Yes, two or three hundred words, your store will be on fire......"

"And then?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

"And then?" It seems that this girl has never been asked like this by others, and she was blindsided for a while.

"Then, of course, there are many guests, and when the time comes, count the money until you are soft." She leaned close to Wang Yuan's ear, lowered her voice and said, "Just a little bit of ...... You get the idea! ā€

Wang Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Actually, our store relies on quality to win. ā€

The girl sneered, "Okay, don't blow it, your ceiling is covered with dust, so let's cook a few dishes, look good, I'll take pictures." ā€

"By the way, I usually publish an article for 5,000 yuan......" She paused deliberately, and found that Wang Yuan did not have the consciousness to pay for it, so she smiled awkwardly, "You will get a discount for the first cooperation, 1,000 yuan, I will pay you brother!" ā€

"We really rely on quality here!" Wang Yuan was afraid that she didn't understand, so he emphasized again, this girl was not happy, Danfeng rolled his eyes, "Come on, you, who is fooling, it's just a thousand yuan, if you want to engage in publicity, you have to let out some blood!" They are all smart people, why don't they understand this truth? ā€

A thousand? If you had come an hour ago, I guess I would have been able to pay for it, but for now!

Wang Yuan smiled, "That's it, girl, I'll make a dish, you can taste it, if you think it's good, help me publicize it, if you think it's not good, you give a cost, and scatter it in two, how about it?" ā€

"Lady, I've eaten more restaurants than you've ever walked!" The girl slapped the table, "Okay, it's such a happy decision, so don't talk nonsense, stir-fry a plate and let the professional gourmand give you a review!" ā€

Wang Yuan also wants to publicize and publicize, after all, the situation in the store is too panicked now, and he also knows that if he wants to be popular, he has to advertise, but advertising costs money, and he can't afford to pay the rent now, where does he have the spare money to advertise?

Since you have such an opportunity, make a plate for her to taste.

But looking at the few pitiful ingredients on the desk, I can't help but make a difficulty, just a few ingredients, what to do?

Wang Yuan's gaze fell on the freshly picked shiitake mushrooms.

Yes, just do it!

Unscrewed the induction cooker, he blanched the shiitake mushrooms in hot water, changed the cabbage into a knife, and put it in the boiling until it broke. After that, slice the mushrooms, stir-fry them with oil and salt, and finally don't forget to sprinkle a little crushed melon seeds of their own invention.

That's right, it's crushed melon seeds.

The female reporter sat at the table bored, holding the mobile phone and pressing it quickly, she sneered in her heart, what delicious food can be made in this kind of small fly restaurant, she can't give up a thousand yuan, it's really hard to get home.

Slowly, a faint fragrance wafted over and drilled into her nose, she couldn't help but lift her nose and smell it, there was the fragrance of vegetables, as well as the strong fragrance of mushrooms, stirring together, stimulating her nose.

"What are you doing, putting so much sesame oil!" The female reporter leaned back in her chair and came to a standard Ge You paralysis. It seems a little more comfortable.

Wang Yuan put away the fire, put the mushroom cabbage on the plate, and put it in front of her.

"Taste?"

"Taste it!" The female reporter saw that the cabbage was bright in color and translucent, and the shiitake mushrooms were oily all over, so it must be delicious.

I don't believe anything good can be done in such a small place!

The female reporter muttered, took a chopstick and put the mushroom in her mouth, good guy, although the heat is insufficient, the mushroom is tender and smooth, and the entrance is elastic, where is this eating mushrooms, it's just chewing QQ candy!

"How's it taste?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

"Don't talk!" The female reporter waved her hand, picked up the whirlwind chopsticks, and a plate full of shiitake mushrooms and cabbage was left in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh The female reporter finally raised her head, grabbed a tissue and wiped her mouth, "Sorry for making you laugh, the taste is okay, but the soy sauce smell is too strong, and by the way, the garlic is a little too much, and the overall look is okay!" ā€

"I didn't put soy sauce at all!" This is the truth, the soy sauce ran out a week ago, and I have been brushing the bottom of the soy sauce bottle with water for the past few days!

"Sorry for the mistake haha!" The female reporter slapped her thigh, "If you score it, this dish can be scored five points, and it can't be higher!" ā€

Wang Yuan pursed his lips, I really can't figure out whether you are a reporter or a deceitful person.

But for the sake of her being a woman, let's charge a cost!

"One hundred and fifteen." Wang Yuan stretched out his hand, and the female reporter jumped up, "You rob, you want one hundred and fifteen for a plate of fried cabbage with mushrooms!" I'll give you two hundred and five, do you want it? ā€

"If you really give two hundred and five, I don't have a problem." Wang Yuan said.

"Since you're a reporter for the Food Channel, I ask you, what do you think of my dish compared to the dishes in those high-end restaurants?" Wang Yuan sat down and asked, the female reporter shook her head, "Your dish is worth fifteen ...... at most."

Yo he, it seems that I really came to eat and drink for nothing!

"I'm not done yet!" The female reporter smiled, grabbed a toothpick and picked her teeth, "Actually, the dishes in the restaurant are not as good as yours, I just want to ask you, where did your shiitake mushrooms come from, why does it taste so good?" ā€

Wang Yuan smiled and shook his head, "I'm sorry, it's confidential, I don't have anything to say!" ā€

"Forget it, the water that spilled out of the words is spoken, your dish tastes good, I'll write you a manuscript!" The female reporter took out her notebook as she spoke, brushing and typing quickly, "The name of the store?" ā€

"Yunxuan Pavilion." Wang Yuan said slowly.

It is worthy of being specialized in writing, in less than five minutes, the manuscript was finished, Wang Yuan poked his head and looked, obediently, I am a small shop, what do you mean by the word tall?

And you have the title, a mentally handicapped young man with a disability who opens a specialty store to detonate a global food frenzy......

"It's going to be eye-catching now!" The female reporter smiled, and Wang Yuan glared again, "Do you think I look like a mentally handicapped young man?" ā€

"Okay, don't be verbose, no one reads the title now that it's not like this!" Seeing that Wang Yuan was still a little angry, she patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Don't worry, the newspaper is typeset on Friday, you just wait for the guests to block the door, count the money and count until your hands cramp!" ā€

After saying that, she threw down a hundred and fifty dollars and walked away.

"What's your last name?" Wang Yuan chased out the door and asked.

"Chu Xiangling!"

Wang Yuan felt as if he had been fooled.

From noon to evening, with no guests coming to his door except for the female reporter, he cleaned up the shop and found that something seemed to be missing.

By the way, my phone, where did my phone go?

Wang Yuan was looking for it, and the mobile phone hidden in the corner suddenly beeped, and he hurriedly grabbed it and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.