After Song Yong read too many online novels, the mutton skewer stall he expected in his mind should be opened like this:

He was such a small stall that had just opened, and there were no small flyers and small advertisements.

When it first opened, naturally there was no one to take care of it.

But at his own insistence, when the first customer ate the first bite of the lamb skewer with a suspicious gaze, he was immediately conquered by the supreme deliciousness.

Then, under the good reputation of one word of ten and ten of hundreds, his lamb skewers began to gradually become popular.

To put it in a slightly more elegant way: the process is tortuous, but the future is extremely bright.

However, he didn't expect one thing at all: why is the taste and aroma so different between the same pork, just local pork and artificially bred pork.

What's more, there is a difference between this top-quality mutton from the primitive era and the mutton wholesaled in other vegetable markets.

When this top-quality lamb is grilled, he may be somewhat accustomed to that domineering aroma.

However, what a frenzied thing for those innocent passers-by who plan to walk and eat after they have eaten enough......

At about half past seven, the fifty pieces of mutton skewers that Song Yong baked for Sister Amei had not yet been completely cooked, and the first serious guest came to the door.

It was a young man with a round face with glasses, and his figure was a little rounder.

Originally, he was passing by the mouth of the alley dozens of meters away with a full burp, obviously planning to go to the park after he had just eaten enough.

Then in the sultry smell of meat, he found that he couldn't walk a little anymore.

In the end, after walking to the left and eating meat to the right, he chose the right, the very shabby-looking kebab stand.

"Boss, how do you sell skewers?" asked the little fat man.

After a few years, he was called the boss again, even if he was selling cabbage in the market in this year, he was still called the boss.

But Song Yong listened to it in his ears, and he was still very emotional.

At least, it sounds much cooler than those guys from the Gray Rabbit tribe when they call themselves 'brave leaders'.

So, he showed a perfect business smile with eight teeth, and replied: "One dollar a string, buy ten strings and I'll give you a string." ”

Looking at the lamb skewers, which are obviously thicker than other places, the little fat man gave a thumbs up:

"The boss is very particular, give me ten yuan;

Due to the rush of time, Song Yong didn't even have time to get out the QR code for WeChat collection, so he could only take out his mobile phone and point out the money collected.

In the wonderful vibration of the mobile phone, the skewers for the proprietress Amei in my hand were also baked.

After sprinkling the last handful of white sesame seeds, he estimated that Sister Amei would not be able to eat it for a while, so he directly divided eleven of them and handed them to the little fat man.

After the little fat man took the lamb skewers, he walked out towards the simple table and chair on one side.

Just as he was walking, he couldn't help but taste it first, and suddenly, a sound of 'oops~' sounded, obviously the product was burned to the mouth.

Then, the thing looked back at Song Yong, and his eyes were so complicated.

In this way, Song Yong was a little unhappy: You eat the skewers yourself until your mouth is hot, do you still want me to be responsible? I don't carry this pot.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the little fat man raised a chubby finger, and said with great firmness in his mouth: "Boss, another one hundred yuan; ”

"Also, bring me two of those lamb ribs. ”

"Okay!" Song Yong immediately came to his senses after hearing this, he hurriedly walked a few steps, and gave the grilled mutton skewers and pork ribs to Sister Amei.

Then he quickly ordered a hundred and a few lamb skewers, as well as two lamb ribs, and began to grill.

A hundred dollars, that's a big business, you must make this big customer satisfied.

"Specially, it's just a lamb skewer, don't be so fierce. Song Yong, who was busy with work, complained so much in his heart.

The time is only half past eight at most.

But his four simple tables were already full of guests drinking beer and skewers.

In addition, there is also Sister Mei, who sells wine and smiles, and the two sets of tables and chairs donated free of charge are also full.

At the same time, there are more than a dozen customers in the queue who plan to eat and pack while standing.

Ever since the little fat man sat down, it was as if the floodgates had been opened, and the scented guests came one after another.

The masses of the Great Celestial Empire are like this, the more people queue up, the more hot the business is.

Maybe at the beginning, they just tried to buy a few lamb skewers, but the subsequent additional quantities made Song Yong have a kind of mutton skewers of his own, which is the illusion of not wanting money.

In less than an hour, Song Yong's small stall was so popular that the owner of a grilled fish restaurant dozens of meters away immediately turned his eyes bloody.

It's just that in this way, Song Yong was completely busy like a dog.

In the smoke, Song Yong, who was busy flying, felt as if he had returned to the construction site where he had worked before:

The sweat on his head continued to flow down and into his eyes, and the irritated eyeballs were bursts of sharp pain, but even so, he didn't even have the time to wipe the sweat.

Put it into the barbecue grill with a large amount of charcoal, the charcoal fire is burning vigorously, and it also chokes Song Yong who is standing in front of him.

At this time, Song Yong grabbed a large handful of mutton with both hands and one hand, and kept turning it quickly, even sprinkling chili peppers and cumin powder.

It can be said that now he has turned on his maximum hand speed.

Even if the problem is like this, there is still a continuous urging sound in my ears: "Boss, is my meat skewer ready, I've been waiting for a long time~"

"Boss, add another two hundred yuan mutton skewers, and we will also have ten skewers of lamb kidneys~"

"Okay, it's fast, it's going to be right away~" Except for such an instinctive answer in his mouth, Song Yong really felt fainted......

While busy, Song Yong's mobile phone rang in his trouser pocket.

Song Yong, who was in a hurry, sometimes made indirect phone calls in this kung fu, and then, after he thought of his phone number, which seemed to be only owned by Wang Xinran, the situation was immediately different.

After he connected the phone with one hand, it was Wang Xinran's crisp voice that sounded: "Ah Yong, where are you now, are you free?"

The voice of the beautiful girl immediately lifted the young man's spirits, but he really didn't have the time to say too much.

The only way to say it was this: "I'm selling skewers right now, and I'm a little too busy right now, so why don't I call you again tomorrow morning?"

"Sell skewers? Send it to me. After saying that, he hung up the phone quickly.

Song Yong also sensed something wrong at this time, but he still used WeChat to locate it.

Then, naturally, he continued to be busy grilling skewers.

Busy, busy, Song Yong just finished grilling a handful of mutton skewers, and shouted in a loud voice: "Boss, this table is finished, hurry up and clean it up." ”

"That's it!"

Before Song Yong was about to respond, another familiar voice agreed, definitely Wang Xinran, the voice of a beautiful girl.

Song Yong, who was like a sand sculpture, looked up and saw Wang Xinran, who was wearing a beautiful skirt with a genuine LV bag on his back, tidying up the dirty table with his hands and feet.

That's like a virtuous husband and wife boss.