"It's finished." Lin Xiang smiled and nodded, and said, "Ah Fu, tell Hancui to take things out—"

Although Ah Fu was puzzled, he still nodded, shouted at Hancui here, and then asked someone to quickly bring the bowl out.

……

There is no account room in the restaurant on weekdays, so whether it is the income or profit of the restaurant, it is basically handled by Feng Ming of the showcase.

Moreover, Feng Ming did not hire Mr. Bookkeeper, he was also guarded, he felt that it was best to take care of his own business.

On the evening of the last day of the week, when Feng Ming was checking the accounts, he discovered a strange thing.

The best food sold in the restaurant is wonton, followed by chicken stewed noodles, followed by pork or sweet and sour shrimp fried rice...... But......

Feng Ming looked at the account book, then his eyes widened suspiciously, and then he rubbed his eyes with his hands a little childishly, and for a moment, he immediately stared wide.

"This is—" Feng Ming cried out in some inexplicable distraction.

On the last day, in addition to the best wontons and chicken stewed noodles sold today, it turned out to be the egg and green onion noodles and pork bone soup noodles that he was not optimistic about before!

Feng Ming suddenly wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes.

Then I checked it carefully and found that there was really nothing wrong with it.

The total profit of eggs and green onion noodles and pork bone soup noodles is about 180 yuan, which is more than the sum of pork water and sweet and sour shrimp fried rice.

Instantly, Feng Ming felt a little surprised. Then, Feng Ming thought about it for a while, savored it carefully, and then began to reach out and look through yesterday's account books.

Just look at what it clearly says-

"Eggs and green onion noodles, pork bone soup noodles make a profit of sixty wen."

At this moment, he finally came to his senses and remembered yesterday's events, and when he said it, he felt that something was wrong when he was keeping accounts yesterday.

On weekdays, the total profit of egg and green onion noodles and pork bone soup noodles will not exceed 20 wen a day, but only yesterday, the sum of the income of these two types of noodles has increased to 60 wen, an increase of more than 40 wen at once.

However, in the end, the income is not the highest, Feng Ming just shifted his attention slightly, and did not take a closer look directly, who knows, when he looked at the account books again today, the total amount of profit changed.

What the hell is going on?

Feng Ming frowned, looking a little puzzled.

Then I started thinking about it on my own.

When it was time to finish work in the evening, Lin Xiang naturally had a smiling expression on his face, but Feng Ming still had a sad face.

In the end, after Lin Xiang and Cui Afu cleaned up the restaurant, Lin Xiang walked to Feng Ming's side and said with a smile: "Uncle Feng, there is no need to remove the egg and green onion noodles and pork bone soup noodles." ”

Lin Xiang made many bowls of things a day today, so he naturally had a number in his heart.

Hearing this, Feng Ming was stunned on one side, and then raised his eyes to look at Lin Xiang, with some confusion on his face.

Lin Xiang raised the corners of his lips and looked at Feng Ming without squinting.

A moment later-

"It's done, you don't have to take it down." Feng Ming was still confused.

How can something that was not selling well suddenly get a better business?

However, although he had doubts, it was for the sake of making money for the restaurant, so Feng Ming did not quarrel with Lin Xiang at all because of his miscalculation of this little expectation, or make any childish moves for the sake of the battle of will.

There is no need.

After all, Feng Ming asked Wen Hui to remove the things for the sake of the restaurant's income, and now that the business is getting better, he should be the happiest.

However, the mood of doubt was still not solved, and Feng Ming was always depressed in his heart.

Because of some miscalculations, Feng Ming was embarrassed to ask Lin Xiang directly about the reason.

With such a sleepy face, Lin Xiang and A Fu Hancui left the restaurant.

……

When Lin Xiang went home, he went to the steamed bun shop to buy a few hot steamed buns, and his face was smiling all the time, looking very happy.

The uncle who sold steamed buns was a little curious and asked, "Girl, what's wrong, is there anything good?" ”

Is it obvious that you are happy?

Lin Xiang squinted his eyes and smiled at the uncle at the bun shop: "It's nothing, it's just some happy things." ”

The uncle wrapped ten white and chubby meat buns for Lin Xiang, and Lin Xiang left with a smile on his face.

Just pushed the door in, Lin Yan was about to wash his hands and make something to eat, when he saw Lin Xiang entering the house with a bun of buns, and then his face was a little curious.

"Sister, don't we have no money at home?"

Lin Xiang thought about it and said with a smile: "It's nothing, the eclipse should be issued in two days, and we don't have to be nervous these days." ”

After that, Lin Xiang put the hot buns on the table, and then took out some more from the kimchi jar on one side with chopsticks, and said, "Xiaoyan, if you have nothing to do with Ming'er, go to the market and buy some cabbage and green radish." ”

Lin Yan nodded, but there were some doubts in his heart.

Immediately, I heard Lin Xiang say again: "Let's have dinner later, and go to send some pickles to the neighbor's sister-in-law Wang." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yan was clear.

Kimchi is not a precious object, since you want to send it, you have to send more, but there is not much pickling at home, there are only two jars in total, and one jar has gone down in less than two weeks in a blink of an eye.

But......

Lin Yan thought about it, but he had already seen Lin Xiang bring up the cut kimchi.

I eat these things on weekdays, but it's really delicious.

Lin Yan thought as he took a bite of the bun, and then added a chopstick of kimchi and put it in his mouth.

After the two sisters and brothers simply ate the meal, Lin Xiang began to prepare a large bubble of kimchi and kimchi juice, and then hit a bowl full of it.

"Xiaoyan, I'll go by myself, you don't have to go." Lin Xiang couldn't help but instruct before going out.

Hearing this, Lin Yan nodded.

……

"Sister-in-law Wang!" Here, Lin Xiang knocked on the door of Wang's sister-in-law's house.

Sister-in-law Wang over there immediately went out to respond, and when she went out, she saw Lin Xiang smiling and serving delicious food in her hand. immediately knew that the other party was here to deliver food to his family at the moment.

There are not many of them, and the two families have become familiar recently, and after taking the food sent by Lin Xiang, Sister-in-law Wang smiled and said, "It's really troublesome." ”

Lin Xiang hurriedly said that it was nothing, and then hurried home.

"Lin Xiang, the guest officer has another bowl of pork bone noodle soup!" Hancui said while holding the plate in the palm of her hand in the kitchen.

When Ah Fu heard this, his face instantly showed two points of incomprehension.

He silently lowered his head and thought: Since a few days ago, two kinds of noodle soup that have not sold well for some reason have suddenly started business.