In the rest area, the cheerful ringtone of the mobile phone rang suddenly, making Li Long almost subconsciously reach out to touch the mobile phone in his waist, while Wang Ming was slightly stunned, and then scratched his head a little embarrassed, and took out the mobile phone in his pocket. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Stinky boy..."

Li Long was slightly stunned, looked at the continuous sound of the phone in Wang Ming's hand, and scolded with a smile, two thousand years ago, because of people's living standards, although mobile phones have begun to be popularized, there is no huge number of users, and small chefs like Wang Ming rarely used mobile phones at that time, and most of them were Hanxian's pagers.

In the face of Li Long's laughter and scolding, Wang Ming also nodded, and immediately connected it, and walked towards the corridor between the kitchen and the hall.

"Hey, is it Wang Ming?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a slightly familiar voice from the fat master, and Wang Ming immediately heard it.

"Well, it's me."

"That's right, after we researched it, we think the sauce and lo-mei you made yourself are not bad, if you have time, let's come to Zuixiangju tomorrow, and by the way, bring two more pieces of Luohan belly, and other foods such as brine, also bring some together."

When the fat master's voice fell, Wang Ming was slightly stunned, and then nodded in agreement.

After hanging up the phone, the expression on Wang Ming's face was a little strange, the two pieces of Luohan belly weighing more than eight catties that were just sent at noon, could it be that they had already been sold out? But in a blink of an eye, I thought of the somewhat perverted popularity of Zuixiangju, and I was relieved.

The work at night is still very busy, close to the Dongjiang River in September, there is a heavy rain again, and at about half past eight in the evening, because of the heavy rain, in addition to the hall there are still diners still eating, the menu in the kitchen, has also been completed.

After cleaning up all the things in the kitchen, Wang Ming went to the front hall a little bored, at this time in the past, most of the kitchens were busy, even if some went to the warehouse to replenish the spices, most of them just stopped at the position of the bar.

When passing by the bar, the front desk is also in a state of leisure because of the pouring rain outside, the TV above the right side of the bar, at the moment is playing a variety show, many waiters are standing around the bar not far away, but their eyes sweep over the TV on the wall from time to time.

Xue Lan and Liang Meng stood together, and when Wang Ming's gaze looked, Liang Meng had a smile on his face, while Xue Lan on the side stood aside expressionlessly, looking at the TV with a somewhat blank look.

Greeted the two with a smile, Wang Ming was just about to walk to the back, when the sound of advertisements came out, and at the same time, the TV channel was replaced by the cashier in the bar.

"We see that this cold dish has a simple shape, but it is crystal clear, and it looks very good, now, Qin Qing will try it on behalf of everyone to see how this cold dish tastes."

In the TV program, a slightly familiar sound came out, which made Wang Ming subconsciously look at the fluorescent screen, and then, the scene that was quite familiar in the morning also came into his eyes.

"Luohan belly?"

Wang Ming was stunned, and then the expression on his face became a little strange, and at this time, perhaps because of the relationship between his peers, seeing that there was a restaurant accepting an exclusive interview, the waiters in the hall also came over, and when they looked at it, many people also showed interest, and seeing this, the cashier in the bar also stopped continuing to turn the table and sat on the rotating chair.

Wang Ming looked at the cold meat master on the screen with strange eyes, the bitter color on the latter's face, even if it was deliberately covered up, was clearly captured by Wang Ming, looking at this somewhat dramatic scene, Wang Ming became interested, his footsteps stopped, and stood down next to the aisle.

"This Luohan belly, but our Zuixiangju is a very famous cold dish, so do you want to know how it is processed?"

On the screen, as the host's voice fell, Master Leng Meat's face turned red, and then his eyes seemed to be looking ahead again, and when he retracted it, he smiled apologetically at the host building in a deep groan, and at this moment, the picture turned, and the figure of the fat master appeared at the top of the screen.

"I'm really embarrassed, the production method of this Luohan belly belongs to the secret recipe of our store, so..."

The fat chef's voice fell, the host faced the camera, showing a regretful expression, and when he immediately diverted the topic, Wang Ming withdrew his gaze, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was more diffuse.

"What's the secret recipe for our store..."

Time always passes quietly inadvertently, and in the blink of an eye, the three days have passed again, and in these three days, because of TV sales, the lo-mei series and tempeh crispy fish promoted by Wang Ming have also been accepted by Zuixiangju one after another, and the most popular one sold is still Luohan belly, which has almost become a must-order cold dish at every table of Zuixiangju.

Because of this, Wang Ming's life has also fallen into a full busyness, and as for Gao Yuan and others in Lao Chuanlu, they have not appeared in the past few days, and in general, everything has entered a normal cycle.

Zuixianju originally had an excellent business, and with the promotion of TV programs, the flow of people was more huge than before, and because of this, the surrounding restaurants and restaurants also paid more attention to Zuixiangju.

It was still the time for the lunch break, Wang Ming came out of Zuixiangju, and there were already more than 500 yuan in his pocket, although there were only a few three cooked food in the entire small food street that were cooking with him, but the amount of Zuixiangju alone was enough to give Wang Ming the motivation to continue.

"Is that him?"

At the door of Chuanxiang Kitchen, the lazy man in the bar a few days ago, who is also the owner of Chuanxiang Kitchen, looked at Wang Ming who came out of Zuixiangju, frowned slightly, and then said in a low voice, In the past two days, he also found someone to eat in Zuixiangju once, but he found a strange situation, the sales rate of cold dishes is significantly higher than others, perhaps because of the hot weather in summer, but almost every table will have an Arhat belly, which is novel, and as for the business cards and leftovers left by Wang Ming that day, He had already thrown it in the trash.

Looking at Wang Ming's figure at this moment, he had a hunch, it seemed that the best-selling cold dish of Zui Xianju meat was Wang Ming in front of him who was distributing, and a few days ago, he was rejected by himself.

"Wait a minute."

As soon as he thought of this, the man shouted, as his voice fell, Wang Ming was slightly stunned, and when he turned around, looking at the man who came slowly, Wang Ming said lightly: "What? Is there something wrong? ”

Wang Ming's words fell, but the man didn't care at all, and when he approached, he looked at the two fresh-keeping cabinets behind the motorcycle and smiled.

"I'm the owner of Chuanxiang Kitchen, my surname is Xue, can you see what cooked food you have delivered here?"

Boss Xue's voice fell, and he looked at Wang Ming, but the expression on his face had a dominant look, as if he was able to open his mouth to inquire, and he had already given Wang Ming a path to make a fortune.

In the face of Boss Xue's gaze, Wang Ming also smiled, and then, when he looked up, a faint sound also came out of his mouth.

"I'm sorry, it's gone, if you need to, you can register it, but the small business is all cash." (To be continued.) )