After listening to the words of the shopkeeper, Zhang Desheng frowned slightly, having said that, he was always a little unsure in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you sure they didn't do anything else?" Zhang Desheng frowned and pondered for a while, and asked the shopkeeper.

"The villain can't get in, every time he goes in, he will be kicked out by their shopkeeper, and he can't see what the scene is inside at all, but don't worry about it, the villain has carefully observed, their cooking master is still Master Wu, and he can't make any new tricks!" The shopkeeper said with a bitter face.

After hearing this, Zhang Desheng's brows tightened, his hand shook, opened the piece of paper that the shopkeeper gave him, and looked at it carefully.

"This stir-fry...... What is it? Finally, Zhang Desheng felt as if he had discovered some secret.

But after thinking about it for a while, I never knew when I had heard the name stir-fry. immediately asked directly to the shopkeeper.

"I heard from the guests that it seemed to be a new invention of their restaurant, as if it was ...... It's like ......" Speaking of this, the shopkeeper was a little cringe, not daring to speak.

"Something like that!" Zhang Desheng's voice was cold, staring at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was so frightened by Zhang Desheng's momentum that his body trembled, and he hurriedly said, "It seems to be ...... The guests said that this new dish tasted very good......"

The more he spoke, the quieter he became, and after saying this, the shopkeeper immediately lowered his head.

"Then you're still telling me it's out of the way?"

Looking at the back of the shopkeeper's head, Zhang Desheng was angry.

moved his lips, but he still didn't scold after all, the most important thing at the moment is not to scold, but to quickly find a way, and also learn how to stir-fry this way.

"Go, give this piece of paper to the master in the back kitchen, and let him find a way to see if he can develop it too!"

"Yes, yes...... I'll go! ”

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he took the piece of paper and ran towards the back kitchen without looking back.

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Today is the last day of the free promotion of Muqing Restaurant, and it was busy until the curfew, and Ning Xiaocheng and the others relaxed.

At this time, Ning Xiaocheng was already so tired that he was panting, but Master Wu and Chen Muqing were excited.

Chen Muqing only occasionally made a move, basically didn't do anything, and there was still energy.

But Master Wu had been busy in the kitchen for a day, and he was still so energetic, which made Ning Xiaocheng a little unbalanced.

I secretly made a plan in my heart, and I must take the time to exercise this body, otherwise I will always be so busy, and my body will be exhausted, and the gains will outweigh the losses.

Before going to bed, Ning Xiaocheng specially told Chen Muqing that the opening time of the store tomorrow would be postponed to lunch.

Chen Muqing looked puzzled and asked Ning Xiaocheng what he meant by this move, Ning Xiaocheng casually perfunctory a few words and explained to her what hunger marketing is.

Chen Muqing was stupid, and after thinking about it, she felt that what Ning Xiaocheng said was very reasonable.

When people are hungry and want to eat, isn't that "hunger" marketing?

In fact, Ning Xiaocheng just wanted to get some sleep and have a good rest.

He also knew that starting tomorrow, there would not be as many customers in the restaurant as in the past two days.

After all, he has also secretly observed that most of the people who came to eat in the past two days were poor families, and less than thirty percent of those who really had the strength to consume.

And among these 30%, at least 20% will be lost due to high prices and other reasons.

In other words, less than one percent of the guests can really be retained.

And with the loss of time, there will only be fewer and fewer repeat customers, and more will be some admiring customers.

But even so, it's much better than making ends meet.

And at Ning Xiaocheng's insistence, the price of all stir-fried dishes is about twice as expensive as ordinary dishes. This is only a temporary profit, and if you really want to take a long-term view, you will definitely have to find another way.

At dawn the next day, Ning Xiaocheng woke up.

When I woke up at this time of day in the past two days, my biological clock had been fixed, and I couldn't get a good night's sleep.

With a helpless sigh, Ning Xiaocheng still got up and went to the courtyard to fetch water and wash.

The good thing about this year is that the well water is natural and pollution-free. Although there is no toothbrush, you can only rinse your mouth with wicker silk dipped in salt.

But after washing, you can directly take the gourd scoop and scoop a scoop of cool well water to drink.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiaocheng suddenly thought of an excellent idea to make money.

If you don't have a toothbrush these days, can't you make a toothbrush and sell it?

Although there is no toothpaste, it is much more convenient than this wicker. In addition, toothbrushes are very easy to make, as long as you find a few women and teach the method to mass production.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiaocheng's eyes lit up, he remembered this idea firmly, and searched for the manufacturing method of the toothbrush in the encyclopedia memory.

It is obviously impossible to do this at the moment, and only when the business of the restaurant is on the right track and I can take a break from my own work can I put this idea into practice.

After washing, the sky was not yet bright, and after glancing at the hidden courtyard door of the Sanjin Courtyard, Ning Xiaocheng turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Just take advantage of the fact that there is no one now, exercise and run.

He doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't know any formed exercise methods, so he can only go running according to the most primitive stupid methods.

I walked out of the door of the restaurant, looked left and right in the direction, and started my morning run along the path of Suzaku Fang.

In my memory, the front of the Vermilion Bird Square is the East Market, the economic center of Ningcheng, and the back is separated by an Anding Street, which is the residential Anding Square.

At the junction of Andingfang and the adjacent Jixiangfang, there is a natural lake called Taihu Lake.

There are also planted green forests on the edge of Taihu Lake, which is a rare place to exercise.

After setting the destination, Ning Xiaocheng set off towards Taihu Lake.

It seems that the distance between the two squares is not very far, but after running down this way, Ning Xiaocheng is so tired that he is out of breath.

By the time we reached Taihu Lake, it was already dark, and residents had begun to appear around at this moment.

found a stone pier on the edge of Taihu Lake and sat down, Ning Xiaocheng wiped his sweat while looking at the scenery in front of him.

This Taihu Lake covers a large area, and at first glance, it is estimated that there are four or five sizes of the Suzaku Fang school field.

The morning breeze blows the surface of the lake, and the scenery is very good.

After resting for a while, estimating the hour, Ning Xiaocheng began to run back.

When he ran back to the gate of Muqing Restaurant, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the door was already full of people at this time, most of them were ragged homeless people, even some people who were dressed normally, they were also yellow and thin, and they looked like people who had not eaten for a long time.

Two days ago, the restaurant had already opened its doors to welcome customers, so there were people waiting here today.

Ning Xiaocheng hurriedly retreated and hid on the side of the wall to take a few looks.

After all, it is not a way to go on like this, after thinking about it, Ning Xiaocheng had an idea and ran directly towards the back door.