"Then give me a ......"

The middle-aged man said as he began to look at the menu on the wall.

Almost at first glance, he saw the small blackboard that stood out. It's just that when he saw what was written on the blackboard, his face suddenly changed slightly, and then he pointed to the blackboard and asked cautiously.

"Manager, did you make a mistake in writing this price?"

Gou Ming glanced at his finger and replied very decisively.

"Nope."

The middle-aged man couldn't help frowning.

"So, do you use any precious ingredients in this dish?"

"No, it's just the most common eggs and white rice."

Gou Ming replied very frankly.

But this answer made the other party even more dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man's face couldn't help but sink, and the good impression generated by his enthusiasm and politeness disappeared in an instant because of his handsome and sunny appearance. At the same time, he labeled Gouming's restaurant as a 'black store' in his heart.

"Store manager, don't you think your price is a bit expensive?"

The middle-aged man's tone implied that he was not good.

Gou Ming smiled slightly.

"No, it won't. I feel like my craft deserves the price. ”

Hearing Gou Ming's answer, the middle-aged man almost wrote his dissatisfaction on his face, and he had the heart to push the door and leave, but after thinking about it, at this point in time, most restaurants are closed.

"Good! Then bring me this 'most expensive golden egg fried rice'! ”

The middle-aged man said through some gritted teeth.

At the same time, there was a different kind of caution in his heart......

"Wait a minute."

Gou Ming turned around and walked into the kitchen, and after a while, there was the sound of the iron pot and the frying spoon colliding in the kitchen.

The middle-aged man was not idle.

He whispered as he pulled out his phone and pointed the camera at the small blackboard.

"I didn't even serve a glass of water, it was really a black shop, and the service was too bad......"

Click!

There was a soft sound, and the contents of the blackboard were illuminated by him.

The middle-aged man made up his mind to complain to the Consumer Affairs Agency (Japan's Consumer Association) and ask them to ban this black shop that blatantly steals customers!

At this moment, his heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of justice of 'cracking down on black restaurants and avoiding other diners from being deceived'.

In less than two minutes, Gou Ming walked out with a plate tightly covered with a bowl.

"I've been waiting."

When Gou Ming put the plate in front of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man suddenly sneered in his heart.

'What kind of food can you make in such a short time?' ’

He was even more determined in his heart to open a black shop and kill people.

As a mid-level leader of a company, it is not uncommon for him to accompany customers to dinner, and he has been to many high-end restaurants and tasted hundreds of high-end dishes, but he has never seen any high-end cuisine that can be prepared in less than two minutes.

With preconceived prejudices, Jung Ho Chi also lifted the lid on the plate.

Airplanes!

A golden light suddenly rose into the sky.

"What's, what is this?"

Jung Ho Chi was also taken aback, he had never seen such an exaggerated dish.

Soon the golden light dissipated, revealing the dishes on the plate.

It was a lump of golden fried rice in the shape of an upside-down bowl, each grain of rice sparkling in the light as if it were made of gold. A strong aroma of eggs drilled directly into his nostrils.

Jung Ho Chi also dares to guarantee that judging from the appearance alone, this plate of fried rice is completely worthy of the chef's specialty of the chef of the most exclusive restaurant in the city center.

"Selling and selling are secondary, the key is taste, and the soul of food is taste!" ’

Jung Ho-chi also forcibly persuaded himself, and then couldn't wait to hold the spoon next to him, scoop up a spoonful of fried rice and send it to his mouth.

Rumble!

Jeonghoike also felt the rich aroma of eggs blooming in his mouth, and it was accompanied by soft and chewy rice, a moderate salty taste, and the aroma of pepper.

It was like a flame bursting in his mouth, enveloping his whole body in a golden ray of sunlight.

It's so delicious!

After walking for most of the day, I was already hungry and growling, and now I have eaten such delicious food.

The deliciousness suddenly doubled.

Complaints, justice and the like have long been forgotten by Jung Ho-chi, and etiquette and image have also been thrown aside by him.

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants to eat this bowl of fried rice!

I saw that Zhen Haochi also sped up at first, and kept scooping up fried rice with a spoon and sending it to his mouth. As soon as I finished chewing and swallowing it in my mouth, the next spoonful came again.

In the back, it seemed that it was too slow, and Zhen Haochi simply picked up the plate and brought it to his mouth, and then picked up the spoon and rushed it directly into his mouth!

A whole plate of fried rice was swept away by him in an instant, in one go, without pause!

After pouring the last bit of fried rice into his mouth, as if eating too quickly, he suddenly stopped and began to pound his chest with his fist.

Gou Ming couldn't stand it, and hurriedly handed him a glass of water.

Junghochi also drank the water in one go.

Syllable!

Suddenly put the cup on the table, and then let out a long breath, revealing a comfortable expression after successfully helping a JK.

"Master, your fried rice is so delicious!"

At this time, Zhen Haochi's expression was full of respect and admiration, not to mention the slightest vigilance and ridicule before.

He looked back at the blackboard, then pulled his wallet out of his pocket, flipped through it, and asked with some pain and confusion.

"Master, is the second serving of this fried rice really half price?"

Gou Ming nodded.

"Today is the first day of the new product launch, and the event will last for a week......"

"Good! Bring me one, no, two more golden egg fried rice! ”

As if he had made up his mind, Jung Ho Chi slapped the 4,000 yen bill on the table with a painful face.

Swish!

Gouming's hand quickly swept across the table, and the four bills immediately entered his pocket without a sound.

Then his smile widened.

"Wait a minute."

In less than five minutes, two plates of golden egg fried rice were served on the table by Gou Ming.

Zhen Haochi also immediately picked up the spoon and quickly rushed the fried rice into his mouth, as if he was afraid that Gou Ming would rob him.

As he ate, he screamed and screamed selflessly.

"It smells so good! I've never eaten such delicious, fragrant fried rice! ”

In less than ten minutes, two plates of fried rice were loaded into his belly again.

At this time, Zhen Haochi's originally upright belly was even more bulging like a pregnancy in October.

After resting for a while, Jung Ho-chi also stood up and took his clothes.

"Master, I'll be back next time!"

He bowed to Gou Ming, then pushed the door open and walked away in high spirits.

Gou Ming took out the four thousand-yen bills in his pocket and flicked them with his fingers.

Listening to the crisp sound of the banknotes, Gou Ming couldn't help but nod.

"Not bad."

After that, until the evening, no customers were willing to try the golden egg fried rice.

Gou Ming, who got off to a good start, couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

However, he firmly believes that tomorrow will be better.