Chapter 272: Zhuo Qingfeng's Heart Eye
"I wish you a good start, and business is getting more and more prosperous."
"I wish business is like spring and wealth is like water!"
"The opening is prosperous, and wealth comes from all directions!"
And so on, many, many, and many more, and a very conspicuous big red banner that reads "The First Face of the World".
Gao Zengqing let people pull away, and it was placed under the signboard, red and hot, and the words were also golden, which was very conspicuous and profound.
"Brother Gao, so many flower baskets?"
Gao Zengqing smiled and arched his hand, "Thanks to those friends for giving me face." ”
"Haha, you are modest, so much face, it can be seen that you usually have good interpersonal relationships and can mix, you are also a veteran in this industry."
Gao Zengqing squinted, almost only the whites of his eyes remained, he looked at the Zhuo family noodle restaurant opposite, half modest, half mocking, "The patriarch is not counted, but he has a little more experience than ordinary people, and he can take fewer detours." Freshness is only temporary, and only word-of-mouth can last for a long time. ”
"That's that......"
Because of these flower baskets, many people join in the fun, and this "first face in the world" gimmick is really too big, and many people who have never tasted his noodles can't help but be curious, what is the taste of the first face in the world.
As a result, Gao's noodle restaurant has signs of recovery.
At this time, Old Man Tan saw the noodle restaurant opposite through the door, if it weren't for the people gathered, he really wouldn't have found that there was a noodle restaurant opposite.
"The noodle restaurant opposite you has a lot of momentum, so many flower baskets, it can't be deliberately against you, right?"
Old man Tan is well-informed, so he always has some bold guesses.
I don't want to guess people in malice, but I have to guard against it.
Zhuo Qingfeng brought noodles to this group of old people, and his smile did not decrease, "How can it, he also happened to be on the opposite side, and it happened to be a coincidence." ”
Old man Tan just wanted to persuade Zhuo Qingfeng to be more attentive, don't be unguarded all day long, otherwise he won't know if he will be cheated by someone at that time.
As a result, Zhuo Qingfeng followed up and said casually, "Don't be afraid, unless his family sends flower baskets every day, then he can afford to send them." ”
"Poof!" A mouthful of hot noodles almost choked Old Man Tan, Old Man Tan took the tissue handed by Zhuo Qingfeng, wiped it, and looked Zhuo Qingfeng up and down.
I can't see it, I can't see it, I look like I don't have a heart, and I'm also a black-bellied master.
Sending flower baskets every day, he will say that it seems that he is quite confident in his craft.
But he didn't blame him for being too narcissistic, Old Man Tan turned his head and looked at his old comrades-in-arms.
After the days were good, many people were cured, and there were always people who gave some gifts, but they couldn't get them back.
How many good things these old men have eaten, what delicacies, mountain delicacies, and seafood, all of them have tasted all over again, and their mouths have been nourished, and now their stomachs are not very good, not the best food, eat two or three bites, and put down the chopsticks.
But now, facts speak louder than words.
His old comrades-in-arms were snorting one bite after another, the hot soup didn't care about being hot, and the noodles were bite-by-mouth, and they were loud.
What a decent person on weekdays, now he eats regardless of his image, and his forehead is full of dense beads of sweat, and he can't care about wiping it.
"This soup is so fresh, there must be wild mountain mushrooms in it."
"Yes, I don't know where to pick it, and the ones sent by others in my family don't smell like this."
"I don't know how to cook, and I don't understand it, so I think it's delicious, hehe."