Chef Liu's confident words made Ning Chujun turn his head and glance over.

There was no expectation at this glance, but a little disdain.

Only by eating Suxia's steamed buns can you understand what is truly delicious. That kind of taste, let alone the chef of a five-star hotel, even the seven-star Burj Al Arab in Dubai can't make it.

So Ning Chujun is almost certain that the more confident Chef Liu is now, the more embarrassed he will be if he fails.

She didn't pay too much attention to the confident chef, but turned her head to look in the direction of Su Xia's departure.

From a practical point of view, she should treat Su Xia as the kind who likes to talk big.

You, a small trader who makes a living by selling steamed buns and changing locks, why are you pretending to be in front of our Ning family?

No matter how delicious the buns are, they are just a street vendor and can't be put on the table.

But for some reason, I thought of Su Xia's sentence, "Just as I don't know you anymore." You don't know me anymore", Ning Chujun's heartbeat missed a beat inexplicably. She had a strange feeling that maybe she really didn't know much about Su Xia, maybe they had misunderstood something. Or what was missing.

This feeling, which even she herself found ridiculous, always lingered in her heart.

Gritting his teeth slightly, Ning Chujun took out his mobile phone and deposited 10,000 yuan into Su Xia's account, which was regarded as fulfilling his promise. After all, no matter what, Su Xia sent the buns, and the contract between the two parties has been completed. As for the rejection that followed, that's another matter.

After transferring the account, Ning Chujun also sent a message to Su Xia: "The money is in your account, whether you are angry or what." It would be irrational to refuse my father's kindness. Those who know the times are junjie, if they give up the best choice for the sake of a little face, they will not have much success in this life. Sometimes, compromise is an important means of human growth and progress! "

The message was sent within two seconds. Susha received it.

At this time, he had already sat in the van, and when he saw the short message on his mobile phone, especially the chicken soup for the soul, Su Xia shook his head slightly, turned off the screen directly, and ignored it.

Ning Chujun was willing to pay, that was her business. Besides, it is natural for you to be paid for your labor.

No matter how much you want to protect your dignity, you won't go out of your way to get along with money.

While driving, Su Xia didn't go home, but went directly to the market, bought a lot of tables, chairs and benches, and shipped them to the store.

The shop had just been renovated a few months ago, and he didn't need to do anything extra, and it was ready to open at any time.

However, in order to avoid customers not being able to find a place, Su Xia deliberately sold steamed buns in the square for two more days to spread the news that he was going to open a store.

Knowing that Su Xia was going to open a store in CBD, Aunt Soy Milk and others were envious.

They sold early here for several years. But no one dared to rent a shop. Because everyone's breakfast is very single, and the rent of CBD is expensive, the rent is often hundreds of thousands and 200,000 yuan a year, how many things do you have to sell to earn back?

No one is willing to pay such a high cost, and it's good to sell breakfast in the square anyway. And there is no one to collect rent, so why not save money for the store.

Having said that, I really see that people who used to set up stalls in the square like themselves are now very envious of the people who have opened their shops.

Among them, Aunt Soy Milk can be said to be in the most complicated mood.

At first, I thought that Su Xia was a rich second generation to experience civilian life. Later, I learned from my nephew Chen Yichuan that Su Xia was just an ordinary person, and her living conditions might be worse than her. But in the blink of an eye. The feeling of being "deceived" has not yet eased up, and people have opened stores.

Aunt Soy Milk now can't figure out who Su Xia is.

Based on prudent consideration, she still made a special call to her nephew Chen Yichuan to inform him of the incident.

Because she felt that Su Xia's steamed buns were indeed delicious, they could attract so many white-collar elites, and they opened a store in just a few weeks, plus Chen Weizhi's incident, maybe he really had something to do with Ning Chujun.

According to the meaning of Aunt Soy Milk, since Chen Yichuan and Su Xia are classmates, it should be possible to talk about buying secret recipes. Even if you don't buy it, you can go back and forth often to deepen your relationship.

In case this person is really related to Miss Ning, it will also be of great benefit to the Chen family.

However, after Chen Yichuan listened to the phone. But he was a little impatient, and said, "Isn't it just to open a breakfast shop, what's the big deal?" As for his buns, no matter how delicious they are, how much money can they make in a year? Okay, Aunt San, don't worry about this, I still have something to do here, hang up first. "

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yichuan casually threw the mobile phone on the table and said, "Hurry up and play the cards!" "

"Your third aunt's phone? What buns? One of the people who was playing cards at the table with him asked.

Chen Yichuan casually threw a pair of aces out. Snorted, and said, "It's just a bun sold by a small deflated three, saying that it is delicious, and I want our family to buy his secret recipe." What else do you say about opening a store, it is possible to become big and so on. It's. How big can you make selling buns? Can you be the richest man? "

The other laughed and said, "Your relative is also quite interesting, with the status of your Chen family, you still need to buy other people's secret recipes?" "

"I don't have the culture to worry about it, I don't even bother to pay attention to her." Chen Yichuan pouted.

I look down on the third aunt a little. It's the truth, and more importantly, he still doesn't think Su Xia's buns are very important.

Regardless of whether it is delicious or not, who in the city doesn't give a thumbs up when it comes to the Chen family's breakfast shop?

Two or three million profits a year. It's not blown!

Besides, Su Xia's waste is the object of ridicule in the classmate's WeChat group. No matter how much Chen Yichuan wants to do something, he will never find a waste to help.

As for Su Xia's opening of a store, he didn't think there was anything else.

The CBD store has a rent of at least 100,000 yuan a year, and he can open a store if he wants to.

I want to see how many cents can be left in a year, excluding water, electricity, labor, and store rent!

I haven't learned to walk, I want to learn how to run, and I don't weigh myself a few pounds and a few taels!

was full of disdain in his heart, so that Chen Yichuan completely gave up his plan to buy the secret recipe.

Two days later, in the morning, Suxia's breakfast shop finally opened.

There were no firecrackers, no banners or flower baskets, and the shop was very low-key. Even so, it was still crowded early in the morning.

The white-collar workers who learned the news in advance came to line up early.

Su Xia's buns now have a total of fifteen cages, which means that fifteen lucky people can buy them.

In addition, the newly launched lotus root flour is also very popular.

Those white-collar workers who didn't buy steamed buns, under his strong recommendation, bought a few bowls of lotus root noodles.

The excellent texture and taste directly conquered everyone who has eaten it. And the diffuse aroma is completely different from the flavor of steamed buns. It also attracted other customers.

Su Xia's price for lotus root noodles is fifteen yuan per bowl, which is quite cheap compared to sixty yuan and one hundred and twenty yuan buns.

There is no limit to the number of times the main magic grinding disc can be used, and the material is just simple lotus root powder, at most with its own ancient well water. If it is too expensive, Su Xia herself will feel unhappy.

It is not expensive and delicious, and the sales volume of lotus root noodles exceeded 100 bowls on the first day!

This is still because of the lack of publicity, and many people don't know that he has added lotus root powder. So there aren't many people who come to line up to buy steamed buns. In addition, Su Xia's shop is not very big, there are only a few tables, chairs and benches in total, and he stipulates that whether it is steamed buns or lotus root noodles, they must be eaten in the store, and they are not allowed to take them away.

White-collar workers have fixed working hours. Many people lined up and had to leave because the opening time was approaching.

Otherwise, it is not uncommon to sell two or three hundred copies a day.

Don't look at the lotus root flour that only sells for 15 yuan, but you can't stand the quantity.

One hundred servings is one thousand five, which is more than the income of steamed buns, and it also doubles Su Xia's daily income!

At the end of the day, you can almost earn 3,000 a day!

The magic steamer and magic grinding disc used by Suxia do not require raw materials, which is equivalent to doing a business.

Sales of 3,000 yuan. It's pure profit! Converted into one month, that's nearly 100,000 yuan!

With a monthly income of 100,000, a month ago, Su Xia couldn't even think of it!

Su Xia, who was busy grinding lotus root powder for the guests, didn't notice the Mercedes-Benz sedan parked not far from the store.

Ning Chujun looked at the store from the car window and could vaguely see Su Xia's figure.

Her brow furrowed slightly, as if she was not very happy.

At the banquet that day, Chef Liu took two pastry chefs to make a bun of steamed buns, but after serving them to the front yard, the guests only ate one bite and put them down silently.

If one person puts it down, it may be a matter of personal taste, but if everyone puts it, it is the chef's problem.

Although the guests didn't say whether it was delicious or not, they all cleverly and deliberately changed the topic, who is Ke Ning Zhensheng? Where would he not be able to see the fame in this.

As soon as the banquet ended, he directly scolded Chef Liu and others.

Not even a person who sells steamed buns on the street, but you are embarrassed to work as a chef in a five-star hotel?

Didn't you say earlier that you are guaranteed to keep your guests satisfied! What now? All dumb?

Chef Liu and others are also aggrieved, they have done their best to adjust both the taste and appearance to the best in their lives. Who would have known that those guests had such a bad mouth?

They don't like to eat such buns, but they like to eat the street vendor's made, who to reason with?

It was just a small episode for the whole party. The guests couldn't eat the buns they were satisfied with, and they wouldn't be embarrassed or turn their faces on Ning Zhen because of this.

But Ning Zhensheng, who thought he had lost face, was angry for this matter and didn't eat for several days.

Ning Chujun was also quite angry, so he didn't patronize Su Xia's stall for two days.

On the third day, the driver took the initiative to inform that Su Xia had opened a store in the CBD.

"It is said that it was borrowed from a distant relative, and it was rented for a long time." The driver recounted what he had heard from several of his early bosses.

Ning Chujun snorted coldly while listening, and said, "It's really ambitious, and the eyes are high. It's just a little bit of a small achievement! The rent of the CBD store is so expensive, and he is lucky to earn 108,000 yuan a year in his business. A little person is a little person, with a low level and short vision, and he doesn't know what it means to accumulate original capital! "