"Qiao's fried chicken, fragrant your teeth!"

Before he saw the signboard of Qiao's fried chicken, Qi Yin heard someone shouting this advertising slogan.

The carriage turned a corner, and Qi Yin couldn't wait to lift the curtain, and saw that the entrance of Qiao's fried chicken restaurant at the intersection had been surrounded by water.

"Hurry up!" Qi Yin could already smell the scent of seductive insects, and if she wasn't still pregnant, she would have wanted to jump out of the carriage and run into the store at this time.

Lin Yunfei had no choice but to ask the coachman to be more stable.

The two of them stepped out of the carriage at the door of the store and saw that there were already many customers in the store.

The waiter at the door greeted him, "May I ask if it's two?" ”

"Yes." Lin Yunfei held Qi Yin.

The waiter nodded and led them inside.

A waitress who was still standing outside the door did not leave, and was still introducing Qiao's fried chicken restaurant to the onlookers at the door.

"We have dine-in and takeaway services, and we have a quick window where you can buy and go, but you only have chicken skewers and french fries!" The waitress spoke clearly and described the characteristics of the fried chicken restaurant to the people around her.

Many people watched the excitement at the door at first, but after watching it for a long time, they were attracted by the spicy smell of pepper from the store, and they were even more salivated by the faint smell of cumin chicken.

The people of Lin'an are living a good life, and some people are so greedy that they go directly into the store.

The audience who watched the commercial in Peach Blossom Garden that day didn't listen to the waitress's speech, and walked to the store with their heads covered.

Qi Yin and Lin Yunfei walked into the store, and the waiter pointed to the pick-up table not far away, "You can order food there, after ordering, our waiter will give you a bamboo stick, and the bamboo stick will have your serial number written on it, if your meal is ready, they will call your number, and then you can go to the front desk to pick up the food." ”

"This method is really novel, it deserves to be Tan Niang." Qi Yin nodded, looking around more and more curiously.

The tables, chairs and benches around her didn't look abnormal at first glance, but when Qi Yin sat on the chair, she found that these chairs were wrapped with a thin layer of cotton, and even deliberately followed the structure of the chair in order not to let people see through it.

"You go and order." Qi Yin sat on the chair and felt very comfortable, and seeing that Lin Yunfei hadn't ordered yet, he hurriedly urged.

When Lin Yunfei saw her sit down, he first asked the waiter to pour her a cup of hot water before going to the front desk to line up to order.

"Is the second floor a private room?" Qi Yin took a sip of hot water and looked at the stairs leading to the second floor, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

"No, all the seats in our fried chicken restaurant are open, but the view on the second floor is better than that on the first floor, and there are people performing small dramas on it, so the price on the second floor is more expensive than the first floor." The waiter politely asked, "Madame, do you want to change to the second floor?" ”

"Naturally!" Qi Yin is a loyal fan of Qiao Xitan.

Since marrying Lin Yunfei, she has learned that whether it is fine tea smoke, peach blossom spring, or the popular legend of the White Snake and drama in Lin'an, they are all made by Qiao Xitan, and even the bicycles that the emperor has ridden, are all designed by her.

Qi Yin said hello to Lin Yunfei, who was ordering food at the front desk, and then cautiously went to climb the stairs.

But the waiter stopped her and took her to the door of a cubicle.

"What does that mean?" Qi Yin watched the waiter open the door of the cubicle and invite her in, a little puzzled for a moment.

The waiter smiled, "Madame is heavy and inconvenient to climb the stairs, so you can take the elevator up." ”

There was an upholstered chair in the cubicle, and Qi Yin walked in and sat down, only to see the waiter also standing in, and then reached out and closed the door of the cubicle.

Qi Yin was still curious about how to go up to the second floor while sitting in this small cubicle, but the next moment, she obviously felt that the small cubicle shook slightly, and then a sense of weightlessness came, and Qi Yin was so frightened that she reached out and grabbed the handle of the chair.

"Don't be afraid, madam, our elevator is absolutely safe." When the waiter took the elevator for the first time, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, but over time, he had long been accustomed to it.

Although he didn't know how the elevator worked, there seemed to be a voice in his head telling him that the elevator was safe and there was no need to be afraid.

It was as if he had been bewitched, and he had completely forgotten his fears.

"Oh oh okay." Qi Yin sweated a little on his head, but in general he wasn't really frightened.

The door of the cubicle opened the next moment, Qi Yin looked up, and saw that the scene outside the door had changed, and she walked out to take a look, only to find that she had really reached the second floor.

"Why is that?" Qi Yin was shocked and looked at the waiter to ask how it was done.

She was just sitting in that cubicle?

However, the waiter had no way to explain it to her, and could only apologize that it was a trade secret.

The elevator was naturally made for her by Qiao Xi Tantuo Wuyan.

Wu Yan was originally unwilling, but after listening to Qiao Xitan explain the principle of the elevator, he became interested and used his mana to make a hanging charm in the elevator shaft to realize the operation of the elevator without electricity.

Qi Yin excitedly sat down by the window on the second floor, and saw an actor acting on the small stage not far away.

She was still thinking about the elevator, but after watching the scene twice, her attention was immediately diverted, and when Lin Yunfei came up with steaming chicken fries and fried skewers, Qi Yin no longer had the brain to think about the elevator, and looked at the golden and crispy fried chicken wholeheartedly.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Lin Yunfei was afraid that Qi Yin would accumulate food, so he warned her before she could move her mouth.

Qi Yin nodded, "I want to eat a chicken leg first." ”

Lin Yunfei broke off a chicken leg, wrapped it in oiled paper and sent it to Qi Yin.

"It smells so good!" Qi Yin could still pinch the oil paper and nibble in small bites at first, but when she tasted the crispy and tender chicken in the chicken thigh, she couldn't care about it anymore, pinched the chicken leg with both hands, and nibbled the chicken leg to the core.

Lin Yunfei saw that she was eating deliciously, so he didn't grab it from her, and retreated to pick up the skewers on the side to eat.

He ate a bunch of roasted cauliflower, he thought that this vegetarian dish was just smelling fragrant, but who knew that after eating it in his mouth, Lin Yunfei almost lost his tongue by the fragrance.

"This one is delicious too!" He claims to be a reader, but at this moment he is extremely short of words, and his mind is full of the word "true fragrance".

The husband and wife were satisfied, and when they looked up again, they saw that the second floor was already full, and everyone was working hard.

Lowering their heads and looking downstairs, the two saw that there was already a long queue at the main entrance.

Qiao Xitan is still in charge of the back kitchen, although she didn't go to the front to see the flow of customers, but judging from the consumption rate of ingredients, she can guess that the business must be very good.

Wu Yan was still following her today, and when she saw her happy face, she was very satisfied.

"Teacher, earning money makes me so happy, let's celebrate with a drink tonight!" Qiao Xitan stared at Wu Yan with those sparkling eyes.

"Okay." A layer of warmth filled the chest of the foggy words.

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