Chapter 2: Millions of Internet celebrities, visit the store to recharge

"Boss, let's have two bowls of fried noodles, and remember to water the noodles."

"Okay, right now."

Lin Lan was rolling out the noodles with his hands and gobbling them up, when he heard the shouts of the guests outside, he hurriedly put down the bowl and prepared the noodles over the water.

After the hand-rolled dough is passed through the water, it will be more elastic.

Soon, Lin Lan walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of fragrant fried noodles and delivered them to the guests.

I saw this guest, wearing a melon skin hat, a blue shirt and camouflage pants, a monkey cheek with a sharp beak, and playing with two walnuts in his left hand.

There was also a man with a video camera standing next to him.

"Hello, your jajanjan noodles."

Lin Lan put it down, glanced at the person holding the camera.

"Boss, I'm Niu Xiaodao, take a short video in your noodle shop, don't you mind!"

Niu Xiaodao played with walnuts, his eyes full of disdain.

"Short videos?"

Lin Lan frowned, his house is a small noodle restaurant, what is worth shooting, and he hasn't seen the video of visiting the store.

But this person, how does he feel that he has seen it!!

"Your boss is a little bigger, Brother Niu is a million big Internet celebrities, as long as you mention it in the video, your noodles are delicious, and your house will be full the next day, hurry, and then serve some side dishes, so that Brother Niu will be happy."

The photographer next to Niu Xiaodao urged.

"Okay, okay, I'll make sure you're satisfied."

When Lin Lan heard that it was a million-dollar Internet celebrity, he didn't dare to offend, so he hurriedly walked back to the back kitchen to prepare side dishes.

But as soon as he returned to the back kitchen, Lin Lan felt that something was wrong, how could these two people be a bit like they were going to eat white food!

Thinking like this, Lin Lan no longer prepared side dishes, and turned his head through the gap in the curtain of the back kitchen to see the every move of the million-dollar Internet celebrity.

"Hello everyone, I'm Niu Xiaodao, today I'm visiting a century-old shop, and his family is best at fried noodles."

"Look at this fried sauce, the oil sauce is separated, not to mention how great it is."

Niu Xiaodao faced the camera, showed the fried sauce, and smelled the smell again, the expression on his face was full of intoxication.

"Look at these dishes again, and I'm more particular."

Niu Xiaodao picked the side dishes in the noodle bowl, and his mouth was full of praise.

"This hand-rolled dough is even better, and lo and behold, it's steaming!"

"Mixed with this fried sauce, the noodles suddenly turned jujube red, and we have to eat this color of fried sauce noodles. Take a bite and see how beautiful it is. ”

Niu Xiaodao picked up his hand to roll the dough, sucked it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and his expression was intoxicated.

"Wait, isn't this guy that Niu Xiaodao?"

Lin Lan recalled for a long time, and suddenly remembered why he was familiar with this guest.

Because Niu Xiaodao, who is eating noodles at the moment, is the founder of the one-armed big loop, and has become a million-dollar Internet celebrity with this unique skill.

"Sure enough, he's starting a one-arm loop."

As soon as Lin Lan thought of this, through the curtain of the door, he saw Niu Xiaodao facing the camera and was making a one-armed loop.

"Louis's sister, that's interesting."

Niu Xiaodao has a signboard thumbs up in his right hand.

"Click, call it a day."

The cameraman puts the camera down.

"Boss, let you serve a side dish! Grinding and chirping. ”

Niu Xiaodao slapped the table and shouted impatiently.

"Come now, come right away."

Lin Lan hurriedly walked out of the back kitchen with side dishes, someone was willing to promote Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant for free, and he naturally couldn't ask for it.

Putting down the side dishes, Lin Lan planned to go back to the kitchen, but was stopped by Niu Xiaodao.

"Boss, you also know that I am a big Internet celebrity, as soon as this store visit video is released today, there will definitely be a lot of customers in your store, and I don't want more, you give a thousand and five, and the video adds the positioning of your store."

Niu Xiaodao held his head high and said extremely arrogantly.

"Yes, Ma Yu, our Brother Niu, there are several more behind!"

The photographer pushed Lin Lan.

"No, what's the difference between you and robbing?"

Lin Lan glared at Qingqing, millions of Internet celebrities visited the store, and they had to charge a fee.

Thanks to him just now, he thought that this Niu Xiaodao was a conscientious Internet celebrity!!

"What do you mean by this, we can come to give you face, don't be ignorant, our brother Niu, if you are unhappy, your store is ......"

The photographer pushed Lin Lan again, and the momentum was violent.

"Okay, okay, little boss, your noodles are also delicious, I want a thousand, this is always okay!"

Niu Xiaodao beckoned and motioned for the photographer to step back.

"My Qingfeng noodle restaurant has been open on this street for decades, it is naturally delicious, and you don't need to boast about it as a black-hearted Internet celebrity!!"

Lin Lan's favor for Niu Xiaodao has dropped to the extreme.

It's really hateful that a good shop-visiting Internet celebrity wants to collect money!!

"Okay, that's what you said, come on, let's shoot again."

Niu Xiaodao was immediately provoked, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"I'm ready to go."

The photographer turns the camera back on.

"What are they going to do?"

Lin Lan was stunned, there was no money to collect, shouldn't Niu Xiaodao leave?

At the same time, outside the Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant, a girl was holding a selfie stick and walking on Hongsi Street.

The barrage flashed across her phone, and it was clear that she might be an outdoor streamer.

"I got up this morning and didn't eat breakfast, Orange Orange was a little hungry, it just so happened that there was a noodle restaurant here, and Orange Orange was going to cook."

Su Mucheng looked at the camera and showed the signboard of Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant behind him.

"It's time for Orange Orange's dry rice again, a few days ago, she cooked a big pot of rice in front of us, and she deserves to be a beautiful anchor who was delayed by dry rice."

"Orange Orange eats so much every day, and I'm not afraid of being out of shape, no one wants it? Sure enough, funny women don't need love. ”

"Orange loves to laugh so much, is this, the reason why she is not fat!"

……

In the live broadcast room of hundreds of people, there are thousands of barrages quickly crossed.

"Haha, don't be as good as me!"

Su Mucheng grinned and walked into Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant.

I saw it, Niu Xiaodao who was filming a video.

"Hello everyone, I'm Niu Xiaodao, today I'm visiting a century-old shop, and his family is best at fried noodles."

"Huh? This fried sauce is not oil sauce separation, which is not good. And take a look at this dish code, which is also missing. ”

Niu Xiaodao picked up the fried sauce and the dish code, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"Hmm...... This person, how have I seen it? ”

Su Mucheng was stunned, she felt that the person in front of her was a little familiar.

"And this noodle, it hasn't even been water, how can you eat it!"

"After mixing this fried sauce and noodles, it is not jujube red, which is also bad. This is a century-old shop, saying that even Xifoye ate it back then, if you really give Xifoye to eat this, they will all click. ”

Niu Xiaodao took a bite of fried noodles and quickly spit it out, as if he had eaten something very unpalatable, and his expression was quite hideous.

"Are the noodles that unpalatable?"

Su Mucheng stood far away and smelled the aroma.

It's hard to imagine that such jajanjangmyeon will not be delicious.

The selfie stick in his hand accidentally rotated past.

The camera focused on Niu Xiaodao, who was filming a video.

The barrage in the live broadcast room instantly exploded like a pot.