Chapter 159: He's Not a Fuel-Efficient Lamp
"Wu Dalang, I didn't expect your baked cakes to match tofu brain so well!"
Widow Pan licked her fingers, her cheeks bulging slightly.
Wu Dalang has been selling yakiniku at a stall next to her shop for some years, and she never knew that yakiniku could be eaten like this.
Wu Dalang smirked "hehe", raised his butt and gently bumped Widow Pan, "It's not too late to know now." ”
Widow Pan was about to answer "yes" when she suddenly saw Wu Dalang's eyes......
It's like an old toad, looking at a white swan.
She suddenly wanted to spit out the baked cakes that she had eaten, Wu Dalang, you dare to beat the old lady's idea?
Don't say that you have three inches of Dinggu bark, so I ask you if there is a piece of brick and tile in Qinghe County that belongs to you? I asked you whether you went in and out by sedan chair or carriage?
Mo Dao's old lady is snobbish, and now the world is like this.
It's not wrong for people to be ugly.
It is a big mistake to be poor!
If it weren't for the old lady who saw that you were pitiful, and lent you a piece of eaves that could shelter you from the wind and rain to set up a stall, would you have the first baked cake in Qinghe?
Everyone is an adult, can we all be more mature?
The small movements of the two attracted Kong Fang's attention, and suddenly he had a very creative idea.
If Widow Pan and Wu Dalang work together, with the two signboards of "Tofu Shih Tzu" and "Qinghe No. 1 Baked Cake", they will definitely be able to create a Qinghe Internet celebrity breakfast brand.
Rijin Doujin didn't dare to say it, but it was definitely not a dream to help Wu Dalang and Widow Pan get rid of poverty and become rich.
"Boss Wu, Boss Pan......" he beckoned to the two of them.
Widow Pan interrupted him and said coquettishly: "Ouch, Master Kong, why do you call me Boss Pan, how rusty it is!" ”
“……”
Kong Fang didn't know how to answer for a while.
Wu Dalang joined in the fun, "Lotus is right. My lord, you can call me Lao Wu, so kind. ”
This is acceptable, Kong Fang nodded briskly.
"I'm older than adults, if adults don't dislike it, you can call someone else's sister." Widow Pan is charming and coquettish. Kong Fang looked out of the door with a weak heart, thinking that he must not let Fang Shiqing know that he recognized a godsister, otherwise he would probably be grounded by her all day long.
Widow Pan looked at him silently, and shook him with a pair of jade hands, "Ouch, is it okay?" You're just going to give me a good word......"
"Pan ......"
He opened his mouth, but the word "sister" could not be shouted.
Pan Lotus on the side said in surprise again, "Auntie, last night you said that you wanted to make adults the uncles of Lotus, why did you regret it today?" ”
Just now, if she was a child, but this time......
Hey......
There's nowhere to hide the stain.
Widow Pan blushed with shame, and wanted to cover Pan Lotus's mouth, but it was too late.
Kong Fang was embarrassed again, and even a little scared. Although he thought about whether to go down to the willow tops with Widow Pan, the person was about three watches.
But it was only a fleeting thought.
He was pure.
Both in the past and in the present life.
He has always been very clear about the matter between men and women. In his previous life, it was because he had a strong pursuit of ideals that spurred him on; In this life, it was because there was Fang Shiqing's sharp knife behind him to remind him.
Du Xinwu is an old man, and he can see through Widow Pan at a glance that there is no play with Kong Fang.
Although he understands the between men and women, because of Du Shiniang, he has always been a little suspicious of Widow Pan.
Now, that bit of mustard is gone, and he is in a good mood.
"Widow Pan, don't make trouble, don't you see that the adults are going to invite the God of Wealth for the two of you?"
Hearing the God of Wealth, Widow Pan and Wu Dalang instantly came to their senses, and they couldn't take care of Lang's concubine, so they both squeezed in front of Kong Fang.
"My lord, where is the God of Wealth?"
Kong Fang glanced at Widow Pan, and Widow Pan squirmed; He glanced at Wu Dalang again, and Wu Dalang raised his hand to brush his hair and bit his lip.
Their eyes were equally longing.
"Are you sure you want to believe me?"
"Hmm!"
Wu Dalang and Widow Pan both nodded.
"Everything is up to me."
"Of course."
Wu Dalang and Widow Pan nodded again.
Then, Kong Fang stood up, paced square steps, and said, "Boss Pan, the space of your shop is large enough, and the hut next to it is also yours, right?" Widow Pan nodded, the hut was a utility room, and some miscellaneous things were usually piled up.
"I suggest you sort him out and open a door on the street, and a big window on the side of your store. Then rent it to Lao Wu to make baked cakes. So, one, you can have a rental income. ”
"Second, it is convenient for guests who come to eat tofu brains to buy roasted cakes, and at the same time, you can vigorously promote what kind of sparks will be generated by the collision of roasted cakes and tofu brains, so that they can fall in love with them."
"This way, both of you will increase the flow of customers, and business will naturally get better and better. Of course, I would like you to make it a brand, or at least an influencer. ”
Widow Pan and Wu Dalang listened with relish, and didn't notice the new noun coming out of Kong Fang's mouth.
Du Xinwu took a small spoon and forgot to eat tofu brain, thinking to himself what the Internet celebrity the adult was talking about?
Ximen Feixue swallowed half a bowl of tofu brain and wiped his mouth.
Cut, the old man flickered again.
Do business is do business, can it be related to the red network?
Besides, the red net can't even catch the birds. There is no way, it is too colorful, too conspicuous, it is equivalent to installing a safety warning sign on the network port, and only stupid birds will hit there.
Du Xinwu glanced at him, a martial artist, but it was a pity that he had a good skin.
Kong Fang didn't notice their reactions, and was still explaining how to turn a traditional tofu shop and a baked cake stall into an Internet celebrity food shop, and how to pit the money in customers' pockets......
Well...... Scamming ......
None of them are right. To be precise, it is earned;
Or earn.
Earn a lot of money from customers.
Kong Fang is worthy of being the master of brainwashing in the Daxing Dynasty, and after some brainwashing, Widow Pan let go of her dislike of Wu Dalang and decided that the two would work together to make a fortune together. Wu Dalang was so happy that he almost drooled three thousand feet.
He wants to make money, but also to make people.
Master Kong's manipulation not only allowed him to earn money, but also raised his height, making him close to a large distance from the swan.
The future is promising, and he is full of fighting spirit.
"Official, your idea is so wonderful, it's like no one before or since. Come, let my sister see what kind of treasure is in it. ”
Widow Pan said that she wanted to pick up Kong Fang Brain Melon, but she raised her hand to pinch his face, and in front of everyone's eyes, she openly ate Kong Fang Tofu.
Du Xinwu was shocked to see it, Widow Pan was really cowardly.
Don't just look at the other party as a little fresh meat, and the county magistrate is his true identity.
In case he is annoyed, any tofu Shih Tzu and Qinghe No. 1 baked cakes will all be swept into the trash.
Simon Feixue lowered his head and pretended not to see.
Although Mrs. secretly gave an order to monitor the master's every move, if there is any wrongdoing, he must report it truthfully.
But although the old man is afraid of his wife, he is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.