Wind groans spread pancakes for the first time.

It can't be said to be a complete first time, but the current pancakes are slightly different from the previous ones.

The customer opposite her looked down at the porous pancakes on the pan, glanced at Feng Yin with a strange expression, and asked cautiously, "You shouldn't have been doing it for seven or eight years, right?" ”

"Huh?"

Feng Yin, who was concentrating on making pancakes, looked up and met the customer's eyes.

I saw that the customer gave her a look that I understood, and said in a small voice: "The boss's pancake stall is really good." ”

Really good?

Feng Yin looked at the first pancake in his hand, there were four holes alone, and there were some egg skins.

She has just started and has not fully mastered it, but she is a good cook, and I believe that it will be almost enough to make two or three.

"You're really low-minded."

After Feng Yin almost spread the incomplete pancake in his hand, he took the knife and shoveled it up and put it aside, ready to make a good one for others.

"Don't--I can do it, don't disturb your work, it's not easy for you, give it to me! I'm sure I'll be able to play it so deliciously that it won't make people doubt you. ”

The customer whispered, constantly winking at Feng Yin, with an expression that I am at ease when you do things, and the wind Yin was blinded.

Suspect what?

Between the lightning and flint, the wind yin understood.

Is this a pancake stand that uses her as an undercover agent?

There are a lot of such jokes on the Internet, but I didn't expect this customer to be a warm-hearted person who is dedicated to contributing to the country.

Is this to be a trust for her?

"This won't be wasted, I'll eat it myself in a while, I thank you in advance, but I'm not what you think."

Feng Yin began to spread the second pancake, and there was only one hole, and he made great progress.

"Of course not, I didn't think about anything, you are the one who sells pancakes, I buy them from you every day, can I still not know."

The wind is smiling, and he is still immersed and unwilling to play.

Without much explanation, she gave him the second pancake fruit at the customer's sincere request.

However, in order to make up for a hole, Feng Yin added a little more material.

"It's still the boss, let's see you tomorrow!"

As he spoke, the customer took a big bite of the pancake and walked away with a delicious mouthful.

What you watch in the live broadcast room is called a joy.

[Is he using Feng Yin as an undercover agent? 】

[It's so funny, Feng Yin explains that it's not, he still doesn't believe it.] 】

If I had seen it, I probably wouldn't have believed it. 】

[Feng Yin, you can't do this craft? ] 】

Feng Yin took a glance at the live broadcast room and said: "The first time I broke four holes, now there is only one hole, and the next time I will not break the hole, I call it outstanding progress." ”

As he spoke, a second customer came to the door.

Sure enough, this time there was no hole in the wind moan, although it was still a little less skilled, but it was much better than the first one.

After selling several in succession, Feng Yin's hands became proficient, and the pancakes were made well and quickly, and as the end of work arrived, the number of people in the night market gradually increased.

"Boss, how about I take a video for you?"

Feng Yin, who had just made a pancake, handed it to the customer, looked at a boy who was talking.

"What do you mean?"

The boy saw that Feng Yin was talking, and immediately said what he was going to do.

To put it bluntly, he is a food blogger who visits the store, shoots a video for Feng Yin, and Feng Yin makes a pancake for him for nothing, not to mention, but also gives him a hundred yuan.

"Eat my things, I will give you money, you take advantage of the cheap, I will bear the results myself, is there such a shameless deal in this world?"