115: C115 Rules Required

C115 Rules Required

Yue Rong nodded, picked up her bag and left the shop. In his heart, however, he began to miss the squirrel and cinnamon fish of the evening! So expensive! The taste must be even better!

Most of them only finished work at noon, it still took some time for them to drive over. Although Yue Rong had already eaten for a long time, in reality, it was only a few minutes, and she had rushed over at this time. Yang Song felt that they were really going too far!

As expected, the common people ate like the heavens! They were all like a bunch of porcupines!

"Boss!" "I want Egg Fried Rice!"

"I want to fry the rice flour!"

"I want the squirrel fish!"

"…"

Upon hearing that someone wanted a squirrel fish, Shen Huaiqi rushed over with a lottery box in his arms! The man drew a ball, a white ball! Not today! He could only sigh and order a serving of Clear Broth Powder!

Many people who hadn't eaten before ran over in the afternoon, their faces full of fear from the price. Shen Wenzhao bitterly laughed in his heart. Sure enough, they were all shocked by the price.

However, there were a few bold people who ordered a serving. After tasting it, they were all convinced by Yang Song's culinary skills! He walked out of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion satisfied!

The three hours soon ended. Yang Song walked out with a tired expression and sat down on a chair to rest. Shen Wenzhao had long since changed the signboard at the entrance to temporarily closed down.

"Boss!" He must be exhausted! There were too many people today! I'm a little tired! "

Although Shen Wenzhao didn't have a lot of work to do, the seats on this side of the hall were basically full. Otherwise, there would be people coming soon!

"Are you alright today?" It's tiring to work for three hours in a single breath, but I've already gotten used to it! "

Although Yang Song was tired, he was actually very happy when he saw the money coming in one by one. This was called being tired and happy!

In these three hours, other than Yue Rong, no one else had won. In these three hours, no one else had. There were only a hundred fish in Yang Song's lottery box. Five of them were yellow in color and the rest were white. With this, the four fish in the afternoon would probably all be sold!

At 4: 30 in the afternoon, Yang Song had already entered the shop. The shop originally had a lounge that could let Yang Song sleep in for a while, but now with Shen Wenzhao, although he said that he didn't mind, Yang Song wouldn't do that. In any case, the room was given to her, so it was just a girls' dormitory, so it wasn't a big deal for a man like him to run over there.

Just as he arrived at the entrance of the store, Yang Song saw a group of people squatting at the entrance. He was startled, thinking that someone was causing trouble, and Shen Huaihao was being attacked. However, just as he stepped forward, he heard Boss Liu's pleading voice.

"Girl, just open the door! We are not here to cause trouble, we are all frequent customers of Brother Yang, we eat here every day! After we enter, we will obediently line up! "

"Exactly! We really listen to Boss Yang's words. Open the door first! Even though it was already five o'clock, it would soon be half past five! "It's alright!"

"No!" The boss has said that 5: 30 is 5: 30. One more minute is no good, not even a minute less! "

Right now, Shen Wenzhao looked a little like a staff member of the God of Cooking. Although he had a helpless look on his face, his tone was firm and resolute!

Boss Liu was completely helpless now. He sighed and sat at the door, "Forget it, forget it! This girl has already been brainwashed by Yang Song. Let's just wait patiently for these thirty minutes! "

Just as he finished speaking, Boss Liu saw Yang Song standing in the distance watching the show. Instantly, he became extremely angry, stood up, and yelled in Yang Song's direction: "Hey! Brother Yang! It would be too unkind of you to be watching from the side! "

Yang Song had no choice but to walk forward when he saw that someone had discovered him. With a calm expression, he said, "My employee did pretty well. We agreed that it was 5: 30, so it was 5: 30! Just wait here for now! "

As he spoke, he was about to bring Shen Wenzhao in. However, after some thought, he turned around to look at everyone and announced a piece of news.

"There's only one winner of the Cinnamon Fish at noon today, and there are still twenty-eight balls left in the box. Four of them are the winners of the cinnamon fish lottery. If you want to eat them, you must do it as soon as possible!"

Yang Song knew well what it meant to have a stick and a radish. The future God of Cooking that he was asked to be by the system should be cold and aloof. It was easy to displease everyone, but he would give them a sweet date later!

For example, the current situation. Originally, everyone was very unsatisfied, but after hearing Yang Song's announcement, everyone immediately became excited!

In the past, he had won five out of a hundred, but now he won four out of 28. The chances of that happening were much higher! He might even be able to eat squirrel and cinnamon fish today!

One had to know that one could eat all the other delicacies as long as one had money. However, it was different for the Squirrel Cinnamon Fish as long as one had money.2

"I'll pay 5,000 yuan! Which one of you got it and can sell it to me? "

"Are you kidding? Do you still need your five thousand yuan for eating squirrel and cinnamon fish? "

"Let me tell you, I've been thinking about this for too long. Last night, I even thought about the boss's Squirrelflight. If I had, I wouldn't have given it to you!"

"That's right, we can earn more without money. If we waste this opportunity, who knows when we might get another stroke of luck!"

Yang Song didn't pay any attention to what they were saying. Instead, he brought Shen Wenzhao along with him and entered the restaurant. They began to prepare the items needed for the opening for the evening.

"Little Shen, you did the right thing today. We are a restaurant, we need to establish good rules!" While Yang Song was kneading the dough, he suddenly spoke to Shen Wenzhao.

Shen Wenzhao had just finished mopping the floor. Putting the mop aside, he asked curiously, "Boss, you're so good at cooking. Even if you had shops all day long, you'd still have all kinds of businesses. Why do you have to set such strange rules?"

"In ancient times, there was a saying, 'no rules, no limits'!" After Yang SongRou finished her noodles, she put it in a basin and covered it with a lid. She stuck her head out of the kitchen window and said, "Actually, there is another way. You can tell me the last bit of stubbornness I have as the God of Cooking!"

Without facing customers or opening a shop, Yang Song would still joke around and not act so arrogantly.

Finally, thirty minutes passed. Yang Song looked at the clock in the kitchen, gripped it in his fingers for the last second, and shouted towards Shen Huaihao, "Xiao Song, it's time! "Open a shop!"

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