Start with the script kill shop

Chapter 19 The Temptation of Noodles

Liu Lan is very confident in Huang Fugui's noodle cooking skills, but not very confident in Huang Fugui's level of preparation, so he urgently trained Huang Fugui on the DM induction rules during the afternoon when everyone in the shop was in the shop. I showed you the copy of "Contest for Hegemony".

After reading it, Liu Lan was amazed.

While Huang Fugui went out to buy fried chicken, Liu Lan sighed to Jiang Qi: "Jiang Qi, I think it's a coincidence that the DM of this "King of the Kitchen" is also called Huang Fugui, just now Uncle Huang performed in front of me. For a while, the performance was quite good, as if the npc in Ben came out of Ben."

Hearing what Liu Lan said, Jiang Qi couldn't help but thump in his heart, and secretly thought that he had made a mistake, and there are still character cards in this case that he can't tell others their real names, so they have to use a pseudonym.

"Uncle Huang is an old actor in the troupe, so of course he can act like this simple thing." Jiang Qi fooled around.

Liu Lan was really fooled.

Jiang Qi is researching another matter.

Publicity.

The junior high school students who couldn't wait to write the script after the exam reminded Jiang Qi that the students are on vacation now, and the college students from other places are coming back from the summer vacation. It is the peak season for script killing.

At this time, spending a small amount of money on publicity is guaranteed to make money.

In addition to the need to keep Liu Lan's salary in the store and the funds that cannot be used temporarily for emergencies, Jiang Qi's entire family's belongings add up to only 921 yuan. Advertised on a group buying platform.

After thinking about it, Jiang Qi felt that the cheap and money-saving traditional propaganda method was more reliable.

For example, handing out leaflets.

What's more, all kinds of ink and inkjet printers in Jiang Bing's closed printing shop are still in the storage room on the first floor of Jiang's house. legacy.

In addition, Jiang Bing is an illustrator by profession, so it is not a problem to use computer software to make a passable flyer.

Rounding up means that this promotion does not cost money!

Jiang Qi immediately sent a message to Jiang Bing to ask her to hurry up and make the leaflets in the past two days.

The scope of distributing leaflets does not need to be wide, just the surrounding areas will do.

"Lanlan, do you have a part-time job group? If so, send me some information about finding someone to hand out leaflets, 15 yuan an hour." Jiang Qi turned his attention to Liu Lan.

Liu Lan was looking at her mobile phone, without raising her head, she said: "It costs 15 yuan an hour to find someone to distribute leaflets, as long as it is not in the middle of the day, there are as many part-time job groups as 10 yuan an hour."

Jiang Qi: ...

He still underestimated contemporary capitalists.

In the evening, noodles are eaten as usual. Huang Fugui learned the lesson that the first pot of noodles yesterday was not enough to eat, and made noodles for eight people in one go, so that everyone can eat freely.

Liu Lan is also well-prepared, specially bringing fermented bean curd, peanuts and pickles from home.Those who knew that she came to work, those who didn't know thought that she came to work today just for this evening meal.

While we were eating, another guest came.

The six junior high school students who originally made an appointment to play reasoning books at 06:30 in the evening came ahead of schedule. Six boys were wearing school uniforms, all tall, and two of them were carrying schoolbags.

Everyone had something to eat, such as deep-fried skewers, oden, rougamo, and pancakes. It was obvious that they didn’t want to go home for dinner, so they just bought something in this alley.

It was obviously not the first time for the six of them to come here. They knew Liu Lan. The boy who was holding an oden in his hand looked at Liu Lan who was holding a noodle bowl, and then looked at the other people who didn't stop eating noodles, and asked with a smile: " Sister DM, can you start the book now, some of us need to go back early, and it’s best to end it before 10:[-]."

"Okay." Liu Lan swallowed the noodles in his mouth, stood up with the noodle bowl in his hand, went to the edge of the shelf and scanned around, "For the four and a half hour reasoning book, how about "Three Chambers of Secrets"? The chamber of secrets book is for beginners, so it's not difficult."

"Okay." Several boys had no objection.

"Wait for me for 2 minutes. I'll finish my meal first. Why don't you sit up first? I'll be there soon." Liu Lan started eating noodles at a faster pace, and glanced reluctantly at the peanuts on the table He gritted his teeth and didn't pinch.

"It's okay, Sister DM, we are not in such a hurry, you can eat the noodles first." The boy who ate the pancake fruit expressed his understanding.

"What kind of drinks do you drink?" The boy who eats oden has already started looking for drinks in the freezer.

"I want to eat spicy sticks and potato chips." The boy with fried skewers in his hand said that he could still eat.

Liu Lan gulped down the noodles, choking in a hurry.

Jiang Qi got up and looked and found that there was no soup in her noodle bowl, so she quickly asked, "Do you want me to add some soup for you? Add some noodles?"

Liu Lan nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Qi took Liu Lan's bowl, walked to the cooking pot, and lifted the lid. The hot air in the pot and the smell of wheat from the noodles floated out of the pot, and soon a few people who were still choosing snacks and drinks floated in. In the nose of a junior high school student.

Incidentally, the sound of Liu Lan sipping noodle soup floated into their ears.

A junior high school student eating pancakes: ∑(°Д°)
Junior high school students who feel that the fried skewers in their hands are suddenly not fragrant: (*_っ)
Inexplicably, a junior high school student who dislikes the oden in his hand: ╭(╯^╰)╮

A junior high school student who wanted to drink Coke but now wants to drink noodle soup: (°Д°≡°Д°)
The junior high school student who only hates that the meat clip in his hand is not noodles: (*)
A junior high school student who suddenly wanted to ask the store for a bowl of noodle soup: _(`"∠)__
Jiang Qi, who found that all the guests were staring at the spoon in his hand, seemed eager to drink a bowl of noodle soup: ⊙_⊙

The seven people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Snapped."

Liu Lan swallowed the last mouthful of noodles after drinking the noodle soup, wiped her mouth and put the bowl down, full of enthusiasm for work.

"I'm done eating! Hey, have you chosen your snacks? Go upstairs after you've chosen. Don't you have to finish before 10:30? Hurry up!" Liu Lan went to get the box after finishing speaking.

The junior high school student who was picking potato chips withdrew his hand.

The junior high school student with pancake fruit in his left hand and spicy strips in his right thought for a while and put the spicy strips back.

The junior high school student who wanted to drink Coke looked at the noodle soup, then at the freezer, and finally took a bottle of Coke.

Seeing that the six boys went upstairs with a bottle of drink without taking any snacks after choosing for a long time, Liu Lan was a little surprised.

"Hey, why don't they eat snacks today? They ate a table of snacks when they came last time, and they ate up all the original potato chips."

Jiang Qi: ...

Isn't it obvious what the reason is?

After Liu Lan went upstairs, Jiang Qi saw that there were still some unfinished noodles in the pot, first asked Old John and Huang Fugui if they wanted to add more noodles, and after receiving a negative answer, he took them all by himself.

Even the soup is clean.

Jiang Qi quickly collected the dishes and said, "Uncle Huang, when you open the book, will you cook the noodles on the first floor or on the second floor?"

"Let's go to the first floor. The first floor is spacious." Huang Fugui said.

Jiang Qi nodded: "Then you prepare all the materials in advance, if you need me and Liu Lan to go in and talk for you at any time."

Just as we were talking, the drunk girl also came early.

By the way, the drunk girl’s real name is Zhou Yuan. The last time she drank like that, she didn’t just break up. She went to the bar with her girlfriends and met Neptune’s ex-boyfriend. He happened to hear her ex-boyfriend and friends laughing at her. She was so stimulated that she decided to get drunk. The farce of the day before yesterday was due to not being completely drunk enough.

These are what Liu Lan chatted with her using the customer service account last night.

Jiang Qi felt that with Liu Lan's level of chatting, he must be good at intelligence work in this special age.

"It's so early, have you eaten yet?" Jiang Qi glanced at his phone, and it was only 6:17, and all the guests who invited Ben today came early.

"I didn't eat it. My friend made a sandwich and I'll bring it over later. I'm too lazy to go home so I came here right after work." Zhou Yuan said, smiling cautiously, looked at the three people in the lobby, and finally looked at Jiang Qi, "Are you the one who brought us the book today?"

"It's not me." Jiang Qi pointed to Huang Fugui, "Old Huang brought you the book, he is also the DM of my store."

Zhou Yuan was a little surprised, but she didn't react at all. After all, she cried bitterly because of Old John's performance the night before yesterday.

Although everyone who played her cried, Jiang Qi vaguely remembered that Zhou Yuan cried louder when Old John was acting.

"Old Huang used to be an actor in the troupe, and he was also a professional in carrying the book." Jiang Qi began to falsely praise his employees, "Today, this book is especially suitable for Lao Huang to carry, and you will know when the time comes."

Zhou Yuan nodded with a vague understanding, went to the sofa and sat down.

(End of this chapter)