The school beauty and I set up a stall to earn money to support the twins

Chapter 42 Want to book a reservation? climb!
Yang Fan doesn’t make money from idiot fans.

He relies on craftsmanship.

As long as the Dabu soup is delicious, Yang Fan will never starve to death in his life.

Therefore, no matter how harshly Di Renjie scolded him in the live broadcast room, Yang Fan was not afraid or timid at all.

Good craftsmanship, but so tough.

When Wu Dazhuang heard this, he thought for a while: "Hey!"

"That's indeed the truth!"

"Brother, you keep working, I'm going to clean up the dishes, hahaha."

Wu Dazhuang became happy instantly.

On the other hand, Di Renjie had been standing there for half an hour.

After half an hour, his legs were numb from standing.

He originally thought that no matter how good Yang Fan's business was, it would be impossible for him to have customers buying meals all the time, right?
You have to take a moment to take a look at him, right?

result……

Di Renjie broadcast live for half an hour, and the customers in front of Yang Fan's stall came one after another.

Yang Fan was not idle for almost a second. He was always collecting money and ladling soup, collecting money and ladling soup.

Business is booming.

At the beginning, many people attacked and slandered Yang Fan in Di Renjie's live broadcast room.

But now?
Fans can't even curse.

Yang Fan's business is so good.

At this moment, the fans in the live broadcast room also started to get curious.

"How delicious is Yang Fan's tonic soup?"

"Anchor, either you can forgive yourself and go and stand in line."

"Otherwise, I'd be really worried that you wouldn't even be able to drink the bottom of the bowl."

"This guy's business is so booming. I'm really worried that he'll sell out and sell out, leaving you without a sip of soup."

Fans have slowly started to change their attitude.

Di Renjie's face turned blue and white, which was quite exciting.

In fact, after Di Renjie smelled the fragrance for half an hour, he was already greedy and wanted to buy a bowl to try it.

Now, seeing the fans urging him to queue up, he walked down the steps and said: "Okay, okay, since the family members in the live broadcast room have said so, then I will humiliate myself and go queue up. Bar!"

After saying that, Di Renjie raised his head with his nostrils turned upward and went to line up at the back.

The college students lining up next to him cast disdainful looks at him.

"Is this guy a loser?"

"You wanted to jump in line but didn't. Are you finally honest?"

"Yang Fan did a great job! I will never tolerate someone who jumps in line like this!"

"You have to let him stand like a fool for a long time without being able to take a sip of soup."

"Only in this way can these unqualified people who love to jump in line be made more honest, and they can be made to queue up honestly."

When college students mock others, their voices are quite loud.

I'm afraid Di Renjie won't hear.

Where has Di Renjie ever been scolded like this?
His face turned green.

However, he didn't dare to say anything or talk back.

Because he knew that when Wu Dalang talked back and made trouble yesterday, he was severely beaten by these college students.

Wu Dalang was beaten so hard that he was hospitalized.

No matter how many fans Di Renjie has, it's useless because he can't stop the fists of college students.

So even if he was scolded, he could only keep a green face and hold his breath.

Da da da.

Yang Fan scooped the soup very quickly, and within a few minutes, it was Di Renjie's turn.

Di Renjie also had too much air in his stomach. As soon as it was his turn, he slapped his palm on the table with a bang and said loudly: "How much Dabu Decoction is left?"

"I've got it all covered!"

Regardless of whether he finished the drink or not, Di Renjie had to pretend to be drunk today.

If he doesn't pretend, he won't be able to regain face.

Behind, the seventy or eighty college students queuing up all turned dark when they heard this.

"Wonima."

"You bought it all by yourself, what will happen to us later?"

"You can't let us drink from the northwest wind, right?"

Everyone in the queue behind me started to feel unhappy and began to curse.

Di Renjie doesn't care about that much. He is very thick-skinned, otherwise he would not have become a big internet celebrity.

"Aren't you just a stall owner?" "Don't you just want to make money?"

"You can tell me how many Dabu Decoctions are left, and I'll take them all!"

"I have plenty of money anyway!"

Di Renjie's words are really not a boast. As an Internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans, he is indeed very rich.

Apart from anything else, there is still 7 to 8 million in cash in the card.

Even if he spends thousands of dollars to buy up all the remaining Dabu Decoction, he won't feel bad.

It's just that the way he talks makes people uncomfortable.

Yang Fan frowned and said, "Sorry, you can only buy one bowl."

"what?"

"I can only buy one bowl?"

“How can other people buy so many bowls?”

Di Renjie instantly raised his voice and said angrily: "You deliberately targeted me, right?"

Yang Fan spread his hands and said, "Yes, I just targeted you deliberately."

"What's wrong?"

"Don't want to drink anymore?"

"If you don't want to drink, just get out."

"It's a simple truth, right?"

How could Yang Fan, a boss, be bullied by his customers?

It's not nonsense.

Yang Fan sells to whomever he wants.

Sell ​​them as many bowls as you want.

Even if Di Renjie is a big Internet celebrity, when he comes to Yang Fan, he still has to look at Yang Fan's face.

otherwise……

Go drink the northwest wind.

At the scene, many college students could not stop laughing.

"So tough!"

"Well done!"

"I have long disliked these Internet celebrities."

"Isn't it great to be rich?"

"If you have money, you can spoil things and not let others drink from it?"

"Di Renjie, hurry up and say something nice! Do you still want to buy it?"

"If you don't buy it, get out of here. The people in line behind us are waiting in a hurry!"

The scene was filled with laughter, making Di Renjie feel uncomfortable all over.

But, he couldn't help it.

The spoon is in Yang Fan's hand, and the soup is also made by Yang Fan. What can Di Renjie do?
There is really no way.

In desperation, Di Renjie could only grit his teeth, hold his breath, and pay the money.

"Okay, just one bowl, I want to see how delicious yours is!"

Di Renjie gritted his teeth and cursed while scanning 14 yuan.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, took a spoon, and took a spoonful of soup from the pot.

However, when the spoon was about to be taken out of the pot, Yang Fan deliberately shook the spoon for a while.

Swish swish.

The meat in the spoon was instantly reduced by half.

Yang Fan shook the spoon several times in succession. When he scooped out the soup and handed it to Di Renjie, Di Renjie's face turned green when he looked at the "big tonic soup" that was like boiled water in the bowl.

"What about the meat?"

"Where's the carrot?"

"Other people have everything they want in their soup, but why is there nothing in my soup?"

"Even if there is no meat or carrots, you can at least give me some chopped green onions..."

Di Renjie really couldn't stand it any longer.

For a moment, he felt like he was back in the 1980s eating from a big pot in a factory.

In the 1980s, the old chefs responsible for cooking in the factory also shook their spoons in this way.

After shaking it a few times, there was no meat in the bowl, and it was just a bowl of clear soup with little water. It was heartbreaking to see it.

After Di Renjie finished speaking, he pointed the camera at the bottom of the bowl and let the audience in the live broadcast room take a look.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't hold their nerves when they looked at this bowl of tonic soup that looked like "plain boiled water".

(End of this chapter)