Chapter 42 New Fried Rice Stall
...Of course, the above scenes are all imagined by diners.

Something has its own halo, something is not stained by dust.

These are all the lights that appear in the eyes of foodies when they see delicious food in front of them!

As for Nanzhi, she just felt surprised.

It’s no wonder that there are so many people queuing in front of her fried rice stall.

But I was surprised by the looks of these diners...

Why does it feel like watching a great hero?
Did she do something great that she didn't even know about?

Nanzhi actually started to think seriously.

Xiaoqian, who was standing not far from Nanzhi, spoke first:
"Boss, are you okay?"

This sentence seemed to open the conversation box of the moment, and everyone started to express their concern for Nanzhi:

"Don't let the urges of those on the Internet affect your mentality, boss!"

"That's right, we all believe you!"

“Don’t stop setting up your stall because of this!”

"Boss, you are kind and nice, and you cook delicious food. We all like you very much!"

"Boss, I like you better!"

"..."

The people who were talking exchanged glances with each other.

what?
This guy actually flatters the boss?

I can't lose!
...In a blink of an eye, they were caught in a strange internal competition, which seemed to be a secret rivalry.

Feeling the undercurrent around him, Nanzhi found it quite funny.

Of course, she knew what these people were up to, but she was not disgusted. Instead, she was happy to see:
"Don't worry, it's open as usual tonight."

After deliberately pausing for two seconds, he added,

“…There will also be a new menu.”

All the diners present were stunned by the sudden surprise!
New menu?
Did they hear it correctly?

You know, not everyone likes fried rice with egg.

There are thousands of people in the world, and there are always some who don't like eating eggs, or are simply allergic to eggs.

Therefore, no matter how famous the golden egg fried rice at Nanzhi stall is, there are still people who refuse to come because its menu is too monotonous.

We even encountered difficult diners who insisted on having Nanzhi put new menu items, no matter how much they cost.

But Nanzhi still refused.

She replied:

"It depends on your mood."

Very willful!
But the diners dare not speak out.

Who said that there are only starving diners but no starving cooks in the world?

Who would have thought that Nanzhi would be on the new menu!

Someone suddenly asked with a glimmer of hope:
"Boss, is there still a purchase limit?"

Nanzhi nodded:

"Of course, the old rules remain unchanged."

At one point, many people took out their phones and started making calls:
"Hurry, hurry, come to the night market, the golden egg fried rice is new!"

"I know you don't eat egg fried rice, but this place has a new menu!"

"Help me with shopping? No way. I can't waste my precious spot on you!"

"..."

Amid the noise and bustle, Nanzhi smiled faintly, walked around to the back of the dining car, and took out the sign that had been prepared long ago.

At this time, Nan Yi, who had been quietly waiting the whole time, tugged at the corner of Nan Zhi's clothes:
"Can I take over instead?"

He made his request carefully, constantly observing Nanzhi's expression.

Nanzhi discovered it.

But she also knew that this habit could not be easily corrected in a day or two.

So he readily agreed:

"of course can!"

The sign is hung a little high, and Nan Yi definitely can’t do it by himself.

A diners noticed that Nanzhi had slender arms and offered to help.

Nan Yi shook his head like a rattle.

Nanzhi had anticipated this and personally picked Nanyi up and let him sit on his arms.

Nan Yi blinked shyly and twisted her hips a little uncomfortably. Nan Zhi: “Are you ready?”

Nan Yi was reluctant to give up this novel experience, but he also didn't want to tire Nan Zhi for too long.

He quickly stretched out his little hand, took down the original sign, and hung up a new one—

【Golden Egg Fried Rice—20 Yuan】

【Beef fried rice—28 yuan】

【Shrimp fried rice—28 yuan】

When many diners saw the prices clearly, they all exclaimed in unison, “What a cheap!”

And some people muttered, "It would be better to sell 50 or 60 copies and then cancel the purchase limit."

Some nearby merchants secretly complained after hearing this:

Is this price still cheap?

Other deluxe fried rice with extra vegetables and meat at the night market costs at most 20, okay?

But if you think about it, Boss Nan's cooking skills are good enough to sell at this price, you can't deny it!

Nan Yi, sitting on her mother's arms, looked around cautiously.

The world he had seen before was always shallow, sharp, and filled with malice everywhere.

But now, everyone he sees has a sincere, happy and beautiful smile on his face.

So...delicious food plays such a big role?

Nan Yi naturally also knew who was the person who could make delicious food that would convince diners.

So he leaned over to Nanzhi's ear and whispered:

"They all like you very much, Mom."

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

Nanzhi couldn't help but smile, and then lowered her voice:

"Of course, because mom is excellent."

Nan Yi was stunned.

Because it’s excellent…so I like it?
No need to please?
Don’t you need to put yourself in a difficult position?

In a daze, Nan Yi was put on the ground by Nan Zhi.

And Nanzhi is also preparing to start business.

Suddenly, a voice came:
"Excuse me, please make way!"

A tall man wearing a baseball cap, holding a child in his arms, squeezed through the queue with difficulty.

At the beginning, some people complained about who was so tactless and didn’t know how to queue?

They were about to open their mouths to curse, but when they saw the well-behaved and cute baby in the man's arms, they suppressed their curses.

Wait, this cub looks familiar.

This man in the hat looks more familiar.

"...Fu Chao! It's Fu Chao!"

The diners became restless.

Some people subconsciously wanted to squeeze forward, to get a closer look at Fu Chao, and to take photos with him and get his autographs.

The scene was a little chaotic.

Nanzhi glanced over and spoke in a voice that was neither loud nor soft:
"Customers who want to buy fried rice, please come in the order of the queue."

The diners who had just been bewitched by Fu Chao's aura as a big star and were about to leave the group suddenly woke up!

They have queued for so long in advance, they can't fail at this moment!
He quickly stood back in line and quickly restored order.

Fu Chao looked back and was extremely surprised.

He was already prepared to be surrounded by crowds and even gave instructions to the production crew before coming over.

The result...is this?
Make him lose face, okay?
Nanzhi saw Fu Chao and raised her eyebrows slightly:
"coming?"

Fu Chao nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong:

"You thought I wasn't coming?"

Nanzhi didn't expect him to be so perceptive:
"I can't help myself."

Just now, when they were halfway there, they met Fu Chao's agent, who called Fu Chao over.

Fu Chao let Nanzhi and Nanyi go first, saying that they would catch up soon.

But Nanzhi saw the wariness and scrutiny in her agent's eyes and knew that Fu Chao would most likely not come again.

Later, Fu Chao did not show up, as if confirming her guess.

Now...it's not quite what she expected.

(End of this chapter)

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