After my divorce, I awakened to the most powerful food system!

"Boss, this is it.

Xiao Li pointed to Shen Kee's restaurant.

Feng Dagen saw it and was completely messy.

I saw that the queue stretched from the inside of the store to more than 40 meters away.

In a daze, there were also guests who came to line up with laughter and laughter.

Such a hot business, he has only seen it in his dreams.

But today, the sight before him tells him that it is all true.

Feng Dagen's envious eyes burst bloodshot.

Damn, this should have been his guest, but now it has been taken away by someone else

! Hmph

! I want to see!

What kind of buns are sold, which can make customers willingly spend more than ten or twenty minutes queuing.

Feng Dagen jumped past the long line and went straight into the store.

Queuing

? Earning Lao Tzu's money, and still want me to queue up? Don't

smash your store, it's all my temper.

The guests next to him were not happy, and they all accused

: "Who are you? You actually cut in line!" "

Can you have some morality

?" Feng Dagen spat at the man's feet: "If you go to Nima, Lao Tzu will cut the queue, what's the matter?" Looking at Feng Dagen's

fierce appearance, he simply tattooed the words 'not to be messed with, believe it or not, I beat you' on his face.

The guest kept his mouth shut.

Cut the line, just cut the line.

The other guests were also angry, though.

But in the face of such scoundrels, it is unrealistic to expect to be restrained by courtesy, righteousness, and shame.

As for the use of violence, please, this is a society governed by the rule of law.

Shen Yi noticed the movement at the door of the store, put down the kneaded dough, and walked out of the kitchen.

Feng Dagen sneered: "You are the store manager?"

Shen Yi nodded: "I am, this guest, please queue up."

Feng Dagen took out a few big red bulls and shook them in front of Shen Yi: "Promise, give you three hundred, can you cut the queue?"

Shen Yi shook his head: "I don't do the business of cutting in line, and I can't give any amount of money."

Feng Dagen became annoyed: "You don't want any money?!How many buns can you buy for three hundred yuan, do you know?"

Shen Yi nodded: "I know, please go to the back and line up."

Feng Dagen took a breath: "You pack a few buns for me, it won't waste much time, I'll give you five hundred, okay?"

Shen Yi shook his head firmly: "No, please line up in the back." The

guests finally couldn't help it, and praised one after another:

"Store Manager Shen is good, I support you, but you can't cut the queue for this kind of person."

"It's great to be rich, store manager Shen won't do your business

!" "It's so stinky and shameless

!" "Get out

of here!" Feng Dagen's face turned red with anger, snorted angrily, and turned to leave.

Selling steamed buns

? Lao Tzu makes it impossible for you to sell them! You sell soup dumplings for ten yuan?

Lao Tzu sells four yuan for beef buns! Lao Tzu sells beef buns for five

yuan! Lao Tzu sells

them for two yuan!

"If you don't believe it, you won't be able to break it!" Feng

Dagen was very satisfied with his price reduction and dumping plan.

thought that as long as he did this for a week, Shen Yi would have to cry and beg him.

Anyway, he has a lot of money, even if he gives away a week's worth of buns for free, it's no problem at all.

However, Feng Dagen missed a very important factor.

That's the quality of the bun.

If he had tasted the buns made by Shen Yi, it would have been impossible for him to come up with such a brain-dead strategy.

Back in the store, I watched the few customers.

Feng Dagen gritted his teeth angrily.

"Xiao Li!"

"What's the matter, boss?"

Feng Dagen pointed to the steamer left over from yesterday in the corner and hadn't been cleaned up:

"You and Xiao Zhang steamed these buns hot, put them on top of a small cart, and pushed them to the door of that restaurant to sell." "

I thought: It's just time that the waste is being reused.

Xiao Li tasted the buns made by Shen Yi.

He really wanted to persuade Feng Dagen, boss, don't be overpowered, hit the stone with an egg.

However, thinking of his salary of 5,000 yuan, Feng Dagen insulted from time to time on weekdays.

The words got stuck in my throat.

Whatever you want, I'll jump ship when the store is yellow anyway.

Steam the buns hot.

The two pushed a small cart and came to the door of Shen Kee's restaurant.

Turn on the loudspeaker and play it in a loop:

"Everyone, pay attention, the daily breakfast shop will give back to new and old customers today, only four yuan for soup dumplings, only two yuan for beef buns, buy a soup bun, and send a leek bun for free!"

Feng Dagen followed out uneasily, looking at it from a distance, he thought that he had won the battle.

In the past, there were no other breakfast places in this neighborhood.

But he used similar means to make them yellow.

Even if the price reduction and dumping can't defeat the opponent, he has other means.

If you want to make Lao Tzu's money under Lao Tzu's nose, who gave you the guts?

Feng Dagen's strategy was successful.

The sound of the horn attracted customers who were still queuing.

After all, after waiting in line for so long, my stomach has long been hungry.

Some of the guests thought they might as well buy some buns here to deal with it.

Anyway, it's so cheap, and it doesn't suffer.

Store Manager Shen's buns can be eaten tomorrow.

A guest walked over: "Bring me two soup dumplings, it's to send two leek buns, right?"

Xiao Li was expressionless, and even a little impatient: "Yes, a total of 8 pieces." "

There was some upset in the hearts of the guests.

How do you do business, it's like a two-five-eight, I owe you money?

But the buns are really cheap, so he endured it.

But don't think about it for repeat customers!"

"I'll also have a soup dumpling and two beef buns." "

The queue gradually converged on this side.

Soon, the buns in the two steamers on the cart were all sold out.

Seeing that Shen Yi's guests were easily snatched back by his own trick of 'kitchen waste reuse clearance sale'.

Feng Dagen was very happy.

Let you pretend!

Don't you cut the queue for Lao Tzu?

Regret it, go to you! The

horn was very loud, and Shen Yi naturally heard it.

Ye Yirou was very angry: "Why is this person like this? It's so hateful to run in front of our store to do business."

Shen Yi smiled: "Don't be angry, Yirou, where people do business is their freedom, we just do our best." The

guests who were eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk said

, "Store Manager Shen, don't worry, even if they give it away for free, I won't eat it." "

Me too

!" Cui Yongjian smiled:

"Brother Shen Yi, don't worry, look at it, according to the urine of the owner of the daily breakfast shop, it won't be long before the guests have to return it!" Shen Yi

smiled and didn't speak.

Cui Yongjian is still very accurate in looking at people.

A guest took out the soup dumplings, which tasted quite hot to the touch, although the appearance was not as good as that made by Store Manager Shen, but it was okay.

"It should taste about the same, right?"

he took a bite.

I found the bun to be a bit hard and dry.

Not to mention the soup, even the meat filling inside looks like there is no oil and water at all.

This TM is a soup dumpling? This

is clearly an overnight steamed bun with a piece of salted meat!

And it tastes weird.

I felt like I was getting drunk.

After chewing two bites, it was really impossible to swallow, and the guest had to spit in the bag.

"Damn, bad luck, try this leek egg bun. "

Take a bite.

"Vomit, Cao Nima's!" he

became angry, rushed up to Xiao Li and asked

, "These buns don't taste right, they are drunk!"

The other guests who ate also reacted and scolded one after another.

An old man in a red coat raised his fist and opened his mouth to be the quintessence of the country:

"Geneva, return the money!" "

The black-hearted boss actually took out the dumplings and sold them, and I was disgusted to death."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Dagen hurriedly rushed forward and shouted angrily:

"What is it that is drunk, this is sauerkraut flavored, if you want to return the money, it is impossible!"

The money is all in the bag, let him spit it out?

Impossible!

Unless the sun comes out from the west.

However, Feng Dagen obviously forgot that his original intention was to dump at a lower price.