Feng Dagen's cart ran away.

Even if he is so arrogant, bold character.

But being surrounded and scolded by dozens of people is still a little apprehensive.

However, when his pants broke through, they were torn by the old man in red.

Back in the store.

Feng Dagen sat on the chair and savored it.

I don't think I really should sell it with a dumped bun.

Isn't this proper digging of one's own grave?

He punched the table and regretted

, "Oh, confused, just thinking about waste use." Dogleg

Xiao Zhang came up: "Boss, there are few customers in the store."

When Feng Dagen heard this, he was angry: "Doesn't Lao Tzu have long eyes?

"Xiao Li, you go buy a few buns and come back, I want to analyze and analyze."

Xiao Li was expressionless: "Got it." After

waiting in line for half an hour, Xiao Li bought the buns.

Back in the store, Feng Dagen couldn't wait to take out the lunch box from the bag.

Open it.

It's a soup dumpling.

The dough is thin and elastic, and you can see the soup and meat filling.

If

he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Feng Dagen would never have believed it.

He himself is a white case chef, so he naturally knows how good the chef who can make this soup dumpling is.

However, it is impossible to make him soft on the lips.

"What's the use of making it look good?" Feng

Dagen bit the skin and took a sip of the soup.

The rich and fragrant soup is in the mouth, sweeping the taste buds wantonly.

Feng Dagen took a bite in disbelief.

Stunned.

Only the mouth is still chewing mechanically.

He couldn't help but whisper: "It's so delicious...."Feng

Dagen understood.

It is really powerful to be able to make guests line up in a long line of more than 40 meters.

He was envious, and more jealous.

Why is it that he has been making buns for so many years, and in the end he is not as good as a young guy?

Feng Dagen complained while eating steamed buns.

The more he ate, the more shocked he became.

Can you get the recipe?

The idea popped into my mind.

Feng Dagen thinks it's feasible.

But what should be done?

Robbery and extortion of confessions by torture are not punishments.

That leaves only spending money on this option.

Feng Dagen made up his mind that no matter how much money he spent, he must buy this formula.

I can't help but start fantasizing in my heart.

After I got the formula, the business exploded, the guests praised it, and I smiled modestly.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became!

He felt that this skill alone was enough for him to earn enough money to build a house in the imperial capital in a few years.

"Without further ado, let's go now!" Seeing

Feng Dagen hurriedly running out of the store, Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang looked at each other, picked up their mobile phones and began to fish.

"Hey waiter, bring me a cup of soy milk. "

The soy milk maker is there, take the cup yourself. "

......

Feng Dagen came to the door of Shen Kee's restaurant again.

This time, he did not cut the queue again, but chose to line up honestly.

He didn't want to mess up the business.

Looking at this long procession, Feng Dagen was no longer envious.

After waiting in line for half an hour, Feng Dagen finally stepped into the store.

Luckily, the previous guests had already finished their meals and left.

Otherwise, he might have been scolded and run away while standing in line.

However, it is estimated that those guests would not have imagined that Feng Dagen would be so stinky and shameless.

Ye Yirou saw Feng Dagen, although she was very angry in her heart, she still stepped forward to greet her: "Hello, what to eat

?" A trace of greed flashed in Feng

Dagen's eyes, but he covered it up well, and said with a sneer: "Sister, I don't buy anything, is it okay to talk to Store Manager Shen

?" Shen Yi walked out and said lightly: "What are you looking for me?"

Feng Dagen is worthy of being an old fritter who has been in the society for many years.

As long as there are interests, you will kill your father and enemy one second, and you will live and die in the next second.

Feng Dagen praised him: "Oh, Brother Shen is really talented!"

Then he bent down and bowed his head, looking guilty: "I'm really sorry for what happened just now, I shouldn't have cut the line, I came to apologize." Stretching

out his hand not to hit the smiling person, he came to apologize when he saw Feng Dagen.

Shen Yi smiled: "It's okay, everyone is a neighbor, what do you call it, big brother?"

A touch of cunning flashed in the corner of Feng Dagen's eyes.

Young man, fight with me?

Ye Yirou always remained vigilant.

She felt that this Feng Dagen was not a good person.

This kind of person is the kind of evil person who can stab you in the face with a smile.

"Yes, yes, everyone is a neighbor, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, right, Brother Shen?"

Shen Yi nodded.

Feng Dagen smiled: "My name is Feng Dagen, if Brother Shen doesn't mind, just call me Brother Feng." "

Well, Brother Feng, what else do you have to do?

Feng Dagen pretended to be hesitant: "Brother Shen, Brother Feng, I do have something to ask for."

"What's the matter, can you help me as much as you can."

"That's right, I tasted the steamed buns you made Brother Shen, oops, the taste is really amazing, Brother Feng, I have never eaten such delicious steamed buns." Feng

Dagen was sincere in what he said.

No one can lie in front of absolute gastronomy because your body is honest.

Shen Yi frowned slightly and nodded: "Thank you, it still needs to be improved."

Feng Dagen rubbed his hands

and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, live to learn all the time

, can Brother Shen teach Brother Feng?" He patted his chest: "Brother Shen, don't worry, I have learned, I promise not to compete with you, I can swear!"

Seeing Shen Yi silent, Feng Dagen hurriedly said:

"It's not a secret, Brother Shen, my breakfast shop is going to be transferred, and the days of the imperial capital are too hard!

." Brother Feng, I want to go back to my hometown to develop, so I want to learn some skills from Brother Shen, so I can gain a foothold when I go back.

Feng Dagen thought to himself: Hmph, when Lao Tzu learns it, he will stir up your shop in a week!"

Ye Yirou looked anxious, it turned out that this Feng Dagen was here for buns.

No, Shen Yi, you must not agree.

Shen Yi smiled helplessly:

"I'm sorry, Brother Feng, my skill was passed down from my ancestors, and my ancestor gave a death order, and it must not be passed on to outsiders." "

If I teach you, Brother Feng, then I will be a descendant, how will I see the ancestors and ancestors underground in the future?"

Feng Dagen said "oops" and said strangely: "

Brother Shen, this is not right, what age is it now, the twenty-first century!

He patted his chest: "You pass it on to me, Brother Feng promises to carry it forward

for you! In this way, your ancestor will definitely not blame you, but will praise Brother Shen for knowing how to keep pace with the times!"

Shen Yi shook his head: "If it doesn't work, unless the old ancestor tells me personally, I won't dare to open this opening."

Feng Dagen vomited blood angrily.

Your old ancestor has already broken down into atoms, and he told you in person?

Ye Yirou also reacted, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Hurriedly lowered his head and blocked it with the back of his hand.

Shen Yi looks quite honest, but he didn't expect to be so good at fooling people.

And it's serious, and it's serious.

It's too bad!

If you dare to fool me in the future, hum!

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