Chapter 3

Screams and jeers come and go. No matter how thick Yang Song is, he can't sit still. However, he does have some confidence. When he opened the stall today, he bought an extra bunch of gluten and roasted it himself. It was really delicious. Anyway, Yang Song had never eaten such a delicious food in his life.

"This is the price of my baked gluten. You can buy it if you want. Don't stop me from doing business." Yang Song pulled a voice, the crowd in front of the stall instantly dispersed.

Yang Song's stall has become deserted. He can't help but sigh that it's really hard to do business.

The woman at one side of the pancake stand was also startled at the beginning. After seeing a series of reactions, she not only pulled the stall a little further away, then began to care: "young man, you won't be fooled."

"It's OK, auntie. I'm fine." Yang Song said with a smile.

But his appearance in the eyes of others, how can not feel normal.

The smell of roasted gluten is really strong, and there are still pedestrians coming, but when they see the price, they say a crazy, and then go away swearing.

It went on for hours, almost always.

Yang Song looked at the time and sighed in his heart.

It looks like it's over.

It's not going to be done.

"Boy, you are sick of your mind. A bunch of baked gluten is sold for 100!"

Yang Song followed the reputation, a man in casual clothes, looking at himself like an idiot.

Chen Ming goes to the snack street every morning after running. He likes eating very much. So when he is near the snack street today, he is attracted by an unprecedented aroma.

When I saw it was a kebab stand, I wanted to buy two bunches to taste, but I was surprised by the price.

A hundred yuan string of gluten! The boss's brain is absolutely out of order. Chen Ming's mind suddenly jumps out of this idea.

Yang Song sighed. He was too lazy to explain. Anyway, the gluten could not be sold.

"You can bring me a bunch. I'm going to try this 100 yuan string of gluten, but it's delicious." Chen Ming suddenly a sentence, let Yang Song Leng for a moment.

Someone bought it!

All the passers-by stopped and surrounded with interest. The boss was just crazy. I didn't expect that some fool would buy it.

"If the baked gluten doesn't taste good, I'll ruin your stall." Chen Ming was really a bit angry. He didn't care about the money. He wanted to see what kind of immortal roast gluten it was. He dared to sell it like this.

"OK!" With a smile on his face, Yang Song neatly packed a bunch of baked gluten and sent it to Chen Ming. At the same time, there was a collection code.

Chen Ming was angry with a smile, took the baked gluten, sneered: "don't worry, money is indispensable to you."

Yang Song gave a dry smile and drew his hand back. Then he watched Chen Ming put the baked gluten into his mouth. The pedestrians around him also opened their eyes.

At the moment of baking gluten, Chen Ming didn't feel any paste flavor, instead, he had a kind of spicy, soft and glutinous feeling. The wonderful fusion of cumin and chili, and the elasticity and delicious of gluten instantly stimulated his taste buds.

He widened his eyes and had an incredible feeling that it was the most delicious gluten he had ever eaten.

Chen Ming was silent for a long time. The onlookers thought that there was something wrong with the food. What's more, he took out his mobile phone and was ready to call 120.

Yang song can't help but feel a little nervous, but then he is relieved. It is estimated that he is the same as himself. He is surprised by the unique taste of baked gluten. Then he embraces his arms and looks at Chen Ming with a smile.

"Ah Chen Ming's long moan really scared the people around him. Then he exclaimed excitedly, "it's so delicious. I've never eaten anything better than this. It's just a pleasure to be able to eat this delicious food."

"A hundred dollars! True value Regardless of the image, Chen Ming takes out his mobile phone, grabs the payment code from Yang Song's mobile phone, immediately sweeps it up, and still shouts: "boss, get me another ten strings, no! Take another twenty! "

All the people around were stunned. This is too dramatic. The plot is obviously wrong. This is Tuo!

Yes! This must be toto!

Passers-by around unconsciously formed a consistent idea, after all, this kind of thing is also too fantastic.

"Alipay arrives, 2000 yuan."

It's really a transfer! The passers-by around me were confused. The world was so crazy that someone even spent 2000 yuan on baking gluten.

"Hey, this trust is really thorough." I don't know who said it. People around me understood it instantly, right? Of course, it's necessary to be thorough.

Chen Ming, who got the baked gluten with a smile, changed his face and said with disdain: "I am Chen Ming, at least the manager of Chen's group. I don't care to do such vulgar things."

Chen Ming, manager of Chen's group! Some people around me have reflected that Chen's group is a big chaebol in Los Angeles, which owns one fifth of the city's economy. It is said that the prince of Chen's group is called Chen Ming!"If you don't have a good mouth, don't make sarcastic remarks here." Chen Ming said coldly, turning to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Yang song suddenly called out. Chen Ming turned around with a smile and said, "what's the matter, boss? If there are any new products, if you take them out, don't say 100, even if they are 1000, I will buy them. "

Yang Song coughed twice and said, "Sir, you haven't given the first string of money."

Chen Ming's smiling face froze in an instant. In order to avoid embarrassment, he pretended to be indifferent and said, "Hey, look at my memory. If you forget, I'll transfer it to you." Turn around and leave.

Yang Song accepted the money with satisfaction and finally sold some.

Some of the guests around were at a loss, but some of them couldn't help but bought a bunch of them heartily. After eating them, they realized how delicious it was!

It's so delicious!

Then he bought two more. Most of the passers-by believed this. Many people bought a bunch and tasted it. As a result, Yang Song's 100 strings of baked gluten were immediately bought.

The people who set up stalls nearby were scared. They had set up their own stalls for so many years. Where did they encounter such a thing? Is there really any secret?

Some stall owners can't help but buy a bunch. After eating, they suddenly feel what they are selling here every day. Compared with the baked gluten, it's like pig food!

Yang Song accepted the stall with satisfaction. The task was completed. He had to go back quickly to study the skill of "paoding jieniu Dao".

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After Chen Nan'er had cleaned up, she waited with Xiao Qi for half an hour at the school gate, but she had not seen her brother's shadow. She was not only a little angry, but also had been hurt by the black hearted boss who sold baked gluten yesterday. Now she is in a bad mood.

"Sister!" Chen Ming stopped the car to the side of the road, ran to Chen Nan'er's side, said with a smile: "sister, see what good things brother has brought for you."

Chen Nan'er, who had a sense of anger in her heart, suddenly felt angry and funny when she saw her brother's silly appearance. Before Chen Ming walked in, Xiao Qi on one side suddenly exclaimed, "brother Xiaoming, what are you taking? It's so fragrant!"

Chen Nan'er saw a gust of wind blowing in front of her, and Xiaoqi rushed up and took things from Chen Ming's hand.

Chen Ming looked at the little Qi in front of him, touched his head, and looked spoiled: "when I was walking this morning, I went to the snack street for a stroll. I met a man selling baked gluten. The gluten is so delicious. I haven't eaten such a delicious thing since I've been so long."

Baked gluten? Chen Nan'er not only thought of that black hearted boss last night, it was really too hateful.