Unpalatable.

Suzuki Kaoru's words caused a slight change in the expressions of Futaba Makoto and others, and even the store manager's expression began to look ugly.

"Maybe it's because it was just heated? Let me try it." To be honest, Futaba Makoto often comes to this oden restaurant. Before the uncle could say anything, he smiled quickly, then took the spoon in Suzuki Kaoru's hand and scooped it up.

He put a piece of radish into his mouth.

smell……

There seems to be no change?

Futaba Cheng frowned, not knowing what to say for a moment. He glanced at Suzuki Kaoru and found that the other party was also looking at him quietly. The emotion revealed in his amber eyes made Futaba Cheng unable to understand the meaning.

.

"How are you, Cheng-kun? Is there something wrong with my craftsmanship?" The store manager also asked quickly, because he has not heard the comment that it tastes bad for many years. After all, this oden restaurant was passed down from my grandfather's grandfather's generation.

Except for his grandfather and father, he had never heard such a bad comment.

"Hmm." Futaba Cheng hesitated for a moment, then gently touched Suzuki Kaoru's leather shoes with his foot.

How do you want me to help you put an end to something you caused yourself?

Suzuki Kaoru raised his foot slightly, but stepped on Futaba Makoto's shoes.

After taking a slow sip of tea, she continued: "The taste is okay for the time being, but it's still unpalatable."

"Why does it taste bad?" The store manager asked with a frown. If it weren't for Suzuki Kaoru and Futaba Makoto's relationship, he would have thought that this little girl was here to cause trouble.

"Heart." Suzuki Kaoru said.

"Heart?" Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment. He remembered that Suzuki Kaoru had said this before.

Seeing that the store manager still didn't understand, Suzuki Kaoru sighed, stretched out his finger and tapped the countertop gently: "Here, it's not wiped, right?"

The store manager glanced at the countertop and found that the soup was spilled from the soup trough. He quickly wiped it with a rag.

"Also, from the moment we entered the store, manager, you didn't seem to smile much, and you looked a little lifeless." Suzuki Kaoru said softly, "I won't say anything else. How can you give such food to me?

How about a 'delicious' feeling?"

One sentence made the store manager wake up. He immediately bowed and said loudly: "Ms. Suzuki, I have learned a lesson!"

"In the past few days, I have been worried about things on the street next door. I really am not as attentive as before in cooking and taking care of the store. No wonder those old customers all seem to have something to say to me." The store manager.

The uncle scratched his head, "But you have awakened me. Why should I worry so much? I should just provide the best food and the most attentive dining environment to the guests."

"Instead of doing those messy giveaways."

When Suzuki Kaoru saw that the other party understood, she smiled slightly, and then took out banknotes from her wallet to pay.

"No, no, no, this is my treat."

"Please accept it, or I won't come next time."

"That's...okay."

After leaving the store, Futaba Cheng looked at the short-haired girl walking beside him, and couldn't help but said: "So that's what it means to be unpalatable."

Suzuki Xun nodded: "Yes."

"So you had a way to save Plum Street from the beginning?" Futaba Makoto asked with a smile.

On the other side, Morning Nana also suddenly appeared and asked excitedly: "Really, is there really a way to defeat 888 Street next door?"

Seeing the excited expressions of the two of them, Suzuki Kaoru raised his forehead slightly: "No, don't get excited."

Futaba Makoto and Asama Nana suddenly froze like frosted eggplants. Perhaps because they had been together for many years, their sighing movements were even very synchronized.

"However, there is a way to try." Suzuki Kaoru added after seeing the two people's disappointed looks.

"Quick, tell me!"

Futaba Makoto happily grabbed Suzuki Kaoru's shoulders and shook him back and forth. The girl's originally flat and smooth short hair was shaken away, finally covering her eyes.

Futaba Cheng: "..."

"Uh, I'm sorry." Futaba Makoto gently brushed Suzuki Kaoru's hair away from his forehead. When he saw the girl's expressionless face and staring at him with beady eyes, Futaba Makoto suddenly looked apologetic.

At this time, Gong Bai Yuyou behind him suddenly bent down, then took out a comb from his skirt and raised it.

Qiang Qiang Qiang, comb——zi——.

"Why do you have Doraemon's special effects?" Kojima Shoko, who was standing next to Miyashiro Yuyu, couldn't help complaining, "And why can you take things out of your skirt? Hey?!"

[(??w??)?Don’t you have a fourth-dimensional skirt?]

"Who would have that kind of thing?!"

Gong Bai Yuyou handed the comb to Suzuki Kaoru, who said thank you and took it before arranging her hair neatly.

"There really isn't a single hair that sticks up. It seems that every hair is neat." Nana looked at the top of Suzuki Kaoru's head curiously in the morning, because even if a normal girl's hair is neat, there will be some tiny bits and pieces on it. The hair of Suzuki Kaoru is sticking up, but none of Suzuki Kaoru's hair is sticking up, it is neat and tidy.

"Suzuki's bob looks like a helmet." Futaba Makoto said jokingly, holding out his finger.

The next second, the girl's fingers stayed on Futaba Cheng's waist, and then twisted the soft flesh in a circle.

Futaba Cheng's expression suddenly turned grim.

In the morning, Nana and the others snickered and didn't say much.

"Okay, all joking aside, the situation on Meilin Street is indeed very bad now, but it's not impossible." Suzuki Kaoru said, "It's just that this method is not necessarily the most effective, nor is it easy to implement."

"How to do it? It's better than having no clue now." Futaba Cheng asked.

Suzuki Kaoru: "Do you still remember the restaurants we ate at when we went to 888 Street? Many of them were delivered by central kitchens. For example, restaurants like Salia didn't even have chefs."

"Well, I know, so the price can be kept very low. Merlin has no advantage in this regard."

"So, we can only rely on the quality of the store itself to win." Kaoru Suzuki said, "Take restaurants as an example. As long as the food is delicious enough and the dining experience is good enough, you can retain customers."

"888 Street has government support, and their advantage is very simple, that is, the publicity is strong enough that when some tourists check out food guides, this is the first place they think of."

"When the traffic increases, the products there will be updated quickly and will be fresher and better. At the same time, due to the herd mentality, there will be more and more customers, creating a positive cycle."

"This is also the reason why Merlin has fewer and fewer customers, because it has fallen into a bad cycle. Things cannot be sold, and the quality will only get worse and worse."

"So, we have to solve this problem from several aspects. Of course, we can't do it alone. We need everyone to act together." Before Suzuki Kaoru could finish speaking, Futaba Makoto grabbed her shoulders and leaned against her face.

Very close, his eyes were shining, "What method!"

"I'm curious!"
Chapter completed!