On the night I sent my parents home, the customer flow in the shop surged.
Looking at the white money, Zhou Yan had an evil thought: Should we also engage in hunger marketing to expand our small wallet?
But Zhou Yan quickly gave up this idea: If he works for another month, he has to go home. If he engages in hunger marketing, the gains outweigh the losses!
Cooking with heart is the way to go!
A few days later, Zhou Yan's test came again: the store's second super VIP grand prize was drawn.
The winners were a young couple in their thirties, both of whom were regular customers of the store. In Zhou Yan's impression, the young couple were always busy. Every time they came to eat in the store, almost all the customers in the store were gone.
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Of course, what impressed Zhou Yan deeply was not because the young couple arrived late every time, but because the young couple always remained silent and seemed like strangers when eating.
Many times, Zhou Yan saw women taking the initiative to pick up food and add rice to men, but the men always looked at her coldly...
When you open a restaurant, you can always see the warmth and warmth of people and the fickleness of things. Therefore, Zhou Yan and the three clerks always treat such things with a lively attitude and do not get involved or ask questions.
In a short period of time, two big prizes were won. The customers in the store were a little surprised. They all crossed their legs and waited eagerly to see what kind of problems the couple planned to create for Boss Xiao Zhou.
"Boss, can you jump over the wall like a Buddha?"
It was the husband who spoke, with a perfunctory smile on his face and a bit of scrutiny in his eyes.
"Yes, but you have to buy the materials yourself!" Zhou Yan's answer was perfunctory, "It's a small business that can't stand the trouble!"
"We buy ingredients, what should we do with the extra food?"
A profiteer-like smile appeared on Zhou Yan's face: "The processing fee can be discounted, and we can recycle it at a low price..."
"Then..."
"Wait a minute!"
My wife, who had been silent for a long time, finally made a move and shook the grand prize ticket in her hand: "I drew the ticket. I should designate what to cook, right?"
"You Lizhen, can you please stop being unreasonable and making trouble?"
"Husband, let's talk about it!" The woman named You Lizhen smiled, with a hint of sadness in her laughter. She turned to look at the lottery ticket in her hand, "This is our breakup meal.
I see you feel uncomfortable seeing me every day, so why don’t you go our separate ways after eating!”
The man's face suddenly turned red: "You..."
Before the man could speak, You Lizhen handed the lottery ticket to Zhou Yan: "Boss, take a look. If there is no problem, I will specify the dish!"
"The tickets are fine!"
You Lizhen nodded, looked back at her husband, and a trace of memory appeared on her face: "Husband, I remember that we started with a bowl of Yangchun noodles, so let's end with a bowl of Yangchun noodles!"<
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You Lizhen looked back at Zhou Yan: "Boss, you should be able to make Yangchun noodles, right?"
"Okay," Zhou Yan frowned, "When do you want to eat and where do you want to eat..."
"Let's stay here tonight!"
After saying that, You Lizhen took the lottery ticket from Zhou Yan and left the shop without looking back.
"Daughter-in-law...you..."
The man looked at the woman's leaving back and wanted to say something, but it was stuck in his throat. He couldn't say anything. He just opened his arms and grasped the woman's shadow in the air...
After a while, the man couldn't stand the strange looks from other customers in the store and left.
"Boss, what's going on with Yangchun Noodles?"
"Lard clear soup noodles!" Zhou Yan smiled and explained, "Basically there is no more vegetarian noodles than this!"
After listening to Zhou Yan's explanation, a group of customers felt even more contempt for the person just now: It's really strange that a comrade who shares the same joys and sorrows can be abandoned!
Zhou Yan walked around the store, greeted old customers, and returned to the kitchen. But as soon as he started the fire, he found that Wang Han had also followed him into the kitchen.
"Sister, aren't you afraid that the oil smoke will damage your moist skin?"
"Stop talking to me!" Wang Han glared at Zhou Yan, "What are you going to do for Yangchun Noodles tonight?"
"How else can we make Yangchun noodles?" Zhou Yan curled his lips, "Just make it the normal way!"
At most, while making noodles, I can use the Yukihei family's ancestral "drug" skill to give this young couple some tear-jerking memories...
This is the first time that someone has enjoyed a one-time super VIP meal in the store. Many old customers of Zhouji Store are very interested. They ordered the food in the store early and then waited to watch the excitement.
The young couple who won the prize did not arrive late as usual, but arrived just after get off work.
Liu Ning, the clever ace waiter, saw the customers arriving and quickly brought out two homemade side dishes from the kitchen.
"You two, the noodles will be ready soon, please wait a moment!"
"Thank you!"
The young couple seemed to feel the prying eyes from around them. They just lowered their heads and stared at the cold dishes in front of them, wondering what they were thinking...
Yangchun noodles will be ready soon.
Very plain, clear soup, plain noodles, dotted with some chopped green onions.
"Boy, please use it slowly!"
The young couple took the noodles, picked them up with chopsticks, and forgot to stuff them in their mouths. This disappointed many customers who were watching the excitement: I have cut the watermelon, and you just let me see this?
Things were obviously not that simple. The sharp-eyed customers soon discovered that after taking a few bites, the man's eyes began to lose focus, which was a sign of falling into memories...
The man's name is Qian Zhanchun. He used to be a small vendor. He brought small commodities from Yiwu in the south and set up a stall in Xinhai to sell them.
Later, when purchasing goods, Qian Zhanchun met his fellow villager, You Lizhen, who also made small commodities. They were like-minded and were fellow villagers. As they went back and forth, a small spark of hope ignited between the two.
However, Qian Zhanchun still remembers the scene when they first dated each other.
It was after Qian Zhanchun made a small fortune, so he took his girlfriend to the city for a walk, planning to buy some gifts...
Small commodities in Yiwu are very cheap, but that does not mean that Yiwu city is such a bargain. In the prosperous city of Yiwu, there are not only dazzling gold and silver jewelry, but also diamonds that are "lasting forever, and one will go bankrupt"... This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Qian Zhanchun remembered clearly that his girlfriend liked a certain diamond ring very much, but after much hesitation, she still couldn't make up her mind. Qian Zhanchun wanted to pay, but his girlfriend stopped him...
"We are still starting a business, so we can save money if we can!"
At noon, the two of them were tired of shopping. At Qian Zhanchun's insistence, they chose a high-end restaurant...
To this day, Qian Zhanchun can still remember the price of each dish on the menu at that time, ranging from thousands to hundreds. The cheapest one was a bowl of Yangchun noodles at more than 20 yuan.
At You Lizhen's insistence, the two only ordered a bowl of noodles.
From that day on, Qian Zhanchun made up his mind to make his girlfriend enjoy spicy food and stop frowning in front of expensive jewelry when she goes shopping.
Just...
It’s easy to change an old person’s heart, but it’s easy to change an old person’s heart.
"Qian Zhanchun, have you ever thought about what is the original intention of making money?"
In his memory, Qian Zhanchun vaguely heard Boss Xiao Zhou’s deafening question.
"Yes, what is my original intention to make money?"
Drink spicy food for the sake of popularity?
For endless money?
No!
I only make money to make my wife happy!
Just eating a bowl of noodles, Qian Zhanchun's heart has already replayed every moment of being with his wife.
In the eyes of the melon-eaters, Qian Zhanchun gritted his teeth and made up his mind after struggling in his heart...
"Lizhen," Qian Zhanchun put down his chopsticks, raised his head, and looked at You Lizhen opposite, who was still eating noodles slowly, "if you feel tired, let's get a divorce!"
You Lizhen did not respond, just lowered her head.
"I remember that I still owe you a ring. If you really want to get divorced, just make up for the ring first!"
You Lizhen raised her head in surprise and looked at Qian Zhanchun with tears in her eyes: "Do you still remember?"
