"Little boss, I came first, make me twenty bowls of porridge." The bearded brother slapped the money on Ye Feiyang's chest again.

"I'm the second, you all line up carefully, don't jump in line."

Although the people behind were a little impatient, they still lined up. This is quality.

But this row was more than ten meters away.

Some of these people had eaten white porridge. After they left, they were full of thoughts, except for white porridge, and it was still white porridge. No matter what they ate afterwards, they had no taste.

So in the early afternoon, they hurried over, but who would have thought that the people in the esophagus department would say that the little boss's white porridge contained contraband and needed to be checked. Are you angry?

In order to be able to eat porridge, they didn't care so much and just waited here.

Addicted, this is definitely addicted, if you don't eat, you will feel uncomfortable and panic!
Once you eat it, you will become addicted, which is even faster than that of white powder!

This is the effect of porridge, that is, the power of the god-level traditional gourmet card, is it powerful?
Seeing so many people in the front line and the numbers they reported, Ye Feiyang felt a little overwhelmed.

There is only such a small casserole here, and it can cook a pot with a dozen bowls at most. The bearded brother who is in the front needs [-] bowls per person. That is [-] bowls. You may not be able to buy black.

I had cooked some porridge before, but after the esophagus department tossed, all the porridge had been thrown away. Otherwise, some people's stomachs could be solved first.

However, now Ye Feiyang has figured out a way to fill each bowl with less, wouldn't it be enough?
This is not for the sake of making more money, but for the right people to be able to eat porridge. There is an essential difference.

Ye Feiyang, who was just about to cook the porridge, stopped suddenly, and then looked at the aunt in the red shirt next to him: "This is my position, step aside."

Seeing that Ye Feiyang was still deserting, the bearded brother had a begging look on his face: "Little boss, brother, I beg you, please make a pot of white porridge first, I can't stand the wait."

"Brother, I'm sorry, just wait a moment, and I'll make porridge after I finish the stall." Ye Feiyang waved his hand and said.

The aunt in the red shirt frowned: "What's the matter? I rented this booth, can you still grab it?"

"What did you rent? I rented it from someone else this morning, okay?" Ye Feiyang refused to accept it.

"Hehe, but you left before, the management office has already been leased to me."

"How is it possible? The rent for this booth has already been paid, so how can the management office rent it out to someone else?"

"Then I don't know. If you refuse to accept it, you can go to the management office."

"Why should I go to the management office? I paid the rent in the morning, so you should be the one to look for it."

"..."

Hearing that the aunt in the red shirt actually took the seat, the bearded brother was the first to be dissatisfied.

"Damn it, aren't you wasting our time? Come on a few buddies, move this offal cart with me, and stop us from eating porridge. Isn't this causing trouble for us?"

Under the leadership of the bearded brother, a group of strong young people directly moved the red shirt aunt's offal cart to a distance.

"What are you doing?" the red shirt aunt yelled loudly.

"What are you doing? Your offal cart is blocking us from eating plain porridge." A young man replied simply and rudely.

Now this group of big men are waiting for the white porridge to eat, how can they let this stinky beef stall be delayed, so they glared at the red shirt aunt one by one.

After being glared at by this large group of old men, the red shirt aunt was immediately cowardly, and she didn't dare to fart again.

Ye Feiyang happily moved the trolley back to its original position, and then shouted: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, I'm going to start cooking porridge, it will be soon, everyone, don't worry."

Ye Feiyang still believed in an old saying.

"If you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach."

It is obvious that Ye Feiyang has grasped the stomachs of these elders now.

It only took Ye Feiyang more than ten minutes to cook a pot of porridge, which is much faster than others.

The steaming hot white porridge just scooped out of the pot exudes a tempting aroma, as if people have entered a fairyland.

The fragrance is tangy and appetizing, even just smelling it is a kind of enjoyment!

There is nothing to say about the aroma, everyone has waited for so long, as long as you can eat white porridge, everything is worth it.

"Gulu!" The bearded brother couldn't wait at this moment, and praised again and again, "Little boss, you have this superb skill, and you are popular everywhere. I have eaten so many white porridge, but I have never eaten such delicious white porridge. This porridge is really delicious."

Ye Feiyang smiled when he heard it, and then started talking nonsense: "I have practiced this porridge cooking technique for many years..."

Ye Feiyang looked at the bearded brother in front of him, his eyes were just staring at the porridge in front of him, he seemed to know that he was talking nonsense, and he had no interest in his topic.

"Hey! Boss, as long as I can eat the porridge you made, it will be fine." Big Brother said with a smile.

"Shh! Shh!"

The bearded brother swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and the beard swayed with the muscles of his face. His appearance was really wonderful.

Ye Feiyang didn't say anything more, and continued to get busy. With so many people, he didn't know how many pots of porridge would be enough. Now he could only cook, cook, cook.

In order to complete the task released by the god-level traditional gourmet card, Ye Feiyang also worked hard.

At this moment, in the office at the end of the eighth floor of Yida Plaza, the beautiful girls in cheongsam leaned against the window, staring at the porridge stall below, with saliva throbbing in their throats.

"Why are there so many people? Going to line up may not be our turn until midnight."

"Oh, my lady is about to starve to death! Shanshan, save me, sacrifice your beauty, take that handsome guy down, and let him cook porridge for us full-time in the future." Du Min lay there , said weakly.

Seeing such a long queue in front of Ye Feiyang's trolley, her bad cold seemed to be getting worse.

"You foodie, get the hell out of here. Even if you have to sacrifice your beauty, it's your beauty. You like to eat so much, and that handsome guy is so good at cooking. You two are a perfect match." Xiao Shanshan smiled like a flower, Then roll the tongue around your lips.

Although Xiao Shanshan was teasing Du Min, she was actually missing the taste of the porridge, so nostalgic, so nostalgic...

"Looking at this, if you want to buy white porridge, you must wait until tomorrow," said a girl.

"The key is that we still have to work tomorrow morning. When we finish our work, the handsome guy doesn't know where the people in line will go. How can we still have a chance?"

"..."

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