My super analysis system

Chapter 5: Braised Eggs in Hunger Marketing
The brand new marinated eggs will be shipped soon, Zhou Fan suppressed his inner curiosity and waited for the final reading of the production button.

"It's hot!"

Zhou Fan, who is sensitive to temperature, can clearly feel the difference in temperature between this braised egg and the previous one.

There are also some differences in the feeling after the entrance, like minced meat without losing its true taste, crispy but not burnt.

"The upgrade was successful!" Zhou Fan swallowed the last bite of the egg and quickly drank some water, still a little choked.

"With such stewed eggs, I can dominate the breakfast market of No. [-] Middle School." Zhou Fan thought about it for a while and then rejected himself. No matter how delicious the stewed eggs are, they are just stewed eggs!No one will only eat eggs for breakfast all the time, the market is limited after all.

"It seems that how to open up the second item is the most important thing." Zhou Fan found the key after thinking about it.

Zhou Fan's only clue now is to make 1000 marinated eggs to upgrade to the next level.

但是剩下这近900个卤鸡蛋按30个一锅要30锅，30锅一次5小时要150小时，那就是整整将近六天啊！
"This won't work, we have to think of a way, how about changing the cauldron?"

Zhou Fan thought that this might be a method, so he decided to try it. Now Zhou Fan, who is super active, rushed to the supermarket and bought a big pot!I also purchased 200 eggs by the way.

Zhou Fan, who was not so excited today, felt his sore thigh, "Let's wait for the elevator!"

Unexpectedly, just as Zhou Fan walked to the corner of the elevator in the lobby, a gust of fragrant wind hit, followed by a sore nose and black eyes.

"Ouch!" A pleasant voice came to mind.

Zhou Fan, who had a pot in his hand and an egg in his hand, was not easy to slow down, only to see the woman who bumped into him in front of him. Her skin was snowier than snow, and her eyes seemed to be watery. It may be that she was covering her head in pain from the bump, looking at here.

"Cao Jing?" Zhou Fan was surprised, and blurted out the girl's name. Isn't this the beautiful manager of the Tang Dynasty Hotel, but today she is not wearing professional attire, a white T-shirt and a pair of slim-fitting sweatpants, full of youthful vigor!
"You are? Sir, your nose is bleeding!" Cao Jing was a little curious, how did this man know his name, but when he saw the man opposite him bleeding from his nose, he hurriedly took out a paper from his bag and handed it over.

"No wonder my nose feels cold."

Zhou Fan wanted to reach out to pick it up, only to realize that his hands were occupied.

Cao Jing also saw it, and simply said: "You first raise your head."

Cao Jing took two steps forward, wiped off the blood, tore off a small ball and stuffed it into Zhou Fan's nose.

"Thank you." Zhou Fan looked at the girl in front of him flattered, and took the initiative to help Cao Jing recall himself: "I threw up that day..."

"Oh! So it's you!" Cao Jing's eyes widened, and after a closer look, he seemed to be the same as the weird guy that day with a beard, and jokingly said, "It's much cleaner today."

"Hahaha," Zhou Fan smiled awkwardly, and changed the topic: "Did you just move here? I haven't seen you before."

Cao Jing nodded, "Yes, I just came here yesterday, and I'm in a hurry to go out and buy some things. I moved a lot of things and threw them away."

"Then you go! Don't delay your business, we can talk another day." Zhou Fan turned away with a smile.

Cao Jing's ponytail twitched twice, "Okay, see you another day."

"It's so fragrant!" Zhou Fan smelled the air passing by again, it was a sweet but not greasy smell.

"I don't know if it's Chanel or Dior. Could it be Ma Zulong?"

The nagging Zhou Fan finally took the elevator and returned to his small dwelling.

The cauldron is here!

The large pot that fully covered the entire small coffee table was put on the induction cooker. This is the largest pot in the supermarket, and several pots were added just to add water.

"1, 2...99...100"

Looking at the 100 eggs in the pot, Zhou Fan couldn't help but feel very relieved. I have been single for a long time, and my sword is not old, so my hands are steady!
"Turn on the power!"

"Make!"

I saw the pointer in the system jump, not 5 hours as imagined, but 12 hours.

"Weighing, it turns out that this system won't allow you to take advantage of loopholes, but it's true that the whole time has been reduced a lot. It seems that you really put in a lot of effort, and it's a good deal if you put in a lot of effort." Zhou Fan rubbed his chin, Looking at the eggs in the pan without any movement.

At this time, when I was idle, I noticed that the reputation of the system was only 43/100.

This is also in line with Zhou Fan's conclusion, that is, different people must eat marinated eggs to obtain reputation points.

"Just wait, the king of the eighth middle school's breakfast stall is about to be born."

……

It's a new day, a new morning, but the entrance of No. [-] Middle School is still as lively as every school day.

It was the same suit again, but this time the suit brother obviously came prepared, and the three small pots were filled with marinated eggs!

The stewed eggs in the past two days have already laid a certain mass base for Zhou Fan, so many students came here admiringly and rushed to buy them.

"Wechat collection, 2 yuan."

"Wechat collection, 4 yuan."

"Wechat collection, 2 yuan."

……

The braised eggs will soon be sold out. At this time, a student who bought braised eggs yesterday asked curiously: "Why does it taste different from yesterday?"

Many students who are planning to buy for the first time are hesitant.

"It's even more delicious than yesterday!" The male student gasped with intoxication on his face!
Zhou Fan's heart fluttered, this brat really scared his father to death, it's better to take the initiative to explain.

"The classmate is right! Today is an upgraded version! My braised eggs are always improving, there is no best, only better!"

After hearing this, the students were relieved and eagerly scanned the QR code to pay.

Zhou Fan, standing behind the cauldron, showed a trace of his old father's smile.

"Yes, that's it, students, come on!"

The fiery stewed eggs naturally aroused the curiosity of many vendors in the surrounding area. Among them, the stall owner of dried egg buns with dried flowers was the most curious. With surprised eyes, he scanned the QR code and bought an egg.

"Damn it! (four beeps) Is it so delicious?" The stall owner put the egg in his mouth curiously and took a bite.

"Fuck! (Tremolo) It's really different!" The stall owner smacked his tongue, appreciating this unique egg carefully.

"Fortunately, this guy only sells eggs." The stall owner licked his lips, thinking helplessly.

The popularity of braised eggs is of course just the beginning. The No. 4000 Middle School is the key point of Chang'an City, covering junior high and high schools. The number of students is about [-]. This does not count the teaching staff. Naturally, a few hundred eggs can be digested.

On the second day, it was still sold out, and the speed was even faster than the previous day.

"What the hell? (Second voice) Is this guy doing hunger marketing?" Many stall owners felt depressed, seeing such popular braised eggs for the first time!
(End of this chapter)