NPC only wants to make money with the system

Chapter 26 Jia Ming's scumbag is a real hammer
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"What about you, Brother Song, are you married? Probably not, right? You're not very old."

Song Mingyue suddenly felt that Jia Ming's face under the mask became obscene.

"It's relatively superficial, and the most important thing is to make money."

Her dream is to become a rich woman. After becoming a rich woman, when she hooks her fingertips, most of the cute little white faces come to her.

She wouldn't admit that she finally had a crush on her, but the other party had a wife, a concubine, and a family.

Based on the belief that there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world, she firmly believes that the iron tree will bloom one day, and she firmly believes that there will be a rich man who will see through her cowardice and bring billions of dollars to marry her.

Jia Ming was condescending and cast admiring glances at Song Mingyue.

"Brother Song is right. A man should make a living first and then find love. Only in this way can he give his family a better life!"

Song Mingyue laughed awkwardly.

Not only did she discover that Jia Ming was a scumbag, he was also a cynical youth with a second-degree illness.

"Mr. Song! It's not good!"

Dacheng rushed upstairs in a panic, exclaiming incessantly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am very good!"

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

After Song Mingyue finished speaking, Dacheng swallowed his saliva.

"The yokan is very popular, and the two big pots we boiled are all sold out! There are still people waiting for the name! But you said that you only sell two pots a day, and they will not let you go!"

Don't say that Dacheng didn't expect, and Song Mingyue didn't expect, that yokan was so popular.

"Copy guys, strike while the iron is hot, I will teach you a quick delicacy!"

"Brother Jia, go down and stabilize the diners, and tell them that we still have delicacies in our store!"

Song Mingyue did what she wanted to do. The fried chicken that was originally planned to open tomorrow was going to appear early today.

Under Song Mingyue's teaching, the chefs learned quickly. The operation of marinating the fried chicken was very simple. Several large pots were operated at the same time. After a while, the fragrant and golden fried chicken was out of the pot.

She ordered people to pile up the fried chicken for wholesale sale in front of Juxiange.

Just as she came out of the kitchen dripping with sweat, she found that Jia Ming was particularly eye-catching among a group of women.

Good guy, she's working so hard inside, and this brat is flirting with girls outside? !
Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

She approached gradually, only to hear Jia Ming's deep voice teasing and laughing.

"The girl looks so beautiful, the threshold of courtship must have been trampled down by the matchmaker, right?"

The woman stroked her face and smiled shyly.

"Oh, I hate it! She is the mother of two children!"

This technique of teasing girls is still one set, Jia Ming's scumbag has really hammered it!
"Go get the fried chicken!"

She patted Jia Ming's arm unceremoniously, and kicked and kicked Jia Ming to use him as a mover.

Then she smiled softly at this group of fat and thin women.

"Ladies and sisters, in order to repay the support of new and old customers, our store specially launches a delicacy - fried chicken!"

"It only costs [-] coins! Take home the delicious fried chicken! It only costs [-] coins! You can't suffer a loss or be cheated!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help asking.

"The yokan is only [-] renminbi, why is the fried chicken cost [-] renminbi?"

Who is Song Mingyue, Xiaohua, the pacesetter of the new era, she can draw inferences from one instance to another.

"Hey! This young lady asked a good question. The yokan and fried chicken are like clothes at different prices. The cheap clothes look good, but the expensive clothes look better and the materials are better, right?"

The crowd sighed, thinking that what she said made sense.

"Then I'll get one!"

"I also want!"

"........."

All of a sudden, the fried chicken was a hot seller again.

(End of this chapter)