After being kicked out of the wealthy family, the fake daughter became popular in the entertainment

Yun Moshu was the first to turn her head in surprise.

Why did he bring a stranger directly to the kitchen?

Zheng Hao smiled bitterly. He didn't want to do it, but he couldn't stop it.

"Manager, who is this?" Hu Bin looked at the two of them in confusion.

"This customer smelled the fragrance of the buns you made and wanted to come over to try them."

Lu Xin looked around at the two of them, wondering if something happened outside that made it difficult for Zheng Hao to refuse. Then she immediately smiled and said, "You can try it, but..."

"But what?" Tang Huayi asked impatiently.

"Xiaoshu, you speak."

Lu Xin pulled her in front of a few people, and Yun Moshu smiled helplessly, "That's the manager. The ingredients I use are not used by the restaurant. I think it's a pity to throw them away, so I thought of making them into buns for myself."

After saying that, he glanced at Tang Huayi.

The guests all want to eat good and fresh food, so if they were allowed to eat the leftovers, something might happen.

"It's okay, I don't mind. If you can eat it, why can't I?" Tang Huayi was determined.

Not to mention the leftovers, even if the food that came out of the pot today was taken out of the trash can, as long as he didn't see it with his own eyes, it wouldn't stop him from wanting to eat it.

"If you don't mind, would you like to try it?"

Yun Moshu put two on the plate.

How could this be enough to eat? If Tang Huayi hadn't seen that they didn't make much, he would have almost said what he was thinking without thinking.

He took it and thanked him politely, "Thank you, how much is it? I'll transfer it to you."

Since they don't supply it to outsiders, he certainly can't eat it for free.

"It's free. It's just redundant material. If you like it, it's a recognition of my craftsmanship," Yun Moshu said generously.

He could tolerate leftovers, so she wouldn't be so stingy as to ask people to pay for every bun.

What's more, she is not stupid, and she can see Zheng Hao's discomfort.

"It smells delicious, and the freshness of the vegetables is even better when I eat it. The cooking skills in your restaurant are really good."

The bun was still emitting steam, but Tang Huayi couldn't help it anymore. He blew on it twice perfunctorily and took a bite eagerly. The delicious taste made his eyes light up and he praised it sincerely.

The kitchen is not open to outsiders. When Zheng Hao saw him taste what he wanted to eat, he immediately came up and said, "Sir, the kitchen is not a place to eat. Why don't you eat in the front?"

"Okay, your buns are so delicious, I couldn't help but break into the kitchen, sorry."

If it weren't for the aroma of the buns, Tang Huayi wouldn't have been so shameless and rude as to barge into the kitchen.

Now that he got what he wanted, he immediately apologized sincerely, and then followed Zheng Hao to retreat.

"What's going on? Why would Zheng Hao bring a customer to the kitchen?"

As soon as the person left, Hu Bin immediately asked.

"There must have been an accident ahead," Yun Moshu said calmly, "The store manager will handle this matter. We'll just stay here quietly. He'll tell us after the people leave."

"That makes sense."

Tang Huayi's disturbance just now also attracted the crowd who were eating.

They saw him holding the plate with satisfaction, and as he walked past them, the fragrance came closer and went straight into their nostrils, and many people couldn't help but get restless.

"Boss, are you selling these buns? Can I buy a few to try?"

"Boss, is this your new product?"

"Boss, I have a good suggestion. If you want to expand your store, you must adapt to the tastes of your customers. You must not hide your good things. You must show your unique skills. Only when we taste them and find them delicious can we spread the word and attract more people to come and support you."

"Brother, you are absolutely right, boss. The master has given you instructions. Why don't you follow his instructions and serve the buns to us so that we can taste them?"

[Hahaha, I am dying of laughter. You are such a talented person. You have been given guidance by a goddamn expert and have described eating buns in such a clear and refined way.]

[I just can't believe that a bun can cause so many people to fight for it. 】

[Haha, this is all a script. How could the production team allow real customers to come? They must be from their internal team.]

[I told you not to drink before, but now you are talking nonsense in broad daylight.]

[Everyone knows that the show crew is playing with reality. Just look at the scene where the foodie slaps his face and you know it’s not fake. ]

[We don’t know whether the buns are delicious or not, but seeing that they are white, tender and soft like clouds in the sky, and the way the customers stare at the buns in the hands of the foodies, we know that they must be good.]

[So, this Yun Moshu is really something. ]

[It’s really quite impressive. ]

How can a bun have such great power?

Zheng Hao was surrounded by the crowd, replying while shouting in his heart.

"Everyone, stop talking. This steamed bun is our new product. Come back tomorrow and I promise you can all have it!"

He roared, instantly stunning everyone.

Although the customer didn't get to eat a single bite, he finally had hope, so he returned to his seat and stopped making things difficult for him.

Zheng Hao was sweating all over. After the crowd dispersed, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and let out a long breath of depression.

This store manager is really not a human being.

"Manager, what's going on? Where did we get the buns?"

After going through numerous hardships, Zhou Shishi and the other two finally arrived in front of Zheng Hao and stared at him with curiosity.

Zheng Hao sighed again and waved his hand, saying, "Let's get back to work. We'll explain this tonight at the meeting."

In the evening, seven people gathered around a small round table.

The three people in the kitchen didn't know what happened in the front hall, so Zheng Hao repeated it again.

Yun Moshu finally understood the whole story. She glanced at Song Wei, who had a dark face and said nothing, and turned her head back silently.

"Xiao Shu, I really have no choice today. The customers kept blocking me, so I agreed to them without your consent. How about you take charge of the buns?"

Zheng Hao was afraid that she would find it hard and disagree, so he immediately said, "Of course I won't let you prepare the side dishes and steam the buns by yourself. I'll find someone to help you."

"We have been working for a day today, and everyone has a general understanding of the entire process. I think three people are enough for the restaurant to receive guests. I plan to have one person go to the kitchen. What do you think?"

Zheng Hao looked at the three people in charge of the front hall, but most importantly he asked for Song Wei and Zhou Shishi's opinions.

Ji Ran was in poor health, and Lu Xin had made it clear before. So one of them would be in front, and the other would be behind, and this would basically not change.

"Sister Song, Shishi, what do you two think?" Seeing that they didn't say anything, he asked them directly.

"Brother Hao, I am the little sun that brings sunshine to the guests. Not only do I provide considerate service, but my efficiency is also top-notch. Can you bear to let me go to the kitchen?"

Zhou Shishi speaks the truth in a joking way.

She didn't want to go to the kitchen. It was crowded and dirty, and there weren't many shots of her. She couldn't even think about attracting fans or increasing the popularity of the topic. She would never go to the kitchen even if she was crazy.