Taking my daughter to open a breakfast shop and making millions of people cry

Chapter 130

Ye Cheng finished cleaning up the small shop, returned to the car, and entered the system to check the tasks inside.

"Congratulations to the host for completing [New Beginning], please claim the reward."

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the mystery kitchenware.] 【

Ask the host to collect the next task.】 Ye

Cheng received the reward, only felt a flash of golden light in his head, and suddenly there was something more in his hand, when he opened his eyes, he was holding a wooden shovel in his hand, and the handle was smooth and oily, not like a layer of paint.

It is not slippery when held in the hand, but it is very powerful, and a faint fragrance is entangled, without any peculiar smell.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a thousand-year-old pear blossom wood spatula, which can be specially used for stir-frying, and served with a cold iron wok, the effect is better."

The

corner of Ye Cheng's mouth twitched, the system was becoming more and more unorthodox, and now there was a feeling of TV advertising.

But the shovel is a good shovel, and the shovel he bought for hundreds is simply incomparable.

"Boss, someone is looking for you."

Zheng Junwei stood at the door, followed behind. A young man is about 1m8 tall and looks quite strong.

"Boss Ye, hello."

The young man strode forward to shake his hand, took out a business card in his pocket, and handed it over, "I am a salesman who has eaten a full meal, and I came here to discuss cooperation with you."

Ye Cheng took the business card, which was printed with business manager Zou Chen, raised his head, and did not expect that Ji Lian was already a business manager.

"I'm sorry, I didn't plan to do takeout."

Whether it's an ugly regiment, or it's full, whoever comes is the same, he won't do takeaway.

"Boss Ye, don't rush to refuse me first, as long as you are willing to cooperate, you can mention it casually."

"It's okay to make my takeaway, it's only me who asks for a little, and it must be delivered within five minutes."

"Wouldn't five minutes be a bit harsh?"

"I've always been like this, I can consider it if it can be delivered, and if not, sorry."

Ye Chengcai will not let takeaway ruin word of mouth.

"Boss Ye, if not, it will be delivered within 20 minutes, this should be the most..."

"The ugly group gave me 15 minutes, I didn't agree, do you think twenty minutes is possible?"

Ye Cheng interrupted him, his expression solemn, he was not joking.

Five minutes to serve can also maintain the best taste of the food, more than five minutes, the longer the time drags on, the worse the taste.

Zou Chen thought of these five minutes, but still did not agree to come down, if it is a takeaway around the vicinity, five minutes can be delivered, if the distance is more than one kilometer, five minutes is very hanging.

"Actually, I think it will be delivered within fifteen minutes, and..."

"You don't need to say anything else, if you don't guarantee delivery within five minutes, there will be nothing to talk about between us, if you come to dinner, I welcome you, but if you talk about cooperation, sorry."

Ye Cheng refused very decisively, and there was no room for negotiation in this matter.

Zou Chen didn't have anything to say, seeing that his attitude was so resolute, he didn't say anything.

"Sorry to interrupt."

He turned to leave.

Ye Cheng continued to check the system tasks.

"Congratulations to the host for receiving the new task [all the way]."

[All the way: stir-fried 38888 servings of soy sauce fried rice with a thousand-year-old pear wood spatula. 【Reward

: A random recipe, the title of "Chef Saint". Nearly

40,000 servings of soy sauce fried rice, but a big project, his average fried rice is 1,000 bowls a day, it takes nearly a month.

This mission is a bit large, but fortunately, it takes more than a month.

Get the pear blossom wood spatula, of course, you have to fire and try it, accompanied by the sound of hot oil, the fragrance is instantly pervasive.

"It's so fragrant, boss, what are you doing, this taste is too fragrant, like soy sauce fried rice, but it's a little different."

Zheng Junwei walked into the small shop, stood at the kitchen door, looked at the busy figure inside, soy sauce wrapped this distinct grain of rice, the aroma is layered, and the previous soy sauce fried rice has a difference, and I can't tell where the difference is, anyway, it smells very good.

"With a new shovel, I want to try the feel, and taste if the taste is different from the previous one?"

Ye Ingredient packed four plates, picked up one of them, took a small bite, and savored it.

In addition to the original taste of soy sauce fried rice, some of the fragrance of pear blossom wood is added, and the greasy combination of lard is the icing on the cake.

"It's delicious."

Wang Xue ate not a single grain of rice on the plate, which was better than the soy sauce fried rice she had eaten before, and it was the kind that couldn't stop eating it.

Wang Fang did not speak, silently ate the soy sauce fried rice on the disc, brushed the plate, and put it in the disinfection cabinet.

"Why don't you talk, isn't it delicious?"

"It's delicious, I'm afraid that the aroma of soy sauce fried rice will run out as soon as I speak."

Wang Fang smiled a little embarrassed, when she ate the first bite of soy sauce fried rice, it was this thought, and she quickly closed her mouth after eating, so as not to let this fragrance disappear in her mouth.

Ye Cheng smiled lightly, "It seems that the improvement is quite successful, and I will sell an improved version of fried rice with soy sauce in the future." "

This one is absolutely on fire."

Zheng Junwei said excitedly.

He still remembered what the boss said to him after signing the contract, as long as the monthly income exceeded one million, he would be given a bonus of 1,000 yuan.

At that time, his salary will be 5,000 yuan, which can not only pay for the family's expenses, but also save a part, and he will not be so nervous in the future.

"It's not early, let's work."

Ye Cheng brushed all the kitchenware and began to prepare the ingredients he needed for tomorrow.

He deliberately set an alarm clock, went to pick up the group from school, the alarm clock sounded, washed his face casually, sorted out his hair, and drove there.

It is rare that Dad did not drive, it is much more convenient to pick up the group from school, this time period is not the rush hour after work, and the road is unimpeded.

Picked up the little one, sent home, and hurried to the small shop.

"Boss, if you want to be busy in the future, you can tell me what to do, and I'll help you."

Zheng Junwei saw the boss hurriedly running back to the store, picked up the apron on the wall, and handed it over.

"I also thought, if you can do my job, I will be much easier, but there are some things, even if I tell you, I can't."

Ye Cheng smiled faintly, without the red case skills of these decades, I am afraid that even if I tell them all the secret recipes, it will taste different.

Zheng Junwei didn't understand the meaning of his words, but even if he told himself how to do it, he couldn't do it well.

At 5:10, this is the guest, and a few college students who often come over in the crowd stand in the line, and bring a lot of classmates, almost all of whom are Cheng Ye Kee's number one fans.

"Brother, let me tell you that the things in this store are really delicious, and I guarantee that you eat once, think twice, eat twice, think three times."

Fat people are almost the endorsement of Ye Ji, wherever they go, where they are recommended, everyone who meets them must recommend it.

He has become a fan of small shops, eating three meals a day, at least one meal is eaten here.