Chapter 361: Don’t Eat It…

"From the boss's tone, it seems like quite a few people will be coming tonight. You can do it first, and I'll help you clean up when I get back."

As Zou Bin spoke, he started to change his clothes and prepare to go out.

As soon as Su Chen left last night, Zou Bin informed his wife, and she also knew what was going on.

"Uh-huh."

The daughter-in-law responded in a daze and sat up.

"I'll contact you later and have the sign at our door fixed."

As she spoke, she suddenly thought for a moment and asked, "Hey, Lao Zou, if a lot of people buy hamburgers tonight, will we not be able to eat?"

"The layout! The layout is open! When the time comes, we will definitely prioritize the boss's customers. We've already taken such a huge advantage!"

Although Zou Bin stayed up all night, his mind was still clear.

"That's right, business is important."

The daughter-in-law nodded. Although she felt a little regretful, she felt that what Lao Zou said was right.

At the entrance of Tonghe New Village.

Most of the breakfast stalls have been set up, and the aroma of various foods fills the air.

The owner of the fried dough stick stall put the oil pan on the stove and started heating it.

There was a ball of greasy white dough on the chopping board.

"Here we are, this should be it, right?"

There was a noisy sound coming from the distance, and eight or nine people were walking towards this side laughing.

"Didn't Xiao Yu post photos yesterday? This is definitely the place. There's a fried dough stick stand right next to it."

"Is Xiaoyu here? Ask in the group to confirm."

"Shit! I didn't eat last night and I'm starving now."

"Then why don't you buy some fried dough sticks first? It's best to eat until you're full."

"You're such a bad old man!"

The owner of the fried dough stick stall heard the noise and looked up.

I was immediately surprised. Is it so early today?

So he immediately turned the gas valve to MAX to make the temperature of the oil pan rise faster.

"Youtiao! Freshly fried big youtiao!"

The owner of the fried dough stick stall was shouting at the top of his lungs, looking as if he had set up a big loudspeaker.

The chubby face was squeezed into three layers of wrinkles by the smile.

He didn't expect everyone in this group to come and buy his fried dough sticks, but at least five or six people should come, right?

Hot, fragrant and crispy fried dough sticks are so delicious!

However, he shouted several times, but the group of people acted as if they didn't hear him and just stood by and chatted among themselves.

Completely ignoring the enthusiastic shouts.

The owner of the fried dough stick stall's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he just shut up.

He glanced at the group of people with resentment, feeling like a lickspittle who was full of enthusiasm but never got any response.

If you don’t want to eat it, forget it!

The owner of the fried dough stick stall inexplicably developed a sense of arrogance.

Then he turned his head angrily and reached out to turn down the stove.

After all, it’s not time for dinner yet. Keeping the fire on all the time means money, so every penny saved is a penny earned.

But what he didn't expect was that just as he turned down the heat, he caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that among the group of people chatting next to him, two of them were walking towards him together.

Eh?!

The wrinkles on the fried dough stick stall owner's face, which had originally smoothed out, quickly appeared three more layers.

He greeted us enthusiastically, "Want some fried dough sticks? Two yuan each, three for five yuan! They're freshly fried, guaranteed to be crispy and fragrant!"

"Oh, sorry, boss. I came here to ask if there was a man selling hamburgers next to you yesterday."

One of the old diners said politely.

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone, swiped his fingers across the screen a few times, pulled up a photo and handed it to the owner of the fried dough stick stall.

“This person looks like this.”

The fried dough stick stall owner was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked at the phone screen.

The person in the photo is the young man who was selling hamburgers with a small broken cart next to his stall yesterday morning.

The young man's business is so good that it is beyond imagination!

He opened the stall at almost six o'clock, but sold out all the burgers by half past six, so he packed up and left.

At that time, he thought that the young man would go back and get another batch of hamburgers to continue selling, but he waited until he closed his stall and the young man did not show up again.

"Yes, it's this person..."

As the fried dough stick stall owner spoke, he thought to himself that he seemed to understand a little bit of these people's intentions.

Judging from the situation, could it be that these people are waiting specifically to buy hamburgers?

He saw it yesterday: everyone who bought the hamburgers praised how delicious they were.

Hearing the affirmative response from the fried dough stick stall owner, the diners who asked the question became visibly happy.

Another old diner next to him curled his lips and said.

"What's there to ask? Didn't everyone in the group take pictures yesterday?"

"No, I'm used to believing the information I get from asking."

After whispering a few words, the two men turned around and walked away without hesitation, showing no intention of buying fried dough sticks.

Scumbag!

The owner of the fried dough stick stall looked at the two people leaving, and the smile on his face quickly faded, replaced by a look of melancholy.

He could only helplessly turn down the heat again...

…

On this side, Zou Bin was too lazy to walk, so he rode his electric scooter straight to the gate of Tonghe New Village.

He remembered Su Chen told him that the place where hamburgers were sold yesterday was next to a fried dough stick stall.

Zou Bin kept muttering: "Dough stick stall...dough sticks..."

He was originally worried that he wouldn't be able to find the place, or that if he went to the wrong place, it would delay his work.

As soon as I turned into the street at the entrance of Tonghe New Village, I saw a group of people gathered not far away.

Right next to the crowd was a fried dough stick stall.

“It should be this group of people, right?”

Zou Bin thought to himself, he had a hunch that this group of people were probably the old diners Su Chen mentioned.

He rode his electric scooter straight up to them and stopped with a creak.

The old diners were chatting animatedly and didn't pay any attention to Zou Bin's arrival. They thought he was also a member of the group.

Zou Bin stopped the car and looked at the group of people in front of him.

He hesitated and asked, "Excuse me, is anyone here looking for the boss?"

An old diner laughed when he heard this.

"Are you new to the group? You're asking the wrong question, bro. You should be asking who here isn't waiting for the boss~"

When the people around heard this, they burst into laughter.

Zou Bin was slightly stunned.

He swallowed subconsciously and glanced at the group of almost 20 people in front of him.

He felt that he had underestimated Su Chen's appeal.

This is half an hour early.

If we really come here at 5:30 as Su Chen said, I don’t know how many people will gather here.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed through Zou Bin's mind. If these people knew that the hamburgers were sold out and they had gone to the wrong place, the consequences would be...

Shit, I won’t get beaten, right?

Zou Bin was a little panicked.

…

(End of this chapter)