148 ? The ninth store!!

148 The ninth store!!

◎Getting a sense of accomplishment from a small amount of work. ◎

Fang Cong is a serious person and rarely shows his emotions.

Chen Huisheng was a little surprised and answered honestly: "It's just across the street, a grandparent and grandchild, they only sell a few kinds of food, not much. When I came over after buying, they had packed up their stall. Is there something wrong with the food?"

Fang Cong ate the bun in a few bites, took a bite of the stuffing, and shook his head repeatedly: "You bought it without tasting it?"

Chen Huisheng shook his head: "Anyway, they all taste almost the same, what does it matter whether you taste it or not?"

Fang Cong was caught off guard and was surprised by the texture and taste that was infinitely close to real food. His mind was a little blank, and he gradually calmed down and raised his head to signal: "Take a bite first."

Chen Huisheng took a bite of the bun. The skin was soft, The fillings were generous and juicy, much better than the snacks sold on the streets of the North District.

He widened his eyes, raised his chin slightly, glanced at Fang Cong, and swallowed a large meat bun in two bites, regretting: "If I had known, I would have bought more. How could this be enough?"

Fang Cong held the purple potato filling and nibbled it. The light sweetness spread from the tip of his tongue, and his mood was inexplicably relieved. He looked at the empty street: "What do you think?"

Chen Huisheng opened the lunch box and scooped the wontons with a small spoon. The translucent dough wrapped the pink meat filling, revealing a little green onion. He took a bite and it was soft and chewy.

The seasoning was light, but pepper was added to the soup. After a few bites, sweat began to flow.

Chen Huisheng raised his hand and wiped the tip of his nose before speaking: "These foods are definitely not something that a store in the South District can come up with. As for the idea, I can only think of one place."

Fang Cong frowned slightly: "Are you talking about the new store on our street?"

Chen Huisheng nodded: "Store No. 13 on North District Street. Anyway, I have nothing to do today, do you want to go and have a look?"

Store No. 13 on North District Street is Lu Yao's creative DIY hut.

A store that looks nothing special at first glance has recently been a hot topic among customers.

First, there was a sudden burst of fireworks one morning, which almost echoed every corner of Ghost Street.

That morning, the strange fireworks of a giant sperm whale biting open a giant squid left a deep impression on the residents of Ghost Street.

After the fireworks show, the ingenious jellyfish parachute advertisements were eye-catching.

Many customers were attracted by the advertisements and went to the DIY hut to find out what was going on.

Chen Huisheng had just eaten the buns, and immediately thought of the snacks he had eaten in the DIY hut, which were just as delicious as before. Fang

Cong finished eating the purple potato cake, picked up the small wontons on the ground, opened the lid, and ate them in silence. There

were twelve wontons in a small bowl, and Fang Cong felt that he had finished them in just a few bites.

He raised the bowl, drank up the soup, wiped his mouth and stood up: "Let's go, let's go to that store and take a look."

———

North District Street, DIY Hut.

There were more customers in the store in the afternoon than in the morning. The customers registered and got a number, and sat in the lobby and were reluctant to leave.

After Lu Yao communicated with the three volunteers, he decided to activate the No. 3 operation classroom.

The front desk registration work was handed over to Huang Qi, Pei Qi worked with Liu Jing and Xiao Cai to look after the two operation classrooms, and Lu Yao still took Gan Ying and Chen You to instruct the guests in the No. 1 operation classroom.

The three classrooms were open at the same time, barely able to accommodate all the guests.

In the classroom, the guests made delicious food according to the video tutorials, and the pots and pans clattered.

Lu Yao stood in front of the demonstration operation table, observing the busy guests, and his eyes occasionally swept over Gan Ying and Chen You standing in the front and back corners of the classroom.

After the capable volunteers joined, the three shop assistants applied from the committee building began to be useless.

Because of their hidden dangers, they would distract Lu Yao from time to time and increase her workload.

Gan Ying and Chen You are not low in work ability, but it is a waste to have them as bodyguards.

Lu Yao was thinking about the arrangements for the two people, and she also wanted to add two more operation classrooms across the corridor.

After two days of observation, the customers in the store are basically adults, the youngest is fifteen years old, and they have strong self-management abilities and do not need to be looked after by teachers all the time.

Most customers can use the smart display on the operating table to view the tutorials and experience the fun of DIY independently.

Lu Yao wants to add two mobile classrooms and arrange them into a unified operating table for customers with different interests to DIY freely, and then charge according to material consumption and time.

Ideas emerged in his mind one after another. Following his thoughts, Lu Yao took out a pen and paper and sketched a blueprint of the new classroom in his notebook.

In the operation classroom, buns were put into the steamer, stuffed buns were put into the frying pan, and wontons were rolling in the boiling water. The aroma of food was intertwined.

Chen You, who was standing in the corner, turned her head and fixed her eyes on the operating table of the customers in the first row who were making buns. Her fingers bent and trembled unconsciously. Lu Yao raised his head

and saw Chen You with a strange look on her face. He stood up and walked over to pat her on the shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Chen You suddenly came back to her senses, looked at Lu Yao blankly, and shook her head helplessly: "Nothing."

Lu Yao looked at Chen You carefully for a while and made sure that she was just distracted.

Gan Ying stood at the back door of the classroom, his eyes were calm, and occasionally he would stare at a certain place in a trance. Lu

Yao observed for a while, lowered his head and continued to draw.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the bell for the end of the activity rang.

There were still two customers in the No. 1 operation classroom making buns.

In the afternoon, some customers left after finishing, and the customers who did not leave were either more excited and wanted to try everything, so they bought several portions of materials and followed all the tutorials; or they were more greedy customers who chose a snack and added a lot of materials to make it all ready to go, and then packed it up to take away.

Lu Yao waited until the last two customers left with their takeaway boxes before getting up, leaving Gan Ying and Chen You to clean the classroom.

According to the plan, there will be another activity at 6:30 in the evening, which will end at 10:30.

There are three experience sessions a day, from 7:30am to 11:30am, from 1:30pm to 5:30pm, and from 6:30pm to 10:30pm, which coincides with the opening hours of Ghost Street.

But Lu Yao calculated that the shop opens at 7am and closes at 10:30pm, which means it is 15 and a half hours long, so the workload is horrible.

With such long business hours, the staff must be rescheduled, and at least two shifts are required.

Lu Yao also plans to upgrade two new classrooms, and is thinking of canceling the evening activities first.

Customers left one after another, and the staff stayed to clean up and prepare materials for tomorrow's activities.

Originally, the staff ate in the store, but today's activities were related to food. Several instructors ate a lot in the classroom and had no appetite at dinner time.

Only the front desk clerk Huang Qi was holding the employee lunch box and eating frantically. There

were too many customers in the morning, and the staff and volunteer staff only greeted each other and started to get busy.

Except for the fact that Huang Qi and Pei Qi worked together for a few hours in the morning, Liu Jing and Cai Yuxing tended to avoid formal staff.

While Gan Ying and Chen You were cleaning the operation classroom, Liu Jing and Xiao Cai moved the materials from the warehouse to the lobby and packaged them at the round table in the lobby.

Lu Yao sat at another table with a pen and paper in front of her.

She was thinking about the storage bag program customized for the guests.

Since receiving the reminder from the Dream System the day before, Lu Yao has stored mobile phones, tablets and other electronic products that can connect to the Internet into the portable warehouse, and rarely uses them in the DIY hut.

The smart display in the operation classroom is not connected to the network of the shopping street, and only the video tutorial is copied using a data card.

In order to install a new program independent of the control system of Ghost Street on the guests of Ghost Street, another system is needed.

Lu Yao wanted to design a device to carry the new system. She thought ahead, starting with the function of the storage bag. This device should cover the basic functions that guests need for activities in Ghost Street.

Fang Cong and Chen Huisheng got off the car at the North District intersection, squeezed in the dense crowd, and walked for 20 minutes from the nearest intersection to the door of the DIY hut.

As a result, when he looked up, he saw a sign with the words "Closed". Chen Huisheng exhaled and looked disappointed: "Why is it closed so early?"

Fang Cong looked into the door, slightly surprised, and stepped into the door.

Others were either resting or working, only Pei Qi had nothing to do.

Pei Qi saw someone coming in and immediately said, "Sorry, the shop is closed."

Fang Conglue nodded and raised his hand to Liu Jing, "We are acquaintances."

Chen Huisheng followed in and was a little surprised to see Liu Jing, "Why are you here?"

Liu Jing heard the familiar voice, raised her head, saw two former colleagues, and nodded slightly as a greeting, "I am a volunteer here."

"Volunteer?" Chen Huisheng didn't understand.

Liu Jing simply explained the meaning of "volunteer".

Chen Huisheng's eyes widened: "Is this okay?"

Liu Jing nodded calmly: "What are you doing here today?"

Chen Huisheng slowly digested the news and said: "No big deal. Fang Cong and I met someone selling snacks on the streets of the South District. The taste was the same as the snacks in the DIY hut. We passed by here on our way back and came in to take a look."

Lu Yao looked up: "What are they selling?"

Chen Huisheng: "Just steamed buns, stuffed cakes, and wontons."

Lu Yao: "That's what we have in our store. "I guess they made too much during the experience event and sold it because they couldn't finish it."

Chen Huisheng remembered the taste of the lunch at noon and couldn't help asking, "Are there any more in the evening?"

Lu Yao shook his head and said, "Some customers made a lot of it this afternoon and took it away. Maybe someone will sell it on the street."

Fang Cong said something when he entered the door. While listening to Chen Huisheng, Liu Jing and Lu Yao talking, he glanced around and saw the layout of the store. He lost interest for a while and prepared to go back to the street management office.

Chen Huisheng glanced back at Fang Cong, then turned around and quickly approached Lu Yao, lowering his voice and asking, "I heard that the food in the store can prevent you from getting lost. Is that true?"

Lu Yao raised his head in surprise, "Who said

that?" Chen Huisheng, "Is it not true?"

Lu Yao shook his head vigorously, "How can food prevent you from getting lost? Were you deceived?"

Chen Huisheng had no choice but to hold his head down and tell him what he saw on the streets of the South District. Lu

Yao was speechless for a while.

The people on this street are so quick-witted, and here comes the false propaganda.

The food taken out of the DIY hut is more delicious than the food sold on the street, just because it is made from real ingredients.

The situation in Ghost Street is different from that in Snack Street. Real food in this world will only bring customers a real food experience. There is no other bonus, and it is impossible to prevent getting lost.

Chen Huisheng didn't believe it.

He felt a moment of trance at noon, and his spirit was extremely tired. After eating the big meat bun, the tired feeling disappeared and he became energetic.

Lu Yao: "... Food provides energy and restores your spirit."

Chen Huisheng couldn't accept it.

Only then did Fang know that there was such a saying about the lunch at noon, and his face turned slightly cold.

These people are still so naive, always thinking that there is a way to get rid of him and get rid of Ghost Street.

When Liu Jing heard Lu Yao say this, she recalled what happened in the store before, and a question popped up: "If the food in the store has no effect on preventing getting lost, then what about Jiang Lin, me and Du Xiao?"

Chen Huisheng was surprised: "Du Xiao also came to the store?"

Liu Jing: "She was sent here by the church yesterday."

Chen Huisheng: "Has her condition improved?"

Liu Jing nodded: "She regained consciousness in the afternoon and went back to the church."

Chen Huisheng tilted his head and stared at Lu Yao with a sharp gaze.

Even Fang Cong looked sideways in surprise and looked at Lu Yao.

At this time, the familiar sound of the engine came from far away, the roar became louder and louder, and suddenly stopped at the door.

After a while, Ren You, wearing a security uniform, walked in with two unfamiliar young security guards.

Ren You didn't look at anyone else, and walked straight towards Lu Yao.

Lu Yao asked Ren You: "Brother Xu is not with you today?"

Ren You's face was gloomy: "Brother Xu hasn't woken up yet, he's in the infirmary."

Yesterday, Xu Zhengrong was dragged into a quiet room. He was not treated as a vessel for God's descent, but his spirit seemed to have been severely traumatized. He slept in the infirmary for a whole night and a whole day and has not yet woken up.

Ren You sighed, feeling a little tired: "Brother Xu may have to retire, and I will be in charge of patrolling the North District in the future. I want to customize a few knives like the one Brother Xu used yesterday."

Lu Yao: "Knife?"

Ren You took out a silver knife from the storage bag. The blade was half rusted and the surface became mottled: "I didn't see it. The senior in the security room said that Brother Xu used this knife to cut off the limbs of the mutant yesterday and bought a few seconds. Although it has been corroded into this state after only one use, it is better than being unarmed and unable to do anything."

There is a circle on the handle of the knife, and the word "Yao" is engraved in the circle.

This knife was made by Lu Yao using scrap materials from Alexandria when he was practicing the power of will. It has no special effects.

Lu Yao didn't care much about it as it was just something he made for fun. He had placed it on the front desk before.

Xu Zhengrong saw it and couldn't let it go.

Lu Yao gave it to him.

Lu Yao collected the scrap knife that Ren Ran brought with him and poured out a dozen weapons he made for practice from his portable warehouse: "These are all my previous practice works. If you don't mind, pick a few and take them away." Ren

Ran didn't expect it to be so smooth. He didn't even bother to choose. He took them all and prepared to put them in the storage bag: "I want all of them. How much is it?"

Lu Yao shook his head: "Forget it."

The practice works without any design and the strength were also average. Lu Yao was embarrassed to sell them.

Ren You couldn't help but ask the young security guard behind him: "Brother Ren, are these knives really useful?"

The kitchen knives, electric saws, electric drills, and various tools that can be converted into weapons sold in the hardware stores on Ghost Street are ineffective against him and his believers.

Ren You couldn't explain.

The No. 13 store that suddenly appeared on the North District Street itself has many mysteries, but now that the meditation room has been destroyed, the church has lost its morale, and the security room staff are becoming more and more nervous, they must find a way to protect themselves.

Lu Yao thought for a while, took out a card introducing the hidden service from his pocket and handed it over: "Take this batch of knives back and use them first. Next time you need them, come back to customize them, and then they won't be gifts."

Ren You was still unwilling to take them for free, and took the knives that Lu Yao took out at the price of thirty ghost coins each.

As soon as Ren Ran's group left, Chen Huisheng came up to Lu Yao and said, "Shopkeeper, do you still have knives? I want to buy one, too."

Fang Cong also came over silently and said in a cold voice, "I want one, too."

Chen Huisheng and Fang Cong each bought a knife, and the three volunteers couldn't help but bought one each.

Chen and Fang bought the knives and went back, as if they had forgotten their original intention.

After the ingredients moved to the hall were divided, they all needed to be sent to the operation classroom for easy use tomorrow.

When daytime just came, Liu Jing and Xiao Cai didn't even dare to look Gan Ying and Chen You in the eye.

With weapons on them, they seemed to have suddenly gained confidence, pushing the cart loaded with materials to the corridor without asking the shopkeeper for help.

A minute later, Liu Jing and Xiao Cai ran out with strange looks on their faces.

Lu Yao: "What happened?"

Xiao Cai pointed to the corridor: "They were having fun in there."

Liu Jing nodded in a speechless manner: "Indeed, they were crazy." Lu Yao

put down his pen, got up and walked towards the operating classroom.

Chen You's laughter came from operating classroom No. 1, and there was an unpleasant smell of burnt food in the corridor. Lu Yao

pushed open the door.

Chen You was standing next to the operating table near the door, holding a rolling pin and beating the dough in front of her. Her face and hair were covered with white flour, but she was laughing wildly.

Gan Ying sat opposite Chen You, guarding the steamer that had been burned to a black color, holding a half-burned bun in his hand and biting it hard.

Lu Yao cut off the power of the No. 1 operating room before entering to stop Gan Ying and Chen You.

Liu Jing and Xiao Cai were hiding at the door, not daring to go in.

Lu Yao led the two out of the operating room, sighing and explaining: "They were probably influenced by the guests and developed their own consciousness."

Liu Jing and Xiao Cai blinked, not understanding.

Lu Yao: "You always think that it is the food in the store that makes the lost guests regain consciousness, which is just an appearance. DIY activities can actually be seen as a very subtle imitation of human activities. People can constantly gain a sense of accomplishment from this tiny labor, which in turn stimulates consciousness and generates new cognition and ideas about the surroundings."

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