"Fried ice cream, please have a taste, Mr. Yu."
Mr. Tang smiled as he looked at the astonished Yu Wuwei.
Not only was Yu Wuwei surprised, but the other guests were also taken aback. They didn't expect that Mr. Tang would actually fry up the ice cream. It looked quite pretty, but they wondered how it would taste.
"Why does it look like fried sesame balls?" Yu Wuwei's heart sank, feeling very uneasy. He had already paid a thousand yuan.
Moreover, this thousand yuan represents half of his current net worth; he can't afford to lose it!
"Whether it's sesame balls or not, Boss Yu will know once he tries them!" Ye Qingqing mocked coldly.
She was also holding a plate of fried ice cream; her father had fried a few extra, and she was really craving them!
"It's delicious, crispy, crunchy, and cool. Brother, have a bite."
Ye Qingqing took a bite and ate it, praising it highly. She then fed the half-eaten ice cream ball to Lu Mo. Lu Mo blushed and looked around. Everyone's eyes were on him, staring intently.
Actually, they were looking at the ice cream scoop.
"I'll eat it myself."
Lu Mo took the ice cream scoop, not letting Ye Qingqing feed him. This girl always liked to be affectionate in public, which made him both happy and worried—a sweet burden indeed.
After eating the half that Ye Qingqing had left, Lu Mo nodded and sincerely praised, "It's really delicious, better than eating ice cream on its own."
As soon as Lu Mo finished speaking, the other customers started clamoring, "Boss, we also want fried ice cream, can you give us a discount?"
Strangely enough, when Ye Qingqing said the ice cream was delicious, the customers thought she was just trying to fool them and wasn't being honest. But when Lu Mo said it was delicious, the customers believed him without a doubt, thinking that Lu Mo looked upright and would definitely not lie.
"Ten yuan a serving, three balls a serving," Tangyuanyuan replied with a smile.
Selling it for ten yuan can earn you at least half the profit, but even after deducting utilities and shop rent, you still have a 50% profit margin, and it doesn't take much time.
One serving, please!
"I want one too!"
...
The calls were constant, all requesting extra fried ice cream, especially from those who brought their children to eat. Some even ordered two servings, wanting to try it all. The store's ice cream supply was simply insufficient, so Mr. Tang had to send someone to buy more ice cream on short notice.
Yu Wuwei hadn't even touched the fried ice cream in front of him yet. His face was terrifyingly dark. He knew he had lost without even eating it. Tang Baobao had actually managed to make fried ice cream!
Damn it!
His thousand dollars!
Yu Wuwei took a bite of the ice cream scoop with resentment. The crispy outer layer was filled with cool ice cream, and the taste was indeed quite good. He never expected that a dish he had just casually come up with would actually taste so good!
Watching the customers scrambling to order fried ice cream, Yu Wuwei was so angry he felt like vomiting blood. It was clearly his idea for the dish, but now it had benefited the Tang family. If he had made it in his own restaurant, the business would definitely have taken off!
"Boss Tang is amazing!"
Yu Wuwei ate the ice cream scoop in a few bites, took out a ten-yuan note from his wallet, and placed it on the table. "The other dishes don't need to be served!"
After saying that, he turned and left, but—
“Mr. Yu, your money is wrong, it’s a thousand yuan.” Ye Qingqing called out to him.
"Everyone pays ten yuan, so why should mine be a thousand yuan? If you're going to inflate prices, watch out for the price bureau coming to investigate!" Yu Wuwei resorted to shamelessness and threatened the price bureau.
"That was the price that Mr. Yu himself agreed to. All the guests here are witnesses. Does Mr. Yu intend to renege on his debt?" Ye Qingqing said sarcastically.
She used to be a well-known chef, but now she's doing such a tasteless thing. It seems that Yu Wuwei's situation is worse than she thought!
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