Upon seeing this, Zhiyin realized something was wrong; he had completely forgotten about these distinguished diners.
However, it must be said that the students of these academies are all very devoted, as if they have set their sights on her.
Even so, Zhiyin is quite happy and hopes that more loyal customers like him will come.
This way, she no longer had to worry about sales; with the connections she had built up, everyone would come to support her.
"Boss, are you never going to sell boiled fish again? Where have you been all this time? Do you know how much we miss your food?"
"Yes, yes, yes, and are you also not selling spicy crayfish and spicy snails anymore?"
"I'm so hungry I could cry! Please, please sell some..."
"Waaaaah... Have some pity on the child!"
…
Sure enough, the next second, someone made the first move.
Immediately afterwards, many students who often bought things at the Zhiyin stall all crowded over.
Many of them had servants who came to pick them up from school, so when they moved, the servants followed behind them.
In an instant, Zhiyin and Zhihua were surrounded by a crowd.
While marveling at the diners' madness, the reader also understood the feeling of chasing after the owners of the food stalls they used to love.
"Um...that..."
Just as Zhiyin was about to speak, a chubby boy with sharp eyes noticed the food boxes Zhiyin was carrying in each hand, and his eyes lit up instantly.
"Boss Zhiyin, what are you carrying in your hand?"
After saying that, he suddenly brought the food box closer and took several sips, instantly squinting his eyes with an expression of ecstasy, "It smells so good!"
"Have you been secretly researching new foods behind our backs?"
After saying that, he looked at her like she was a heartless man, which made her confidante feel disgusted.
Almost instantly, everyone's eyes turned to look at it.
Zhiyin felt a chill run down her spine. Facing their accusatory gazes, she thought for a moment but decided not to open the food box.
After all, this was meant for Xing Luxi and Mu Lin, so it couldn't be wasted beforehand.
Looking at the chubby little boy whose nose was practically touching the food container, she couldn't help but twitch her lips. "Um, hello everyone!"
"We're not good!!!"
Before she could finish speaking, the students, as if by telepathy, simultaneously cried out in aggrieved voices.
His eyes remained fixed intently on his confidant.
Zhiyin was stunned for a second, then burst out laughing, finding the young diners incredibly amusing.
Meeting their death stares, Zhiyin quickly suppressed her smile, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said, "My esteemed diners, I have indeed researched some new dishes!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. "What is it? What is it?"
"Although there are sticky rice and potato chips on the street, what I miss the most is spicy boiled fish. It's so delicious when eaten with rice. I'll never forget it!"
"Yes, yes, and spicy crayfish and spicy snails too. Other places sell them, but none taste as good as the ones from Zhiyin Boss. I'm so hungry!"
…
Listening to everyone chattering away, Zhiyin really found them very amusing, like old friends.
In fact, many of these students or regular customers are quite familiar with them.
After all, they really never get tired of the food; they used to come almost every day.
Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Zhiyin thought about it and felt that this was indeed a good time to promote it.
There's no need to advertise or promote beforehand.
Our loyal customers are the best promoters.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, glanced around, found a random spot to put the food box on the ground, and opened it.
Almost the instant the lid was lifted, the rich, spicy, and unique aroma of the dry pot wafted out.
The fragrance wafted far and wide, lingering for a long time.
And as if by magic, everyone couldn't help but take several deep breaths, and when they saw the colorful, delicious food in the food box, they were even more tempted.
"What is that?"
Even those who were unaware of what was going on around them, drawn by the rich aroma, sniffed and curiously approached.
Looking at the eager crowd, Zhiyin coughed lightly and said, "I have indeed invented a new dish, and I've even opened a shop up ahead called Dry Pot Restaurant. It will open in three days!"
"There will be opening promotions, and we hope everyone can come and support us!"
After saying that, she looked at the contents of the food box and introduced, "These are our new dishes, dry pot chicken and dry pot duck, as well as various other dishes. I guarantee that every one of them is delicious. You can bring your family and friends to eat together, and you won't have to repeat the same dish twice."
"If you don't mind, you can come and have a taste."
The moment she finished speaking, facing everyone's expectant gazes and looking at the two pairs of chopsticks in her hand, Zhiyin fell silent again.
This stuff doesn't taste good either!
It's impossible for her to pick up the pieces one by one and hold them in her hands to prevent the oil from dripping onto the ground, is it?
The thought of these usually elegant young men and women making such a ridiculous move made her feel like she was completely losing her composure and couldn't bear to watch.
"Hehe, I have a bowl!"
Suddenly, the chubby boy took the bundle from the servant next to him, habitually took out a bowl, and arrogantly handed it to Zhiyin.
He even gave the other stunned people a provocative smile.
Zhihua's mouth was agape in an "o" shape, and Zhiyin couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Hehe, we have them too. It's a habit that started when the boss of Zhiyin told us to bring our own bowls and chopsticks, just in case you come to sell them one day and we don't have any bowls. So we bring our own every day."
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