MTL - Super Farm System-Chapter 6 First customer

"Is this a fat sheep slaughter?" The big-eyed female student whispered to the sister next to him.

"Well, let's go, this is a black shop. I didn't expect the seemingly clean boss to be so dark. Let's go." Another girl took her companion and went out.

"Slow walking ~ don't send ~"

Ye Chen knew that this was the result. The fool would buy a 188 yuan potato thread and watched the crowds of other small vendors.

Hey~

I picked up a cigarette and sat on the Mazar to watch the crowd coming and going.

"Boss ~ come to a fried rice!"

A buddy in a suit and a trousers came over. There are too many people in other places. I don't know how long it will take. Just seeing Ye Chen’s location here, I’m going to try it.

"Sorry, there is no fried rice."

Ye Chen’s face hangs a kind smile, and the cigarette in his hand is also annihilated, and he gets up quickly.

"What are you here? What can I come up to, hungry."

The suit man looked down at the mobile phone, already 12.30, and will go to work in a while, and rushed to urge Ye Chen to get some food.

"Sir, there is a price list there, you can take a look first."

Ye Chen looked up and licked his chin to indicate the price list on the table.

The suit man walked over and picked up the price list and began to watch it. He looked at the front and looked at the price list in reverse.

"Boss, are you only potato? Are you wrong with the price?"

The suit man looked up and asked.

"Yes, it's just the potato, the price is not wrong. How about, come one?"

Ye Chenxiao’s call was kind, his hands squatting, and he looked at the suit man.

"Hey ~ 188 yuan a potato? You are sick!"

The suit man will go out on the table when he puts the price list on the table.

"How? Can't afford it?"

The smile on Ye Chen’s face was put away, and a contemptuous look looked at the suit man’s dress.

"You! You~ Oh, I can't afford it~"

The suit man was almost rushed by Ye Chen, and he looked at Ye Chen with a look of anger. You for a long time, and finally turned away and turned away.

Really black, how can the boss not rob, black into this.

Hey~

One more yellow, Ye Chen has confidence in the taste of his own potato, but the question is how can customers get it?

Free tasting?

The system is now: You are the chef of the future, the owner of the farmhouse, please be a little bit forced.

Ye Chen tears rush~

In this way, people came and went one by one, and Ye Chen’s stalls never had a customer who dared to order the potato.

Seeing the past meal, Ye Chen was sulking and smoking.

Now that he is coming, he is too lazy to get up. Looking back at the price list, the guest will run.

"Boss ~ 呃 ~ vomit ~ boss, come to a small stir. There is water, water!"

Just as Ye Chen was discouraged, a drunken buddy swayed to Ye Chen’s stall, and his swaying **** sat on the Mazar.

"Come on~ Mr., I am sorry, my family only offers small speculation, there is nothing else."

Ye Chen wants to kill the system, it is really not to offer anything other than the potato silk.

"Hey~ Hey? No water? Then you still have a fart~ Forget it, give me a ~ um~ um~ hot and sour potato? Is this only?"

The drunken man just finished with the leadership at noon, and the light-dipped tea poured the wine and waited for the leader. In addition to drinking more than 1 kg of white wine, nothing was eaten. The leader was sent away and wanted to fight for a tooth festival. It was really the legs that couldn’t move, and Ye Chen’s stall was on the far side, simply let it go, and sat down.

"His grandmother, what business are you doing? If you forget, let's go to this."

The drunken man wanted to change to a small stall to eat, but he didn't get up twice, and finally he couldn't order the potato.

"Hey, sir, this ~ this potato is a bit expensive, are you sure?"

"You? Xiaoye is the most expensive, how expensive it is, I have money, hurry up to me."

The people who drank the wine are like this. The usual stalwart stalwart has been picked up in the corner. Everything likes to install it. I heard that the stall owner said that it would be expensive on the spot, not a plate of potatoes, small. The Lord has money.

"Okay, sir, take care of it, please pay first, 188 yuan."

Ye Chen hung a charming smile, bowed his body and extended his left hand, ready to collect money.

"Hey~ What? 188 yuan? Have you made a mistake?"

The drunken male wine woke up three points and looked up at Ye Chen.

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"There is a price list here, sir can look at it, the virginity is not bully~ if you can't afford it, then I didn't say it."

Ye Chen feared that the cooked duck flew, and the radical method was used.

"Who~ who can't afford it, don't 188, give you 200, and grab me to serve."

The drunken man pulled out two soft sister coins from the wallet and slammed it on the table.

"Well, wait a moment, just fine."

Ye Chen seconds grabbed the two soft sister coins, laughing very thieves are thieves, so that drunken men have a feeling of being cheated.

"No, I have to take this black shop and wait for the police to call him. This is simply fraud!"

The drunken men’s wines have all woke up a lot, and they slammed against Ye Chen and the electric three rounds.

Dudu~ With Ye Chen stuffing 2 soft sister coins into a basketball-sized money box that doesn't know what material, the money box automatically spits out 12 yuan, the system provides the cash box, fool mode, absolutely black technology. The one that received the money system was directly recycled, leaving behind Ye Chen’s share.

The second time to do this god-level potato silk is a light-hearted road, and it’s a stir-fry, and it’s out! On the plate~

Just as the drunken man was preparing to send a circle of friends there, Ye Chen took the freshly baked god-grade potato silk to the table.

Hey~

The send button in your hand is parked in midair. What is the fragrance?

How could it be so sweet? Looking up at the potato wire in front of him.

Such as the art of crystal clear, the length and thickness are exactly the same, the smell of this fragrance is a top-class enjoyment, as if in the idyllic, all the troubles in the heart have disappeared, and the eyes are determined not to drink too much fantasy, The drunken man grabs the chopsticks provided by the system and prepares the chopsticks~

Hey~

Another sound of swallowing water, the drunken man took the chopsticks up again, picked up a photo taken by his mobile phone, and planned to return to the company to show off.

Such a perfect piece of art is really reluctant to start.

The hesitant man who hesitated repeatedly couldn’t help but hung up the hunger in his stomach, and at the moment he caught it, there was a sense of guilt that destroyed the art.

Slowly moving the chopsticks to the mouth, um~ um~

Just in the moment of closing his mouth, the drunken man suddenly felt that he was flying, and everything around him did not seem to exist. The taste on the taste buds made him happy with tears. How could it be so delicious? Fragrance ~ really fragrant ~ crisp ~ really crisp ~ this hot and sour ~ just drunk out of the five-star hotel, the guys who just eat at the restaurant are simply pig food. This is the food! ! !

Slowly put away the mobile phone ready to play 110, the dissatisfaction in the eyes and the humiliation of being deceived are also decreasing. Constantly facing the side of the morning, he looked at the Ye Chen, and he did not know that Ye Chen was still slobbering and swallowing.

Damn system, Ye Chen did not eat at noon, touched the 16 yuan in the pocket and 80 yuan in the card, he really can not afford to make their own potato money.呜呜~~~

Call ~

"Is this really a potato?"

The drunken man who was silently eating the potato silk finally put down the chopsticks, and the inner cow (tears) raised his face and asked.

"Boss, give me some more steamed buns or sesame seeds. I can't be hungry. This potato is really a must. The headaches I have just drunk have all been reduced."

The drunken man thinks that the 188 yuan of potato silk is really worth it. It is a god-like enjoyment!

"Sorry, this booth is not available except for the potato."

Ye Chen was exclaimed with excitement, but the superficial effort is still to be done. This is the crutches of the kitchen god! Pretending to be calm, said a drunk man.

"No, boss, really only potatoes? You are too cruel, so delicious potato silk is too much waste!"

The drunk man rushed to the sky.

"Mr. Do you think that the steamed bread and the biscuit can match this potato?"

Ye Chen found an excuse to continue to install the B road.

"Well~ Yes! How can the garbage match the boss's potato! It makes sense, I can't help it, I will finish it right away! Then give me a potato, I will eat the potato. support!"

The drunken man was completely awake at this time, and looked up and handed out two soft sister coins to Ye Chen.

“Hey~ Sorry, this booth only provides one serving of food, and each customer is limited to one.”

Ye Chen took the two soft sister coins in his hand and gave them back to the drunken man. In the heart, he screamed and yelled at the system. This **** system stipulated that the money that was actually handed was pushed out, too fucked~ fucked. ~ Eggs~~

"It's not the boss, you are not playing with me." The drunken man who finished the last bite of potato silk was not very addicted. He saw his request and was rejected. He was worried about it on the spot.

"Yes, just one, this is the rule of this booth."

Ye Chen screamed and shrugged his shoulders.

"Hey~ can't get through? Really only one?"

When a drunk man looks at his boss's attitude seriously, he doesn't like to tell lies, he wants to talk softly.

"Just a copy, I finished the plate after eating."

Ye Chen did not give the drunk man a chance to talk more. He took the plate and walked away.

"Hey~ Hey, I knew that I didn't eat it so fast."

The drunken man looked at Ye Chen and had no discussion. Finally he shook his head and sighed and stood up and went home.

"Well? Why don't you faint? Just drinking so much wine, the headache is so powerful, the station can't stand up. Eat a plate of potato silk, actually it's not uncomfortable? The boss is really strange!"

The drunken man muttered to himself while walking.