Six people eating a huge basket of buns would be enough, but each of them also grabbed such a big bowl of noodles?
"Slurp~"
"Slurp~~"
Zhou Hu and the others were eating the buns a bit dry, so the noodles ca at just the right ti!
The taste of at and buns hadn’t faded from their mouths, and the light, smooth noodles with the aroma of flour upgraded their taste buds to a whole new level.
In Lulu’s live stream, there was a viewer who was probably not local, and he sent a comnt that made the locals burst into laughter.
"Is this the Jingzhou people’s cuisine? Staple food staple food?"
As Lulu started queuing, she explained to the audience in the live stream, "Noodles are the main dish, and buns are the side dish! There’s at inside the buns, so they definitely count as a side dish."
A southern viewer was baffled. Since when did buns beco a side dish?
The custors in line kept their eyes fixed on Zhou Hu and the others.
So people just look satisfying when they eat, and Zhou Hu and his friends were eating heartily, making others feel even hungrier, as if they had the illusion of "I can eat that much too."
Often, eating with such people makes you unconsciously take a few more bites.
Chen Mo was busily repeating the process of kneading, rolling, and boiling noodles. As the repetitions increased, so did the monts of [Perfect] synchronization in front of him.
When Chen Mo took out the flour from the cabinet for the tenth ti, he finally breathed a huge sigh of relief.
All the queuing custors finally got their noodles!
The only awkward thing was that the three sets of tables and chairs were far from enough. So Cadillac owners simply squatted by the curb, holding big bowls and furiously slurping noodles, making noises that reverberated around.
Passersby who were unaware might think it was a refugee crowd fleeing from sowhere.
"Boss Xiao Chen is getting better and better at this!" Xiao Na rubbed her belly after finishing her second bowl of noodles and two buns, "But eating so much in the middle of the night, will I gain weight?"
The female technician next to her finished the soup in her bowl with a slurp, "What’s there to fear! We can just eat less during the day and more at night, as long as the total calorie intake doesn’t exceed the calories burned, we won’t gain weight!"
Xiao Na nodded, agreeing that it made sense.
Next ti, she’ll also have two big bowls of noodles!
Lulu, too, had two big bowls, her stomach was so full she could hardly stand it. She raised her phone high and ran to the food cart, "Boss Xiao Chen, can I add you on WeChat? So if you change your location next ti, I can find you."
Chen Mo thought for a mont but ultimately declined.
"Better not... Who knows, I might stop setting up the stall any day, adding would be pointless."
The main consideration was that this was a company assessnt project after all. The first location being discovered was fine, but if subsequent locations were discovered as well, it would be awkward, making the survey data seriously misleading...
If the leadership saw the data and thought, "Oh, this place is good, sales are so high, it’s promising!"
Then after opening a restaurant with no custors, it would be problematic.
Lulu didn’t say much, paid, and went to chat with the sports students.
"Hey, Hu Zi, why don’t we create a group?"
Zhou Hu was looking down at his phone and was startled, "Create what group?"
"Look, sotis Boss Chen Mo changes his stall location. What if one day he’s not here and sets up sowhere else? Whoever finds him can notify the group, so everyone can enjoy the delicious food, right?"
Zhou Hu thought about it and agreed it made sense.
If today, Boss Xiao Chen hadn’t set up at the front gate but sowhere else, the whole 404 dorm would have co here for nothing.
"Alright, you have my friend’s contact, don’t you? Just create a group, and I’ll pull in my roommates!"
"Got it!" Lulu quickly created a group, displayed the QR code, and went around getting others to scan it and join the group.
Very soon, Lulu had a WeChat group with 25 mbers, nad: Late Night Snack Intelligence Station.
With so free ti, Chen Mo placed the last rolled noodles into the storage cabinet, and it was only midnight. The food cart’s business hours were until 1 AM.
He couldn’t help but reflect.
"It seems the developnt zone isn’t suitable for setting up a stall. If it weren’t for these custors who ca over from the bridge, there would be at most six custors today."
That is, just Zhou Hu and his entire dormitory.
The other custors were also full and satisfied but hadn’t left yet, probably because they were too stuffed and needed so ti to digest before they could move.
There didn’t seem to be any more custors coming. At 1 AM in the developnt zone, not even ghosts were around.
Chen Mo decided to pack up and go ho.
Since it was a company-funded stall, any profit was a bonus. Moreover, it was only the first day.
Once he packed up, Chen Mo drafted an email: Today’s sales, 45 servings of noodles and 260 buns, with a total revenue of 1,840 yuan!
Compared to the past few days, the performance wasn’t great, but it was only the first day. Chen Mo wasn’t worried. Plus, tonight’s main ingredient was flour, and with the Cloning Chef Machine, the cost of flour was zero, so profits wouldn’t differ too much.
He saved the email draft, planning to send it to Liao Feng of the investnt departnt at the end of the week.
"Boss Chen, it’s quite a distance back to the city from here, I can tow your cart back," suggested Zhang Feng once again, only to be firmly refused by Chen Mo, "That’s too dangerous. Let just take my ti getting ho."
If Kai suddenly hit the gas, reaching 70 or 80 km/h, and pulled the cart with a rope, a slight turn could send the cart flying!
Chen Mo had a strong sense of safety and wouldn’t agree to such a thod.
Seeing Chen Mo packing up to leave, the custors also slowly got up, preparing to head back.
Knowing he wouldn’t have to go to the office tomorrow, Chen Mo felt a massive sense of relief and fell asleep quickly after getting ho.
But at this ti, soone else couldn’t sleep.
"Your boss does have so issues, giving this kind of work to a new intern. Is this workplace bullying? Should I go to your work tomorrow and talk to your boss?"
Mu Mu inhaled sharply, looking at her dad in horror, "No, please don’t! This task was given to and Brother Chen Mo because the other seniors in our departnt are too old for this kind of work. If you go to my workplace, it would be so embarrassing for !"
The woman next to her rolled her eyes, "Mu Mu is already twenty-two! What are you worried about? Besides, it’s not that late. Back ho, you’d still be downstairs having a hot pot at one or two in the morning."
Mu Xin still felt uneasy, "How about this, since my restaurant also closes after midnight, I’ll just go to where you work and wait for you to finish, then take you ho."
Mu Mu was overwheld.
She wanted to tell her dad that she was an adult now, could he please stop worrying so much?
But she knew it was pointless to say it.
Otherwise, her dad wouldn’t have relocated the entire family from Guangdong Province to Jingzhou just because her job was assigned there.
"I really admire you, a lifelong daughter’s slave!" Zhong Xia looked at her husband’s worrying eyes and didn’t know what to say.
Half a year ago, Mu Mu participated in the school recruitnt and successfully joined this state-owned enterprise. Unwilling to let their daughter work away from ho, Mu Xin initially opposed her taking the job.
"Isn’t it better to stay in Guangzhou and inherit your dad’s three hotels and a dozen restaurants?"
What’s the point of working?
But he couldn’t win against his daughter, who insisted she was grown up and wanted to rely on herself, and he really couldn’t do anything with her.
So, Mu Xin simply moved the whole family to Jingzhou. The restaurants back ho were large, with a mature operating system in place, so Mu Xin’s absence wouldn’t affect much.
He could check on things over the phone, and if necessary, a quick flight back was convenient enough.
Mu Xin ignored his wife’s words and continued, "What about that young guy working with you? Is he sick? Isn’t it enough to just do the survey? Why set up a stall himself? Can he even cook to set up a stall?"
Mu Mu’s patience started to wear thin, "Dad, Brother Chen Mo is just trying to make the survey data more accurate! Please don’t talk nonsense, okay? I’m going to sleep, need to et Brother Chen Mo early tomorrow!"
Seeing their daughter irritably return to her bedroom, Zhong Xia threw her husband an eye-roll saying, "Look what you’ve done!"
Mu Xin slowly lit a cigarette and took a puff.
He still felt uneasy.
No way, he thought. After work tomorrow, I have to go to the developnt zone and check on my daughter since she doesn’t like interfering with her work. Then I’ll just...
He looked at Zhong Xia, his eyes gradually lighting up.
"Honey, do you want to reminisce about the old days?"
Zhong Xia gave him a strange look, recalling the days thirty years ago when she followed Lao Mu around, setting up stalls and selling goods.
The hardship was real, but the sweetness, she didn’t really feel it.
No... not interested!
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