Chapter 27 The culprit who released the poison late last night

Author: Duolaimifasou

Chapter 27 The culprit who released the poison late last night

"The heavens are moving, the earth is moving, Taishang Laojun is coming soon, tell Boss Huang to open the door quickly!"

"I woke up very early today. I don't believe I couldn't buy it this morning!"

"I'm so greedy. I dreamed last night that I was eating pan-fried buns and drinking preserved egg and lean meat porridge! Then... when I woke up, I found that it was just a dream, and I wanted to cry.

With..."

"It's really terrible! Now, if I don't eat Boss Huang's pan-fried buns, I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Every meal has a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and a dozen or so fried buns. There is nothing happier than this..."

The entrance to Huang Tao's shop is already full of customers queuing up to buy fried buns and preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Many old customers who live nearby brought a simple folding chair and sat in a row outside the store.

"Old Qin, how many games do you want?"

"Okay!"

Lao Qin and Lao Liu, two close friends who had been inseparable for many years, started playing chess directly in front of Huang Tao's shop.

Several other uncles also gathered around to watch the chess game, hoping to pass the somewhat boring waiting time.

There was also Cao Zhe, who had not eaten last night, and a group of taxi drivers, waiting aside.

While waiting, they exchanged their overnight incomes with each other and complained that it was hard to make money now.

This situation makes the restaurant owners nearby crazy envious!

How delicious are the pan-fried buns and preserved egg and lean meat porridge he makes?

It actually allows customers to wait at the door of the store early without any complaints.

These restaurant owners have been working on this old street for many years.

It took them several years to gradually understand the taste preferences of their guests.

I also gradually mastered my own secret recipe.

Naturally, we also gained many repeat customers.

But the business is not as good as the one that just opened two days ago. It’s so delicious and hot!

A restaurant that has just opened less than two days ago is so delicious and can be loved by so many diners.

The restaurant owners around me were wondering, what is the secret of this delicious owner?

Several restaurant owners wanted to buy some and try Huang Tao's food.

But they are all peers and are too embarrassed to buy.

When they have the opportunity in the future, they must try that delicious food!

It's around 6:50.

The aroma of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is already very rich.

The aroma of the pan-fried buns became more intense.

The braised pig's trotters also exude an alluring aroma.

"Gulu~"

The customers outside the store couldn't help but feel their throats rolling when they smelled the fragrant fragrance.

“It smells so good!”

"Huh? In addition to the aroma of preserved egg, lean meat porridge and fried buns, why do I also smell the aroma of braised pork?"

"There is indeed a braised aroma! Tsk, tsk, tsk, this fragrance is very mellow~"

"Fuck! I finally know who was responsible for the poisoning late last night...it was Boss Huang..."

"Here we go~ It turns out that the scent of braised food that made my children cry so much last night was created by Boss Huang..."

"Damn it, the glutton I just suppressed is getting ready to move again..."

Everyone sniffed their noses vigorously.

If you can’t eat it now, just smell it to relieve your cravings!

Old Liu sniffed the aroma and said with intoxication and joy: "Old Qin, it seems we are in good luck today..."

Lao Qin, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, was shaking his folding fan, and the old man was nodding his head, with an expression that I had expected.

Lao Liu:(￣^￣)

Old Qintou, just pretend~

We'll see if you can still be as calm as you are now.

Old Liu smiled, glanced at the chessboard in front of him, and was stunned for a moment: "I said, who among us should win?"

"What did you say?" Lao Qin paused while shaking the folding fan.

"I said, which one of us should go next?"

Lao Qin: (￣工￣lll)

Oops!

I was so focused on smelling the fragrance that I forgot who was supposed to get it.

When Old Liu looked at his expression, he understood: "Old Qin, if I can't do it, I'll leave..."

"Why are you walking away! What if you take two steps in a row, I'll go..." Lao Qin quickly reached out to stop him.

"No, no, what if you take two steps in a row?"

"I, let me go..."

"I'm leaving..."

Just when the two were arguing, a voice came from their ears: "Oh, Boss Huang is opening the door, the door is open..."

"The door is open, I'm leaving..."

Lao Qin quickly stood up and followed the team.

Lao Liu:<(￣︶￣)>

"Hahaha...Old Qintou, you are not calm now..."

"Hey, Lao Qintou, wait for me..."

Inside the store.

"Boss Huang, bring me 4 bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and 20 beef fillings, take them away."

"I want 10 pork stuffings, 10 pork stuffings and mushroom stuffings, 10 beef stuffings, and 3 bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Pack them for me."

Before Huang Tao went on sale, his phone started vibrating non-stop, and the sound of money arriving kept ringing.

Many old customers saw Huang Tao and couldn't help asking: "Boss Huang, I just smelled a mellow braised flavor outside the store. Are you planning to make new products?"

"Yes, braised pig's trotters will be launched at noon. Everyone is welcome to try it."

Hearing this, the old customers became excited.

Everyone is eager to give it a try and look forward to arriving soon at noon.

Huang Tao packed it skillfully with a smile.

After a while, it was Cao Zhe's turn.

"Four... let's take four beef fillings first, and then a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Let's eat here."

"good!"

Huang Tao picked out four of them and put them on a plate. He also filled up a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and handed them to him: "24 yuan."

"Arrived via WeChat, 24 yuan."

Cao Zhe took the dinner plate and came to his colleagues' table and sat down.

Looking at the pan-fried buns and preserved egg and lean meat porridge so close to him, his sense of smell was ruthlessly crushed one after another.

As if it was revenge for his previous contempt for them.

He had no resistance at all and let them whip him!

"Gulu..."

His Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and he reached out to pick up a steaming pan-fried bun.

Crispy bottom, thin skin, and fragrant meat.

When you bite a little bit of the dough, you can feel the juice inside. You don't need to suck hard, and the delicious taste fills your entire mouth along your tongue.
To be continued...