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Chapter 65

It’s good to have Mianmian

After buying the ingredients, everyone went back to the inn to prepare food. In order to open the restaurant smoothly tomorrow, everyone worked until nearly ten o'clock in the evening.

After going back to wash up and sleep, the next day everyone was full of energy and ready to face the challenge of the first day.

Sang He and Mianmian straightened their backs, waiting to greet the guests.

Someone passed by and looked inside. Mianmian walked out and prepared to greet him, but then the person raised his feet and left.

Mianmian's eyes dimmed for a moment, then she quickly regained her composure and continued to wait for the next person.

Several people in a row just couldn't see in. Mianmian sighed, "Mom, why don't they come in?"

It has been an hour since the inn opened, but there is still no customer.

Sang He was silent.

"Go out and solicit customers." After a moment, Sang He said.

Chen Gao nodded and walked over with the dishes.

Mianmian took a deep breath and cheered up again.

Sang He sat on the chair and shook his neck uncomfortably.

"We have also prepared small gifts for everyone." Mianmian's voice sounded, and she held a large bag of paper-cuts in her arms.

Sang He and Mianmian took orders in an orderly manner. While waiting for the dishes, many people started talking.

Sang He's cold voice sounded: "Please be patient, the wrong dish is for you. If you think it's delicious, you can come back next time. I'm really sorry for bringing you an unpleasant experience."

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“We can make something for the little kids to eat!”

As more and more people asked, everyone finally realized this.

Mianmian was distressed. When he heard this, he nodded immediately, but then became a little frustrated.

With this thought in mind, He Hui tidied up her clothes and walked out.

The kitchen was busy, and the prepared dishes were brought out one by one.

"Mianmian," Luo Hao sat down and said seriously, "Let's think of a way to get more guests to come in for dinner, shall we?"

Luo Hao shook his head: "I don't know, think about it."

After thinking for a while, Mianmian's eyes suddenly lit up, and she stood up excitedly.

Time passed quickly, and because of the poor performance, everyone's mood was not very high.

Seeing this, a glint flashed in He Hui's eyes.

Sang He suddenly felt that his heart was severely touched.

Everything Mianmian had done for her flashed through her mind like a movie.

In the end, it treats the symptoms rather than the root cause.

Sang He came out after packing her things and happened to see this scene. She walked over and looked at the two very serious little dumplings, and suddenly had some ideas.

After hearing this, Luo Hao suddenly became enlightened and nodded in agreement frequently, "When I go to eat hamburgers, my mother will order a children's meal for me."

Mianmian turned around and said aggrievedly: "Mom, we are trying to find ways to get more guests in the inn, but we can't think of anything."

The guests suddenly felt very happy, and their original boring mood was swept away.

After coming back to his senses, Sang He said softly: "It's comfortable."

Because this thing was done so beautifully, many guests gave the inn free advertising, and it suddenly became famous.

After dinner, Luo Hao found Mianmian.

"Mom, are you feeling comfortable?" Mianmian asked with a milky voice.

She immediately told the others about this idea, and everyone praised Mianmian and Luo Hao for implementing the children's meal plan.

Sang He frowned, knowing that this would not work, and his brain started spinning rapidly.

The restless crowd became quieter, but it was very difficult to actually implement this matter.

“I’m looking forward to the food at this inn.”

Suddenly, a pair of fleshy little hands gently attached themselves to her shoulders, and then squeezed them gently.

You can't just sit back and wait for death.

Feeling Mianmian's movements, Sang He suddenly felt that it was great to have Mianmian.

However, after being open for an hour, the inn was already overcrowded.

"These are mother and daughter, they look so alike, they are hard-working and good-looking, and they are very happy to eat here."

"But what can we do?"

"This is a tourist attraction, and most of the people who come here are with their children. Think again." Sang He gave a hint.

Because of this small mistake, when Chen Yue came out to take a look, he thought that the dishes on table No. 7 had been served, and all the subsequent dishes were messed up.

The next day, the children's meal was officially launched, and the children who ate were given cards and building blocks that they loved. They were not only high quality and low price, but also made in China, attracting many children.

After a while, Sang He knelt down and said something to Mianmian.

Listening to the conversation between the two little dumplings, Sang He felt a little relieved.

Reaching out to take it, Sang He introduced: "This is our country's paper-cutting, a very traditional thing. I give it to everyone."

If she could come forward and resolve this matter, she would not only win the camera but also gain a good reputation.

"Don't be anxious, everyone. I'll adjust the dishes for you so that everyone can eat the dishes they like." He Hui said.

"It seemed to have opened yesterday, but I didn't come over to see it. I came today because there were so many people. Fortunately, I didn't miss it."

Finally, Chen Gao delivered the dishes to table No. 7.

In order to let the guests see it more intuitively, Chen Yue even took a small blackboard and made a small poster.

"Mianmian." Sang He shouted softly.

Sang He and Mianmian handed out the paper cuts one by one.

She made a rough calculation and found that there were not many wrong dishes. Even if they gave away all of them, they would not compensate.

Sang He paused.

Mianmian nodded: "Okay!"

During the journey, a customer called him to get a bottle of drink. He turned around and responded, but he forgot which table the dish in his hand was going to be delivered to.

The two small groups immediately fell into a heated discussion.

Chen Yue looked at the list with one hand and handed the corresponding dish to Chen Gao with the other hand, "Gao Gao, this dish is for table number one."

The two of them were talking with dry mouth, but there were only a few customers.

"And there are so many cute babies here, it's really cute."

The mother and daughter walked out together, Sang He soliciting customers with an expressionless face, smiling sweetly and speaking softly.

The mother and daughter split into two groups.

I made a net profit of two thousand today.

Mianmian and Luo Hao tilted their heads and fell into deep thought.

After settling the accounts, Sang He was a little surprised.

She was very tired, but Mianmian didn't rest for a moment. Seeing how tired she was, Mianmian went out of his way to give her a massage.

There were more and more customers, but the food ingredients were limited. When it was announced that it was time to get off work, there were still many customers ready to come to the inn.

Sang He and Mianmian had a good attitude, informed and apologized one by one, and it was already an hour later when they were busy.

The next day, shortly after opening, it started to rain. Many people who were visiting nearby came to the inn to take shelter from the rain.

There were more and more people, and the front was too busy, so He Hui's mother and son also came out to help.

While moving the chairs out of the storage room, He Hui suddenly felt her butt being touched.

Turning around, a wretched-looking man smiled at He Hui.
Chapter completed!
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