Yang Xuan still underestimated the lethality of this coupon to the people of Dasheng Dynasty.
People started queuing up early the next morning, and by the time they opened for business, there were already dozens of people lined up outside the door.
This does not include the people they paid to queue up.
Most of them are holding coupons, but there are still some people who didn't get in line yesterday.
Especially when queuing up at the door, watching the sauce being fried all the time on the stove at the door, the aroma makes those who didn't eat it yesterday feel bad about eating when they go home, and they are thinking about this fried sauce.
noodle.
And as time went by, by noon, Zhuque Street was once again blocked with water.
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Just when Yang Xuan and the others were too busy to touch the ground, at the door of the Hubu Yamen, a sedan turned to Zhuque Street and came leisurely towards the south of the city.
The person in the sedan was Lu Chenghong. Over the past month or so, he had gradually become familiar with the procedures of the household department and gradually took over the actual work.
Lu Chenghong usually stayed in the north of the city, and today he had to go to the south of the city because of official business. However, he didn't expect that when he reached Zhuque Street, he was blocked.
"Why did you stop the sedan?"
Lu Chenghong, who felt the sedan stop, opened the sedan curtain.
Soon the subordinate came back: "Your Majesty, a new noodle shop opened in front. For some reason, it attracted so many people to queue up that the whole street was blocked."
"oh?"
Lu Chenghong has always been interested in business matters, and now he works in the Ministry of Household Affairs. Hearing that one store can attract so many customers to queue up, blocking up Zhuque Street, is simply unbelievable.
He immediately got off the sedan. This kind of excitement must be seen clearly.
Lu Chenghong was dressed luxuriously and looked like a handsome nobleman. In addition, there were guards to clear the way. Ordinary people would not dare to compete with him. Soon he squeezed to the door of the store.
As soon as I saw the sauce being fried at the door, the aroma was so fragrant that I immediately started to growl with greed in my stomach.
Looking inside the store, I immediately saw Yang Xuan on the counter, who was busy calculating accounts and collecting money.
"Eh? Isn't this the guy who sold biscuits on Yongning Street?"
Lu Chenghong immediately remembered that he had suspected that Yang Xuan knew how to make salt and called two people to investigate, but later he was so busy that he forgot about it.
Coincidentally, I went out for business today, and I was accompanied by guards from the Hubu Yamen, and not by any servants at home. I couldn't ask about the results of the original investigation for a while.
But in less than two months, how come the guy who set up a stall selling Hu pancakes became the owner of a noodle shop?
Lu Chenghong was even more curious about Yang Xuan.
"It's dinner time now, let's just take a bite here, I want to see what kind of food can make many people flock to it.
Does King Chun still have to queue up for dinner?
The guard walked directly in, found a good seat, and tapped the sheath of the Yanling Sword on the table.
The two people who were eating noodles turned around and saw, my dear, how can I afford this? They quickly stood aside with the noodle bowls in their hands.
His Royal Highness Prince Chun immediately sat down and the guard shouted "waiter", which alerted Yang Xuan on the counter.
As soon as I saw two people standing next to me, still slurping noodles, I realized that this guy was jumping in line.
However, he had long forgotten the person who was chasing him asking questions, but he could also see that this guy had an unusual identity, and he would not be foolish enough to maintain order and not be allowed to jump in line. Anyway, those people
No one in line had any objections.
"Sir, what would you like? We specialize in fried noodles." Yang Xuan said, handing over a menu sign with the different flavors and prices of fried noodles clearly written on it.
His Royal Highness Prince Chun looked at the price list: "Man, the cheapest bowl of noodles costs twenty cents? Your price is quite expensive."
He is not the kind of noble person who doesn't like the fireworks of the world. He still knows a lot about people's livelihood. The average noodles only cost three to five cents, and even if they add meat, they only cost ten cents or eight cents.
This twenty cents can buy a bushel of brown rice, enough to feed one person for ten days and a half.
But as a prince, he can eat a lot of dishes for twenty taels of silver, not to mention noodles for twenty cents each.
Regarding this kind of doubt, Yang Xuan saw a lot of it, and immediately said: "You get what you pay for, expensive and expensive. Sir, as long as you have eaten my fried noodles, I guarantee that you will eat it within three days."
I can’t forget this smell.”
His Royal Highness Prince Chun looked at Yang Xuan with great interest. It was obvious that this boy did not remember him, so he did not point out and directly ordered five portions of fried noodles.
"Five portions of fried noodles for table 9." Yang Xuan shouted, and then said that the guest will be waiting for a while, then went back to the counter.
After such a short time, several people were waiting to pay.
When the noodles arrived, His Royal Highness Prince Chun took a bite politely, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The taste was indeed extraordinary.
Next, like an ordinary diner, he started eating without even noticing that the sauce was smeared in his mouth.
Although several guards also had noodles, they did not dare to sit at the same table with His Highness King Chun, so they just stood beside him and finished the noodles.
After finishing the noodles, His Highness Prince Chun was still satisfied, but his stomach could no longer hold it. However, he was not in a hurry to pay the bill, so he just sat on his seat and looked around.
Although he had finished eating but did not leave, the waiters in the store wanted to come over to collect the bowls, but the four tall guards were there and they did not dare to come over, so they quietly told Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan took a look and said, "What's wrong with this? You just cut in line, but you still hold your seat after eating. How much business will be wasted?"
"My guest, have you finished your meal?" Yang Xuan walked over and cupped his hands.
"Well, are you done eating?"
"How does it taste?"
"It tastes good. It's very good. The shopkeeper is right. It's expensive. The price is worth it."
"Then what do you think of our shop?"
"I have an opinion..." His Royal Highness Prince Chun touched his chin and said, "This chair is just too small, making it uncomfortable to sit on."
Yang Xuan took out a small notebook and wrote down seriously: "Thank you for your valuable advice, guest. We will improve it as soon as possible and benefit from a hundred yuan."
Only then did His Highness King Chun understand that the little shopkeeper was chasing people away. He couldn't help but smile softly and took out a silver ingot worth five taels: "No need to look for it, but I'm too full, so I'll sit down and take a rest."
Son, it doesn’t matter.”
"Of course it doesn't matter." Yang Xuan took the money and thanked him, thinking that with so much money, it doesn't matter if you just sit here until closing time.
Naturally, His Royal Highness Prince Chun could not sit there until closing time at night, but as soon as noon passed, the number of guests gradually decreased. After all, it was past meal time, and those who could not be queued up had to eat something else.
Seeing that Yang Xuan was no longer so busy, he greeted: "Brother, shopkeeper, do you have time to come over and chat?"