From a barbecue stand to a global gourmet tycoon

Chapter 12 Some people are happy and some are sad

As soon as work started here, the long queue of college students suddenly came to life.

Chu Hao's stall in the whole street had the hottest business and was overcrowded.

Song Laosan also came today.

He sat on a small bench with a gloomy face, smoking a cigarette. He didn't light a fire in front of the stall because no one came to buy it.

Aunt Song didn't go to play mahjong today, so she sat next to him and sighed: "Old man, move the stall, this... can't compete."

If it was a special case yesterday.

So what is today?
The stall has just been launched, and the barbecue has not even been put on the trolley, but a large group of people came in line in advance?
Also let people live! !
Song Laosan took a deep breath, "I don't! I'm right here. I want to watch him build a tall building and watch his building collapse!"

Aunt Song rolled her eyes, "You have pink eye disease."

"Humph!"

Song Laosan smashed the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped hard.

In the surrounding areas, the bosses of the stalls are also deserted, and they can only pick up some customers who don't eat barbecue.

But Song Laosan's side was even more desolate and miserable.

Undoubtedly, he has regarded Chu Hao, a young man, as his biggest opponent!

There is a stubbornness in my heart.

More than once, he expected Chu Hao's booth to have problems.

Song Laosan knew that it was his own jealousy at work.

But I have set up a stall on the side of the school street for so many years, when have I ever been squeezed like this.

Those who make money well, just watch helplessly being snatched away by others for no reason.

"I see, why don't you go to the queue and buy someone else's to taste, and improve the taste yourself." Aunt Song suggested.

Song Laosan snorted coldly, and was unwilling to move his butt.

At this time.

In a shop selling skewers along the street, a somewhat obese middle-aged man came.

He also had a cigarette in his hand.

He walked up with a smile, and patted Song Laosan on the shoulder, "My third son, are you jealous?"

Song Laosan glanced at the other party and recognized him.

This man's name is Li Fu, and he is also a local snake who runs a shop here at the university.

For a long time, those who set up stalls and open shops belonged to the category of "well water does not violate river water".

Because although Song Laosan's business was good before, it was not as outrageous as Chu Hao's, and there were often times when it was deserted.

And the price of his barbecue... is also more expensive than Chu Hao's, a skewer costs 1 yuan.

But this time, it's different.

Chu Hao only sells a string for 1 yuan.

The taste is good, and many people buy it.

Standing beside him, Li Fu took a puff of his cigarette, swallowed, looked at the excitement at Chu Hao's booth, and sighed: "Some people are happy, some people are worried..."

Aunt Song sat upright and smiled politely at him, "Brother Li, what do you mean by this?"

Song Laosan also glanced at him sideways.

Li Fu said with a smile: "If he continues to do this, the shops along the street will be squeezed to the point where we can't continue to operate. My brothers, these two days, he can be regarded as a thorn in my side and a thorn in my flesh."

Song Lao San raised his eyebrows.

Based on his understanding of Li Fu, he immediately caught a trace of abnormality in his words.

"Lao Li, you have something to say, don't hide it."

Li Fu enjoyed it very much, took another puff of cigarette, and said in a cheerful voice: "Lao San, several of us shop owners held a meeting in the group today, and everyone unanimously decided to report this night market along the street of Shanda to the urban management. Ask them to send someone to fix it."

"I met a few friends in the brigade, and they have already agreed to me. I will apply to join the team tomorrow, and the effect will definitely be obvious!"

Song Laosan:...

This is... a battle!
Even the city management has been invited out?

Seeing Song Laosan's appearance, Li Fu smiled and said, "Lao San, you and I are friends. All along, our shopkeepers along the street have lived in peace with your night market."

"But this time it's different..."

Both Song Laosan and Li Fu understand.

The rent of the store is high, if it is not sold more expensively, how can people make money?
It's not easy to get out.

For the night market to survive for so long, the shops have to close.

And if the shops are closed, how deserted will it be around the university?
So this time, the owners of the major shops jointly reported to the city management, which is justified.

What's more, it took advantage of the recent policy of rectifying night market stalls in mountain cities.

No one can fault it.

Song Laosan narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "Come tomorrow?"

Li Fu smiled and nodded.

Song Laosan looked at Chu Hao's booth again.

In the end, the jealousy in my heart took over.

"Old Li, thank you very much!"

"I will withdraw the stall tomorrow."

Li Fu smiled and said: "Well, when this storm is over, you can come back again. Remember, don't tell others about this. Wait for me to inform you."

"it is good!"

After Li Fu left, Aunt Song looked at Song Laosan worriedly and said, "Old man, this...isn't that good..."

Song Laosan sneered and said, "What's wrong with this, you have to take care of it."

"If you want to blame, I can only blame him for not having as good information as me... Hey!"

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Of course, Chu Hao didn't notice the conversation between Song Laosan and Li Fu.

He was sweating profusely as he grilled meat for the guests.

Under the slow burning of the charcoal fire, the aroma was wafting, and the strong barbecue smell spread far away, covering Chu Hao's face.

"Boss! I want one!"

"Here are three servings!"

"Give me one! I want some more leeks!"

Scan code sound one after another.

Chu Hao's cell phone almost exploded.

Wang Ting, who was on the side, helped Chu Yue collect the money together, and was extremely surprised.

This business...is too good!

How much running water can there be in one night...

It is much more lively than those big night markets.

For some reason, it was clearly Chu Hao's small stall, and the business was so hot that Wang Ting was also very happy.

To collect money...

Although the money did not belong to her, Wang Ting was extremely excited as she watched dozens and dozens of dollars coming in.

"Tingting, you watch here, I'll go over there."

Chu Yue walked away suddenly and was responsible for maintaining the order of the queue.

Wang Ting took a look and found that she had also taken out her mobile phone, chatting with the guests in line, and scanning each other's codes.

What is this doing?
Add the guest's vx?
Turning his head and looking at Chu Hao again, he found that there were big drops of sweat on his forehead, which was a little painful.

He hesitated for a moment.

Wang Ting still took out a tissue and walked over to wipe him off.

Chu Hao was concentrating on the grill, glanced at Wang Ting, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"No... nothing."

Wang Ting's face was slightly red, a little shy.

With her height of 178, she made such a little girl's posture, and suddenly there was a very cute contrast.

It immediately aroused the jealousy of the male students queuing up around them.

numb.

Really numb.

You said that you set up a stall and forget it.

He also brought two young and beautiful girls, who wiped sweat and fed and drank water.

The care is extremely thoughtful!
Are you letting those of us who stand alone in line survive?

(End of this chapter)