Getting Rich Overnight, Starting From a Multiple-Choice Question

Lao Zhou, whose full name is Zhou Quan, is a well-known old man in the neighborhood. He usually enjoys searching for delicacies from all over the world. What he despises most are the restaurants in shopping malls.

In his words, the dishes cooked in these restaurants are all soulless shells.

But today, he still came to Tianda.

This is the helplessness of being an old tie, the taste is... not enough to fill the stomach, people always have to eat.

After Lao Zhou weighed his net worth, he felt that he didn't have the capital to eat private meals, and he had no other choice but to sigh Naihe.

It is impossible to cook. Since the old woman left, the old Zhou's kitchen has been sealed up, and the items inside are always fixed on that day.

Although the children are filial and receive a lot of money every month...but the person who cooks is gone after all.

His purpose of coming to Tianda today is very simple.

Not long after Tianda opened, many businesses moved in. Lao Zhou wanted to find a restaurant that was not so unacceptable and add it to his daily recipes.

There is no dreamy smell of oily smoke.

Tsk, the taste of big pot rice...

Rice-style meals, can the table of contents be filled in a book about the dining culture of Americans?

Coming from the floating ladder on the other side, Lao Zhou shook his head and sighed as he walked through the shops, leaving a sentence of merciless comments.

Huh.

When walking to a restaurant, he stopped.

Hedi Lao, what a strange name, but...the taste seems to be pretty good?

Lao Zhou's nose was erect, his nostrils were slightly open, and he greedily smelled the fragrance from the shop.

This is a restaurant with a soul.

Old Zhou commented in this way.

Jiang Yi, who just came back, saw Lao Zhou standing at the door of the store, and hurried up to greet him.

Master, do you want to eat? Let me carry your bag for you.

Lao Zhou handed over the bag in his hand and followed Jiang Yi into Hedilao.

...

inside the store.

When Lao Zhou picked up the first piece of beef and put it in his mouth, the corners of his eyes became moist involuntarily.

Master, don't cry if it doesn't taste good.

Jiang Yi on the side panicked.

You know what a fart! Old Zhou gave him a blank look, and picked up another piece of beef, Did you hear that the soul of this piece of beef is cheering?

cheer?

Jiang Yi glanced at the piece of beef.

What soul does a dead cow have, if it has a soul, it should hoof through that slaughterhouse the day it is slaughtered, not lie there waiting to be thrown down the drain.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yi said seriously: Master, why don't I call your family.

Go away, you have dementia. Old Zhou was furious, and waved away Jiang Yi, Don't stay here, I don't like it!

Putting the beef in the bowl into his mouth, Lao Zhou moaned comfortably.

Ordinary people can't tell the difference between Hedilao and ordinary hotpot restaurants. They just think that the hotpot here seems to be better than others, and that's all.

Only this kind of senior Lao Tie can taste its true delicacy.

The combination of spices and spices is like the most beautiful movement in the world.

Can it be marked as the perfect formula by the multiple choice questions, or can it be worse?

...

After eating two plates of beef and one plate of mutton, Lao Zhou burped, picked up the water next to him, and swallowed the last delicacy mixed with water.

Such a good shop should let other people come and try it.

Lao Zhou typed a line in the mobile phone group: I found a palace-level hot pot restaurant, come quickly!

Then get up, check out, all in one go.

...

It's so deserted on the first day of opening, I'm afraid this store won't last long.

Two employees of Xinwei are commenting on Hedilao.

Indeed, to compete with our Xinwei, we are really overwhelmed.

The wages are high. What's the use of high wages? If they close down after a few days of opening, they will still be unemployed.

Maybe, even the salary will not be paid.

If you don't work hard, what are you doing here!

Manager Wu came over, yelled at the two of them, then glanced at He Di Lao, and said something pointed.

Humans, don't aim too high, what we are working for is stability.

No matter how much money you earn, it belongs to the boss. Only the boss has money to earn, and we employees can get the money!

Recently, when these employees heard about Hedilao's salary, they all felt a little flustered, and they should pay attention to it.

Manager Wu thought to himself that Hedilao could just be used as a negative teaching material to let these people understand that if the salary is high, it is useless if they cannot survive.

Manager Wu has always believed in a theory: Let the low-level employees live too well, it will only make them think wildly.

But he forgot that in Li Xin's eyes, there is not much difference between him and these waiters...

I don't even have the money I entrusted...

Manager Wu was a little disdainful.

But immediately, his disdain could no longer be maintained - a group of people walked towards Hedi Lao bustlingly. There were about twenty people in them, most of them were middle-aged people, and only a small part were old men.

Shop Manager, it doesn't look like they can't survive...

Shut up, it's all up to you!

The family has invited so many entrusted persons, it is impossible for Hedilao not to invite them.

Manager Wu thought about it this way, and felt that the logic and self-consistency had been completed, and then the disdain in his heart deepened.

Please don't ask for a decent one!

...

Here's the thing.

After Lao Zhou finished posting that sentence in the group, Lao Shen, who had been at loggerheads with him for a long time, was also an old man, and immediately got into a fight with him.

These two old men usually take pleasure in fighting each other. In other words, these two people are used to loving and killing each other.

Then the two became more and more angry, and then Lao Zhou said a word, You guys try it, if it doesn't taste good, I will pay for it!

Afterwards, the nearby Lao Tie were all alarmed, so the present scene happened.

I think you're probably bragging! Old Shen squinted at Old Zhou, How can there be real deliciousness in this kind of place.

Last time you said that you found a particularly delicious private kitchen, but it turned out to be a bunch of soulless big pot meals!

That's the cook of the owner's son, not the old owner! Old Zhou blew his beard and stared angrily, What if this restaurant is really so delicious?

Then I'll eat the table!

Old Shen snorted, and then found that there was something wrong with Lao Zhou's face.

His eyes seemed to be gloating?

Old Shen has always stubbornly believed that his own taste is higher than that of Old Zhou, but now he is not sure.

Qi Yun saw a group of people approaching bustlingly, he didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly greeted them.

Give this old guy the 'Is this beaver' set meal I ordered just now, and prepare a table!

Lao Zhou raised his head high, like a general who has won a battle, Old Shen, there is still time for you to admit your mistake!