Chief don't slap in the face

Someone finally found the kitchenware problem.

"How could bronze be this color?"

Someone questioned.

Xia Ye ordered the craftsman to make these iron plates specially. In order to look cleaner, the color is brighter instead of black or bronze.

After the eggs were fried, the cook started to bake the bacon again. This time, some foodies finally couldn't help it, because after the smoked ham was heated, the fat flowed out, and the aroma was so tempting.

"How do you sell this kind of meat?"

Pedestrians asked.

"Egg-filled biscuits, ten knives each!"

Friday smiled kindly, showing his white teeth, but in the eyes of the onlookers, he seemed to see a profiteer who got into the eyes of money.

"Ten dollars for a broken pancake? Are you sure you're right?"

Someone questioned.

"That's right, ten handles!"

Friday nodded seriously.

"My dear mother, who is so stupid that he would eat such expensive things?"

"Are you crazy about money?"

"Savages are really idiots!"

Pedestrians who watched the party talked and condemned Friday, and even looked at these aliens, and became vigilant.

Friday, however, seemed unaware of it and continued to sell on its own.

"Would you like a bowl of Liangpi? Sour and delicious, it is a must-have delicacy in summer. By the way, only Chaoge's cooks can cook these delicacy!"

I heard from the master on Friday.

In these three days, the most important thing is not to sell a lot of goods, but to be famous. Only in this way can the curiosity of those noble people be aroused and attracted.

In this era, materials are scarce, and Chaoge's goods are unique and cannot be imitated, so the supply for the noble market will be in short supply, so low-end customers don't want it.

"That Liangpi is also ten dollars a piece?"

Some people are sarcastic.

"You guessed it!"

Thumbs up on Friday.

"Tch, silly Boyi!"

Some onlookers felt that they had been tricked and left angrily, but more people stayed behind, watching curiously, ready to see if there were any silly Boyi consumption.

If it's not worth it after eating, people will definitely make a fuss and smash the stall. After all, those who can pay ten dollars for a meal are not ordinary people.

"Young master, the one who shouted is Xia Ye's servant!"

Introduced by City Defense Officer Wei Zuo.

"Ten knives, he really dares to ask for it!"

The so-called young master is a young man, about 20 years old, a little thin, so his cheeks look a little sharp, his eyes are dull, and he feels drowsy.

"I don't know why, the kind of paper Xia Ye mentioned, soy sauce, etc., are not sold, but a food shop!"

Wei Zuo didn't understand.

"Ahem, go and taste it!"

Wei Ziluo covered his mouth, coughed twice, and then told Wei Zuo that if he was a sensationalist, he would immediately ask the security guards to drive them away.

To do business in Acropolis, one must be honest, this is the rule that Wei Ziluo abides by.

"The Liangpi and the meatloaf, one each!"

The moment Wei Zuo walked out of the crowd and made his voice, many onlookers immediately shouted.

"Savage, you are in trouble now. This is the city defense officer. If you dare to lie to him, he will hang you up and beat you in minutes!"

"Want to run now? It's too late!"

"Wait for bad luck!"

Among the crowd, there were also some other shop owners. When they heard that this savage and aborigine dared to sell things for ten dollars, their lungs almost exploded.

Sure enough, he is an aborigine, who doesn't know the concept of money. A knife coin is a month's living expenses for an adult man.

"Hold on!"

The cook lifted the sackcloth, took out a cold skin, put it on the chopping board, and cut it into strips with a kitchen knife.

The noisy pedestrians immediately quieted down, because no one had ever seen the translucent Liangpi.

Cut into strips, put in a wooden bowl, put some gluten on it, then pour garlic juice, balsamic vinegar, a little light soy sauce, and an appropriate amount of seasoning water.

"Do you want sesame paste?"

the cook asked.

"What?"

Wei Zuo was confused, and so were the onlookers, sesame paste?What the hell is that?

"Do you want shredded cucumber?"

Wei Zuo continued to be dazed, and subconsciously looked at the crowd, wanting the young master Wei Ziluo to pay attention.

"Then come a little less, this thing is actually very refreshing to eat in summer!"

Recommended by the cook.

"Do you want bean sprouts?"

The cook's third question.

This city defense officer has experienced many battles, but at this moment, his forehead is full of sweat, and he can't wait to stand up and run away immediately, because he doesn't know anything about what the other party said.