After my divorce, I awakened the strongest food system!

Feng Dagen pushed the cart and ran away.

Even if he is so arrogant, bold character.

But being surrounded by dozens of people and scolding him was still a little frightening.

But his pants were torn by the brother in red when he broke through.

Back to the store.

Feng Dagen sat on a chair and thought about it.

I feel that I really shouldn't use the dumped buns to sell.

Isn't this digging your own grave?

He punched the table and regretted:

"Oh, I'm so confused, I'm just thinking about reusing waste."

The dog-legged Xiao Zhang came up: "Boss, there are not many customers in the store."

When Feng Dagen heard this, he became angry: "I don't have eyes? Do you need to remind me?"

"Xiao Li, go and buy some steamed stuffed buns, I want to analyze them."

Xiao Li said with a blank expression, "Got it."

After queuing for half an hour, Xiao Li finally bought the buns.

Back in the store, Feng Dagen couldn't wait to take out the lunch box from the bag.

turn on.

It's a soup dumpling.

The skin is thin and translucent, and the soup and meat filling can be seen.

Soup dumplings can also be made like this?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Feng Dagen would never have believed it.

He himself is a white case chef, so he naturally knows how good a chef can make this soup dumpling.

However, it is impossible for him to be subdued.

"What's the use of making it look good?"

Feng Dagen bit the skin and took a sip of the soup.

The rich and delicious soup is in the mouth, sweeping the taste buds wantonly.

Feng Dagen took a bite in disbelief.

He froze in place.

Only the mouth is still chewing mechanically.

He couldn't help but whispered: "It's so delicious...."

Feng Dagen understood.

It is really powerful to allow guests to line up in a long queue of more than 40 meters.

He was envious, more jealous.

Why is it that he has been making buns for so many years, but in the end he can't compare to a young guy?

This world is so unfair.

Feng Dagen complained while eating buns.

The more he ate, the more shocked he became.

Can I get the recipe?

This idea suddenly popped up in my heart.

Feng Dagen thinks it is feasible.

But how?

Robbery and looting, torture to extract confessions, these are not punishable.

That's the only option left to spend money on.

Feng Dagen made up his mind that no matter how much it costs, he must buy this formula.

I can't help but start to fantasize in my heart.

After I got the formula, the business exploded, the guests praised it, and I smiled modestly.

The more I think about it, the more excited I get!

He felt that this skill alone was enough for him to earn a house in the capital within a few years.

"It's not too late, let's go now!"

Seeing Feng Dagen hurried out of the store, Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang looked at each other, picked up their mobile phones and started fishing.

"Hey waiter, bring me a cup of soy milk."

"The soya-bean milk machine is right there, take a cup and fill it yourself."

......

Feng Dagen came to the entrance of Shenji restaurant again.

This time he didn't jump the queue again, but chose to queue honestly.

He didn't want to screw up the deal.

Looking at the long queue, Feng Dagen no longer envied him.

He will have it in the future!

After queuing for half an hour, Feng Dagen finally stepped into the store.

Fortunately, the previous guests had already finished eating and left.

Otherwise, he might be scolded and run away while queuing.

However, those guests probably never imagined that Feng Dagen would be so stinky and shameless.

When Ye Yirou saw Feng Dagen, although she was very angry, she still stepped forward to say hello: "Hello, what do you want to eat?"

There was a flash of greed in Feng Dagen's eyes, but he concealed it very well, and said with a flattering smile:

"Sister, I don't want to buy anything, can I talk to Manager Shen?"

Shen Yi came out and said lightly: "What do you want from me?"

Feng Dagen is indeed an old fritter who has been in the society for many years.

As long as there is interest, the first second kills the father and the enemy, and the next second the life and death brothers talk happily with each other.

Feng Dagen tutted his tongue and praised: "Oh, brother Shen is really a good-looking talent!"

Then he bowed his head and looked guilty: "I'm really sorry for what happened just now. I shouldn't have jumped in line. I came here to apologize."

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, and saw Feng Dagen come to apologize.

Shen Yi smiled and said: "It's okay, we are all neighbors, what do you call Big Brother?"

A cunning flashed in the corner of Feng Dagen's eyes.

Young man, fight with me?

Ye Yirou was always vigilant.

She felt that Feng Dagen was not a good person.

This kind of person is the kind of villain who can stab you in the face with a smile.

"Yes, yes, everyone is a neighbor. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, right, brother Shen?"

Shen Yi nodded.

Feng Dagen smiled and said, "My name is Feng Dagen. If Brother Shen doesn't mind, just call me Brother Feng."

"Well, Brother Feng, what else do you need? I'm busy now."

Feng Dagen pretended to be hesitant: "Brother Shen, Brother Feng, I really have something to ask for."

"What's the matter? Help me as much as you can."

"That's right. I tasted the steamed stuffed bun you made, brother Shen. Oh, the taste is really amazing. Brother Feng and I have never eaten such a delicious steamed stuffed bun."

Feng Dagen said this sincerely.

No one can lie in front of absolute food, because your body is honest.

Shen Yi frowned slightly, nodded: "Thank you, there is still room for improvement."

Feng Dagen rubbed his hands, hehe said with a smile:

"As the saying goes, live and learn, can Brother Shen teach Brother Feng?"

He patted his chest: "Brother Shen, don't worry, I have learned it, and I promise not to compete with you, I can swear!"

Seeing Shen Yi's silence, Feng Dagen hastily said:

"To be honest, brother Shen, my breakfast shop is going to be sold out, and life in the imperial capital is too hard!

Brother Feng, I want to go back to my hometown to develop, so I want to learn some skills from you, Brother Shen, so I can gain a foothold when I go back. "

Feng Dagen thought to himself: Hmph, when I learn it, I will mess up your shop in a week!

"It's really not good, I can give you money."

Ye Yirou looked anxiously, it turned out that Feng Dagen came here for Baozi.

No, Shen Yi, you absolutely cannot agree.

Shen Yi smiled helplessly:

"I'm sorry, Brother Feng, my skills were passed down from my ancestors, and my ancestors issued a death order, and we are determined not to pass them on to outsiders."

"If I teach Brother Feng you, then I will be an unworthy descendant. How can I see the ancestors in the underground?"

Feng Dagen let out an 'oops' and said strangely:

"Brother Shen, you're wrong. What era is it now? The 21st century! Feudal superstitions are no good."

He patted his chest: "You pass it on to me, Brother Feng promises to carry it forward for you!

In this way, the ancestors of your family know you well, and they will definitely not blame you, but will praise Brother Shen that you know how to keep pace with the times! "

Shen Yi shook his head: "No, no, unless the ancestors tell me personally, otherwise I dare not open the door."

Feng Dagen vomited blood angrily.

Your tm ancestors have already broken down into atoms, and you still tell you?

Ye Yirou also reacted, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

He quickly lowered his head and blocked it with the back of his hand.

This guy Shen Yi looks quite honest, he didn't expect to be so good at fooling people.

And it's serious and serious.

so bad!

If you dare to fool me in the future, hum!