Food anchors must be decathlons

For a while, Yu Minghan didn't know what to say in the future.He stood silently thinking about countermeasures, without moving for a long time.

Gu Shenxing on the opposite side didn't urge him, he stood there wearing a high-end suit that was incompatible with the food street, looked at Yu Minghan calmly, and waited for the other party's answer.Judging by his appearance, it seemed that he was certain of the choice Yu Minghan would make.

In the bustling food street, only the atmosphere there was so frozen that it was frightening.

"Brother Yu is going back to inherit the family business?" Not far away, a rich second generation looked at Yu Minghan who had just fallen silent, and murmured softly, not knowing who he was asking.

"Maybe." He Feng held the plate, looked at Yu Minghan's straight back, and said softly, "No matter what Brother Yu does, I will support him."

"What about our barbecue stall?" Chen Xuyan looked at the local gold logo on the table, and asked, "Do you just give up like this?"

"I don't know how you guys choose, but I will definitely stay here and continue the 'same style of local tyrants'." A rich second generation said firmly.

Chen Xuyan said quietly: "Then because of poor barbecue skills, you ended up going bankrupt?"

Being too blunt is always annoying sometimes.Standing there, Chen Xuyan received dissatisfied looks from everyone.

But thanks to Chen Xuyan's words, these rich second generations lost their obsession with continuing to set up stalls, and the heavy atmosphere was inexplicably relieved by more than half.

The rich second generations said one after another: "Then I'd better go back with Brother Yu to have fun at Yu's house, and let this place stay at its most beautiful time forever."

In front of the oven, Yu Minghan smelled a slight burnt smell from the oven.This smell told him that it was time for him to turn over the crab and brush it with oil.

Yu Minghan had no intention of continuing to remain silent, and quickly brushed the crab with oil and turned it over.

Yu Minghan finished handling the crabs on the oven, and after thinking about his words for a while, he raised his head and met Gu Shenxing's eyes: "But, uncle, if I go back, I really won't be happy. "

Tiantiandou's stepmother didn't say anything, but she still endured nausea and fought with his stepbrother to please a bad old man.At that time, it is estimated that it is just to enter the kitchen to make a dish, and I am afraid that I will have to tear the scene first.And after tearing it up, you may have to be scolded.

The plot is aggrieved and has deviated from the path of a food anchor, and it is estimated that one will be caught as soon as the report is made.And now there are so many fans staring at her...

I'm afraid I have to die.

Yu Minghan thought with a blank expression.

Gu Shenxing could see Yu Minghan's displeasure from the subtle expression on Yu Minghan's face.Although he couldn't guess Yu Minghan's identity as the anchor of Vientiane in the Star Realm with his imagination, he could see the strong resistance of the other party from the change in Yu Minghan's eyes.

He wanted to say that those of us always have to inherit the family business and take on responsibilities. We don't have to like it but we have to get used to it.He also wanted to tell Yu Minghan that we have enjoyed the preferential treatment for the past few decades, and now we always have to take on this obligation, make sacrifices and let go of some hobbies.

But in the end, all the words were just thinking about it, and Gu Shenxing didn't even say a word in the end.He looked at the silent, expressionless but extremely pitiful nephew in front of him, and swallowed the sermons he had heard countless times.

The young man in front of him lost his mother, and the only remaining father was no longer his father.

He only has me.

Gu Shenxing thought of his sister, that gentle woman still smiled gently even though she was seriously ill.If she saw Yu Minghan wearing an apron, although she would feel uncomfortable and disagree, she would definitely continue to silently support Yu Minghan's choice in the end.

Gu Shenxing sighed: "Okay, if you like it, then stay here. I'm with the Yu family and the Gu family."

"Thank you uncle." Yu Minghan was a little at a loss, pursing his lips and showing a smile.

He felt the kindness from Gu Shenxing, and thanked him sincerely.

Yu Minghan looked at the crabs that were about to be grilled on the oven, and greeted awkwardly: "Uncle, do you want some grilled crabs?"

"No, thank you." The smell on the stove is very tempting, but when Gu Shenxing thought that this thing had seduced his nephew who was going to inherit the family business, he felt that he really couldn't afford to love barbecue.

Gu Shenxing tried his best to let himself accept the fact that "Yu Minghan is going to have a barbecue", he took a deep breath, and managed to stabilize his heart that was about to explode, so that he could face up to his nephew's career.

He scanned the two small stalls connected together, looking at Yu Minghan's not-so-good open-air working environment and the crowded seats behind.After calculating the flow of people in my mind, I found that the dozen or so people who served dishes in the back were completely wasted.

Just as he was about to mention the layoffs and change of location to his nephew, Gu Shenxing noticed that the faces of the odd jobs were a little familiar.

...In the circle of the rich second generation, is it suddenly popular to organize dry barbecues?

He Feng's group of people saw Gu Shenxing's gaze and hurriedly said hello: "Hello, uncle."

The corner of Gu Shenxing's mouth twitched: "Sorry, I don't think I have so many nephews."

Seeing that the group of young rich second generations were not likely to be easily laid off and sent away, Gu Shenxing changed his thinking direction: Since none of them can be sent away, let's find a place that is big enough.

The storefront originally thought of for his nephew was rejected, so Gu Shenxing directly changed to a place he thought was big enough: "I remember that a floor of Xingyao Building on Minzhu Road has recently become vacant, do you want to go in and change the environment? "

Yu Minghan: "No, there are not enough people."

"Insufficient manpower?" Gu Shenxing looked at the dozen or so young rich second generations behind him.

Seeing Gu Shenxing's inquiring gaze, the second generation of the rich lowered their heads in shame.

Gu Shenxing also probably understood what was going on: "...It must be tiring to raise so many people. Are you short of money recently?"

"Fortunately, it's all at their own expense." Yu Minghan didn't answer Gu Shenxing's question directly, "Is it tiring to support idlers?"

He also felt that there were too many people.

I originally planned to wait for them to get tired of playing and leave by themselves, but I didn't expect them to be able to serve them with plates, which led to more and more people.

Gu Shenxing took the next best thing, and said about the store he had planned: "Then I'll change the store for you. A restaurant near the office building where I work has moved. Where do you think it will be?"

Yu Minghan thought about his increasingly long working hours, and felt a little stuffy.He said to Gu Shenxing seriously: "Uncle, I think staying here is enough."

Gu Shenxing's desire to change places for Yu Minghan never dies: "Really?"

Yu Minghan nodded vigorously, his eyes firm: "Really."

Gu Shenxing was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it anymore: "Okay. If you encounter any problems in the future, remember to call me."

Yu Minghan: "Well, thank you uncle."

Sending away his uncle who was obsessed with wanting to increase his workload, Yu Minghan looked at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, lamenting how difficult life was and feeling that Gu Shenxing was not strong enough to reduce their swallowing time, and then greeted a group of people Faces of curious diners and a bunch of ashamed rich kids.

The diners sitting on the chairs really had curiosity written all over their faces: "Boss, that was your uncle just now. What does your family do, you look so awesome."

Yu Minghan casually said: "Let's do a little business."

"Small businesses still wear couture."

"Just wave your hand and buy the next floor of Xingyao Building for barbecue?"

"Humble speech, I think this must be a humble speech."

"I'm afraid that if you're not the boss, you're the true self of the local tyrant. The same style of the local tyrant is worthy of the same style of the local tyrant."

"The local tyrant baked me a barbecue, my god, it's really touching to think about it."

Seeing that Yu Minghan didn't speak, the diners didn't ask any more questions.They turned their heads and chatted with their friends at the same table, guessing the identity of the owner of the barbecue stall.

...Although they intellectually feel that it is impossible for the local tyrants to come out and make barbecue for them, just thinking of this guess in their minds already makes them feel extremely excited.

Maybe this is the poor relatives of the big boss in the novel.The diners finally guessed like this.

—and thus, their worldview allows them to successfully miss the correct answer.

The little rich second generations finally surrounded them, their cheeks flushed and their eyes wandering, who had always been arrogant in the past.

He Feng looked down at his toes: "Brother, can I learn to barbecue with you tomorrow?"

"Brother Yu, take me with you, I want to learn too."

"Brother Yu, I see that you look really handsome in front of the oven turning skewers, please teach me."

With He Feng speaking, other rich second generations spoke up one after another.Yu Minghan looked at the dozen or so rich second generations who didn't touch the spring water, and felt that he really couldn't move them.

...For things like this, once you have the first one, you want to learn from the others.Not only do you have to set up a stall in one day, but you also have to take a dozen people to learn how to barbecue. Just thinking about it makes me feel tired.

Yu Minghan laughed dryly twice: "Hehe, follow the fate and follow the fate."

He took out his mobile phone, went to a certain treasure and bought a set of Python textbooks.

……

Yu Minghan had been setting up a stall in the food street for almost a month, and the city management also called and asked Yu Minghan to ride his confiscated electric tricycle.

It was in the afternoon when I received the call, when all the ingredients prepared at the stall were sold out. He Feng was holding raw edamame bought from a nearby stall, watching a video and learning how to grill.

Yu Minghan put down the Python textbook in his hand, took out his mobile phone and answered the call.

"Brother Yu, what's the matter?" Hearing the voice, an idle little rich second generation stopped playing with his mobile phone and looked up.

Yu Minghan put down his phone: "Well, the city management just informed me that I can go and get Xiaosanlun back."

The young rich second generations, who were thinking of working hard to create their own value, all expressed their opinions that they could help run errands.

"Brother Yu, let me handle this matter."

"That's right, brother, don't you still want to read books? Leave the trivial things like running errands to us."

"Let me go, I can ride an electric bike!"

"Who doesn't know this, I will too, just let me do it."

For such a job of running errands, these rich second generations actually have to rely on competition.In the end, He Feng was persuaded by "You still have to continue to learn how to grill", and the rest of Chen Xuyan and the second young master of the Xu family relied on shamelessness, rushed into the car while the others expressed their opinions, stepped on the accelerator and ran away to seize it. opportunity.

While cursing shamelessly, the rest of the rich second generation thought about not falling behind others, creating more value, and not being treated as idlers by Brother Yu's uncle.

"There are more and more people, why don't we take down the stall next door, find a snack that doesn't require technology, and expand our assets of 'local tyrants with the same style'."

"I agree, but the question is what are we going to do. These days, no matter what we eat, we have to rely on technology."

"How about getting a sausage machine and Oden? Based on my experience over the years, these two snacks only need to be put into the machine, and there are no technical requirements."

"Then let's do it. I'll get a booth, I'm familiar with this."

"I'm going to buy a machine and customize a logo."

"Then I... wait here for your return."

The owner of the stall next door felt relieved when he heard the movement here.

Sure enough, it was my turn.

The boss thought about the iron squid who had moved to another place in the food street before, and felt that everything that was about to happen was like a predestined fate.

At the same time, the boss felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

——In a while, will the "Tuhao Tongsong" next door dominate the entire food street, and abruptly change the name of this street to Tuhaos Tongsong?

Sure enough, I have to make good money and rent a store to do business later.

Alas, it is so difficult for me.