Urban God-level Selection System

Chapter 763: Pandian

Zhang Wanlin found a small shop in the scenic area to eat.

The size of the restaurant is not very large, there are only four dining tables, neatly arranged side by side in the restaurant.

One of them asked Chaos and the other asked for noodles.

"Boss, your business doesn't seem to be good here."

Zhang Wanlin said.

"Yeah, it's the off-season of the scenic spot, business is also declining, but the rent is still high, I have already planned to exit.

The boss sighed, "It's better to open a small shop outside to do business here, so that you don't sigh every day like this."

This small shop is located inside the scenic spot, and the topography needless to say; most of those who can come to the scenic spot also have the ability to consume high.

The only flaw is the scale.

Even in the peak season, the consumption of small shops is especially easy to be saturated, and the four dining tables are the ceiling.

"Can't we expand the scale to win?"

Zhang Wanlin asked.

"I want to expand, but the scenic spot is unwilling."

Zhang Wanlin thought for a while and said, "Are you sure you want to quit?"

"Listen to what you mean, do you want to take down my shop?"

"Boss, you guessed it."

"The rent here is not cheap, but it is about 30,000 yuan a month, plus twice the utility bill. It is fine in the peak season, but it is a daily loss of money in the off-season."

The boss spoke earnestly.

"Ok, I know."

"Do you know there is more to order?"

"Correct."

This is the first time that the boss has seen such a strange young man. Has the mind of young people changed?

"Well, since you want to get a license, then I won't cheat you.

You can just give me the store fee directly. As for the decoration fee, it will be waived. "

"Okay, then it's a deal."

That night, the two signed a contract, and the boss finally got rid of this loss-making shop. As for Zhang Wanlin, he found a good leisurely job.

Under this store, he was not planning to make money, but just looking for something to do.

Now he has the advanced cooking skills that the system gives away. Isn't it just right to be the owner of this small shop?

Sitting in the store, Zhang Wanlin said to Luo Yuqing: "Now you are the guy in the store."

Luo Yuqing asked: "Then what am I responsible for?"

"Be responsible for the vase."

So the next day, the Sunny Hotel opened. The owner is a young man and the waiter is a beautiful woman.

This shop is hidden in the lush forest, opposite to the beauty of the sea and the sky.

The white feathers of seagulls flew over the small shop, and the ethereal voices of their voices echoed in the waves of the sea.

Even if he couldn't see Luo Yuqing around him, he was still intoxicated by the atmosphere at this moment.

However, the fly in the ointment is that the location is too remote, and few tourists can find this small hotel.

All morning, as the previous boss said, there was no business at all.

"Not a single guest."

Luo Yuqing said.

She sat in the courtyard outside the store for a long time, and the sea breeze was blowing her hair.

With the endless seascape against the backdrop of the green trees and red flowers, she really looks like a daughter of the sea.

Do you know how beautiful you are at this moment?

This involuntarily reminded Zhang Wanlin of the old man.

"It doesn't matter, guests will always come."

Zhang Wanlin leaned against the railing, letting the wind flirt, "I think the name of this restaurant needs to be changed."

"What should I change?"

"Change to Yuanlai Hotel.

Only destined guests come to this hotel.

You see, this is poetic and memorable. "

Luo Yuqing couldn't help but laugh: "If there are fewer guests, there will be fewer guests. What does it have to do with fate?"

At the same time, she was moved by Zhang Wanlin's optimistic spirit.

It seemed that even if all the big winds and waves in the world rushed to him, he could smile calmly.

"Well, what are you going to eat?

The owner of the shop personally cooks, the opportunity is not lost. "

"It feels like you don't cook like you usually do. Are you delicious?"

"Are you questioning the boss?"

"Ok."

Zhang Wanlin rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen, "Don't praise me later."

With the knowledge of advanced cooking skills, a recipe was naturally formed in Zhang Wanlin's mind.

The recipe slowly turned to the first page.

Zhang Wanlin's knife technique is proficient and precise, and his fire control is just right.

Stir fry, stir and spoon, all actions are like a senior chef.

The food is not ready yet, the smell is already floating on the tip of Luo Yuqing's nose.

She sniffed, it smelled really good.

This can't help but arouse her appetite and make her hungry.

The seagulls screamed and came together in twos and threes. They stopped on the railing and the spire of the house. For a time, there were seagulls flapping their wings everywhere.

It seems that they are also like Luo Yuqing, waiting for the food to come out.

The ocean wave under the hotel was surging and the sea breeze was blowing.

Pan-fried sardines, golden anchovies, potato squid soup, etc. are placed on the table one by one. The rich color looks like a full-feast of Han Chinese.

"I think someone is drooling."

Zhang Wanlin was joking.

"Where is it."

"I guess these little friends want to dine with us."

Zhang Wanlin looked at these seagulls.

A seagull landed on his shoulder without fear of being born, and called out, as if quite agree with him.

Zhang Wanlin went to serve meals to the group of seagulls alone again, and the atmosphere seemed pleasant.

Luo Yuqing picked up a small piece of sardine and put it into her mouth, and the sauce burst from the full body of the fish instantly. The spicy flavor lingered on the taste buds, and the umami overflowing from it seemed to make her see a live fish roaming freely. In the ocean.

This kind of deliciousness was the first time she had eaten it in her life.

A thousand words can't describe the mood at this moment.

"You made it really delicious."

She said.

Zhang Wanlin proudly said: "I said, don't praise me."

Under the flying of seagulls, the two had a meal in a cordial and natural atmosphere.

There is a feeling that Muran rises in Luo Yuqing's heart-that is home.

It is really inexplicable irony that a stranger who has never met gave her the feeling of home many years ago.

Her eyes filled with tears unknowingly.

"what happened to you?"

Zhang Wanlin saw her abnormality and asked.

"It's okay, my eyes got sand."