"Isn't it just that the buns taste more pure and have a longer aftertaste, which is the same as the taste of childhood?

Isn’t it just that people want to eat after eating, but they can’t forget it after eating in the morning and at noon?

Isn’t it just the first Goubuli, the first in Chudu family, who tastes pure?

What's so great about this?

It seems really amazing...

No! This great god doesn't eat food that comes from pity, he will never come tomorrow, and he will not look at you Jiuzhou Ding Food in the future!" (There was changed at the end of the previous chapter, so Da Da Long has this inner monologue. Sorry.)

Long Potian muttered all the way, holding up the small flower umbrella and walked out of the breakfast department.

Zhou Dong shook his head secretly, he didn't want to pretend... But this was a request from the system. If he did not comply, he would directly erase the praise he had already obtained. This loss is not enough, so I can only let this online writer master down.

“Get praise worth one hundred…”

The sudden system prompt sound scared Zhou Dong. Looking at Long Potian's back as he disappeared in the wind and rain, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

The master of online literature who is hard-hearted and soft-hearted, scolds him fiercely, but he gives him a hundred likes by himself. It can be seen that all those related to online literature, whether they are authors or readers, are good people!

Liu Changqing walked up to Zhou Dong and habitually patted his shoulder: "Xiao Zhou, you are getting more and more surprised. Even if you refuse to pack the customer, you must ensure the quality of the food and your reputation. This is something that you must do to become a top chef.

At this point, I am not as good as you."

"Teacher Liu, you have over the award."

Although Liu Changqing politely asked him to call Lao Liu directly, Zhou Dong would not be too arrogant, and he still called him Teacher Liu: "I hope there will be a good start today."

Liu Changqing shook his head, it was difficult... The wind and rain have not weakened, but there is a tendency to strengthen. It is already 7 o'clock, and no guests have come to the door.

Zhou Dong was actually a little worried. Goubuli only sold two cages for fifty cages. If he couldn't sell them, he would be quite embarrassed.

At this moment, in the apartment opposite, Long Potian was checking the novel chapters that were being updated. After thinking about it, he added a complaint to the author's words: "Emmm is so hell, I can't spend money these days!

I just went out for breakfast and met a weird chef... Isn't it just that Goubuli is quite authentic and tastes like the one he was a child? What awesome, I didn't let me pack it!

Draw a circle and curse him, so that he can't sell a basket of buns!"

At the end of the book, Zhou Dong was ridiculed and sarcastic, and Long Potian felt much more relaxed.

"No, isn't this the same thing as I'm doing publicity for the Zhou surname? Why don't I delete this 'author'? Forget it, that guy's skills are actually pretty good, and in fact, this great god doesn't hate him too much.

Let’s take a look at what to eat for lunch first. It’s getting more and more difficult to eat something that you’re satisfied with recently…”

Long Potian picked up his phone and started browsing the takeaway app.

He has almost strict requirements for food. He usually has to go to Pioneer Hotel for breakfast. Lunch is basically the opposite Jiuzhou Dingshi and several big restaurants in Chudu. As one of the masters of a reading website, this guy still has the money to eat.

But how could he find his favorite food on the takeaway platform with his mouth that he knows how to eat? It seems that the rain is getting heavier outside, and it seems inconvenient to go to those restaurants he often goes to...

"By the way! I said I wouldn't go to the breakfast department of Kyushu Dingshi anymore, and didn't I say I wouldn't go to their restaurant?

There are injustice and debts, so I can’t resent the entire Jiuzhou Dingshi because of a bun making kid?

I, the Dragon God, have a broad mind?

So, I’d better go to Jiuzhou Dingshi for lunch today.”

After finding a reason to go to Jiuzhou Dingshi for lunch, Long Potian lay comfortably on the ergonomic chair and began to click on the book review area to view the comments after the updated chapter and the contents of this chapter.

"Damn, Long Da is in Chudu too? You don't have to send a blade now. Just go to the breakfast department of Jiuzhou Dingshi to block him."

"It makes sense and reason. Let him deliberately write the heroine to death! The literary youth should be defeated! But is there really a genuine Goubuli in the breakfast department of Kyushu Dingshi? There should be some more now, I'll go and try it..."

"I'm hungry, too."

Long Potian's popularity is really not a big deal. Within a few minutes of the new chapter, the book review area and this chapter have thousands of comments, and dozens of them are readers living in Chudu.

Long Potian was really scared and sweated. Fortunately, the author did not reveal that he lived in the apartment opposite the Dingshi in Jiuzhou. Otherwise, he would not have been blocked by dozens of readers? A literary author like him might be beaten to death by readers...

"Fortunately, no one knows me, how smart is?"

When the website asked the author to upload avatar, Long Potian knew that he was "deeply sinful". How dare he put the photo on it? So he posted Zhang Erha's avatar. Now he remembered it, he is really lucky.

"No, does that guy named Zhou know his identity, what if he is exposed?"

Long Potian was furious and had a cold war: "No, no, I have to go to the Jiuzhou Dingshi Breakfast Department tomorrow. This is not that my words are not enough, there is a reason!

Since I have gone... I will reluctantly eat two more cages of Goubuli?

I'll pick on his faults.

Yes, that's it!"

At 7:30 am, Liu Changqing met the most incredible thing in his life.

Affected by the typhoon, Chu Du ushered in the biggest storm since the beginning of spring. Passers-by were all in a hurry, and it seemed that they had eaten and drunk enough at home, and then rushed to their respective jobs. Who would come to have breakfast?

Liu Changqing shook his head and sighed, just thinking about whether to close the door early, but fortunately, he made the first batch of buns and fried dough sticks, and at most he lost two pots of soup.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he had this idea, he suddenly became popular in front of the breakfast department.

At first, guests came in in groups of three or three, and then private cars were parked in the few parking spaces in front of the door, some people were running all the way in raincoats and umbrellas, and some people jumped out of the taxi.

"A bowl of soy milk, a cage of gouvulnerable!"

"Two bowls of spicy soup, two cages of goubuli, and two fried dough sticks came. We were all hungry when we ran away!"

"Hurry up, the fragrance of this bun is very attractive. It seems that Long Da is not wrong to introduce it."

"Miss, you are wrong? Why did I come first and give him the buns first? What is this working method? No, I will pick them up by myself!"

Good guy, I just want to eat Goubuli buns, and I also sold a lot of fried buns, fried dumplings, fried dough sticks and so on in the store.

Even Zhou Dong calculated the chefs of the breakfast department thought that the food was going to be over this morning, so they didn't prepare much in advance. Where could they be served temporarily? The scene suddenly became a little confused.

The two welcome ladies were a little too busy to play guest appearances, and the guests didn't wait for the waiter to deliver it to the table, so they spontaneously ran to the food collection office to line up...

Goubuli sold it clean quickly, and the customers all gave Zhou Dong a thumbs up: "Long Da is not wrong to introduce it, we will come tomorrow!"

Chefs with good skills are just beefs. These customers were satisfied with the food and were not dissatisfied with Zhou Dong's limited supply and no packaging allowed.

Master Zhou did the right thing, not worrying about lack of worries but unevenness, this is the only way to be fair!

As a famous saying goes: 'When a person is alone, he does not consider fairness, because the world belongs to him alone.

When he was in the group, he began to long for fairness, because fairness guaranteed that he was human.’——The Heart of Light and Darkness

Customers who did not eat Goubuli had to make up their minds to have a morning show tomorrow and buy some other breakfasts to eat. Zhou Dong still underestimated Liu Changqing. The price of Goubuli must be reduced, and all kinds of breakfasts in the breakfast department also lowered the prices, which meant that he changed the prices of the breakfast department alone.

Seeing that the breakfast was sold almost completely, Liu Changqing laughed and felt that he had not been so comfortable in a few years. While Zhou Dong was unprepared, he patted his shoulder hard.

This kid can always avoid his intimate hand, and this time he was photographed: "Xiao Zhou, it's all up to your bun!"

Zhou Dong smiled, moved his foot away from him before saying, "It's nothing, it's everyone's efforts."

"I'm so humble. Why didn't the business be so good when you didn't come? By the way, Xiao Zhou, how many goubuli buns should we prepare tomorrow?"
Chapter completed!