Today is the day when "Zeng Sao Rice Noodles" is opened. Early in the morning, before dawn, Wang Bo and his parents rode their bikes to the rice noodle shop in the city.

When I arrived at the rice noodle shop, I cooked water, hot soup, and made ingredients. People from all over the world used rice noodle as breakfast, and at least half of the sales a day, all rely on the period from 7:00 to 9:00 in the morning.

Wang Bo divided the work of the three of them: his stepfather was responsible for the mao rice noodles in the kitchen, his mother served the rice noodles, cleaned the tables after the meal and washed the dishes, and he himself was responsible for welcoming guests and collecting money in the lobby. At first, his plan was to let his mother be responsible for the mao rice noodles and his stepfather cleaned the tables, but later he felt that the waiter in the front hall still allowed his mother who was kind and smiling on his face to do it. Through these few days of training, the stepfather was already very skilled in grasping the amount of ingredients and the time for mao rice noodles, so Wang Bo was relieved to hand over the heavy responsibility of mao rice noodles to him.

"Baer, ​​will the business be good today?" Zeng Fanyu had already stood by the store and looked out several times, and found that no one had come to eat, so he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Mom, don't worry, the business will be good. Now it's not even seven o'clock, so those who work may get up. We're getting up early today, and we can be half an hour late tomorrow." Wang Bo comforted his mother and said. The first day of business, the whole family had no experience. Based on the principle that early birds eat insects, the whole family got up at five o'clock in the morning, washed up and rushed into the city.

"Boss, what kind of rice noodles do you have here?" As he was speaking, an aunt carrying a basket entered the store. When he saw two old and young salesmen wearing red shirts, black trousers, and "poke hats" with "unparalleled" on his head, he was obviously stunned, but he didn't say anything, just looked up and down.

"Auntie, come in and sit down. We have beef, fat intestines, pork ribs, eels, chicken miscellaneous rice noodles in clear soup, two taels, one piece of five, three taels, which one do you eat?" Seeing that a guest came to the door, Wang Bo quickly ended the conversation with Zeng Fanyu and quickly met him.

"Then let's have a bowl of fat intestines!" said the aunt.

"Then are you spicy? "

"Qinghong Soup!" Qinghong Soup means "generally spicy" in all directions.

"Okay. A bowl of fat intestines - Qinghong Soup -!" Wang Bo sang aloud so that the father in the kitchen could understand, "Auntie, please wait for a while and bring it to you immediately." Wang Bo bluntly at his mother and signaled her to serve rice noodles.

As long as you heat the soup, boil boil water, prepare the ingredients in advance, and it takes only ten seconds to produce a bowl of rice noodles, which is very quick. Shortly after Wang Bo finished speaking, a bowl of steaming hot and spicy fat intestine was brought up by Zeng Fanyu and placed in front of the aunt.

"Please use it!" The mother said to the aunt. Of course, this was taught by Wang Bo, and it was part of his training for his mother these days. Although there are many shops selling rice noodles in Sifang, the service attitude is pitifully rare. Not to mention various polite words, it is rare to be enthusiastic about treating others. Many people have no sense of "customers are God". Wang Bo came from later generations, and his purpose was not to just open a rice noodle shop with a hot business in Sifang, but to use this store as the mother version to quickly expand and build his chain group. Therefore, in addition to the external image of the store and his family, the internal service quality, which is the so-called soft power, is also the object of his attention. The reason why he exchanged his hot mother and his cold father was also based on this reason.

"Oh, OK!" The aunt seemed in a good mood. She wiped out the caution and restraint she had when she first entered the store, and there was a smile on her face at this time. She had eaten rice noodles for decades, and she had never felt the feeling of being at home, being held by someone, and being carried. Today she had gained a lot of experience.

The relaxation on the aunt's face made Wang Bo know that he and his mother's warm and kind hospitality just now played a role. But this is just the first step, and the most important thing is the taste of rice noodles. This is the key to whether Wang Bo's "Zeng Sao Rice Noodles" can truly become popular, and it is also the key to whether his Zeng's catering chain group can grow.

So, as soon as the aunt picked up the chopsticks, Wang Bo observed the aunt's expression quietly and nervously, not far from the aunt.

Fortunately, there was no frowning, no face change, and no chopsticks. The whole process of eating rice noodles seemed very focused, and the expression on his face was relaxed and happy. This was an expression that was more satisfied with rice noodles.

At this point, Wang Bo's heart was very calm!

"My little brother, your rice noodles tastes good. I have eaten rice noodles for decades, but I have never tasted like you. By the way, can you pack it? My granddaughter is about to get up, so I will give her two taels to go back for breakfast." The aunt put down the chopsticks in her hand, picked up the napkin on the table and wiped her lips, which were so oily that she ate.

"Why can't you pack it? Do you still need the fat intestines of Qinghong soup?" Wang Bo glanced at the rice noodles bowl on the aunt's table and found that the soup and water were all drunk by the aunt in front of him, leaving only a little chili rice at the bottom of the bowl. Wang Bo's heart was filled with joy.

"My granddaughter likes to eat eels. Do you give her two taels of eels? Also, she eats spicy food, so you give her red soup." said the aunt.

"You have to! Then wait for a moment. It'll be fine soon. Two taels of eels - red soup -!" Wang Bo sang loudly again.

Soon, Zeng Fanyu took out the rice noodles that had been made with a pack of rice, and handed them to the aunt. The aunt paid the money and left.

"Boer, look, the aunt just now even drank the soup. Does this mean that our rice noodles are delicious?" Zeng Fanyu, who was cleaning the dishes, looked happy at the rice noodles bowl that was eaten clean by the aunt.

"It must be delicious, mom! Otherwise, why did she even drink all the soup and water!" Wang Bo said with a smile.

"Boss, what kind of sausage are there here?" A middle-aged man walked into the store.

"Uncle, come in and sit down. We have beef in red soup, fat intestines, pork ribs, eels, chicken miscellaneous rice noodles, two taels, one chunk of five, three ounces of two, which one do you eat?"

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Since the first old lady entered the store, Wang Bo's family has no time to rest. Just the word "good" is not enough to describe the booming business, but "very good" and "good"! In the front hall, Wang Bo placed a total of six tables, each of which can sit four people, four, six twenty-four people, and twenty-four people at the same time, which is not a small number.

But even so, at the best time of business, that is, at the peak of work, all twenty-four seats were full, and there were not enough, so many guests could only stand outside and wait, while some guests who were in a hurry or were unwilling to wait left and went to other places to eat.

This scene made Wang Bo both happy and heartbroken. However, the business that came to the door was too good was too good. What else could Wang Bo do besides smiling bitterly?

"It seems that we need to consider expanding the business area or preparing branches." The lost customers made Wang Bo realize that his rice noodle shop is still too small. Once the business is slightly better, he will face the loss of customers, which is something he will never want to see.

However, this is not the only thing that worried Wang Bo. With the continuous booming business, Zeng Fanyu was too busy to clean the dining table and washing chopsticks and dishes alone. For this reason, Wang Bo had to help his mother clean up.

It was not until after nine o'clock that several uncles and the Empress came over with two large flower baskets, and the shortage of staff was temporarily alleviated. With the help of the Empresses, they finally dealt with the wave of breakfast guests in the morning.

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Special thanks to my brother "To be a good person" for his reward again!

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