On a bustling street in Zhongxian County, there is a rice noodle shop that is almost exactly the same as the "Zeng Sao Rice Noodle" in a bustling street in Zhongxian County, whether it is the outside sign or the inside decoration, including the waiter's clothes and hats. If you don't look at the rice noodle shop's sign and walk in directly, diners will probably think they have walked into the "Zeng Sao Rice Noodle" branch in Zhongxian County.

Of course, this is not a "Sao Zeng rice noodles", but a "Secret" that Wang Bo's neighbors, Chen Jiliang and Chen Kun's family, learned to learn how to play, and learned how to play in Handan for a month or two before they could make it.

It has been more than a month since the opening. From the preparation, location selection, decoration, and furniture required to buy rice noodle shops before opening, Chen Kun's uncle has some connections in Zhongxian, and with the guidance of Li Cui, a veteran employee who has been working hard for half a year in "Zeng Sao Mi Noodle" for half a year, it has been quite smooth overall. Although the grade is incomparable to the high standards of "Zeng Sao Mi Noodle" such as "Zeng Sao Mi Noodle" and "KFC", it is not as good as the high standards of "McDonald's" and "KFC", it is not as good as the top, but more than the bottom. Compared with Zhang Xiaojun's "Jiang Jie Mi Noodle" who once "drawn a tiger but not as good as the dog", and other large and small rice noodle shops in Zhongxian, from the hardware and waiters' service level and service awareness

Yan, as long as the "Cheng Ge Mi Noodles" has 80% skill and heat, the "Cheng Ge Mi Noodles" opened, it caused a lot of sensation in the local area. On the opening day, although it was impossible to say that there were crowds of people and it was hard to find one, the forty or fifty seats in the lobby of the rice noodle shop were basically full of seats, leaving no more seats! It can be said that "Cheng Ge Mi Noodles" achieved a very good start, so that on that night, Chen Jiliang, Zou Jiazhi, Chen Kun, Li Cui, Li Cui's old man Li Zhonghua, and his mother Wei Longhua, the two entrepreneurial veterans of the business, bought several kinds of roasted wax, cold dishes, and braised dishes, and dragged a box of beer to celebrate the good start of the business together, and make a fortune in the future!

However, the good times didn't last long!

Because the two families think that their "Cheng Ge Rice Noodles" are as high-end, atmospheric and high-end" as "Cheng Sao Rice Noodles", they also follow "Cheng Sao Rice Noodles" in terms of pricing, for two or two yuan, and three or three yuan. However, the taste of "Cheng Ge Rice Noodles" lacks the three most critical secret recipes of "Cheng Sao Rice Noodles" that Wang Bo worked hard in his previous life for two or three years to study, the three most critical secret recipes of "Cheng Sao Rice Noodles" were tinkered with by the two families themselves, and the taste of "Cheng Sao Rice Noodles" is not as unique as "Cheng Sao Rice Noodles". It makes people feel endless. After eating it for two years, I can only say it is average.

The taste of rice noodles in other rice noodle shops in Zhongxian County is not much different from that in the sauce of "Cheng Ge Rice Noodle"; the sauce of "Cheng Ge Rice Noodle" is not as good as that of "Zeng Sao Mi Noodle". It is a piece of rice, but a little bit, which seems stingy and stingy. Therefore, the grand occasion of the opening day lasted less than half a month and began to decline, day by day. At present, even at the highest peak of dining, the attendance rate of "Cheng Ge Rice Noodle" is only half. Except for some young people who pay attention to the dining environment and do not care about the price, most of them come in and try the fresh ones once, but are unwilling to come again.

The ordinary people in China are realistic and real, and they pursue low prices and good things. "Cheng Ge Mi Fan" is not cheap and good things, so how can the business be booming?

The house was neglected, the business was not good, and it took less than a week. The two families who were originally ambitious and smiling were no longer ambitious, and their smiles faded. Looking at the increasingly depressed business, they were so anxious that they had a tongue sore, the corners of their mouths were blisters, and sighed all day long.

"Or why should we reduce the price? It will be the same as the rice noodle shop around." One day, after closing, when the two families were having dinner together, facing a table of taciturn and no longer laughing and laughing, Li Cui suddenly suggested.

"The price cut is still the same as the ones around?" Chen Kun's mother Zou Jiazhi was stunned immediately, "That's probably not OK! The current business was originally a shortfall. If the price cuts and you earn 50 cents less than a bowl, you would have to lose to Tangjiatuo (it's a big loss). I owe 60,000 or 70,000 yuan to open this rice noodle shop. I don't know if it's time to go to the year of the monkey and horses!" Zou Jiazhi frowned, and he was so angry that he immediately expressed his objection.

"Sister Zou, look, the business in our store was quite good during the opening period. Now there are fewer and fewer customers. I think it is mostly because our price is too high, five cents higher than the outside. Once we lower the price, the business should be better with our luxurious and luxurious decoration. As long as we eat more people, we will make a small profit but sell more, we will still make a lot of money. It is better than the one who is still alive now." Seeing that his daughter's proposal was opposed by Zou Jiazhi as soon as he came up, Wei Longhua was displeased and was busy explaining to his daughter.

"But if a bowl of five cents is reduced, is it too much? Why don't you take a look at two cents first?" Zou Jiazhi said, but his eyes were looking at his husband Chen Jiliang and his son Chen Kun.

Chen Jiliang was smoking Ye Ziyan in his mouth and didn't say anything. Suddenly, he let out a "bia" and spit out a thick phlegm to the floor that had been dragged aside for a short time. When Chen Kun saw it, his face suddenly turned dark and said unhappily: "Old man, I'll call you to spit out the phlegm into the trash can, or to spit out the toilet, why don't you listen? There are no customers now. If the guests see it, they will come to you to eat!!"

Chen Kun's old man Chen Jiliang often smokes Ye Ziqi and has a lot of phlegm, but he has been accustomed to spitting everywhere all his life. Even if Chen Kun, Zou Jiazhi and his son corrected it many times, it was difficult for a while to correct it.

"Are you not there any customers now?" Chen Jiliang, who was scolded by his son in front of his old friend's family and was very authoritative at home, frowned and felt very unhappy.

"You'll be scared away by any guest!" Chen Kun threw down anger, stood up, went to the toilet, and started to use a mop to prepare to drag the thick phlegm that the old man spit on the ground.

"Hey, what's your attitude about dogs? Damn, is it still a little bit too big?" Chen Jiliang immediately slapped the table and roared at Chen Kun's back.

Seeing that the two masters in front of him had a dispute over a thick phlegm, Li Zhonghua quickly came up to smooth things over. Wei Longhua poked Li Cui beside him with her elbow, and lowered her voice, "Cut it quickly and mop the thia!"

After the persuasion of Li Zhonghua, Wei Longhua, and Zou Jiazhi, Chen Kun, who was furious and didn't want to eat, finally sat back. The first sentence he said to the table:

"From tomorrow, two taels, one yuan, five yuan, three taels. Mom, after dinner, I went to a nearby stationery store to buy two pieces of rice paper, brush and ink."

"If you have to, you have to! Lower the price! Let's cut the price for a while first. If it really doesn't work, then raise the price." Before Zou Jiazhi could speak, Wei Longhua was busy agreeing.

Chen Jiliang didn't say anything, but the leaves in his mouth were burning even more violently.

The next day, the price of "Chen Ge Rice Noodles" began to return to the level of ordinary rice noodles in Zhongxian, which is two taels, one yuan, five yuan, and three taels.

Not to mention, as the price dropped, the number of people coming in to have dinner that day was 20% higher than usual. This made the two partners who had not smiled for more than half a month rekindled a smile of hope on the faces of the two partners who had not had a smile.

As the news of the price reduction of "Cheng Ge Mi Fans" has been gradually conveyed, the business of "Cheng Ge Mi Fans" has gradually improved. Although it has not been "popular" in the days of opening, compared with the stagnant pool of water some time ago, it can be said that it has come back to life.

However, the good times did not last long - and the good times did not last long. Chen Kun's old man Chen Jiliang paid the price for his "spitting anywhere", a heavy price.

It was a sunny day. Chen Jiliang, who was in charge of rice noodles in the kitchen, chatting with Li Zhonghua, who was also rice noodles, while venting enthusiastic rice noodles. Soon after, when he became addicted to cigarettes, he began to take out the leaf cigarette and light it with a lighter, stuff it into his mouth, and sucked the rice noodles while emitting mist.

Not long after, a fashionable middle-aged lady walked into the kitchen with a bowl. As soon as she walked into the door, she was about to shout the chef wearing a high white hat in front of her to add some oil to her bowl. When she heard a "bia chirping", a ball of yellow and bubbled liquid flew directly towards the fur on her body like a cruise missile.

"Oh my God--" With a scream, the middle-aged lady wearing fur immediately let out a pig-killing scream. The rice noodles bowl in her hand also "helped" it and fell to the ground, splashing oil and water, making the lady's feet look like a pair that had been worn for only two days, and the one that had been brushed by Cheng Liang was messed up.

Seeing the thick yellow phlegm on the fur lady's furry collar, Chen Jiliang, the initiator, was stunned on the spot.

"Sister, sister, yes, I'm sorry! I'll wipe it clean for you!" Chen Jiliang, who was frightened, stuttered, subconsciously picked up a ball of black and oily on the desk. He used the rag to wipe the table, and wanted to wipe the fur lady. The thick phlegm on the collar of the fur, which was unknown whether it was mink hair, rabbit hair or other hair.

"Climb! Climb farther for me-!" The fur lady screamed, tilting her head to take off the fur on her body. She just looked at the mouth of yellow and thick phlegm beside her chin, and she almost vomited it out.

The fur lady's scream, like a pig, soon attracted Chen Kun, who was checking in the front desk, to the kitchen.

"What's wrong? Sister, what's wrong?" Chen Kun, who came in, hurriedly rushed to the fur lady who was taking off her clothes, and the monk said in a daze.

"I, I accidentally spitted the phlegm on her." Chen Jiliang, the old man of Chen Kun, said with a pale face and Qiqiai Ai. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the fur lady in front of him throw the fur she took off and hit her head.
Chapter completed!