C13 Crowded out

"This... "It's alright!" Yang Song didn't dare to say that he sold a hundred strings of 100 yuan 'grilled gluten' every day. Ten thousand yuan a day, but he didn't want to scare this brother to death.

"That's good! Previously, you were tricked by someone into giving you a salary of two months and only getting a fast food car. We were also worried that you would only get a little bit of income! If he couldn't hold on any longer, then tell his brother! It's not short of money! " Wang Xu stood up, sincerely patting Yang Song on the shoulder. Then he hummed and went to the bathroom to wash up. He had touched the meat of the afternoon and should have washed it long ago.

Yang Song slightly smiled, his heart felt warm. After all, his brother was very reliable!

Since all of the gluten for today had been sold out, Yang Song couldn't be bothered to go out. He hid in his dorm to have a good rest. There were classes tomorrow morning and he still had to buy some in the afternoon.

These two days, Yang Song already had twenty thousand dollars in his pocket. Other than the cost of several hundred dollars, the rest of it was pure profit. How profitable!

However, he probably wouldn't be able to keep roasting the gluten for long. No matter how delicious the food was, there would always be a time when he would be tired of it. Right now, he couldn't just eat it all in one go.

"System, when will I get other kebabs?" After all, you can't possibly keep roasting gluten, right? "

"Because the host's level is too low, there's no way to obtain new dishes. When you level up, you'll be giving away 1 to 5 different types of delicacies!"

"Do you still want to see his face?"

"That's right!"

Come on! He had chosen a system, and it turned out to be a face-saving one? What if he was an African? He would only get one every time he levelled up. How long would it take for him to become the God of Cooking?!

However, he was already lucky enough to have obtained this system. It was enough to prove that he was a European! Hehe!

The next day, after class, Yang Song pushed his cart and ran to the gourmet street. He saw that there was already a peddler at his old seat, and it was surrounded by peddlers. When they saw Yang Song coming over, they all had malicious expressions on their faces.

Yang Song, on the other hand, didn't mind. He pushed the cart to a corner. Normally, when other people walked to this corner, they would already have eaten their fill. Therefore, basically no one was willing to place this place here.

The fragrance of the wine was not afraid of the alleyway being too deep. Yang Song was currently in such a state. He slowly arranged his ingredients and then placed the small sign in front of the car.

"Peerless Grilled Noodle Roll. This is the only one. A string of one hundred yuan."

After that, he quietly produced a hundred strings of roasted gluten, pretending to be the type that was baked at home and sold directly.

Suddenly, Yang Song's cell phone rang! He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. However, it was from Luo City, so he connected it.

"Hello! "May I ask who you are?"

"Boss!" Where did you go? I found you this morning and now I'm starving! If you don't show up now! "

"Hmm? "You are?"

The voice sounded familiar, but Yang Song just couldn't remember who it was. The person on the other end of the line hurriedly said, "It's Chen Ming!" Where are you? "

"Hmm? Where did you get my number? " Yang Song was a little confused, so he gave a simple explanation, "Xiaoqi found out you were in the same school as her, I checked and found your dorm. I gave your roommate 100 dollars and you told me!"

This group of bastards, a hundred dollars was enough to buy it. However, he knew that Chen Ming was a big customer, so he indifferently said: "You go inside, I'm in the back!"

"Inside?" Wait a moment! Don't hang up! I'm coming over now! "

"Hey hey hey!" I see you! "

Just as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and saw a black shadow running over hastily. Who else could it be but Chen Ming?

Yang Song placed the roasted gluten on top of the charcoal to heat it up and asked curiously, "Didn't you eat it yesterday?" Why are you in such a hurry today? "

"Stop talking. If I didn't see you roast it with my own eyes, I would really be worried that you put some random stuff there. Now, whatever I eat has no flavor. I'm only thinking about your roasted gluten!" Chen Ming looked at the roasted gluten rolling on Yang Song's hand. He almost drooled at the sight of it!

"Alright, alright!" Yang Song looked at Chen Ming with disdain, "Stay away from me, how can I sell your saliva if it enters my mouth!"

"Hehe!" I'm sorry! I'm hungry! "

Chen Ming scratched his head in embarrassment, then he really took a step back. Yang Song passed the five baked gluten skewers to Chen Ming and said, "I reckon you don't even have enough to eat five. Eat first, I'll help you grill it slowly!"

"Boss, you really know me!" Chen Ming did not hold back and immediately stuffed the gluten into his mouth.

After eating until his mouth was full of oil, Chen Ming suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "Boss, do you have anything to drink here?" It's not enough to just eat the grilled gluten! "

That's right! I don't think I have anything to drink here. It would be great if I could have something to drink after I level up in the future!

"No, if you want to drink some drinks, there's a snack bar nearby. Go buy it yourself!" Yang Song shook his head and continued roasting the gluten.

Chen Ming curled his lips and didn't seem to care. He continued to eat the roasted gluten, and very quickly, all five of the skewers were finished. He took the five skewers from Yang Song and continued eating.

Yang Song, on the other hand, wasn't worried about Chen Ming not paying. Rich people like him ate with a reputation. If he had to pay the bill with this little amount of money, it would be embarrassing for others to call him Mister Chen!

When it came to the thirteenth string, Chen Ming ate his fill and burped comfortably, "Boss, it's enough. I'm full, but I still need to pack ten more strings!" My sister wants to eat it! "

"Alright!" "Wait a moment!" Yang Song now felt a little familiar with the situation. His hands quickly moved and very quickly, he was able to pack everything up.

After paying the bill, Chen Ming was about to leave when a surprised voice called out from beside him.

"Boss!" When I arrived on this street, I could smell the fragrance of your toasted gluten. After walking around in a big circle, I couldn't find you. Instead, I could smell the smell of several families roasting gluten! But they are all lies! "

A potbellied man ran over while wiping his sweat. Seeing Yang Song looking at him with a smile, he waved his hand and shouted, "Five strings first!"

"Good job!" Please wait a moment! " Yang Song nodded. He grabbed five kebabs and began to heat them up.

With these two people, and with the fragrance gradually spreading far away, everyone was running towards where they were looking for the smell. All the hawkers revealed troubled expressions, they knew that Yang Song's gluten was very strong, so they specially went to increase the connection with the gluten. It already tasted very good, but why didn't they want to come over to have a taste of their own?