I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 325
To be honest, Xu Yang has never experienced the occasion of serving lunch to thousands of people at once.

There are thousands of people, and there is no limit.

When there are many people dining, even if it is just a simple bowl of noodles for one person, it is really unusual.

Xu Yang alone would definitely not be able to complete it.

So Xu Yang took Miss Zhao, Zhang Tianxiang, and Liu Xiaohu, the two knives that had been in the kitchen several times, all with them.

They definitely couldn't do complicated things, so Xu Yang asked them to do some trivial things like adding water and kneading noodles.

Xu Yang didn't let go of those guys who were making free lunches in the kitchen.

He expropriated all those guys at the price of one tael of silver per person.

These guys are more or less basic, Xu Yang asked them to be responsible for rolling, cutting and stretching the noodles.

And Xu Yang himself is doing some general work.

Time is limited, no time to make broth?

It's okay, almost no one eats the free lunch. Xu Yang re-seasoned the large buckets of mutton soup they boiled and used it as broth.

No glutinous rice, no miscellaneous sauce?

It's okay, Xu Yang exchanged dozens of cans of mushroom meat sauce directly from the exchange area of ​​the system.

Then chop up all the pork and mutton left in the kitchen, add them to the ready-made mushroom meat sauce, and stir-fry them together.

By the time those guys finished making the noodles, the meat sauce on Xu Yang's side had already released a tempting aroma.

Afterwards, five cauldrons were fired at the same time.

Xu Yang transferred the two knives who had finished making noodles to be responsible for the following.

On the chopping board opposite, dozens of large bowls are lined up.

Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar...

Xu Yang waved his hands and added various seasonings to these large bowls.

After the noodles in the pot are cooked, put them into a bowl.

Add a few slices of green vegetables and a spoonful of meat sauce.

The hand-rolled noodles with strong sauce flavor are just so steaming out of the pan.

The guys waiting outside the kitchen were already starving.

Smelling the tangy aroma of soy sauce, the saliva hanging from the corner of the mouth immediately flowed down three thousand feet.

Dozens of bowls of noodles were brought out of the kitchen by Fang Dequan and Deng Wenbin, who had no culinary skills and could only work hard in front of Xu Yang, and they were snatched away in an instant.

Xu Yang didn't send anyone to collect the money either. He got a big wooden box without a cover, pasted a piece of paper on it, put the wooden box at the kitchen door, and ignored it.

Seeing this, Zhang Tianxiang, who was pouring noodles into the pot, immediately worried, "Shopkeeper, aren't you afraid that those guys will just pat their butts and leave after eating the noodles?"

Fang Dequan, who just came back from the door, also said worriedly: "That's right, if those guys who have finished eating noodles only pay one or two pennies, wouldn't we be at a loss?"

Xu Yang shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, as long as they can save that face, it doesn't matter if they don't pay."

Before the second pot of noodles came out of the oven, the guy who grabbed the noodles first had already eaten the bowl of hand-rolled noodles with a tangy sauce, and there was not even soup left.

You know, the mutton soup re-seasoned by Xu Yang by adding monosodium glutamate and various spices makes each noodle soaked in it exuding a freshness and sweetness that has never been seen before.

Coupled with the spoonful of the fragrant sauce with mushroom meat sauce as the main body, it is completely integrated into the noodles.

This bowl of seemingly simple noodles instantly becomes supremely delicious.

The guy stuck out his tongue, licked it around his lips, and smacked his lips. Then he remembered that he hadn't paid yet.

But he looked around, but no one asked him to collect money.

The guy was a little puzzled.

He had already eaten up a huge bowl of noodles.

He is also extremely satisfied with the taste of this bowl of noodles.

But damn, what's the price of this bowl of noodles?Who should he give the money to?
Just as he was troubled by this question, the second batch of noodles was taken out of the kitchen again.

This guy quickly stopped Fang Dequan who was in charge of serving the bowl: "Little brother, how much is a bowl of noodles? Who should I give the money to?"

Today, the top of Yuntai Mountain is full of heroes from all over the world.

With so many people watching, he didn't want to be mistaken for a freeloader.

Fang Dequan, who was in charge of doing coolies, had no idea how much he should charge for this bowl of noodles.

But as to who collects the money, he is very clear.

Immediately, Fang Dequan pointed to the uncovered wooden box by the door, "Brother, just throw the money over there. As for the price, it's up to you to decide."

The guy opposite was speechless.

Damn it, he is nearly forty years old, and this is the first time he has encountered such a good thing to set his own price after eating.

He raised his eyes and looked forward, and saw a note pasted on the uncovered wooden box: "Please pay according to your heart!"

But in the next second, this guy has already started to make trouble.

Consciously pay with your heart?
So how much should he pay?
In his opinion, this bowl of noodles may seem simple, but the taste is not inferior to yesterday's nutritious set meal.

You know, the nutrition package for lunch yesterday sold for two taels of silver.

In such a large crowd, if he releases less, will he be ridiculed?
Regarding this point, this guy really has no idea.

The next moment, the guy gritted his teeth, took out three taels of silver from his pocket, and threw it into the wooden box.

Injustice is a small matter, but embarrassment is a big one.

In front of so many heroes in the world, he can't lose his face just because of a few taels of silver.

For his own face, this guy threw money very readily.

But the other guy standing behind him was almost about to yell.

Sir, for such a simple bowl of noodles, does it cost three taels of silver?
You are pockmarked, not called pockmarked, this is purely a scam.

As the old saying goes: Lessons learned from past mistakes, teachers of future generations!
Just imagine, the guy in front threw three taels of silver into the wooden box, would he have the nerve to give less?

Does he have no face?

nonexistent!

So the next moment, the guy in second place took out five taels of silver from his pocket and threw it into the wooden box.

Damn, if you can cheat people, can't I?

Anyway, he has to be cheated, so he might as well cheat.

This scene left Fang Dequan dumbfounded.

My mother kisses my second uncle and grandpa, what is going on?Are these two guys crazy?

Before that, he was always worried that someone would pay a penny or two directly after eating the noodles.

Anyway, there is no clear price tag, who the hell is willing to pay more than that.

Unexpectedly, these two guys with broken heads actually threw three taels and five taels of silver into the wooden box respectively.

Damn, is such a simple bowl of noodles really worth three or five taels of silver?
(End of this chapter)