I open a restaurant in the interstellar

Chapter 42 Lottery
When Song Yiren and the little black cat came back, they were startled.

Early in the morning, her shop was full of people.

"Boss, you are back. I have been standing here with my parents for two hours."

When Song Yiren was around, let the little black cat stand guard outside, and they were not allowed to line up.

So as soon as Song Yiren left, these people came over and waited in line to open the door.

You know, these parents can line up day and night for a degree.

For the future of their children, they will fall into a state of madness.

But now, there are things that can improve one's child's talent, the key is that the price is not very expensive, so people don't queue like crazy.

According to the usual school arrangement, the hot and sour vermicelli that Song Yiren can make in a day is also limited, and his own children can't eat it.

This Saturday and weekend, the school doesn't care.

Coupled with the begging of my own child, I didn't immediately bring the child over to line up.

"But I can cook for you right away, but this meal doesn't cook so quickly."

Seeing so many people, Song Yiren naturally wouldn't deliberately put on a show like the male lead in the novel she had read before, and wouldn't open the door until the time came. After all, she opened the door for business.

"Boss, we brought our own rice, it's still hot, as long as I can give my children a hot and sour vermicelli."

"That's fine, then I'll make you a hot and sour vermicelli."

This family came to the front, the first position.

"Boss, this is not fair, the people behind us also want to eat hot and sour vermicelli."

"That's right! So many of us are queuing up, isn't it just for hot and sour fans, if there are no hot and sour fans, what's the point of queuing?"

"Boss, I'll pay ten times the price. I want a hot and sour vermicelli."

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Song Yiren's eyes lit up when he heard the ten times the price, isn't the purpose of opening a shop to make money?
But this hot and sour vermicelli is the price set by the system.

And it only works best when you eat it for the first time, mainly because Song Yiren is not strong enough to make too many servings.

Otherwise, after a few days, these people will not be able to eat any more.

Song Yiren thought for a while, and said to everyone: "The first person in line, I will give him a bonus today, he can buy a hot and sour vermicelli.

The hot and sour vermicelli dish in my store is temporarily off the shelves. All customers who come into the store can draw a lottery in the lottery box at the door. Those who touch the blue ball can eat hot and sour vermicelli, and those who touch the white ball You don't need to enter the store, if you want to enter the store, you can't eat hot and sour vermicelli.

Each person can only draw once a day, and the whole process will be supervised by my pet beast. If you insist on breaking the rules, don't blame my pet beast for being ruthless.

Then please note that children under the age of 15 cannot eat hot and sour vermicelli, so they cannot participate in the lottery, and I will not serve this dish.

Because under the age of 15, the mental power has not yet matured, taking this dish will affect the talent. "

Song Yiren opened the door, and there was a large silver box at the door, which was made of materials that isolate spiritual power.

"Meow!"

The little black cat was sitting on top of the box, staring straight at everyone with a pair of golden eyes.

The task of the little black cat suddenly became much heavier, not only to maintain order, but also to supervise the lottery draw.

Bai Jing was also in the team. The girls beside her were well-dressed and looked impatient, but they still obeyed the rules.

"Tell me, how come these people have no quality, don't they know that women are first?"

"That's right, I don't even know how to let girls go."

"Quiet, it's a good thing the boss created a lottery, otherwise we would have queued for nothing."

Standing in front of him was a tall and burly boy who turned his head and complained to Bai Jing and his group: "Auntie, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? We are still children, what is your quality?"

"you···"

This woman is so angry.

Bai Jing pulled her back and said to her: "Yaoyao, that's fine, let's line up honestly! We didn't come here to improve our talent, our talent is already very good, mainly because we want to experience it here of gourmet food."

Bai Jing only thought that the boy in front of him was really a child, and she didn't have any thoughts about men and women in her heart.

Because her talent is to make men obsessed with her, but children are ineffective.

Today's children are very tall, 1.8 meters, 1.9 meters, and two meters.

After all, in this era, there is no shortage of food and drink.

So everyone is having a good time.

This kid is developing very well. Her few girlfriends before were ashamed. When they saw a boy, they thought he was handsome and wanted to add a friend, but they said that he was still young, so they wanted to go home and ask. His mother is the only one. His little genius optical brain is kept by his mother. She is usually worried that he will not study while playing games, so he is usually not given the optical brain.

In the future, everyone will be able to use the adult version of the official optical brain. In the past, only the little genius version of the optical brain can be used.

Therefore, Bai Jing judges whether these boys are adults or minors, depending on whether the other party will become an adult.

The girl named Xiaoyao complained angrily: "You've grown so big, you're still a little friend!"

The boy didn't talk back, because he was almost in line.

He was able to draw a lottery, and he was extremely excited.

He reached in and actually drew a blue ball.

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"I got it, I got hot and sour fans."

Although he looks tall and powerful, it doesn't mean that his talent is good.

If he had lined up normally, he didn't know that the hot and sour vermicelli could only be eaten in the Year of the Monkey.

After eating this dish, he can improve his talent.

His luck is really good.

"Little friend, you are not an adult yet! I remember the boss said that you can't eat hot and sour vermicelli if you are not an adult." Xiao Yao couldn't understand the boy's happy look, and deliberately misinterpreted Song Yiren's meaning and said to the boy.

"The boss said that people under the age of 15 can't eat it. I'm already 15 years old. You see, the boss's beast didn't stop me."

The boy handed the ball to the little black cat.

The little black cat put away the balls and put them back into the box. There are only two blue balls in this box, and the rest are all white balls. If you can draw them, you are really lucky.

The little black cat made a two-two with its paw, indicating that boys can only order two dishes at most.

The boy nodded, expressing his understanding.

He ordered hot and sour vermicelli and boiled pork without hesitation.

Although he likes to eat boiled meat, he actually wants to order Maoxuewang. Unfortunately, Maoxuewang must be a formal warrior to order, so he can only settle for the next best thing.

If you can order two, of course you can't waste it.

Then pay, enter happily with the number plate and wait.

(End of this chapter)