It wasn't until they watched them walk into the shop that a few people were sure.

These rich people who drive luxury cars are really here to eat.

Then several BMW Mercedes Benzes drove up, and after the owners got out of the car, they all went straight to the shop.

They looked at each other, a little surprised.

"Looks like there's something in this store."

"It didn't open until half past five, and they came a little early."

Soon they knew why these people had come early.

At half past five, there was already a queue outside the shop.

By the time they got out of the car, the line had already been almost twenty meters away.

"That's the queue?"

"It's all regular customers, and they came early knowing that they had to queue up."

"Is this really that good?"

This question seemed a little retarded in front of the long queue outside the door.

"Hurry up and queue up, it is estimated that there will be more people in a while."

Zhou was walking towards the back of the line.

The cameraman holds his mobile phone and follows him to shoot.

When queuing, Zhou Zheng chatted with the person in front of him.

"Friend, why is this shop doing so well?"

"What else? Boss Lin's cooking is delicious. "

"How good is it?"

"You'll know when you eat it."

"You're all first-time here, aren't you?"

"Well, I was introduced by someone."

"Then you have a blessed mouth."

Listening to the praise of these old customers, Zhou Zheng's curiosity was full of hooks.

Fortunately, there were not many people in front of them, and they waited for about ten minutes before coming in.

As soon as I entered the door, it was full of "boss, a bowl of noodles, a piece of oil residue", "a bowl of noodles, a bowl of egg fried rice" and "collect money and treasure to the account".

Zhou Zheng made a quick calculation in his heart, and then found a very terrifying thing.

The unit price of food in this small shop is not high.

The customers who can come in are basically two starting points.

The most terrifying thing is that he found that this young boss was even faster than he could cook.

What's even more outrageous than this is that this boss's noodles are still freshly pulled!

After queuing for a while, he saw that the young boss had already cooked three bowls of noodles, and the fried rice had already begun in the pot next to him.

None of the movements are superfluous, almost squeezing efficiency to the extreme.

So here's the problem.

Does this kind of food that seems to be made in a hurry really taste that good?

It was their turn.

Zhou Zhengdao: "Three bowls of Yangchun noodles, three servings of egg fried rice, six servings of oil residue, and six tea eggs." "

"Tea eggs don't."

"No?"

"Well, only in the morning."

It's not that Lin Feng didn't want to do too much, but it was useless.

Unless he makes 10,000 a day, it won't be enough for the group of office workers in the morning.

These office workers are becoming more and more exaggerated these days.

Previously bought five, ten at a time.

Now it's all twenty starts.

They don't eat it themselves, they basically take it to the company to eat for their colleagues, or for their daughters-in-law and children.

According to their casual chatting when they were queuing, since they brought tea eggs to the company, their popularity has improved.

So, no tea egg can be saved until noon.

After ordering, they thought they would have to wait a long time to get a seat.

In less than two minutes, a table next to it was empty.

As they sat down, Kiki whispered, "The guests here eat so fast." "

"No, just now that man ordered an egg fried rice and a bowl of noodles, and it was eaten in less than five minutes, which was terrifying."

"Is it really okay to eat like this?"

At this time, my mother came over with noodles and oil residue: "Your Yangchun noodles and oil residue." "

Zhou Zheng didn't have much, he was a person who hated waste extremely.

How big a belly you have, how much you eat.

Even if it's for the sake of tasting food, you have to do what you can.

If it's really delicious, it's a big deal to come back a few more times.

Zhou Zheng picked it with chopsticks: "The soup and the pot in which the noodles are cooked are separated, so the soup base is clear, and there is no confusion due to the addition of noodles." "

"Suck ~".

A hot breath was picked up, and he took a breath, and his eyes lit up.

"It smells so good!"

"This taste... Soy sauce, lard, huh, and others... It's sesame oil! "

"The aroma of the noodle soup is so distinct."

Zhou Zheng was shocked.

Just by taking a puff, he smelled so much fragrance.

He couldn't help it anymore, but his profession made him restrained and evaluated little by little.

He pinched the noodles with his chopsticks and used a lot of force to break them.

"The noodles are firm and the thickness is the same, at least I can't see the difference with the naked eye."

"I'll take a bite."

Zhou Zheng is not only a director, but also a food critic with great accomplishments in food.

He took a bite, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Chew gently with your mouth, letting the bitten noodles snap against your teeth.

Several people looked at him, waiting for him to continue to evaluate.

But he seemed to have forgotten about it.

After tasting the first bite, I buried my head in tons and tons...

It wasn't until a bowl of noodles was eaten that he exhaled in enjoyment.

"Director Zhou, you... Finished eating? "

"Well, it's delicious, it's been a long time since I've eaten such delicious noodles."

After speaking, I found that several people were looking at him.

After being stunned for a moment, he remembered that he had forgotten to evaluate.

"Ahem, you eat first, and we'll talk together after eating."

"Oh..."

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[I can't write today, so I'll send it to the ninth watch, and then ask for flowers, evaluation tickets and monthly passes, and the big guy with a monthly pass will smash two].

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