Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 5 Cooking Electives

"Master, Juewei Baked Gluten only produces one hundred servings per day."

What the hell!Yang Song is completely speechless now, is this system helping him, or is it just to trick him.

"As the master level increases, the restrictions of the game will decrease and the functions will increase."

Hey, what else can I do, now besides the goal of the store, I have to find a way to upgrade as soon as possible, so that I can enjoy my life well!
Back in the dormitory, Yang Song was lying on the bed with nothing to do, thinking about whether he should go shopping in the street to see if there were similar shops. At this time, one of his roommates, Wang Xu, came back.

"Didn't you go out to play, why are you back now?" Yang Song is not only a little different, but according to his own understanding, this kid Wang Xu is a Neptune, and he can't walk when he sees a girl. He said how many dates he had this week This girl, she went out without returning to the dormitory, and she didn't come back last night, she must have gone there in style, why did she come back just after noon, it's not like something he can do.

"Hey, you thought I wanted to come back, if it wasn't for..." Wang Xu looked unhappy, waved his hands casually, and immediately said excitedly: "Don't talk about this, I have important good news now."

"What is it that makes you happy like this?" Yang Song not only became interested.

"I just got the news that the school invited a great fairy to open a new elective course!" Wang Xu said while turning on the computer, and at the same time kept urging Yang Song to get off the bed.

Electives?Yang Song is a little confused, has the world changed? His super god of food tycoon system is not against the sky but also cheats people. Even Wang Xu's report is too lazy to confirm the person, so he is so active in grabbing elective courses?

"That's a cooking class. Although I don't like the troublesome things like cooking, but if you think about it, 80.00% of the people who go to this kind of class must be girls!" Speaking of this, Wang Xu's eyes It's all starting to shine.

During the cooking class, Yang Song was moved. This is a godsend opportunity. He was worrying that he would not have a place to practice Paoding Jie Niu Dao, so the school gave him the opportunity to practice Dao skills and earn credits. As for the girl, although he is not The focus, of course, can also be incidental.

"Damn, so ruthless!" Wang Xu yelled suddenly. Yang Song heard the reputation and found that there were still five places left for the elective course of 'cooking technology and nutrition'. After Wang Xu hurriedly grabbed a place, There are still four places left.

Yang Song also hurriedly asked Wang Xu to board his account. After boarding, there were still two places left, and Yang Song also hurriedly grabbed one.

Early the next morning, Yang Song still didn't go to class, and grabbed the booth early.

The surrounding stall owners saw him coming, and their faces were a little unnatural. Although they are all in the same industry, it almost doesn't matter if the business is good, but yesterday this kid not only had a particularly good business, but the most hateful thing was the price, which was so expensive. There are so many people going to buy it.

This makes them such small stalls and hawkers how to sell it!

Regarding this, Yang Song didn't take it seriously, he tidied up the stall skillfully, put up the price, and sat there waiting for the guests to come.

This time Yang Song had a long memory, he didn't come out to bake the gluten in public, but prepared the gluten early.

Slowly, there were more and more people on the street, and many people were attracted by the smell of Juewei roasted gluten, but when they saw the price, they still looked at Yang Song like a fool.

This is not baked gluten, this is gold!

Of course, there are also a few repeat customers from yesterday. Seeing Yang Song is like seeing a savior.

"Boss, why did you sell some in the morning yesterday? I came at noon and evening, but you were not here. Since I ate your baked gluten yesterday morning, I can't eat anything else." A man in a suit The man said with resentful eyes.

The surrounding customers also echoed, this baked gluten is so delicious, they don't want to eat anything else after eating it, they would have bought more if they had known it would not be sold at noon and night.

"I only buy a hundred skewers of roast gluten every day, and I won't sell any more." Yang Song said pretendingly, but he had already complained in his heart, and he wanted to sell more, but the game didn't allow it!

After thinking about it, the surrounding customers all understood how such delicious food can be made casually, and the hundred skewers every day is quite a lot.

This scene made the stall owners around feel panicked. They have been working for more than ten years, and they have never seen such a business.

"Okay, boss, give me two skewers, no... three!" the man in the suit said through gritted teeth.Seeing this, the other guests also demanded it one after another.

In less than half an hour, twenty skewers of baked gluten were sold.

"Boss, you are finally here. Your business is so good. From then on, I have to come early, otherwise I won't be able to eat." Chen Ming walked over excitedly, followed by an old man in hemp shirt.

Seeing this baked gluten, Chen Ming couldn't bear it for a long time. After eating this roasted gluten yesterday, he couldn't eat anything else, but when he came at noon and evening, the stalls for roasted gluten were always empty , which made him hungry.

Yang Song saw a smile on Chen Ming's face, this is his big customer!
"Boss, you weren't here all day yesterday, but I was so anxious that I thought you wouldn't come." Chen Ming complained, and picked up a bunch of roasted gluten and ate it.

"I'll only sell one hundred skewers a day, so I'll leave when they're sold out." Yang Song also kept looking at Chen Ming, afraid that he wouldn't give him money.

"What! One hundred strings, I'll be good, no, boss, you pack up the rest for me, and I'll transfer the money to you!" Chen Ming said hastily.

This time, the faces of the customers who haven't bought it all turned black. Could it be that I can't eat it today, but this person in front of me can't afford to provoke him!
Yang Song's face was also a little embarrassed. Although he certainly hoped to sell it quickly, does this business still make money with harmony?

Chen Ming also noticed that his behavior was indeed a bit bad, then he laughed and said, "I'm just kidding."

At this time, the old man was a little impatient to be left aside by Chen Ming. If it wasn't for Chen Ming's status, he would have been angry.

"Is it the roasted gluten that Mr. Chen said?"

Hearing what the old man said, Chen Ming came to his senses, and then hurriedly introduced: "Forget it, boss, the person next to me is Mr. Ye, a famous gourmet in Los Angeles. Great prestige."

Yang Song was taken aback, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. Although his game was very out of tune, the gluten roast was still very reliable, and he believed that there would be absolutely no problem.

But people are authorities after all.

Mr. Ye nodded to Yang Song. He had already smelled the smell of roasted gluten. This aroma is definitely a food that can only be made by first-class cooking skills, but the appearance is really unsightly.

(End of this chapter)