The ingredients prepared by the milk noodle shop only lasted for an hour, and they were all sold out at ten o'clock. At this time, there were still [-] or [-] people waiting outside, so the shop owner had to ask everyone to go back first and wait until the bone soup was ready tomorrow. Reopen for business.

"It's okay, boss, you can wait now and we can wait. We came here just to eat milk noodle soup today." People waiting in line outside said that they have time and patience, and it doesn't matter even if they wait for a few hours.

"This bone broth needs to be simmered for at least six hours. I have to go to the market to buy ingredients. It won't be ready until at least seven or eight o'clock in the evening."

The store owner was in a dilemma. Of course he wanted to continue doing business, but no one would have the patience to stand outside for seven or eight hours.

"Seven or eight hours is just right. We can leave the money here, go somewhere else for lunch first, and then come over for noodle soup in the evening. Anyway, Zhong Meihui also ate it in the evening last night."

The customers waiting in line suggested that the shop owner make some number plates. At six o'clock in the evening, everyone would come here to eat together without waiting. In order to show integrity, everyone should pay first and then eat.

"No problem, let's order first and come directly to eat in the evening. It's easier this way." The customers in line agreed, thinking that this method not only saves everyone the trouble of queuing, but also allows the boss to have enough time to cook. Bone broth, lest it tastes wrong and your trip is in vain.

The shop owner originally thought that only the seventy or eighty customers in front of him had been booked, but he didn't expect that there was a steady stream of customers today. Before they had finished registering the people in front, the queue behind them formed again.

By the time the store closed, it was already past eleven o'clock, and the store owner had two to three hundred orders on hand, which required at least two more pots of bone soup.

"We also need to prepare more Bobo chicken and side dishes, and we also need to make some brown sugar ice powder." The proprietress was so busy that she couldn't touch the floor, but the smile on her face could no longer be suppressed. The sales volume this morning , more than they had in the past week. If they complete all these orders, it will be worth more than half of their monthly turnover.

"Of course we have to do more. It's rare to have such a good business. Look at these lists. We ordered almost everything we have at home."

The shop owner was very excited when he saw the order in his hand. He drove his wife to the vegetable market and loaded a cart full of ingredients. This amount of purchases surprised even the vendors in the vegetable market.

"It would be great if our family could do this every day. If we don't ask for anything else, if it can last for a month, we can make back the money we lost in the past."

The proprietress was busy in the kitchen, and they posted a note on the door stating that it would open at 08:30 in the evening, and those with a license plate could come at 07:30.

This kind of marketing method makes the customers who have just arrived lament that they are late. They are pathetically pawing at the door of the store, wondering if they have a chance to get in line today.

"You can't say for sure. Two or three hundred copies of the numbers alone have been distributed. Why don't you come back tomorrow? Our family will sell them here every day."

When the shop owner saw these diners coming from afar, he responded enthusiastically. At this time, the two large pots in the shop had begun to burst out with the aroma of bone soup, making the customers outside even more reluctant to leave.

The first batch of people who tasted the milk noodle soup have already posted their feedback online. Everyone said that the boss is a real person. In fact, if he adds some water to the bone soup, he can sell at least dozens more bowls. It seems that he would rather cook it a little bit. , it is really rare not to be half fake.

The other items are even more delicious. The Bobo Chicken is very tasty and the deboned meat is very soft. It is definitely a five-star review.

These comments made this milk noodle shop even more popular, and even the surrounding snack streets took advantage of it. Although they had the number plate in their hands, they did not dare to go far for fear of missing something important. They could only go to the snack street. Wandering nearby allowed the shopkeepers here to sell a lot of things.

The owner of Milk Soup Noodles was in a daze all morning. He had no idea that the power of the Internet was so great. It could not only make money, but also make a lot of money.

While he was making bone soup, he posted what happened today in the local store's QQ group, which immediately aroused the envy of other stores.

"Who is Zhongmei Ten? She only came to have a meal once, and your restaurant has become so popular. No, I have to invite her to have a meal. There are too few tourists in our town recently. My business is at least It’s dropped by [-] to [-]%, and if it continues like this, it won’t be possible.”

"That's right. Where did you meet this great god? Share it with us. Maybe she can bring our ancient town back to life."

The business of the ancient town has always been good, and it has not been able to compare with other ancient towns of the same type for many years. Although many media have reported on this place before, they have had little effect and cannot make a splash.

But this time the situation is different. The influence of China and the United States is continuous. Not only the milk noodle shop has benefited, but also the surrounding B&Bs and hotels have booked many more rooms than in previous years.

Merchants in the group expressed their intention to invite Zhong Meihui over for dinner, and many people went to the official department to make suggestions, hoping to take this opportunity to increase the popularity of the entire ancient town and improve everyone's business.

The local publicity department had been troubled by the lack of passenger traffic in the ancient town. When they saw that a store had become popular because of a blog written by a food celebrity, they immediately felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Minister Wang from the publicity department personally went to the owner of the milk noodle shop to find out where China and the United States would end up, and decided to pay a visit and ask this food celebrity to come out and help promote the town.

Even if they can't revitalize the local tourism industry, at least they are doing their duty to avoid being criticized every time they give a report.

Zhong Meihui lived nearby, and it was not difficult to find out about her. After asking for her address, Minister Wang personally visited her, showing full sincerity.

Everyone had a tiring day yesterday. Chu Ruoxin slept until about nine o'clock in the morning and did not wake up. Zhong Meihui planned to find a unique small restaurant for dinner at noon. Unexpectedly, she saw a man in a neat suit as soon as he opened the door. The man came over.

"Excuse me, does Zhongmei Ten live here? I am the director of the local publicity department." Minister Wang introduced himself, hoping that Zhong Meihui could give them a chance to do some reports on other local snacks and tourist attractions to promote The popularity of the entire town.

His arrival was outside of Zhong Meihui's plan. She had been working in the self-media for so long and she had always followed her own will. She had never dealt with local officials. After all, many things would not look so good once they were tainted with official colors, and they would be very constrained. This made Zhong Meihui hesitate and did not want to cooperate.

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