v3 Chapter 792： Fierce competition

Beiping was getting dark late. Originally, if Jiang Feng was in Z City in mid-October, it would be almost dark before 7 o'clock. In Peking, it is still very bright at seven o'clock, but the temperature has completely dropped to the night temperature, which is a very suitable time for shopping and going out.

is also the most unattractive time when the air conditioning is open.

Although the 　　 take-out order picked up at the beginning of the evening peak, it was only a normal level. After all, Liu Qian’s live broadcast has ended and she is not an excellent delivery anchor. If Liu Qian is not a food broadcaster but a cargo anchor, it is estimated that Tai Fung Lou has been convicted of cheating and disqualified.

Then Jiang Feng and the others will complain, and then the two parties will start an investigation, tear it up, investigate it again, and tear it up again, the show will have a hit point.

Wait, think about it this way, the plot still has a little sense.

Liu Qian worked tirelessly in the back kitchen as a working girl.

At this time, the diners in the congee shop have changed a group long ago. Those guests in the afternoon can be said to have afternoon tea, basically eating snacks and drinking ice drinks. In the evening, these guests came to eat dinner seriously, the sales of porridge began to increase, and Sun Jikai's dry-fried Niuhe finally became useful.

Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai all switch back and forth between making porridge, sometimes frying and stir-frying. Only Sun Mao has been sitting in the kitchen making dim sum, always making dim sum, tirelessly, hardworking, and relentless, like a ruthless dim sum machine.

Liu Qian has been working in the media for a year, and her lips and social skills have greatly improved. Although the live broadcast style is still suffocating as always, she has the appearance of an anchor, no matter what venue and anyone can chat with. Especially those who cook delicious food.

No, after only two hours of working in the kitchen, he changed his name to Sun Maocai from Master Sun to Uncle Sun.

"Uncle Sun doesn’t wonder that your dim sum is so delicious. You used to work in Guangdong province. Then your dim sum must be authentic. I didn’t expect the authentic Cantonese dim sum to be so delicious. I still have a chance to go to Guangdong Province to have an authentic morning tea. I always thought these dim sums were delicious and delicious, but it was just like that. They were ordinary and delicious. Today, I have eaten you to know what it is. It's delicious, and it can be even better than Uncle Jiang's elbow." Liu Qian kept moving and twitching.

Jiang Feng paused when he stirred the porridge. He glanced at Liu Qian, and after thinking about it, don't tell her that not everyone in Guangdong Province makes dim sum as delicious as Sun Maocai.

To be precise, no one in Guangdong makes dim sum as delicious as Sun Maocai's dim sum.

Forget it, let Liu Qian have a good imagination of Guangdong Province.

Sun Maocai is also very interested in Liu Qian, mainly because he has never been in contact with people who do anchors before, especially dry food broadcasts. Today, I was surprised by Liu Qian's appetite, and then I thought Liu Qian was good at eloquence, so he talked a few more words and shaped herself into a middle-aged northern drifter.

I would like to ask whose middle-aged Bei Piao wears shoes from Silvano Latanz. In this kitchen, Liu Qian probably does not recognize the brand. Of course, Jiang Feng does not recognize the brand, but he knows that Sun Maocai’s shoes must be very expensive.

After all, the tea people drink is not bought at the mall, but at auction.

"By the way, President, today I am helping in the store to pack dinner for the evening?" Liu Qian, a migrant girl who has been working hard for several hours, finally showed her true intentions.

Jiang Feng:...

He knew, how could Liu Qian put such a long snack street to stop eating, and came here to work for the capitalists for free.

"Bao, but it is estimated that you have to wait until ten o'clock in the evening, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Feng felt that Liu Qian should be able to digest part of what Liu Qian eats in the afternoon by ten o'clock in the evening, and it should be okay to have a normal dinner.

"Anything is fine." Liu Qian said with joy.

Liu Qian’s question reminded Jiang Feng that she actually ate all the way today, so Liu Qian must have seen shops run by other restaurants, and she might have eaten them.

"Liu Qian, let me ask you, when did you come to the snack street today?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I came in the morning and the live broadcast started at ten o'clock. Because I have to go to work tomorrow, I thought that the live broadcast will be longer today and I will come to the snack street to have some delicious food." Liu Qian said.

"Then what have you eaten? Do you see which shops here are more popular?" Jiang Feng asked calmly, and the other three immediately looked at Liu Qian, but Liu Qian was bowing his head. The packing box didn't pay attention.

Liu Qian thought that Jiang Feng had eaten much before inquiring about herself, and quickly explained: "In fact, I didn't eat a lot, mainly because it was too hot today. It was better when it came after ten o'clock, and it was already very hot by eleven o'clock. I drank two cups of milk tea at the beginning. There is a milk tea shop on the street which is quite popular. I queued up for more than ten minutes and bought two cups of milk tea. The taste is quite ordinary, but I don’t know why so many people line up. "

Jiang Feng nodded. The milk tea shop chosen by Huaiyang Tower is on the street. Liu Qian should be talking about that one. It seems that the business is pretty good.

But no matter how good the business of the milk tea shop is, it won't be better, and the upper limit is very limited.

"Actually, I originally wanted to go to the famous Internet celebrity pastry shop here to buy snacks, but the queue at their house is too long. It is really a bit exaggerated. I guess it will definitely be there. It takes nearly an hour to queue, and then it’s too hot and I won’t have it."

It’s not surprising that Yongheju’s pastry shop will have such a good business. The store is a good online celebrity shop. With the addition of the top-notch chefs of Yongheju, it’s hard to think about business.

"I remember there should be a famous dessert shop in Snack Street, have you eaten yet?" Jiang Feng began to inquire about the business of the top-level restaurant.

Liu Qian shook her head: "No, I was planning to go, but didn't I see the porridge shop of your president? Then I came in and never went out again."

"Did you just drink two cups of milk tea?" Jiang Feng expressed his disbelief.

"No, I ate two rolls of rice noodles at noon, a box of cold rice cakes and a small portion of fried rice cakes. In fact, the rice noodles from the rice roll store are delicious, but I don't know why the business is not very good. "Liu Qian started to feel injustice for the rice roll store. Jiang Feng estimated that the rice roll store Liu Qian was talking about should be the one chosen by Chengji Restaurant. It seems that Chengji Restaurant's luck is not as good as their Taifeng Restaurant, and business has not risen.

One part of roasted whole lamb is missing.

"By the way, I also saw a store that has a very good business. President, do you know what it is? It's a fried skewers store!"

Jiang Feng:?

This also works?

Babaozhai, what kind of **** luck is this? Did Ling Guangzhao really not cheat?

"Wow You didn’t know that when I was passing by, there was a queue at the gate of the fried skewers shop. I’m going to wait a little bit and see how many people line up. It smells really good Ah, and they not only sell fried skewers, but they also seem to sell other snacks. They all look super delicious." Liu Qian obviously missed the fried skewers restaurant in Babaozhai.

Hearing what Liu Qian said, Jiang Feng suddenly realized that the business in other stores was also pretty good, which caused Jiang Feng to look at the takeaway statistics sheet again, and he was a little relieved after calculating the points in his heart.

Thanks to the takeaway order that suddenly burst in the afternoon, otherwise Taifeng Building would be really a bit hanged.

"By the way, the president, what time does your store open every day? I don’t see the opening hours are written at the door. In fact, I live very close to here. I also drop by when I go to work. I want to come over for breakfast tomorrow morning. Is it early?" Liu Qian has already started planning for tomorrow's breakfast.

Jiang Feng thought for a while: "It's not early, and I don't think you will be on the way."

Taifeng Building is some distance away from the snack street.

Liu Qian:?

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