Looking at the brand-new kitchen utensils that were still placed outside the shop, Cheng Mengying felt a little touched. Although her craftsmanship was not very good, she still missed the days when she got up early and returned home late to sell breakfast.
"Okay! Nothing else is a problem. Now as long as the name of the store is chosen, it can be officially opened, but let's help to think about it, what name should it be called!" Tang Tang stretched out his arms very naturally, and stood on the familiar oil pan. After touching it, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.
"I think it's better to call it Cheng Ji. It used to be this name, so it's a kind of continuation!" Cheng Mengying was the first to suggest.
"No, no, it's too low-key. I think it's better to call it the local tyrant Jin Beibei's Nutritional Breakfast Shop. It sounds like Dora's style!" Jin Beibei immediately vetoed it, and then proposed his own idea, dancing with excitement on his face.
"How can I do that? The name sounds like a nouveau riche, and it's too vulgar. How can there be any nutrition at all?" Cheng Mengying waved her hand and gave Jin Beibei an annoyed sideways glance.
The two couldn't stop arguing for a while, and there were a few girls beside them who wanted to persuade them, but after persuading them, they also stood in line to support one of them.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing!" Xiao Chen rubbed his temples with a headache, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't we do this! The name of the store is the universe invincible super local tyrant Jin Chengji Tang Ji..."
Everyone was dumbfounded when Xiao Chen reported a long list of shop names, all of which started with the surnames of the women, only Zhu Yingxiong was diligently writing down.
"No way! Our store is not big enough. If the name is too long, it won't fit on the plaque! If you really want to take this kind of store name, you can't do it unless you buy the whole street!" Wang Zhatian frowned when he heard this. The name is too silly!
Before Xiao Chen could answer, a chubby figure came out from the shop door, and said cheerfully: "Master, I heard it inside! I think the name of the shop you mentioned is quite good, so I will choose this one!" In the worst case, let’s buy all of this morning market street, just as we have a lot of people working, as a big brother, I can still run a noodle shop by myself!”
"Bah bah bah, fuck you!" Gong Shaoxi also ran out of the store in a hurry, kicked the fat man down, and cursed loudly: "Elder brother is also what you deserve to call yourself? Those who have passed the apprentice ceremony, I should be the senior brother!"
Xiao Chen looked at the two treasures speechlessly, and saw that after Gong Shaoxi kicked the smiling Maitreya down, he looked at himself with a bitter face, and said with a hopeful face: "Master, didn't you say that I am you Is it the first disciple? Why is there such a fat guy like a ball in front of him?"
Before Xiao Chen could answer, the smiling Maitreya patted the dust off his body, stood up abruptly, cleared his throat and said seriously: "Theoretically speaking, I should be Master's eldest disciple. Yes, because I was the first to learn how to make sliced noodles from my master! You must not be able to compete with me, hehe!"
"Okay! You two stop arguing, you have to come here once a day, are you tired?" Xing Gongzi interrupted the quarrel between the two, looked around, and asked with a strange face: "Didn't I arrange a guy for you before? Where did he go?"
"Oh, Madam, you are talking about that trash Situ Qitian, right? He is lighting a fire inside!" Mitreya with a smile pointed to the man squatting by the stove at the back of the shop, and said casually, stroking his stomach.
Seeing this, a group of people also filed into the shop, Hong Zhu stared at Situ Qitian's clumsy appearance very displeased, turned his face and said: "Mr. It’s a little bit worse, it’s not as good as your apprentices! If you can fly him to death, you can save a lot of food, so you don’t waste resources here!”
"Don't, don't, don't!" Situ Qitian was lazily taking advantage of no one's attention, but after hearing Hong Zhu's words, he shivered a bit, and his movements became much more agile. He said with a smile while lighting the fire : "Don't look at me as an old man, but I have very good legs and feet! Especially cooking fires, that's a must! I think my biggest hobby in Qitianmen was pretending to be a cook, and even those experienced servants didn't know how to do it. I have a bad burn…”
"All right, all right, don't put on a show, hurry up and heat up the fire!" Xiao Chen waved his hand impatiently, motioning for everyone to sit down in the store, and said: "Shave Maitreya, wait for the cook to finish the fire." , you can just peel a few bowls of noodles! Everyone is hungry after a busy day!"
"No problem, it's on me! Just look at it, everyone!" Sliced Noodle Maitreya agreed cheerfully, then fetched a basin of water and poured it into the pot, and began to knead the dough vigorously, while Gong Shaoxi prepared the dough by the side. With various condiments.
"Bang!"
While everyone was sitting and waiting to eat noodles with great interest, the door of the shop was kicked open suddenly, and three punks walked in swaggeringly.
The leader is a guy with purple hair, and behind him are two men with green hair and yellow hair. They look colorful and look like macaws.
"Who is the boss here? Hurry up and get out, you have to pay the protection fee! Otherwise, you don't want to open the business!" The purple-haired gangster yelled loudly as soon as he entered the door.
But when he saw the beauties in the room, he was immediately dumbfounded, thinking that he had gone to the wrong place, and looked back at the door of the shop, that's right! It's this early shop that hasn't opened yet!
"Boss, boss, the chicks here are all good! It seems that we can have meat today, all of them are good ones!" The green-haired gangster licked his tongue with his eyes straight and shouted with an evil smile.
"Yes, yes! And every one of them is top quality! They are so beautiful! It's just that these men are too in the way, why don't we send them away first, and then choose slowly!" the yellow-haired gangster said in his throat. " With a sound, he kept rubbing his palms, looking a little impatient.
"Mala Gobi! How dare you come here to collect protection fees, are you all tired of living?" The smiling Mi Le, who was kneading the dough, suddenly became furious. He raised the kitchen knife and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Xiao Chen down.
"Fuck you, fat man, do you think it's great to have a knife? I have it too!" The purple-haired gangster snorted coldly, and immediately took out a butterfly knife from his back, playing with it in his hand decently After a few tricks, he said coldly with a gloomy face.
(end of this chapter)