Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 46-Although you get off work late, you go to work early

Who in the family understands? !
I thought it was my turn, but the boss just closed the huge box and told me there were no buns left!
I worked hard and waited in line for half a day with an empty stomach, and you tell me that there are no more buns!
Who can bear this?!

Li Wei pleaded, "Boss, can you open the box? I know there's more inside."

Wang Fan looked helpless: "I really have no brothers. Why don't you come earlier tomorrow?"

Li Wei didn't believe it and continued to beg: "Boss, please give it to me, I can pay more!"

Wang Fan shook his head. "They're really sold out. The guy in front of you just bought up the last few."

I blanch! I throw! I hate it!
Li Wei turned around viciously and looked in the direction where the man had just walked away.

Seeing the other person's burly build, I felt a little scared.

"Forget it, I just like delicious food and eating buns. You can't argue with me. In the final analysis, the boss didn't make enough! That's right, the boss didn't make enough!"

Li Wei turned around and said to Wang Fan, "Boss, why did you only make so few buns? I didn't even buy any!"

Wang Fan shrugged helplessly: "800 mushroom and beef buns, 400 minced meat and beans buns, 280 hot pepper and eggplant buns, that's almost 1500 already. That's my daily limit, there's nothing I can do."

Li Wei said seriously, "Boss, you can't do this. Do we deserve not to have buns because we get off work late? Even if I can tolerate this, can these guys behind me tolerate it?"

The guy standing behind Li Wei was about to leave when Wang Fan said they were out of steamed buns. He paused when he heard Li Wei's words, then supported him without hesitation, "That's right! This is absolutely intolerable! I rushed out as soon as I got off work, took two subways and three buses to catch up, and you tell me the steamed buns are out! Boss, put yourself in my shoes and think about it. Can you tolerate this?"

Wang Fan felt that if he were in her place, he wouldn't be able to tolerate it either, but now that he was the boss, he probably could still endure it.

"Well, there are actually a lot of delicious food outside. Just eating buns at night is a bit too plain. Why don't you go over there and eat something good?"

"Boss, you have to limit the purchase of these buns tomorrow! Otherwise, those of us who come back late won't be able to eat them at all!"

"That's right, it's just after 7 o'clock and you're already sold out. Can't you make more?"

"If we can't make too many, we have to limit purchases. We want to retain our right to eat steamed buns. Anyone who wants to eat them can eat them at restaurants outside. Steamed buns and wine, the more you drink, the more you have!"

Faced with the excited customers, Wang Fan couldn't leave even if he wanted to, and the crowd surrounded him.

However, Wang Fan doesn't want to limit purchases this time, because after the purchase limit, his sales will be slow, so his time will be compressed and he won't be able to go back and continue making dumplings as soon as possible.

Thinking about his previous life as a social animal, Wang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.

He waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he wanted to speak.

The diners stopped making a fuss and waited for Wang Fan to say something about the purchase limit.

Wang Fan cleared his throat and said, "I know you all came back late, but you also have an advantage, that is, you get up early and leave early. You can't buy it at this stall in the evening, but you can definitely buy it in the morning. I came here to set up the stall at 5: in the morning. If you leave early, you will definitely be able to buy it."

Ok?
Li Wei and the other diners were stunned when they heard Wang Fan’s words. It seemed like what the boss said made sense?
Although I came back late, I left early, right?

If you think about it this way, wouldn’t we be the first customers at that bun stall this morning?

Wang Fan struck while the iron was hot and said, "Besides, I'm bound to be hungry after a night's sleep. These buns will definitely taste best then, better than the ones I made tonight. And the buns I made at night are in better condition, so they'll taste better in the morning."

After all, the buns sold in the evening are system-made, while those sold in the afternoon are made by myself. The ones made by the system are definitely more delicious than those made by myself.

This is what Wang Fan thought, and he also believed so.

After all, I'm just a self-made cook who hasn't cooked for a few days. There's no way I can surpass the system, right? Li Wei thought about it carefully. Although he felt that something was wrong, he couldn't feel what was wrong.

When I came to my senses again, I found that Wang Fan had quickly loaded the table and other things into the van, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

"Zhao! Run faster than a rabbit!"

"Hey, let's go, let's go. Brothers, come and stop him early tomorrow."

"Oh, I'm so worried. If I can't eat buns, I don't know what to eat tonight."

"Who says it's not true? I used to love eating ban mian when I got home at night, but after eating these buns, I feel like ban mian doesn't taste good anymore."

As soon as Li Wei said this, his whole body shuddered.

what?
Banmian is no longer fragrant?

Is this what you said yourself?

Damn, damn, damn!

Could it be that the boss put some kind of stuff in the buns?

The kind that police officers promote all day long!

A gleam of brilliance instantly flashed in Li Wei's eyes.

No, I can’t eat the buns I bought tomorrow. I have to take them to the police station to report the case first!

If the boss doesn't deliver the goods honestly, the people in this community will suffer!
……

……

It was only eight o'clock when Wang Fan was about to get home, and the vegetable market was still closed.

Seeing that the remaining vegetables seemed not enough, Wang Fan got in the car and went to the vegetable market to buy more vegetables.

I was moving my things out when I saw the landlord walking towards me slowly.

Seeing Wang Fan busy at work, the eldest brother said with a smile: "I really didn't expect you to be able to work so seriously."

The Wang Fan in the past was more self-centered and rarely cared about what others thought.

Wang Fan stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Aren't people forced to come here? Are you here to collect rent? I'll go in and get it for you."

The landlord said quickly, "Don't worry, your uncle is in need of money, and I don't mind your money. You can use it first and we can come back when you have more money. I saw you came back so late and guessed you hadn't eaten yet, so I brought you some food for dinner."

He raised the rice bowl in his hand and said, "It's not a hard dish. My wife keeps yelling about losing weight. She won't even let me have a drop of oil at night. It's just some stir-fried dishes. Don't be polite to me."

Wang Fan waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, no, I just had dinner, Brother Wang."

Wang Chunyang stuffed the basin into Wang Fan's arms and said, "Why are you being so polite to me? If you feel embarrassed, just fry the lard into oil residue for me. You can keep the oil and give me the residue. That woman will throw the oil when she sees it now."

After saying that, he pulled out a large bag from behind him like a magic trick: "You know what, the oil residue you refined earlier was really delicious. My parents are coming over these two days. If you are free, help me refine it. I will let them have something good to eat too. I owe you a favor."

(End of this chapter)