After hearing his words, the people in the restaurant agreed, and the rabbit father said proudly, "my cub is as outstanding as me. Ten thousand bowls are very expensive, isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" A chorus of shouts resounded through the restaurant.


    "What an exaggeration..."


    Chen Wu couldn''t help sighing, "we have opened a restaurant on mace No. 1 for five or six years. There are only four or five guests when the traffic is the most. We''ve never been crowded like today."


    Jin Zhen''s attention was different. He looked at the small porcelain bowl in the hands of those guests and wondered, "where did this bowl come from?"


    "Grandpa Yingchun''s private possession!" This bowl is a series of blue and white porcelain with Chinese style and classical beauty. Grandpa Yingchun has many sets of genuine antiques.


    Using antiques to hold wonton can only say that her elders are geniuses.


    Even more gifted, it was such a small bowl of wonton with at most five or six wontons. They sold it for a sky high price of 10000.


    I don''t know if the money has been collected?


    No, but Yingchun has bookkeeping. We have made an appointment to settle the bill at the next transfer station.


    Of course, these short words are unknown.


    The three of them wanted to enter the restaurant with a pot. Sorry, there was too much traffic and they were too crowded. They didn''t even have a foothold.


    Shout let, the voice is too noisy, and no one listens to them.


    They were also offended, and they didn''t turn their heads back. They were annoyed. Everyone crowded and complained that they didn''t know how to be considerate. They just yelled here.


    In short, what can they do? They can only stand there and wait for them to be found. By the way, they can chat about how they should price if they sell.


    The price here has just been negotiated. With a golden ginkgo leaf as a guide, the Spring Festival is like a river and mountain. The light from the corners of the eyes finally sweeps into the brief words outside the crowd.


    Immediately, he raised his branches and said, "line up, all hurry to line up and get out of the aisle. New food is coming."


    As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the restaurant was immediately pushed to another top.


    "I want to buy it!"


    "I want to buy it, too. I''m Luo Yu, the ancestor of Yingchun. Please make an account for me!"


    "I''m Cha Peipei. Please register with Yingchun..."


    "I am..."


    One after another, businesses asking for bookkeeping sounded. Along with the sound came the crowded restaurant aisle, which was finally let out by the queuing crowd.


    Seeing this, in short, they hurriedly came to the table where they were in Yingchun with a steamer.


    Then they were surrounded.


    Looking at Jian Yan''s three people using chopsticks, a white and fat steamed bun sandwiched from the steamer, and crystal steamed dumplings that can be seen even with full and fresh fillings, a group of people swallowed their saliva madly.


    One of the women asked, "Chef Jane, can you buy it now?"


    In short, subconsciously wanted to say no. You know, it''s Yingchun''s food, but you don''t want to make money. Eager Yingchun''s grandpa spoke to her first and said, "yes."


    His words fell, and the person closest to him shouted happily, "great, I want ten steamed stuffed buns!"


    "I want dumplings, 50. Yingchun''s grandfather said that this dip in sauce is super delicious!"


    "I want huajuan steamed bread. Yesterday, a little brother of the expeditionary army told me that huajuan steamed bread is super delicious. I want to try it. Give me twenty!"


    “···”


    In short, hearing the sound, I have some help.


    According to the way they buy, two or three people can empty it. Don''t buy it. I''m afraid they can''t smell it.