My food stall creates the strongest people in the world

Fortunately, the pajamas that Yue Yue usually wears are not revealing. They are just normal pajamas and pants, made of silk. So even though many people saw it, they were just surprised for a moment and that was nothing.

Yue Yue communicated with the system in her mind.

"00, do I have to stay here for the whole week? Or can I go back halfway?"

"You all have to stay here. When the weekly mission is settled, you will naturally go back."

Well, now that she was here, even if she was helpless or speechless, she couldn't change anything. Yue Yue drove her car, found a shopping mall, bought some clothes to change, and then found a hotel close to the Eiffel Tower and stayed there.

Finally I went to the supermarket to buy ingredients.

When choosing a hotel, Yue Yue specifically picked a suite with a private kitchen. Although it cost nearly ten thousand yuan a night, after all, he was a millionaire now, so Yue Yue directly paid for a week's room.

After a while of tidying up, it was already late here. In addition, Yue Yue had arrived from China in the early morning, so she went straight to bed.

Early the next morning.

All the rice was steamed and someone helped her carry it to the car. And as soon as Yue Yue left, they went in to clean up after getting instructions. The service was really thoughtful, which made Yue Yue look forward to the system's butler team even more.

When we arrived at the Eiffel Tower, we saw a vendor selling sweet potatoes downstairs. We couldn't help but sigh that there were Chinese people everywhere.

Yue Yue chose a spot on the edge of the square, where there were many people coming and going, and it was also within the mission point range, which was just right.

Because she bought a lot of side dishes, Yue Yue did not sell rice first, but started to fry the side dishes. She prepared four kinds of side dishes in total.

Shredded pork with green peppers, chili sauce, shredded potatoes with pickled peppers, eggs, and the last one is egg fried rice. Classic fried rice definitely cannot be without egg fried rice.

The reason why four kinds of sauce were prepared was because Yue Yue was afraid that they would not sell well. She bought several kinds of chili sauce and mixed it herself. She found that it tasted very good, so she added it to the menu.

Shredded pork with green pepper and shredded potatoes need to be stir-fried.

Maybe it’s because Yue Yue is from the south, so except for the fried rice, all the dishes she prepared were spicy.

While she was still frying the side dishes, several people gathered around her, all looking at what she was doing. Yue Yue looked at them and felt quite embarrassed. She understood basic English, but...normal communication was impossible. After all, she was not good at English and knew absolutely no French.

Fortunately, there is a system that can help translate, so Yue Yue can roughly understand what they are saying.

After frying the side dishes, Yue Yue began to write on the small board.

(Green pepper and pork fried rice 48, chili sauce fried rice 48, potato fried rice 48, egg fried rice 88)

There weren't many people around to begin with, and they all left after seeing the price.

If this happened in China, Yue Yue felt that she would probably be criticized for the price. After all, hers is not a star-rated hotel, just a small stall.

Egg fried rice is actually more expensive than fried rice with meat. This price is also determined after careful consideration. After all, really delicious egg fried rice is worth the price.

Because the spot she chose was quite close to the sweet potato seller, the other party even came over to take a look. The sweet potato seller was an old man who looked to be around 40 or 50 years old.

When I got closer and saw the price, my eyes widened.

"Are you here to make a fortune abroad? 88 yuan for a serving of fried rice? Are you crazy? Is your egg made of gold?"

Yue Yue looked at him and did not refute directly, but said: "Would you like one?"

The old man shook his head frantically: "I originally thought that since we are all Chinese, I came here to take care of the business, but your food is too expensive. Forget it, I can't afford it."

Although he earns a lot from selling sweet potatoes, he can't afford a 88-yuan plate of fried rice. That's too extravagant.

The other fried rice guys didn’t have any idea either, after all, that 48 yuan could buy three or four sweet potatoes.

Because the small board was written in Chinese, English and French, the foreigners naturally saw the price and were shocked. Although it smelled delicious, no one was interested when they saw the price.

A few hours passed and Yue Yue didn't even open the door.

The old man came once during the process and advised Yue Yue to lower the price, otherwise no one would buy it.

Yue Yue nodded and said nothing, but smiled bitterly in her heart. It was not that she wanted to sell it at such a high price, but the system pricing was like that, and there was nothing she could do about it.

She would like to sell the tickets for ten yuan each and go home early, but that would be unless she didn't do the mission.

But today is only the first day. Yue Yue thought that if the store is not open and she cannot sell many copies by evening, she will go to the supermarket and buy some expensive drinks as gifts. Then she should be able to sell more.

She waited and waited until she got hungry.

As the pot was taken out of the water and the fire was turned on, some people gathered around unknowingly. However, Yue Yue did not notice because she was staring at the eggs in the pot.

Pour the fried eggs into the pot, put the rice in, put the eggs back into the pan according to the time, and when they are done, put them on a plate, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and add a spoonful of prepared chili sauce.

Every grain of rice seemed to be dipped in golden egg, and paired with the bright red chili sauce on the side, it looked so delicious under the sunlight.

Especially when stir-frying, the smell is already pervasive.

Because she was going to eat alone, Yue Yue brought her own plate. After she cleaned up the pot, she looked up and was frightened by the pairs of blue eyes staring at her.

People were still talking excitedly in words that Yue Yue didn't quite understand.

“It’s so beautiful, it’s simply a work of art.”

“This is the first time I’ve seen such beautiful egg fried rice.”

"It seems to be glowing. It's really beautiful."

“It must be delicious.”

"I don't know. It's quite expensive, but it smells so good and looks so nice, so it should taste good."

"God, if it were me, I wouldn't even want to eat it."

With the help of the system's translation, Yue Yue realized that they were so excited because they were praising.

But on second thought, this also gave her a solution.

I asked the system and asked them in broken English if they wanted to try it. It was free. I could try it and buy it if it tasted good.

There is no way, I can’t learn French, it’s too tongue-twisting.

No one buys the fried rice which costs 88 yuan per piece but I don’t know if it tastes good or not.

But when it comes to free food, there is plenty.

Look, everyone picked up the disposable spoons next to them and prepared to scoop without Yue Yue even saying anything.

More and more people gathered around when they saw the free tasting, but the first group didn't give them any chance at all, especially those who tasted the egg fried rice, they just wanted to pick up the plate and eat it all by themselves, and they were reluctant to let others have an extra bite.

Yue Yue could only hear them saying wow and OMG over and over again.

After not a single grain of the fried rice was left, everyone felt a little embarrassed, as if they had just woken up from a trance. Those who easily blushed even blushed completely.

But it couldn't suppress their shock at all.

This was the first time I felt such a state of obsession that my eyes, heart, mouth, and stomach were filled with fried rice, with no room for anything else.

Suddenly, everyone around the stall who had eaten egg fried rice raised their hands to indicate that they wanted a serving of egg fried rice. Some even ordered three servings. Those who had not intended to order more simply followed suit and ordered two or three servings.

I want to bring it home for my family to eat.

Yue Yue nodded happily: "Okay, okay, line up, everyone come one by one!"

Because she spoke Chinese subconsciously, many people didn't understand and looked at her in confusion. It was not until someone in the crowd who could speak Chinese explained that it meant queuing that they understood.

But those in the innermost row all gathered there at about the same time. Everyone wanted to be the first to try the amazing egg fried rice. No one wanted to go to the back row and everyone wanted to be the first.

It's different abroad than at home.

After all, the main thing abroad is freedom!

They were so free that no one would care if they fought. In order to avoid a fight, Yue Yue had to knock on the basins containing the side dishes.

He shouted, "If you don't queue up, we won't sell it to you! Please queue up quickly so that everyone can get what you want to eat!"

The one in the crowd who could speak Chinese translated it again.

The crowd then reluctantly muttered a lot before lining up.

Those who hadn’t eaten the dishes yet were asking if they tasted good. Yue Yue was stir-frying the dishes enthusiastically in the front, while those who were queuing up behind were enthusiastically recommending the dishes to others.

"I swear to God, this is the best egg fried rice I have ever eaten in my life."

"Believe me brother, this egg fried rice is a bit expensive, but it is definitely worth the price."

"Don't even mention the price. Even if it's twice as expensive, I'd still buy it. After all, it's really delicious."

“Yes, it’s really delicious.”

"I must bring it back for my family to try. I don't know how this egg fried rice is made. How can it be so beautiful and delicious!"

"I'm not exaggerating at all. It's your loss if you don't get to taste it. If you don't buy it, it will be your regret for the rest of your life."

Seeing these people talking more and more exaggeratedly, the people who came behind began to suspect that they were agents.

But after Yue Yue’s first pot of egg fried rice came out, everyone knew that it was not a fake. Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, this egg fried rice is really good-looking!

It looks golden, and the first word that comes to mind is:

Golden egg fried rice!

In the crowd, when no one was paying attention, there came a photographer, who was a nationally renowned food photographer.

He had just returned from shooting a new issue of a food magazine in a country where people live quite well. He was just passing by the square and saw a lot of people here for some reason so he came over to take a look. Unexpectedly, he discovered this shocking fried rice.

Yue Yue did notice that someone was taking pictures non-stop, but her business was so good at the moment that she couldn't stop cooking, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

However, the old man who initially asked Yue Yue to lower the price fell into self-doubt when he saw the fried rice stall's business suddenly booming.

Is fried rice really delicious?

Or is it people's curiosity about expensive things?

The old man had never eaten the girl's food, so he could not comment on the taste. He was just curious about the change in the business. He stopped shouting at Hongshu and just pulled his cart to Yue Yue to watch.

Because he has been here for a long time, he has no problem communicating normally with foreigners.

Being close, you can naturally hear what those people say.

The old man nodded secretly. It seemed that the girl had good cooking skills. These people usually thought that their own food was the most delicious. Even if they bought food from other countries, they obviously liked it very much, but they still insisted that it was just average.

But now, there is no trace of stubbornness at all.

If I could get to the front of the line, I'd probably be flooded with good things to say.

After everyone in the queue had bought their dishes, Yue Yue looked and saw that 100 portions had been sold, all of which were fried rice with egg, and none of the other dishes were sold.

The photographer walked forward when he saw that everyone had left, bowed and saluted in a very gentlemanly manner.

"My dear lady, can I interview you?"

Yue Yue looked at him blankly.

"00, what did he say?"

"He said he wanted to interview you."

???

Interview her?

The old man next to them saw that they seemed to have some communication problems, so he stepped forward and asked, "Do you need me to help translate?"

The two looked at him gratefully.

Although the photographer was a well-known photographer and had been to many countries, he really didn't know Chinese. He had studied it for a while before, but it was too difficult, so he gave up.

In the past, he would bring a team with him when he went out to shoot, and he would always have an interpreter with him.

But today he was just passing by here on his way home, so he was alone.

After the old man's translation, Yue Yue almost understood it.

The person opposite is a very famous food photographer. He found her stall when passing by, and because the egg fried rice is so beautiful and smells so good, he wanted to interview her.

Yue Yue looked at the man's sincere eyes and said tentatively.

"How about... I treat you two to a meal? It's free. After you eat, see if you want to be interviewed?"

After saying that, Yue Yue turned and looked at the old man.

"Uncle, if we have an interview later, I'll have to trouble you to help translate. I see you haven't eaten much this afternoon, so how about some fried rice? What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you."

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "That's fine, we are all small businesses, making money is not easy, how can we let you hire? Besides, your good skills, it would be a waste if you give it for free."

The photographer also said that he could buy it and there was no need to hire one.

Yue Yue simply started heating up the oil in a pan.

"It's okay. The food I prepared for myself was just for tasting. I'm hungry too. Let's eat together. What do you want to eat? If it's egg fried rice, I'll make it in one pot."

Seeing this, they both said embarrassedly that fried rice with egg would be fine.

This car is equipped with a table and stools, but it is just a small table and two stools, which are for the owner's own use. Fortunately, the old man brought his own small stool.

The three of them sat down around the small table.

Seeing this perfect fried rice again up close, the photographer exclaimed repeatedly that it was truly the hand of God, and kept taking pictures with his camera.

Seeing that he was absorbed in filming and was extremely hungry, Yue Yue told the old man to eat quickly, while she picked up a spoon and started to show off.

Seeing this, the old man didn't hesitate and picked up the spoon to take a bite.