Disqualification between tweets

Boss Hong and his fellows finished eating instant noodles and went to bed on the floor to rest.If tomorrow's sales can still be the same as today, they will soon be able to add ham to instant noodles and buy a soft nest to sleep in.

When Hong Yanmo fell asleep in a daze, he was still dreaming that all the egg tarts would be sold out tomorrow.

But the next day—

"Give me ten boxes! No, no, no! Or twenty boxes!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze! You stepped on my foot!"

"My God, how can there be such delicious egg tarts in the world!"

"Give it up! I'll pay for all the egg tarts!"

"Why do you want the whole package? It's a good idea! The boss can't sell it all to him! I'm willing to pay three times... no! Five times the price!"

The scene was like a zombie siege, with crowds of people everywhere. Everyone who bought egg tarts yesterday has become a repeat customer. Hong Yanmo guarded the egg tart box, watching all this dumbly. He didn't know why the situation changed. In this way, he felt that this low egg tart was obviously very ordinary and there was still a lot of room for improvement.

Behind the crowd, there was another person watching all this blankly.Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the dark heads in front of him, and completely died of buying egg tarts.

Although he really!Very!I want to use gravity to remove all the people who are in the way!Then buy all the egg tarts!

Life is so bitter, the majestic □□gravity makes it impossible to eat egg tarts!

"Then it's worse for me..." Dazai Osamu's voice sounded faintly, "I didn't eat a single egg tart yesterday, I only ate a can of sugar cubes, why is that?"

Yeah, why is that?Zhong Yuanzhong also recalled the taste of egg tarts yesterday, seeing the surging crowd in front of him, feeling inexplicably sad.

Why can't Boss Hong produce [-] egg tarts a day? ! !

Handing out the last paper box, Hong Yanmo gently shook his head to the people in line behind, and said politely:

"Guest, there is no more Chiu, tomorrow we will make more and bring them over."

"Don't!" The office worker who bought the egg tarts screamed, "I specially asked for leave to buy egg tarts here. If I can't eat them today, I will die because I want to eat egg tarts too much!"

"I'm very sorry, the store has run out of ingredients, too."

The housewife next to her, who was also frustrated because she didn't line up, suddenly noticed something, and cast her gaze behind Hong Yanmo.There is an egg tart specially left by Hong Yanmo. In fact, he almost forgot the order at the beginning. In the early days of the business, Hong Yanmo's memory was not so good.

"But, aren't there egg tarts there?"

Hong Yanmo felt that the gaze cast on him became hot immediately, and he opened his mouth still with a calm expression.

"That was ordered by another customer, and it needs to be delivered to your door." Before the other people excitedly expressed that they would also make an order, Hong Yan Mo quickly answered, "But now because of manpower problems, Yan Moting does not accept orders. Delivery is not accepted, please come and chirp tomorrow morning."

"Whoa, why is this..."

After explaining to the guests, the egg tarts were sold quickly, and Hong Yanmo picked up the egg tarts for the Armed Detective Agency and walked back.Those who didn't buy the egg tarts burst into tears in the aroma of egg tarts, and couldn't help walking forward with Hong Yanmo and the egg tarts, screaming as they walked.

"Why didn't I come sooner..."

"I might as well not go back at night and pave the floor here..."

"Smells so good, really smells so good..."

Under such circumstances, the people of the Armed Detective Agency ushered in their takeaway egg tarts for today.

Hong Yanmo solemnly handed over the egg tart box to them, behind which were the sad eyes of a large group of people who did not buy the egg tarts. Such a scene made Oda Sakunosuke, who was in charge of picking up the egg tarts, silent. The dessert that was ordered yesterday was brought over, and God knows that he only wanted to give Hong Yanmo a low support.

Now it seems that there is no need for support at all, no, maybe we should ask if we need military support, the person who didn't buy the egg tart seems to want to tie Boss Hong back to the small black room to make egg tarts.

And I have to say...

The egg tarts that other people did not buy but bought by themselves tasted extraordinarily delicious.

Ranpo Edogawa doesn't seem to be planning to go on a business trip recently. He leans on a chair leisurely and eats egg tarts.

"I'll eat red bean pie tomorrow!" He said affirmatively, reasoning ability is equally useful in hunting for delicious food.

Sure enough, the next day, under the regretful eyes of the customers who didn't buy the egg tarts, Hong Yanmo took out a new box——

"Developed a little new product."

***

Yan Que seems to be getting back to the past little by little.

In the past that was on the other side of Huangquan, in the past among the green mountains, he guarded a small house, and everyone who passed by was a guest.Meal time will be very busy, and when you are free, you have to research new recipes.

"Shh..."

Hong Yanmo vaguely heard a sound, but the breath was very familiar, so he didn't move at ease, and a small, chubby creature put a blanket on him.

"Don't make noise, Tong Mo, the boss fell asleep studying the recipe."

Tong Mo was being beaten by Shenweijiu, and when he heard this, he collapsed and raised his head.

"Am I making noise? I'm screaming! Tell him not to hit me!"

"But what does this have to do with me?" Da Zaijiu, who came over again, raised his paw and scratched his ears, his tone indifferent, "I'm only responsible for telling you to shut up."

"Jiu Ming! I'm going to be beaten to death! Jiu Ming!"

The business development was unexpectedly smooth, and there was an interesting episode in the process. There was an underground underworld organization who wanted to get the egg tart formula of Hong Yanmo and then monopolize the entire Yokohama egg tart world, and sent people to rent Yan Moting. The little house is fenced.Before Hong Yanma could do anything, members of the Armed Detective Agency rushed to protect their good neighbors.

die!That's a good neighbor who delivers delicious food every day, drops new products from time to time, and even tweets and bouncing!

"Don't let me see you again." Yosano Akiko with a machete on his shoulder, with a horrified expression, "Otherwise I'll beat you until you're breathless, and then save you, beat you until you're breathless, and then revive..."

The members of the underworld hugged each other and shivered, while Hong Yanmo and Jiujiu watched from the sidelines.

"It's really worthless, but I just want to grab the recipe and dominate the egg tart world."

"Jiu is yes! It's so worthless! I didn't pursue Jiu!" A group of Jiu Jiu tried their best to agree with the boss.

"If it's popular, at least the bakery industry must also be taken down!" Chirp!

"..."

It seems that Boss Hong is not going anywhere.

Yosano Akiko keenly heard something from Hong Yanmo's words, and suddenly said in surprise:

"Boss Hong is going to launch bread?!"

Yan Que smiled brightly at her.

"Yes Chirp! Everyone in the detective agency always has no time to eat breakfast, after that, Hong will send it directly to Chirp!"

Good food is born for human needs.

Hong Yanmo realized this more and more clearly.

Every time I see the smiling faces of people eating egg tarts, the exhaustion of the night's production seems to be swept away, and the surrounding gradually becomes lively. Many customers want to add Hong Yanmo's contact information, and Hong Yanmo even bought it. A new mobile phone, the mobile phone address book is full of text messages.

[Is the boss still in the old place?Are there any egg tarts left?I'll be right over! 】

[——Red here, there is still half a box of egg tarts, hurry up and chirp. 】

[Why does the boss send text messages with "jiu"? 】

【——Send three egg tarts!Hong has no language addiction! 】

[How can Boss Hong have a language addiction!Must not! 】

Finally, after setting up a roadside stall for a month, Boss Hong counted the small coffers, and his hair stood on end!

It's time to decorate the storefront!

"Long live the boss, Jiujiu!" The Jiujiu who had eaten instant noodles for a month at the beginning of the business cried with joy, "Do you want to eat something good tonight?"

Hong Yanmo's hair was shaking, and he looked very proud.

"Of course, Hong has taken the time to develop a lot of new products recently, and has never given anyone a taste of Chiu!"

Amid the cheers of "long live", Tong Mojiu suddenly realized:

"No wonder the boss has so much dark circles under his eyes recently that he looks like a panda."

Red Yama: "..."

Hong Yanmo: "Tong Mo eats instant noodles."

Tong Mo: "???"

It takes half a month to decorate the store, and after the decoration is completed, the new product developed by Hong Yanmo can completely support a store.He has drawn up a lot of people who will be invited to the opening ceremony. Everyone from the Armed Detective Agency is a must, and a few acquaintances from Mafia at the port can also be invited, although they may not come here. In the end, it is...

Yan Que looked up at Osamu Dazai who had returned to his human form and was eating fried shrimp and shaking his chair beside him.

"Da Zaijiu, you're here for the opening?"

Osamu Dazai was still shaking his chair.

"No, Mr. Sen's side will be more troublesome, and people like me..." He smiled, "You don't need to take care of me in this kind of occasion, right? I don't do much work for the boss either."

"But this house isn't the one you bought and rented to the jios?"

Osamu Dazai was taken aback. He never expected that Boss Hong would regain his former shrewdness so quickly.

"This is really..." He still smiled, "I thought the boss would only find out later."

"So, as Hong's benefactor in the early days of entrepreneurship, even in the form of Jiu, please come to watch the ceremony!"

Ben Yanma noticed that when the word "benefactor" was mentioned, Osamu Dazai's expression changed.He seemed to have low nostalgia, but finally closed his eyes with a smile.

"It's amazing that I can write something like this..."

"What chirp?"

"No, it's nothing, since the boss invited me like this, I will definitely come." Osamu Dazai leaned back in the chair, and moved his fingertips.He spent some meritorious power on the boss, turning the feathers into red, and now he has a low touch, wanting to see the boss who is going the same way as the black feathers.

So he withdrew that bit of meritorious power.

"In this way, Hong will have ten opening flower baskets!" Hong Yanmo is very happy, the number of flower baskets represents popularity, and Hong Yanmo values ​​this very much.

He was happy in his heart, when he suddenly heard a loud "bang", and turned his head, it was Osamu Dazai who was shaking the chair, and he was lying on the ground with the chair, his face full of disbelief.

"Da Zai Jiu?"

Ben Yanmo looked confusedly at Osamu Dazai who suddenly pulled up his sleeve to check. Following the gaze of the other party, Ben Yanmo also saw his sleeve. Under the large red feathers, there was a circle of black feathers around the edge. He Can't help being surprised.

"Why did the tips of the red feathers turn black?!"

It didn't turn black.

Dazai almost couldn't help laughing.

It is really about to change back.

"Boss." He smiled, "Maybe I can give you a great opening gift."