Chapter: 295

The blond man smiled and said, "Then what kind of special food does this place have?"

"Egg Fried Rice."

"anything else?"

"Egg Fried Rice."

"Is there nothing else?"

"have."

"Oh, that's okay, what is the special food?"

"Egg Fried Rice."

"puff...."

"This foreign brother." Finally, the young man next to the blond man patted his arm and said, "There are many delicacies here, but you can't eat them. We can only taste egg fried rice."

"Why?" The blond man asked suspiciously.

"Do you know Chinese characters?"

"I know." The blond man nodded.

"Then take a look at the sign over there, and you'll know why."

"Okay." The blond man nodded when he heard the words, got up and walked to the side of the door. He looked at the notice board seriously and murmured:

"Business hours? Only three hours? Egg fried rice is 300 yuan, and milk is 100 yuan? Are other dishes only members can taste? OHmygod!"

When he saw the information below, he suddenly screamed and couldn't believe his eyes.

One million membership cards? And it's still the first ten cards, and the next membership card is 10 million? My God, ten million membership cards, how is it possible?

He was already in a daze at this moment, not knowing what was going on.

Somewhat at a loss, he returned to his seat. Seeing his expression, the crowd around him couldn't help but let out a satisfied smile.

It's completely reasonable, you have to know that when they saw the news for the first time, they were not much less shocked than him.

After a while, when the blond man came back to his senses, his face was a bit complicated. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, took a picture of the restaurant's signboard outside, then opened the notepad and wrote:

Mengmeng's Casual Restaurant, No. XXX XX Street, at noon on XX, XX, XX:

Very strange restaurant, dozens of people line up at the door, the business is booming, the restaurant has a membership system, one million membership cards from the 1st to the 10th, 10 million membership cards from the 11th to the 20th, unbelievable, non-members temporarily Only egg fried rice and milk, 300 yuan a piece of egg fried rice, 100 yuan a cup of milk, the price is slightly higher.

After recording these, the blond man put away his mobile phone and silently waited for the crowd.

In the dining room, when the rice was about to be cooked, Zhang Han took out the large cooking pot, poured the spiritual water from Crescent Mountain into it, and put it on the stove to boil the water.

Seeing this scene, Liang Mengqi's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked, "Boss, do we have new delicacies?"

"Um."

"What is that?"

"Soup noodles."