"It's that place, it's the potatoes!"

I don’t know who smelled the oily aroma of the potatoes here, and someone yelled.

In an instant, the whole stall of pot crumb potatoes was filled with people.

Even Qian Qiang and his son who were kneeling there and slapped the other side were squeezed aside.

Those who come here to eat snacks do not know Qian Qiang and his son, so they don’t have to give face to the fathers.

Because Zhang Liang was in front of him, even if he was squeezed aside by these people, Qian Qiang did not dare to be angry at all.

The father and son were so frustrated that they were so frustrated.

"This...how is this so delicious?" Even Boss Li himself was shocked.

He has been making pot crumb potatoes for so many years, constantly studying how to improve the taste of pot crumb potatoes and constantly improving the quality of pot crumb potatoes.

The reason why his business of pot crumb potatoes is good is because there is a difference between him and others. Others are making pot crumb potatoes, but he is doing an art.

However, the art he had studied for so many years was collapsed under the offensive of a barrel of oil provided by Zhang Liang.

A barrel of oil instantly eliminated his efforts for many years.

With this barrel of oil, his level of potatoes has been improved to a higher level, which is simply incredible.

Boss Li's face was flushed.

He sells potatoes, one for making money, and the other for bringing delicious food to diners.

Every time he sees diners praise their pot potatoes, he is extremely excited.

This shows the diners' recognition of his pot crumbs and potatoes.

Now, his business has reached an unprecedented level, which is so good that it is, and he is extremely excited.

"Boss, do you need help?"

Zhang Liang was also a little surprised that the potatoes made from the oil he provided would smell so good, which he didn't even think of.

At the same time, he felt that the boss’s potatoes were problematic, otherwise, the potatoes would not be so delicious.

He felt that if he had time, he must discuss with the boss how the other party grew potatoes.

"Yeah, OK!"

The boss is indeed a little too busy because there are too many people queuing up to eat pot crumb potatoes. The enthusiasm of these people has brought the atmosphere up, and even he wants to sell the pot crumb potatoes to customers faster.

It was originally expected that the pot crumb potatoes that were sold until late at night, but with Zhang Liang's help, they were sold out at half of them.

Those who were queuing up and didn't get any food were complaining here.

But there is no extra potatoes in the pot crumbs, and even if these people complain, they have no choice but to be depressed.

"Boss, what time will you open tomorrow? We'll be in line tomorrow."

Those who lined up to not eat the pot crumbs and potatoes here were a little unwilling to give in and asked.

The boss was a little embarrassed when he heard these people's words.

Because he comes here to set up a stall tomorrow, there will definitely be no more oil provided by Zhang Liang.

As for the oil I used today, he will deal with it.

Because he does not use overnight oil to make crumb potatoes, the crumb potatoes made in that way do not have enough fragrance, which is an insult to the quality of the crumb potatoes.

However, after disposing of the oil given by Zhang Liang, he would no longer have such oil and would never be able to make such delicious potatoes.

He couldn't help but look at Zhang Liang for help.

Zhang Liang understood what the boss meant in seconds, and he laughed and said, "Don't worry, Boss Li will come to set up a stall on time tomorrow, and the pot-baked potatoes they make will be as delicious."

"Yes, I will appear here on time at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Boss Li said to everyone.

"At four o'clock, okay, I'll be in line at 3:30 tomorrow afternoon."

"I'll come at three o'clock."

"Boss, I'll get off work at six o'clock. I'll leave me a bowl, and I'm willing to give it double the price."

...

Soon, the crowd was excited.

Zhang Liang's mouth twitched when he heard these people's words.

How did he feel that this simple pot of potatoes will be born with scalpers and come to queue up to sell tickets?

Because the potatoes were sold out, the crowd reluctantly left.

The entire stall seemed empty and deserted in an instant.

Qian Qiang and his son knelt on one side, their faces swollen, and the two of them knelt there for more than an hour, their legs were numb.

As for the little brothers Qian Qiang called, I had long since run to where I had no loyalty.

"President, I've been slapping myself for more than an hour. Can I let me go? I promise you that I will never do evil again and will discipline my son and not let him cause trouble." Qian Qiang was crying to death.

Zhang Liang was busy just now. He was afraid of making Zhang Liang angry, so he didn't dare to provoke Zhang Liang, but he didn't want to provoke him. Zhang Liang was busy and forgot him aside, so he could only kneel there all the time.

At first, he twitched his ears very frequently, but later he became busier and busier, mainly because he had no strength.

"Okay, get out with your son. If I really meet you next time, it will not be as simple as tonight."

Zhang Liang was also a little embarrassed. He went to help sell potatoes by himself, but forgot Qian Qiang, which made the other party kneel here for so long.

Seeing Qian Qiang kneeling so obediently, Zhang Liang was not ready to argue with him anymore.

"Yes, thank you, President, thank you!"

Qian Qiang kept apologizing. Seeing that his son Qian Pizi did not respond, he threw Qian Pizi on the back of the head and yelled: "What are you doing while standing there? Thank you to the president."

"Thank you, President, for your kindness." Qian Pizi reacted.

Zhang Liang waved his hands at the two of them.

The two of them quickly stood up and walked quickly to the distance.

However, because the two of them had been kneeling for too long, they had only taken two steps after they stood up, and only felt their feet numb and they fell out.

Zhang Liang was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them anymore, but looked at Boss Li next to him.

Only after chatting with Boss Li just now did Zhang Liang learn about Boss Li's full name.

Boss Li’s name is very honest, just called Li Zhen.

Mr. Li had already cleaned up the stall. He came to Zhang Liang, rubbed his hands and asked, "Brother Zhang, discuss something with you."

"Do you want my oil?" Zhang Liang asked with a smile.

"Haha, it's true that I can't hide it from you, little brother."

Li smiled honestly and said, "Yes, I want to ask where you bought the oil from? Would you like to sell it to me?"

"I can tell you where I bought this oil, but why should I tell you?" Zhang Liang suddenly asked playfully.

Li Laoshi was obviously stunned and said, "In this way, you introduce the oil seller to me, and I am willing to give you an introduction fee."

"Introduction fee? I'll introduce you to the person who sells the oil. You'll finish the introduction fee once. But if you take this oil, you can make continuous profits. Didn't I lose money?" Zhang Liang said with a smile.
Chapter completed!