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They were all soup dumplings, but there were still some differences between the steamed buns. For example, the big soup dumplings that Yuan Zhou prepared for the customers were not only huge but also crystal clear. One could clearly see the flowing soup inside. The soup was quivering and just looking at it made one want to suck it.

As for the soup dumplings prepared for Yin ya, they were of course small and exquisite soup dumplings. They were still transparent with flowing juice and had clear and beautiful folds. Each of them seemed to be a priceless crystal. They were both beautiful and delicious. Most importantly, they were convenient to carry around.

The customers didn't know the difference. It was an absolute enjoyment to drink a mouthful of hot soup in the cold winter.

After Wu Hai announced that the breakfast today was soup dumplings, the grandpa, who was really in love with the soup dumplings and happened to be here today, almost jumped up.

There was no other way to have a capricious boss. He didn't bring the same breakfast every day. Even if the breakfast was repeated occasionally, it might not be what he liked. Although they were both delicious, everyone had their own preferences. After all, people's hearts were biased.

No one knew when it started, but Wu Hai had taken on the role of broadcasting the breakfast every morning. That nose of his was definitely not a disgrace to his identity as a black beast.

After Wu Hai announced the breakfast content, they could perfectly know whether the breakfast today was new or old. It was much better than the new dish expert MA Zhida.

Ever since Yuan Zhou had served many new cuisines one after another, MA Zhida's title of "master of new dishes" had long ceased to exist in name only. The biggest reason was definitely that his wallet wasn't fat enough and definitely not that he wasn't capable enough. MA Zhida had always believed in this.

Wu Hai had already announced the breakfast for today. Although everyone was excited, they were still able to control their emotions. After all, they had not eaten it yet. It was not until su Ruoyan carried out a box with the words "hotpot lucky draw" written on it that the atmosphere at the scene was ignited.

Whether it was the people waiting in line to eat and draw the lottery while they were at it, or the people waiting in line just to draw the lottery, they all started to get excited.

Some people even blew on their hands, not because they were cold, but because they wanted to blow on them. Perhaps they could blow away their bad luck and keep their good luck. Of course, the key was that they could also get a spot.

"The lottery for the hotpot quota will now begin. Anyone who wants to eat hotpot can draw, but only ten places will be drawn." Su Ruoyan said.

This was the second time she was drawing the quota for hotpot. However, previously, she had drawn the quota for vegetarian feasts, daily drinking, roasted whole lamb, and so on. Su Ruoyan was definitely familiar with the process.

Naturally, the lucky draw began with Wu Hai, who was ranked first every day. As long as Wu Hai lived at home, he would never lose the first place, unless it was snatched by Queen Jiang. If he couldn't beat her, he could only accept it.

Anyway, it probably meant that as long as Wu Hai was there, they would always be the third party with the highest ranking.

Of course, Wu Hai was good at fighting for the first place. But when it came to luck, it was not because Wu beast was luckier than others. For example, Wu Hai didn't get the quota now. A bright white ball had already explained the problem.

Mao Xiong also suffered a defeat. He still got the White ball. After confirming that he didn't get it, Wu Hai started to stare at the people who drew the lottery behind him. If there was anyone he knew who got it, his eyes would be sparkling. Obviously, he was already thinking about how to get two places.

As a hot pot fan, especially a spicy hot pot fan, he couldn't wait to eat it every day. How could he miss this hot pot day? he had to eat it.

Not to mention Wu Hai and Mao Xiong's discussion on how to get the quota from their acquaintances, Wu Zhou and Wu Yungui, who had just drawn the lots, had already been watched.

Actually, the most conspicuous people at the scene were not Wu Hai and his friends. After all, every customer who didn't draw the lottery would pay close attention to every person who was drawing the lottery or had already confirmed the number of people who drew the lottery. They were thinking of ways to get to know each other, which didn't seem out of place at all. On the contrary, it was quite in line with the National conditions. After all, China was a society of human relationships.

Apart from the people who drew the quota, the most attractive thing was definitely a group of people. There were both men and women. No matter what they were wearing, they all wore a clean and beautiful dark green apron around their waists. On it, the words "Qin Fang hotpot" were written brightly. It could be said to be very striking.

The number of people was also very objective. There were at least 50 people, and they were not in the same line. They were basically standing one person away from each other.

They were all standing in the line specially for drawing lots. To be honest, if this place wasn't the master chef Restaurant and Yuan Zhou wasn't in charge, it would be impossible to find so many people to make sandwich biscuits for more than 50 people.

"Did you arrange this?" Tian penghao stood behind Yan junchang and asked in a low voice.

At this moment, they were also standing in the line waiting for the lottery. However, in order to make sure that the ten spots were not finished before they had drawn, they were still in the front of the line because they had arrived early.

Although there was still a lot of fog around them that had yet to dissipate, everyone could still see their surroundings quite clearly. Of course, they couldn't see the queue in the distance very clearly. This was also the reason why they couldn't determine how many people Yan junchang had arranged for them.

"There's strength in numbers. Although we might not be able to get it, others might. At that time, we can go and eat hotpot. So, I've arranged for all the employees of three stores to come and get it. I wonder if it's enough?" Yan junchang frowned and thought.

Tian penghao choked and didn't know what to say. Qin Fang's hotpot restaurant was not an ordinary hotpot restaurant. There were around 20 people in each restaurant, and there were only more and no less. With 60 to 70 people drawing at the same time, they would at least be able to get a spot. Tian penghao instantly felt relieved.

It was obvious that he didn't know if Yan junchang was still thinking about the problem.

This scene was much bigger than the time when Chen Wei let his apprentices draw the drinking quota.

'When people gather, the fire will be higher','Unity is Power', but sometimes, it was not just a matter of numbers.

As the saying went,"if you're not a chieftain, then you'll be a chieftain."

When it was Yan junchang and Tian penghao's turn to draw, although they were already prepared that they wouldn't be able to draw anything, they still felt a sense of disappointment when they actually managed to draw two white balls.

Unfortunately, Yan junchang, who had always been a strategist, didn't expect the next scene.

Although Qin Fang's staff only drew a spot every other person, sometimes it was so strange. Out of more than 60 people, no one drew a red ball. All the White balls were white, and they could form a team to sell the balls.

It just so happened that two of the diners caught between them drew the red ball, but they didn't draw it themselves, which was embarrassing.

Tian penghao was speechless.

The result came too quickly like a tornado. It took him a while to react before he realized that none of them had drawn a spot.

"Did we leave at the wrong time today?" Tian penghao asked.

If everyone didn't get it, they wouldn't be so angry, but with Qin Fang's people in the way, two of them got it. They couldn't even say that they were not unlucky.

"I think it's because there are too few people." Yan junchang said sternly.

Tian penghao didn't know if he should agree or suggest that they go to the temple to take a look at the winter scenery.

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