At nine in the morning, Chen Yu switched on all the machines.
The flatbreads and noodles soon began releasing their enticing aroma.
After a round of experimentation, Chen Yu had a rough idea of the pricing.
A pound of flour could make about three large baked flatbreads, priced at two yuan each.
As for the noodles, a pound of flour could yield two large bowls, each priced at three yuan.
Such prices were much cheaper than those outside.
Besides, these items were meant to pair with the marinated dishes, so there was no need to mark up the prices too high.
Once Chen Yu entered the prices into the ordering system, the whole store immediately went crazy.
It was nearing noon now, and a lot of people had already come in for lunch.
A bowl of noodles, three ounces of marinated dishes, two flatbreads, half a pound of marinated...
Combinations like these suddenly became all the rage.
By twelve at noon, the number of people in the store was more than double that of yesterday.
