The owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall swallowed quietly. He woke up early and didn't eat breakfast, and the steamed stuffed buns in the steamer were not good yet. The noodles made by Zhong Ziqi were all "colorful and fragrant", and his stomach growled when he seduced him. He turned around in embarrassment and didn't look at them. He stared straight at the steamer, hoping that it would get better soon, but why did the fragrance get better and better
He turned around suspiciously, and what came into his eyes was a bowl of hot noodles, and the owner of the noodles was looking at him with a smile on his face: "Uncle Song, you can also try my noodles and see if it tastes good."
Uncle Song touched his nose in embarrassment: "It's not easy for you to set up a stall, how can I take advantage of you, you can eat by yourself."
"Just a bowl of noodles is not worth much, and besides, I will have to rely on Uncle Song to take care of my small stall in the future." When it came to this point, Uncle Song was not pretentious, took the bowl and thanked him, and followed suit After eating it with big mouthfuls, the taste is as good as imagined. It is hard to think that this is made by a half-grown child.
Zhong Ziqi returned to the stall, looked around and saw that some people had noticed this fragrant stall, he didn't care what they were hesitating about, he cleared his throat and imitated the vendors around him: "Big bone noodle soup, delicious!! It's not delicious No money, don’t miss it when you pass by!”
"Pfft, cough cough!" Zhao Ning spat out, coughed lightly, and looked at Zhong Ziqi in disbelief. Even Zhao Sheng looked at him in surprise, only Zhao Zheng'an didn't notice anything wrong, he heard his wife's yelling, stopped his chopsticks in amusing and followed his words and shouted loudly: "Big bone soup noodles, delicious!! No It's delicious and doesn't cost money, don't miss it when you pass by." After shouting, he looked at Zhong Ziqi with narrow eyes.
Zhong Ziqi complimented habitually: "Zheng'an yelled well, let's yell a few more times." Zhao Zhengan got his wife's order and yelled with his voice over and over again.
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng saw that someone was already looking here and walking this way, suddenly they had an epiphany in their minds, when they should let go of their face, they should put it down, who knows who is who without shouting a few times!
"Boss, bring me a bowl of noodles." A man in his thirties, wearing a short jacket, said while sitting at Zhong Ziqi's booth, looking at the three of Zhao Zhengan who were eating noodles at the same time, the aroma was really lingering.
"Okay, wait a minute." Zhong Ziqi blinked at the three of them: See if this business is here
Zhao Ning got up and came over to help light the fire, and said in a low voice, "Ziqi, amazing!"
Zhong Ziqi giggled, and he was very excited. This was his first business, and it finally opened. It would be shameful if it kept being so cold.
Zhong Ziqi stirred the noodles deftly in her hands, and when she felt that it was almost ready, she put it into a big bowl and brought it to the man's table: "Your noodles, five cents."
The man tasted it first, not to mention that it was much more delicious than the noodles at other noodle stalls, and it also had the fragrance of bamboo shoots, especially the bamboo shoots were a bit sour to bite. He couldn't help asking suspiciously: "Boss, are you Are these bamboo shoots not bad? Why are they sour?"
Zhong Ziqi laughed and said: "Look at what you said, I can still take it up and eat it if it's broken. This is my unique method. I'm sorry for the inconvenience of telling you, but don't worry, if my friends eat it again, they will definitely not eat it." poisonous."
That is to say, the big man is just expressing his surprise. He himself works on the pier, unloading goods and doing some handyman. He knows where the delicious food here all the year round. For example, there are two The well-known noodle stall is also very busy in the morning. It is still a little far away from Zhong Ziqi's stall. He often eats there too. Today, when he was planning to go there for a bite, he suddenly heard a clear shout. The older men in the pile were particularly conspicuous, so he looked for the voice and saw a brother who was about the same age as his child cooking there, and there were three other children of the same age at the stall, one of whom was still After yelling nonstop, he sat down interested and asked for a bowl of noodles, but he didn't expect the taste to be even better than those two. The big man took out five cents and handed it to Zhong Ziqi without any hesitation, and began to eat.
Zhong Ziqi padded the copper plate and laughed happily: "You eat slowly, call us if you need something."
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng were also very happy that the stall had its first income. Zhao Sheng simply broke the jar and yelled together with Zhao Zhengan. One after another, people came to eat noodles looking for the sound, especially the big man who was a frequent visitor to the pier. Many people knew him. Seeing his delicious food at this humble stall, they couldn't help coming over to try it. Of course, after eating, they My eyes will be bright and I will ask for a second bowl. There are also some people who look at the stalls set up by a few children and don't believe it at all. Zhong Ziqi didn't have time to take care of these things, he was busy at the moment, there were five or six people sitting in the booth, he asked Zhao Ning to deliver the noodles, and collected the money along the way.
In this way, Zhong Ziqi had already sold more than ten bowls of noodles early in the morning. This amount is not a small amount for some old stalls. Zhong Ziqi is already very content, which has completely exceeded his budget. There is also a lot of business at the stall, Uncle Song is happier than him.
The weather in summer is hot, and it is only cool in the morning, and the temperature rises at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. Zhong Ziqi's noodle stall can no longer welcome anyone, and many people around are looking at him gloatingly. Selling cooked food is already very difficult. Things like buns are edible when they are cold, but noodles will condense into lumps when they are cold. So it can be sold in the morning, and even the two old noodle stalls at the wharf have to change their food to sell it when it is hot.
Zhong Ziqi felt that the hot noodle soup was worthless, so she asked Zhao Ning to help clean up the booth, and instructed Zhao Zhengan and Zhao Sheng to fetch water.
"Brother Qi, are you going back?" Uncle Song asked. In his opinion, it is not bad to sell more than 50 yuan in the early morning, just like his buns can be sold for a day. One hundred and eighty characters is still a good time for business.
"It's still early, I'm going to sell another food." Zhong Ziqi said gently, taking out a cloth bag and soaking the rice noodles in cold water for a while.
Uncle Song was silent. He was quite surprised. He didn't expect that a young brother knew a lot, and he was better than him in business. He didn't know this when he first came, but now even if he knows it, he is powerless. , he really doesn't know anything about this.
Zhong Ziqi cleaned the pot, filled it with water, and brought it to a boil. At this time, Zhao Sheng and the others had brought back the water, and Zhong Ziqi hurriedly instructed them to put the water in a cool place and cover it by the way.
"Xiao Ning, follow me, and help me make it when there are many people." Zhong Ziqi turned his head and said, he still has confidence in cold noodles.
Zhao Ning was taken aback, then recovered and quickly said, "I—I'll just forget it." He said this a little bit without confidence, and there was nothing he couldn't learn if he started here, and it wasn't a complicated thing, and Zhong Ziqi herself Not behind his back. It's just that he is still very embarrassed to learn other people's money-making skills in such an open and aboveboard way. This is also thanks to the fact that they are good friends.
"Hey, what's the matter, you have helped me so much, why do I not trust you, if I can start this business, I have to rely on you all the time." Besides, Zhong Ziqi didn't say something, such as The business was really good. He wanted Zhao Ning to work with him. He taught him his skills and asked him to open one. He is a person who knows how to repay his kindness. The Zhao family has helped him so much. Of course, he will return a lot of money. Besides, he doesn't care about these small crafts. He still has many recipes that don't exist in this world. If he has done enough of this, he can change another one.
Zhao Ning was very happy to hear Zhong Ziqi's words, which showed that Ziqi really regarded him as a friend. Since Ziqi became a relative, the warmth between the two seemed to have disappeared. Every time, it was his one-way enthusiasm that made him He thought there was a rift between the two of them.
The water in the pot boiled quickly. Zhong Ziqi put the rice noodles into the pot and boiled them for a while, then scooped them up and put them in the prepared bowl, which was filled with cold water.
"The shredded rice can't be boiled for too long. It will break after a long time. Soak it in cold water after cooking, so that it has toughness." Zhong Ziqi carefully explained the points of attention to Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning nodded, expressing his understanding.
Next, Zhong Ziqi seasoned, raised his hand and took a large bowl again, added a small spoonful of sugar, vinegar, an appropriate amount of soy sauce, and sesame oil, and finally put a little salt, scooped out a large bowl of cold water, poured it into the bowl and stirred it , Avoid the water in the cold noodles, put the cold noodles into the prepared soup, cut a washed tomato and put it in, and cut the cucumber into shreds and put it in, the cold noodles are ready.
"The seasoning can be adjusted according to personal taste. For example, some people like to eat sweet, and some people like to eat sour. You can add more appropriately. Alright, the cold noodles are ready. Try it."
Zhao Ning happily took the bowl, ran to the table and tasted it first, it was really refreshing, sweet and sour, with the crispness of cucumber. He took a big mouthful before reluctantly giving it to the two who were staring at him eagerly.
Zhong Ziqi didn't make a bowl for each of the three people this time, because Mifensi is still relatively expensive, so she made a bowl for them to try something new, and advertised it to the guests who came and went.
"Cold noodles, icy cold noodles, eat a bowl of refreshing cold noodles!" Zhao Zheng'an and Zhao Sheng followed the rhetoric Zhong Ziqi taught him, and shouted again.
This will be the time when the hot people feel uncomfortable, and it is getting hotter and hotter. Not to mention the pedestrians, even small traders like them are suffering from the heat. Zhong Ziqi's cold noodles undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention, and others were also quite surprised. The two foods that this brother sells for the first time are very strange. The first one is okay, but I heard that the bamboo shoots in it are sour. Yes, but this cold noodle looks uncooked, but people say it is cool and delicious.
Someone couldn't bear the heat and simply sat at Zhong Ziqi's booth: "Boss, give me a bowl and I'll try it, and see if it's like what you said."
"Okay, wait a minute." Zhong Ziqi swiftly made a bowl and served it, still charging five Wen.
The man's eyes lit up immediately after taking the first bite.
"Hey, brother, how's it going? Is it delicious?" asked while watching the excitement.
"It's delicious. It's as cold as the water just tapped from my well. It's also sweet and sour. The boss will bring me another bowl."
In this era, there is no mention of this. When they heard someone applaud, those who were greedy couldn't help but order a bowl one after another. In this way, Zhong Ziqi's business was completely opened up. Just collecting the money was soft, Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Ning cooked together with one pot, Zhao Sheng was responsible for collecting the money, Zhao Zhengan stood in front of the stall and yelled when he saw that he had nothing to do with himself.
There are only four tables in Zhong Ziqi's small stall. Some people have no place to sit. They either squat down to eat or sit and eat at Uncle Song's stall next door. Uncle Song is not unhappy, on the contrary, he is very happy, because some people Others ate cold noodles and bought a few steamed buns before leaving.