I have to admit that Ma Xiaolong is really a creative guy. He not only made a barbecue there to attract everyone's attention.
The fried rice and barbecue were mixed and packed into rectangular kraft paper boxes. In this way, when you buy barbecue fried rice and open the kraft paper box, you will find that the barbecue fried rice looks like a rice ball, which is really interesting to look at.
Because of this kind of interesting existence, it attracted many people's curiosity and made many people line up to buy it.
And after people buy it, when they eat it, it will become a scenic spot to attract others.
As a result, more and more diners were attracted and ran to Ma Xiaolong to line up.
Seeing that more and more people were queuing over there, Lin Ruifeng's side was unusually deserted. Even many old diners who were used to eating at Lin Ruifeng's place couldn't help but want to go over there to buy a portion to try.
Seeing this, Zhao Daxia pulled Lin Ruifeng and said, "Xiao Lin, it seems that Ma Youhan has really shown his real skills today. Is he really going to take away our business this time and squeeze us out of here?"
After hearing what Zhao Daxia said, Lin Ruifeng came to his senses instantly.
He understood that Ma Xiaolong really had bad intentions. He had given him a piece of Wagyu beef and told him to use it with fried rice.
As a result, when he really started to do it, Ma Xiaolong actually changed his approach.
It is not made with Wagyu beef, but instead uses this method of hanging meat sticks to attract diners to buy it.
In addition, after he mixed the fried rice and barbecue, he pressed them all into a rectangular kraft paper box, which added a bit of interest to the fried rice.
After everyone opened the kraft paper box, the shaped fried rice was revealed and it really looked like rice balls.
This way, you don’t even need to use bowls and chopsticks, you can just hold the brown paper box and eat it like you’re biting into a rice ball.
This way of eating fried rice was something that not only the diners had never seen before, but even Lin Ruifeng had never thought of it. So at this moment, Lin Ruifeng was full of admiration for the other party. He was indeed a master, worthy of being able to help his master.
Zhao Daxia saw that Lin Ruifeng didn't say anything, but just stared at that place, his eyes seemed to be staring straight.
She couldn't help but worry if Lin Ruifeng had been stimulated by something
Zhao Daxia reached out and patted Lin Ruifeng on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Lin, don't get excited. Let's just do our job well. I believe those people are just curious. Once their curiosity has passed, they probably won't all run over to line up. Don't worry too much."
As soon as Zhao Daxia finished speaking, a man stood in front of the cart and said, "Give me one serving of fried rice and one serving of wontons."
Seeing that someone finally came to order food, Zhao Daxia excitedly wanted Lin Ruifeng to start working immediately.
But before Zhao Daxia could speak, Lin Ruifeng had already agreed while making his move: "Okay, would you like the fried rice spicy? Would you like a stronger or lighter flavor?"
For the person who came to buy fried rice, it was the first time that Lin Ruifeng asked him such a question.
After hesitating for a moment in front of the stall, the customer said, "Oh, don't make it spicy, and make it a little lighter. The weather is quite hot recently, and we can't eat too salty or too oily."
Lin Ruifeng immediately agreed and said, "Okay, I'll be right there."
It was a very familiar set of movements. Lin Ruifeng had been doing this for many days, so he was already very familiar with it.
Soon a portion of fried rice was made by Lin Ruifeng. He followed his master's method and put all the fried rice into the wok. Then he turned the wok upside down on the plate. Instantly a complete portion of fried rice appeared.
Then, Lin Ruifeng quickly added the barbecued pork and poured his own sauce on it.
Everything was ready, and Lin Ruifeng handed it to the person waiting in front of the cart.
The other person took the fried rice and looked at the very beautiful and complete half-circle fried rice on the plate, as well as the juicy barbecued pork next to it, and really thought it was very beautiful.
Seeing the diners in a daze, Lin Ruifeng smiled and reminded: "You can take the fried rice and eat it first. We will call you when the wontons are ready."
The diner finally came to his senses and responded with some surprise: "Oh, oh, okay."
When the diner took the fried rice and found a seat to sit down.
Those diners who bought fried rice from Ma Xiaolong were also attracted by the semicircle of fried rice on the plate, the neatly arranged barbecued pork, and the dipping sauce on it when they passed by him.
Some people couldn't help but think it was delicious and wanted to try such a fried rice.
Before that diner had taken a few bites, Lin Ruifeng's wontons were ready.
Zhao Daxia simply called her eldest son and asked him to carefully pass the wontons to the other party.
With the crepe wontons on the side, those who were holding the brown paper box and chewing non-stop suddenly felt that the fried rice in their hands was a little dry, and their mouths were dry. Looking at the wontons again, they really wanted to have a bowl.
Afterwards, some people started lining up in front of Lin Ruifeng's stall, all wanting to buy wontons.
Lin Ruifeng and Zhao Daxia also got busy and started to quickly cook wontons for everyone.
While cooking, Zhao Daxia saw that more and more people were lining up in front of the cart window, so she thought of an idea and whispered to the busy Lin Ruifeng, "Xiao Lin, so many people are coming to buy wontons. Why don't we just tell them that they can only buy wontons if they buy our fried rice? Wouldn't that reduce the number of people buying from there?"
I have to say that this is indeed a good idea of Zhao Daxia, which can make Ma Xiaolong's business worse.
But Lin Ruifeng was stunned for a moment, and immediately rejected this idea in a low voice.
"No, Aunt Zhao, if we do that, our reputation will also decline. We must do our best and not force sales or engage in bundled sales. It is people's freedom to choose whose fried rice they want to buy, and we cannot interfere."
Seeing Lin Ruifeng's insistence, Zhao Daxia sighed helplessly and whispered, "I'm afraid that after today, Ma Xiaolong will discover the appeal of wontons and go back to make wontons too."
Lin Ruifeng said very seriously: "Don't be afraid, Master's crepe wontons are very unique and not so easy to imitate."
Zhao Daxia was skeptical: "Really?"
Lin Ruifeng responded with a smile: "Don't worry, auntie, we won't lose."
As bowl after bowl of crepe wontons were handed out, Lin Ruifeng's business finally picked up.
But as night fell, more and more people came to the small market, and Ma Xiaolong's business also flourished, gaining favor with more and more people.
However, since it was only the first day that Ma Xiaolong started selling fried rice, and after nightfall, the girls came one after another and surrounded his stall. So Ma Xiaolong's business was not as good as he had imagined. Instead, some old customers who were used to Lin Ruifeng's fried rice would still buy it from him.
So to be honest, both sides were evenly matched at today's night market, and no one was really decided who was better.
After being surrounded by that group of beautiful girls for a while, Ma Xiaolong finally couldn't help but get angry.
He pulled out a loud speaker from somewhere and shouted at the group of women surrounding his stall: "Can you women please move aside? If you want to buy fried rice, please pay for it. After buying, please move aside. If you don't want to buy, please get out."
Because Ma Xiaolong's words were shouted directly through a loud speaker, everyone in the entire small market could hear them.
In an instant, the originally bustling small market suddenly became quiet.
Then almost everyone's eyes were focused on Ma Xiaolong.
After a brief silence, the young ladies who had been gathering in front of the stall finally began to make way one after another. Some of them went to line up to buy food, while others simply turned around and left. The situation that had troubled Ma Xiaolong for many days was actually solved in this way.
When Lin Ruifeng was somewhat unbelievable, he heard the two women muttering as they passed by his stall and left.
"What? He's just a little more handsome, but I didn't expect him to have such a bad temper."
"That's right. We've been here for so many days and he's always ignored us. Now he's getting angry. Humph, I won't buy food from him anymore."
Hearing this, the two women became angry and left while denouncing Ma Xiaolong together.
Lin Ruifeng turned his head to look at Zhao Daxia, and smiled helplessly: "I really can't understand it. Did these women come here just to see Ma Xiaolong?"
Zhao Daxia smiled and said, "I don't understand either. If it were me, I would definitely not want to travel so far to see someone. I would at least have a good meal before going back."
Hearing what Zhao Daxia said, Lin Ruifeng immediately laughed: "Haha, Aunt Zhao is right, it's true."
The beautiful girls surrounding Ma Xiaolong's stall gradually dispersed, and Ma Xiaolong's stall returned to calm, even a little bit deserted.
It is obvious that although Ma Xiaolong made enough hype today, he still has not become really famous.
Therefore, in the second half of the night market, Lin Ruifeng's business is still better.
And from the feedback from diners, Lin Ruifeng got the results he wanted. He realized that some of his improvements were effective and were liked by many diners.
We were busy until nearly midnight, and by then there were no more people coming to the small market.
Many stall owners in small markets also packed up and left.
In this situation, Ma Xiaolong packed up his things and came to Lin Ruifeng's stall.
"Boss Xiaolin, give me a serving of fried rice and a bowl of crepe wontons."
Seeing Ma Xiaolong standing in front of the stall ordering food, Zhao Daxia said without hesitation: "You want to buy? Sorry, we don't sell it and can't sell it to you."
Ma Xiaolong was immediately confused when he heard this: "Why? I paid you."
Zhao Daxia said seriously, "You are our competitor. After I sell it to you, will you imitate me tomorrow after you have eaten it? You don't have small wontons today, so I'm afraid you will add small wontons tomorrow, right? Is this funny?"
When Ma Xiaolong heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, you guys are scared? Are you going to admit defeat to me right away after taking the medicine?"
Zhao Daxia immediately said, "Who's afraid? We just don't want to sell it to you. If you want to eat it, go back and make it yourself."
As soon as Zhao Daxia finished speaking, Lin Ruifeng had already handed the fried rice and wontons to Ma Xiaolong.
"Here you go. The fried rice and wontons you ordered. We've sold out the barbecued pork, so I gave you the remaining pieces of goose meat. Just make do with it."
Zhao Daxia handed Lin Ruifeng to the other party and said angrily: "Xiao Lin, what are you doing? Aren't you really afraid that he will set up a pot tomorrow and sell crepe wontons at his place?"
Ma Xiaolong rushed over to Lin Ruifeng and said, "Don't worry, sister. I promise I won't sell wontons."
Zhao Daxia looked at Ma Xiaolong and continued to insist: "What guarantees do you have?"
Ma Xiaolong said seriously: "Because Xiaolin and I are competing in fried rice, if I sell wontons, it will not affect our competition. In this case, can you rest assured, big sister?"
Zhao Daxia was a little surprised: "Only fried rice?"
Ma Xiaolong nodded: "Yes, only fried rice."
After receiving such an answer, Zhao Daxia finally felt relieved.
But when Ma Xiaolong was about to leave with the fried rice and wontons, Zhao Daxia suddenly said, "Don't leave, you haven't paid yet."
Ma Xiaolong stopped, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, put the two bowls down again, and paid for the fried rice and wontons.
Zhao Daxia did not forget to give the other party change and did not take advantage of the other party at all.
Ma Xiaolong took the change and finally picked up the bowl and turned around. However, just as he turned around, he heard Zhao Daxia say, "When you're done, remember to return the bowl."
Ma Xiaolong was so shocked by what he heard that he almost dropped the two bowls in his hands.
Steadying his pace, Ma Xiaolongtou said without replying, "I know."
Carrying his bowl to the tables in the small market and finding a seat to sit down, Ma Xiaolong began to carefully taste Lin Ruifeng's fried rice and wontons.
First, let's eat fried rice. Ma Xiaolong had eaten fried rice before and understood the shortcomings of Lin Ruifeng's fried rice technique and the lack of seasoning. So he also wanted to see if Lin Ruifeng had improved it in the past few days and whether he had solved the greasy problem.
As soon as a mouthful of fried rice entered his mouth, Ma Xiaolong was stunned.
Then he took several bites in succession, chewing each bite carefully, savoring the taste of the fried rice. He picked up the roast goose and ate it with the fried rice, not forgetting to dip it in the sauce. Before he knew it, Ma Xiaolong had finished the fried rice in front of him.
Still without saying a word, Ma Xiaolong went back to eating the bowl of crepe wontons.
The wontons didn’t taste very impressive at first, but as he tasted them slowly, Ma Xiaolong was able to taste their flavor and even drank up all the soup.
I finished the fried rice and the wontons.
Ma Xiaolong sat there in silence for a while before he stood up, holding two bowls, walked to the stall and handed them to Zhao Daxia inside.
After Zhao Daxia took away the two bowls and plates, Ma Xiaolong said to Lin Ruifeng, "Your fried rice is delicious."