Now that he was sure that the spice powder was useful, Shen Huan took out the ingredient list and asked Shui Qianyu to help him make it.
Two people working together are faster than one person.
He bought half a catty of each kind. If the ratio of Yangchun noodles is 3-5 grams per bowl, 1,200 bowls can be made.
Well, in the past week, basically everyone only ordered Yangchun noodles, which made everyone feel a little nauseous.
As for whether the secret recipe would be revealed, Shen Huan didn't think much about it.
He and the Shui family are no longer just friends. This secret recipe of "spice powder that tastes delicious no matter how you make it" was originally given to the small noodle shop. Who would you give it to if you don't give it to them
Shen Huan didn't care about money or sharing.
If the Shui family is stingy, then this is the time. Shen Huan will definitely not share any good things with them in the future.
But in fact, according to Shen Huan's observation, the three members of the Shui family are definitely not villains, and such a situation should not happen.
Shen Huan felt it was worthwhile to test the family with a recipe.
Shui Qianyu also didn't think that much.
In her opinion, she and Shen Huan were not outsiders in the first place. How could a spice powder recipe be more important than this fool
Shui Qianyu is not as nervous as his father and mother.
The noodles at home are not delicious to begin with, not even up to ordinary restaurant standards.
Now thousands of people come here to eat every day, which really makes her a little embarrassed.
Restaurant owners always hope that the taste of their restaurant can be equally praised by customers.
There was no way before, but now Shen Huan has pieced together a secret recipe for spice powder, which looks pretty good. Of course she is willing to use it to improve the taste of her own Yangchun noodles.
Today's soup base has been used up long ago, and the noodles or bagged dry noodles bought from outside can be made to this extent. If the various raw materials become better tomorrow, wouldn't it be even more amazing
Therefore, Shui Qianyu was very motivated, and she and Shen Huan were busy until 10:30 in the evening before grinding and preparing all the spice powders.
Early the next morning, Shen Huan was in high spirits and arrived at the noodle shop half an hour earlier than usual.
Because it is so popular now, the noodle shop has changed to officially open at 7 am.
He arrived at 6:20 and saw more than 20 people already lined up.
This point is nothing. By 7 o'clock, there will be more than 100 people in line, and at 8 o'clock, there will definitely be more than 300 people.
However, Shen Huan didn't pay attention to them. He turned to the back door in a few steps and entered the store through the back door.
Originally, he thought he was early enough, but he didn't expect that Shui Qianyu was already standing on the console, telling his parents about the large pot of spice powder.
Shui Qingshan and Xia He were listening, as were a group of aunties who had taken over the kitchen duties in the past two days.
Although Shui Qianyu is young, she has always been smart, good at studying, and sweet-looking, so everyone is willing to listen to her.
In contrast, the somewhat cowardly Shen Huan was not convinced by many people.
"Just one spoonful is enough, no need to add more." Shen Huan heard Shui Qianyu say: "The rest of the condiments are the same as before, very simple."
"good!"
Several aunties nodded slightly.
They all had nothing to do and came to help the Shui family.
They were very happy to receive 200 yuan a day. They hoped that the Shui family's business would get better and better, and they could also subsidize the family more.
But they didn't have much confidence in the added spice powder.
After all, Shui Qianyu said that this was what Shen Huan went to study.
He was a high school student with no cooking skills. How could he randomly get some spice powder and it would work
That is to say, the Shui family believed in him.
Of course, nothing will happen to the spice powder.
Everyone dispersed to do their own things, but Shui Qingshan pulled Shen Huan and said, "Xiao Huan, you, Uncle Shui, and I opened this small noodle shop just to live a leisurely life. But after you do this, I am better than before." It’s even more tiring to go to the show... If you, the spice powder, can improve the taste of the noodles, won’t your Aunt Shui and I have to be locked up here all day long?”
"When it gets on track, you can find two relatives to help manage it. You just need to show up here occasionally." Shen Huan said confidently, "There is also a master who specializes in frying toppings, which is also indispensable. "
"You said the heat hasn't gone away..." Shui Qingshan was a little puzzled, "It's been a week and there are still so many queues for just one article."
"Doesn't this prove that Xiao Huan is very successful?" Xia He pulled Shui Qingshan's clothes aside and glared at him.
"Okay, okay, you guys should get back to your places quickly!" Shui Qianyu greeted everyone from the side, "It's 6:40 now. I'm going to let them in early today to give it a try and see how effective Shen Huan's spice powder is."
"okay!"
Shui Qingshan smiled and ran to the door and opened it.
Compared to the two of them, Shui Qianyu is more like the boss.
The customers who were pleasantly surprised to be let in early quickly went through the usual process of "calling for noodles - taking pictures - taking photos together". They were actually already prepared for the taste of Yangchun noodles, which has been widely discussed on the Internet.
"Hey, this noodles is delicious! It's so fragrant and the noodles are chewy!"
"Yeah, it's much better than those people say on the Internet. It can be ranked number one in Suzhou!"
"And haven't you noticed, this noodle soup is also delicious, without any MSG that makes your mouth feel drier the more you drink it!"
"Hey, do you think those people don't want us to come here and make them queue up longer, so they deliberately slander this small noodle shop?"
"I think it's possible! This is Yangchun noodles that mother and son like to eat most during the Chinese New Year. If it tastes bad, they won't come, right?"
“Tsk, tsk, it’s delicious, it’s so delicious!… Boss, have another bowl!”
“…”
It's not yet 7 o'clock, and there aren't many people queuing up. After the first batch came in, there were no more people queuing up outside.
So now that he had some free time, Xia He, the accountant, was happy to do more business. Anyone who wanted a second bowl would immediately agree.
Shui Qingshan was a little strange. He held the noodles and ran to the group of young people. "Is this noodles... delicious?"
"Haha, boss! Why are you so unsure of your craftsmanship?" The customers all laughed, "It's delicious, really!"
Not only did they say that, but the customers who walked in from outside also cheered after eating.
Everyone was discussing while eating. In the past week or two, people who said "it's not delicious" or "unpalatable" after eating it on the Internet are so distorted.
"Don't worry, boss! We will definitely find justice for you!"
Everyone said this enthusiastically.
Shui Qingshan's smile was polite but awkward.
I don’t want you to find justice for me, because it means I will be busier and busier!
…
When resting at night, Xia He, who was tossing and turning and unable to sleep, poked her husband.
"What are you doing? I'm tired!" Shui Qingshan said in a daze.
"I said, boss, are we going to use Xiao Huan's spice powder like this?" Xia He asked.
"Why don't you give me a refund? Do you hope that the noodles we make are not delicious?" Shui Qingshan said angrily.
"No, I mean, Xiao Huan finally came up with a formula, but our family ended up making money. It's not fair!" Xia He said.
"Don't I think more than you do?" Shui Qingshan said, "Go to sleep! I have my own opinions, how could I treat Xiaohuan badly?"
After hearing what he said, Xia He felt relieved.
She knew that her husband would never take advantage of others.
Since he said so, Xiao Huan will not suffer!