Three miles from the north gate of Tongshan City is the port. There are hundreds of ships carrying passengers and goods every day, and the flow of people is very large.
In the city, the largest flow of people is the North and South Streets, which are directly connected to the port. Among them, the North Street is the most prosperous place with the most shops and the largest flow of people.
How can there be less food in a crowded place? On the street near the North City Gate, there are many food vendors, shops, and small vendors. Many merchants will fill their stomachs before leaving the city for a boat ride, or simply buy them to eat on the road.
On this day, near the North City Gate, an old man was on his way with a young man about eight or nine years old. Not long after the sun rose, they had already felt the warmth of the sun, and both of them were sweating, as if they had traveled a long way.
"Grandpa, I'm hungry and can't walk anymore. Let's have something to eat before we go." The little man covered his stomach and stopped in front of a small stall, his face wrinkled bitterly, he looked really hungry , especially the smell of food wafting from the left and right of the street, which woke up the greedy worms in people's stomachs, but his voice was not small.
The old man looked around and asked the little man, "What do you want to eat? Noodles? Little Chaos?"
The little man looked at the steaming noodle restaurant and frowned: "It's too hot, I don't want to eat noodles."
The old man asked again, "Baozi? Steamed buns?"
The little man still shook his head, "The buns are also hot. Grandpa, isn't there anything that isn't so hot? It's hot enough today!"
"There are only fruit snacks that are not hot. Do you want to eat?" The old man looked around again in embarrassment.
"... I want to be able to eat enough." The little man replied with a frown.
"Then let the noodles cool before eating."
"… All right."
The grandfather and grandson were about to go to the noodle restaurant on the side, when a shout caught their attention.
Two steps ahead on their right, a young man was shouting in front of a stall called 'Yuji Yikou Xian'.
"The new stall has opened, selling cold noodles and cold skins, appetizing and refreshing, and the first 50 customers will be given free mung bean soup..."
Hearing the word 'cold noodles' and hearing mung bean soup, the little man's eyes lit up, he pulled his grandfather and walked over there, "Grandpa, cold noodles! There is also mung bean soup!"
Pedestrians who heard the shouting were attracted by the 'cold noodles and cold skin', and some were attracted by the free mung bean soup, and they all wanted to see what it was selling.
Some people asked: "What kind of food are your cold noodles? How do you sell them?"
The stall owner just brought out a bowl of ready-made cold noodles. The smooth noodles have red chili oil, and they are decorated with green shredded cucumbers and chopped green onions, and brown beans
The stall owner smiled and said, "The guest officer is optimistic. This is my cold noodles. It is absolutely refreshing and appetizing. You can try it with bamboo skewers."
A young man with thick bangs took out a handful of bamboo sticks and an empty bowl for others to try. But no one came forward.
The little man pulled his grandfather and squeezed into the crowd. When he saw that he could try it, he immediately shouted, "I'll come, I'll come!"
The young man with thick bangs smiled and handed him two bamboo sticks, then put a chopstick of cold noodles in a bowl and handed it to him.
The little man ate the cold noodles with the small chopsticks with a swish with a bamboo stick, and his eyes lit up after eating, "It's delicious! Grandpa, let's eat this!"
Seeing that his grandson liked it, the old man said helplessly, "Boss, how much is a bowl of your cold noodles?"
The stall owner replied, "The small portion is five cents a bowl, the medium portion is six cents a bowl, and the large portion is seven cents a bowl."
The old man said: "Then give us two small bowls."
"Okay, two bowls of small cold noodles! Do you want mild, medium or very spicy?"
"… slightly spicy."
"Guest officer, please sit over there, wait a moment, and it will be ready soon."
After listening to the little man saying it was delicious, some people around couldn't help but try it.
The noodles are smooth in the mouth, slightly spicy and slightly sour, and the taste buds are awakened immediately, and the cucumber shreds and the beans are crisp and refreshing, and the appetite that has been sealed in this hot summer is opened.
"Well, it's good!"
"Boss, what's the taste of your Liangpi? Can you try it?"
"Yes, yes, now, this bowl is Liangpi, you can try it."
"This Liangpi tastes good too, I don't know how it is made. Boss, give me a bowl of Liangpi, I like to eat this!"
"Well, this is so appetizing. In this hot day, my family doesn't have much appetite, and the children have lost weight! Boss, bring me two bowls of cold noodles, one small bowl and one medium bowl!"
"… "
The appetites of those who have tried it have been lifted. After coming here all summer, their appetites are almost numb. Now that they are stimulated to open, they suddenly feel very hungry.
The two small tables were quickly filled. The grandfather and grandson, who were trying the food at the beginning, looked at each other, got up quickly after eating with a smile, and gave their seats to other guests.
"Boss, check out!" The little man gave the boss ten cents of money with great pride and winked at him.
The boss, Yu Qingze, couldn't help laughing and took the money. Chang Le, who was behind him, looked at his grandfather and grandson, and his face turned red with laughter!
Grandpa and younger brother are pretending to be like that!
"Boss, how did you make the beans? It's delicious!" A guest asked Yu Qingze, holding the sour beans in the bowl.
Yu Qingze smiled and said, "This is the pickled sour beans in my house, it's a secret recipe that no one else has!"
Having said that, the guest knew that the method was impossible to ask, so he said, "Can you sell me some of these beans? I'll bring it back to my family to taste."
Yu Qingze cooked the noodles skillfully, and replied, "Okay, seven cents per pound, how much do you think?"
The customer was surprised, "It's so expensive. The beans on the market are only five cents a pound."
Yu Qingze said: "It's the taste that is sold."
The guest thought about it and said, "Okay, give me... a pound first."
Yu Qingze smiled at Chang Le and said, "Brother Le, weigh a pound of sour beans for the guest." Then he explained to the guest that the sour beans can't be kept for a long time, so it's best to fry them as soon as possible, or you can eat them without frying them. .
Chang Le blinked, fished out a pound of sour beans from the jar, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to the guest, and then took seven cents of money.
When Yu Qingze asked him to move another jar onto the trolley in the morning, he thought that someone would buy sour beans alone, but he didn't expect that Yu Qingze would sell them so expensively, so he marinated them for two or three days, which cost him two cents more than fresh beans. catty!
Good money!
Seeing that capers can be bought individually, other customers have also bought half a catty and a catty one.
In less than a while, the big jar of sour beans was sold out. It is a pity that the guests who did not buy it have booked with the boss to buy it tomorrow.
Chang Le laughed so hard that he could not see his teeth but his eyes. This was more profitable than selling fresh beans.
Seeing Chang Le's happy appearance, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, which was very beautiful. Yu Qingze felt an itch in his heart, and tightened his hand holding the bamboo scorpion. He opened his mouth and couldn't help but laugh.
Before Chang Hao and Grandpa Chang left, they walked around the street and came back. The previous group of people had finished eating, and no one knew them, so they came back to help.
Yu Qingze didn't let them busy with the small stalls, and asked Grandpa Chang to take Chang Hao to the vegetable market to buy radishes. He had seen people selling them before. If the sour beans were sold well, the sour radishes would definitely sell better, so he let them buy as many as they wanted. .
Sour bean and sour radish are two things, and they will definitely be seen by others in the near future. You have to make a fortune before others know how to do it! When the price comes down, it won't be so profitable.
Seeing that they were so busy, Grandpa Chang went to buy it alone and asked Chang Hao to stay and help.
Chang Hao has a sweet mouth, a clever man, and doesn't recognize life. With his help, Yu Qingze and Chang Le are really relieved.
"Guest officer, would you like another bowl of mung bean soup? It's just a penny for a bowl."
"Isn't it delivered?"
"Guest officer, the first 50 customers gave it away. You are already the 68th. It's very cheap. Just a penny will keep you cool and cool all day. Would you like a bowl?"
"Then have a bowl."
"… "
With Xiaopapa, mung bean soup is sold a lot more.
The food stalls set off a frenzy as it approached lunchtime.
On this North Street, there is a lot of people coming and going. In addition to businessmen, locals also love to come here to find food.
When people saw so many people surrounding a food stall, it was still fresh, and people who had eaten it said it was delicious, so they couldn't help but try it.
Some people who lived nearby even went home and brought their family members over to let them taste it, and some even went home quickly and bought a bowl for their family to eat.
In this hot day, once someone has tasted the taste of cold noodles, people will no longer want to eat that hot noodle soup. After being tortured by the hot summer for so long, I finally saw the light of day!
There is a new food stall on North Street, called 'Yu Ji Yi Xian', which sells cold noodles and cold skin, and rumors that it tastes good, spread from North Street in just half a day. Come.
On the North Street, there are many shops selling food. There are five or six noodle restaurants alone. Among them, Wang Ji Noodle Restaurant and Liu Ji Noodle Restaurant have the best business, and the two have been competitors for many years.
The owner of Liu Ji Noodle House is called Liu Liangping, who is tall and thin; the owner of Wang Ji Noodle House is called Wang Anfu, who is chubby and looks very kind.
At this time, Boss Wang was standing at the door of Liu Ji Noodle Shop, folded his arms and looked at the hot cold noodle food stall diagonally opposite with his old rival.
"What do you think?" Boss Wang raised his chin towards the food stall and said.
Boss Liu snorted and said disdainfully, "If you can't get on the stage, you can't make it into a climate, it's nothing to worry about."
Boss Wang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "As soon as they came, they took away all our guests. At least 20% of the guests are missing from my place."
Boss Liu gave him a sideways look and said, "Why, Fatty Wang, are you afraid?"
Boss Wang nodded and said, "It's a little bit, I'll go take a look, do you want to go?"
Boss Liu snorted coldly, turned back to the noodle restaurant, and showed his disdain with his actions.
Boss Wang saw that his old rival would not go, so he went to the food stall leisurely.
Liu Ji Noodle Restaurant's junior saw that Boss Wang was gone, and saw his own boss stretched his neck and looked over at the window, so he asked, "Boss, do you want to go and have a look? I heard that they sell cold noodles and cold skins. Very good, many of our old customers have gone to eat."
When Boss Liu heard Xiao Er's words, he immediately stood up straight, frowned and waved his hands, saying, "Go, go, everything is up to you!" Then he looked over there again.
Hearing the words, Xiao Er turned around, rolled his eyes and glanced at his mouth, pulled off the towel on his shoulders and was about to enter the store.
"Ehhh, come back." Boss Liu stopped Xiaoer again.
Xiao Er turned around, his face quickly filled with a smile, and flattered: "Boss, what's the matter? You ordered."
Boss Liu frowned and glanced at him, raised his chin reluctantly and ordered the cold noodles over there, saying, "Go, buy a bowl and come back."
Xiao Er asked, "Do you want to buy cold noodles or cold skin?"
Boss Liu said irritably: "Your brain is in vain! Buy them all! Go!"
"Okay, the little one will go." Xiaoer smiled and said, "Boss, look, that face money..."
Boss Liu took out ten pennies and threw it to Xiao Er, and said angrily, "Go!"
Xiao Er waited in line for a while before buying back the cold noodles.
Boss Liu asked Xiao Er to carry two bowls into a rest room behind the noodle shop. Then he sat down slowly, looked at the red and green in the bowl, and said with disdain: "Hey! It's just such a salesman, only some shredded cucumbers and beans, not a piece of meat, and it actually sells for five cents! Those people are Haven't you eaten noodles?"
Xiao Er murmured in his heart that no matter how bad the food was, the business would be booming, but he carefully took the chopsticks and handed them to the boss, and said, "That's right, they are too blind!
Boss Liu was very satisfied with Xiao Er's sense of taste, took the chopsticks, and began to eat with a reluctant expression on his face.
At first, he also had a critical expression of disgust, ready to take a bite and then 'comment' it well.
Who would have thought that after taking one bite, he couldn't speak; after taking another bite, he frowned; frowning, he unknowingly finished a small bowl of cold noodles.
"Boss, how is it?" Xiao Er asked carefully.
how? How else!
Boss Liu pushed away the empty bowl in front of him in a very bad mood and dragged another bowl of Liangpi over.
He had never seen something like Liangpi, but before he could figure out how to do it, he accidentally ate a bowl of Liangpi!
When he realized it, Boss Liu's face darkened.
The psychological blow far exceeds the unhappiness of being robbed of business.
But at this time, Xiao Er asked again, "Boss, how is it?"
"How about what! Have you got nothing to do? Don't go out and do anything!"
Xiao Er walked away in despair, scolding the boss in his heart as he walked, and deserved to be robbed of business.
Here, Boss Liu looked unhappy and was in a gloomy mood. Over there, Boss Wang also returned to his shop with a dignified and thoughtful look after eating a bowl of Liangpi.