That day, with Chen Xing's help from Gu Lang, they still ate hawthorn cake.
Chen Xing cut the haw jelly into small pieces and gave it to Gu Lang. He watched it carefully for a while, as if he was judging the taste of the thing, vigilant like a cat encountering new things.
Then, Gu Lang seemed to take a small bite after realizing that there was no danger. He seemed to have tasted the sour taste, and frowned slightly, but soon he seemed to taste the sweetness, and his brows relaxed again. As soon as it opened, the speed of eating became faster and faster.
Chen Xing watched Gu Lang eat the extremely fast hawthorn cake quickly, so he knew that he should like this cake, and secretly made a decision in his heart. If someone sells this kind of hawthorn next time, he must buy more of it. Buy some and bring them back.
Gu Lang didn't know what Chen Xing was thinking, he only knew that the hawthorn cake that Chen Xing made for him was a bit sour, but more sweet.
*
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and people's clothes are getting lighter and lighter. It's okay for the rich and noble people to have money to buy ice to cool off the heat. Ordinary people can only carry the heat and find ways to cool off by themselves.
Therefore, at this time, eating with heat is not very popular.
After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Xing decided to change the food at their stall from the original mapo tofu and tofu rice to cold noodles, cold noodle, mung bean soup and other things that are easy to make and don't burn people's tongues.
Liangpi and cold noodles can be prepared the day before, and sold directly at the stall the next day. The mung bean soup needs to be cooked on the same day before taking it, so as not to spoil it the next day in hot weather.
Chen Xing bought the raw materials from the market on the day of the decision, and returned to Gu's mansion to make cold noodle and cold noodle, and specially served it with his special chili sauce.
Chen Xing would give Gu Lang and Qiu Jiu a taste of the new food that he made. Although it was the first time for them to eat this kind of food, they still looked forward to it out of trust in Chen Xing.
When the two of them looked at the bowl of yellow and white food that was sprinkled with fragrant chili sauce, they stirred it a few times and started eating. After taking the first bite, the eyes of both of them lit up, and the speed of eating became faster and faster.
Qiu Jiu exaggeratedly gave Chen Xing a thumbs up, and praised: "This food is so delicious, I have never eaten such delicious noodles in my life."
Chen Xing looked at Qiu Jiu who praised him wantonly, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He subconsciously looked at Gu Lang next to him, expecting his opinion in his heart.
Gu Lang ate very politely, and when Qiu Jiu finished the bowl in a hurry, he only finished half of the bowl. Sensing Chen Xing's gaze, he turned his head to meet Chen Xing's expectant gaze, after a moment of surprise, he smiled softly, and then slowly said: "It's delicious, everyone will like it. "
A bright smile appeared on Chen Xing's face immediately, and his eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at Gu Lang, "Well, I'll lend you a good word. When I make a lot of money, I'll invite you to jump over the wall."
"Okay." Gu Lang had never heard of this name, but this did not prevent him from seeing the bright smile on Chen Xing's face, and smiling along with him.
Then, Chen Xing, who was staring at Gu Lang's smiling face, blushed for no reason.
*
Just like what Gu Lang said, Chen Xingxin's cold noodle and cold noodle are highly sought after by customers. As soon as he appeared in his booth, he received great welcome.
All the items were sold out on the first day Chen Xing put them out, and the popularity became more and more popular in the next few days. Even after Chen Xing doubled the production, some people came late and couldn't buy them.
On this day, Chen Xing had just finished making Liangpi for a customer when he saw Mr. Fu, who was covered in sweat, running over. He said, "Give me a bowl of mung bean soup. Both Liangpi and cold noodles are worth two bowls."
After hearing what he said, Chen Xing took an extra-large bowl and handed it to Qiu Jiu who was next to him, and asked him to help Mr. Fu make cold noodle and noodles, while he made a mung bean soup and handed it to him.
Chen Xing watched Mr. Fu finish his drink and let out a sigh of relief, then looked at him and asked curiously: "Mr. Fu, why are you so late after school these days?"
Mr. Fu sighed for a long time, and said sadly: "Isn't it because the magistrate said that he would come to our academy for inspection after dealing with Mr. Lai's matter? Suffering together. I can’t eat well these days, and I can’t sleep soundly. My mother said I lost weight.”
Chen Xing looked at Mr. Fu's still rich face, which was even rounder than when he first met, smiled and handed over the cold noodle with seasoning, without saying anything unnecessary.
Mr. Fu looked at the Liangpi in his hand, his complexion improved a bit, but his tone was still resentful, "Little boss, your food is so delicious, why don't you make more?"
Hearing this question that has been asked by countless people, Chen Xing slightly curled his lips, and said gently: "Because of the large production, we can no longer guarantee the taste. Instead of doing that, it is better to maintain the status quo."
Hearing what he said, Mr. Fu could understand it very well, and sighed: "You're right, it won't taste good if you make it too much, and it doesn't make much sense."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Fu took his bowl, which was twice as big as others, and found a seat to sit down.
At this time, the sun was high, and there were not many people left in the booth, and the guests who stayed for dinner were not in a hurry, and even sat there and chatted after eating.
"Do you know about Master Lai?" An old man in gray asked leisurely to his companion.
When his companion heard his words, his expression was a little disdainful, and he sneered slightly: "Of course I know, this incident is such a big deal, who else in this county doesn't know?"
The gray-clothed old man sighed, and regretfully said: "Yes, everyone in the county knows what Master Lai has done. You don't know, when those people went to sue Lai's family, I also went with them.
Among them, there is only one blind old woman left in one family. Her daughter was attracted by Lai Jiu at the beginning, but she refused, but she was taken into the mansion abruptly. Her husband was beaten to death by members of the Lai family in order to find her daughter. In the end, they took over her family's field. "
"Master Lai's family are really beasts!"
"That's right, if it wasn't for the current county magistrate, this Master Lai's family would have done so many more unconscionable things!"
After finishing speaking, the two began to talk about the new county magistrate again, praising him as a good man who is in the sky but not in the earth.
Just as Chen Xing was waiting for the guests and listening to their conversation, he suddenly heard the sound of gongs coming from far and near.
Just as Chen Xing felt as if he had heard it there, he saw two officials coming from a distance, one of them knocked on the gong in his hand, and the other said loudly: "Seven days later, Mr. Lai's family will parade through the streets to ask for execution."
It wasn't until he heard what they said that Chen Xing suddenly remembered that these two officials were the ones who notified the people to file a complaint that day.
Chen Xing watched them go all the way to promote, and soon disappeared on the street, leaving behind some people who started talking after hearing the news.
After the two officials had gone far away, Chen Xing withdrew his gaze, and began to wonder whether he should go and have a look too. But as a modern person in the 21st century, he had never seen such a bloody scene before, and he was afraid that he would spit it out.
Right at the stall where Chen Xing was struggling, there were two ladies in silk and satin not far away, leading their maids, looking towards Chen Xing's booth.
"Jing'er, is this the place you're talking about?"
Recently, the mistress of the Chen family is planning to marry the Zhao family, the richest man in the city, so Chen Ling'er has to please the Zhao family no matter what.
Today, the third miss of the Zhao family, Zhao Jing, followed her mother to visit the Chen family. She insisted on dragging her out, so she followed her mother's urging. Who knew that after she came out, the little girl told her that she wanted to eat a snack outside, that's why she was dragged out.
After following Zhao Jing to the place she mentioned, and looking at the familiar brother not far away, Chen Linger frowned fiercely. If she read correctly, the person who was busy in front of the stall was none other than Chen Xing, whom they 'married' to Gu Lang a few months ago!
Thinking of this, Chen Ling'er frowned even deeper, and the expression on her face became extremely ugly.
Zhao Jing seemed to feel something strange, slowly loosened her arm, looked at Chen Linger's gloomy face, and asked timidly, "Sister Linger, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing Zhao Jing's timid voice, Chen Ling'er suddenly realized that she had lost her composure, and immediately changed her expression, returning to her original gentle expression, looked at her and smiled, "I'm fine, I'm just a little worried, this street The things around are not very clean, what if you get sick after eating?"
Zhao Jing looked at Chen Linger who had regained her gentleness, thinking that she was dazzled by what she saw just now, she pulled her sleeve and shook it twice, and said coquettishly: "Sister Linger, it's okay, I heard he made a mess It’s clean, and it’s different from other hawkers. I’ve been greedy for his food for a long time, but my mother never let me eat it. I’ll just eat it once, and it’s fine once, and I won’t eat it again next time.”
Chen Ling'er looked at Zhao Jing who was obsessed with her, and then looked at the disheveled and busy Chen Xing, suddenly thought of something, her thoughts changed, her face showed a helpless expression that she could not do anything about Zhao Jing, and she said to her: "Well, I really have nothing to do with you, but after you go back, you can't tell my mother that I took you to eat."
"I promise not to say anything." Zhao Jing made a gesture of assurance to Chen Linger, her eyes full of anticipation.
In this way, Chen Ling'er pulled her towards Chen Xing's booth.
There are so many of them, it is already eye-catching, especially when there are two rich ladies among them, more people look at them.
When they walked towards Chen Xing's booth, Chen Xing also looked in their direction.
Chen Xing stared at the two leading ladies, and always felt that one of them was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen that person for a while.