Eating and eating, many people began to frown.

A few young people walked up to Ye Mu and said dissatisfiedly, "Boss, the wontons we ate taste different from yesterday!"

"Huh?"

Ye Mu's suspicions became even heavier.

Why do some people say it is different?

What the hell is going on, obviously the same soup, the same ingredients, how can it be different?

She was puzzled, so she had to pull Ye Mu over.

Ye Mu smiled and said, "You guys eat some side dishes, this side dish tastes good." ”

"But we're here to eat ravioli, little boss, you can't fool us. ”

Ye Mu still didn't give any explanation, just let them go and eat side dishes.

"Hey, why are you like this, the boss! We spend money to eat, we eat whatever we want, and you still force us to eat!"

A middle-aged woman shouted dissatisfied.

Originally, she went to the night shift after eating Ye Mu's wontons yesterday.

Unexpectedly, last night, her spirits were very high, and until now, she is still full of energy.

Moreover, this energy seemed to take her back to the stage when she was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Originally, she would have dark circles and bags under her eyes as soon as she worked the night shift, but when she got off work this morning, her originally dull yellow skin became much whiter!

It's an experience she's never had with the most expensive cosmetics!

So early this morning, she came running over again and wanted to eat again.

Unexpectedly, she ordered two bowls of wontons today, and she still didn't have the feeling she had last night.

Ye Mu pulled Ye Mu and wanted him to apologize and calm people's anger.

Although she didn't know what the difference was, she still wanted to apologize first, for fear of making a big deal out of it.

"Forget it, it's not easy for the boss, let's eat some side dishes and go, it's a big deal not to come again next time." ”

A few young people reluctantly went to bring a few small plates, loaded some side dishes and put them on the table.

A fat man ate a dried radish, chewed it in his mouth a few times, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"It's delicious!!It's delicious!

When the other diners heard his exaggerated statement, they all went to try the side dishes.

The middle-aged woman also went to serve a plate, and she tried to eat a piece of dried radish.

The dried radish melts in your mouth, and a warm current enters the body with the side dishes.

Then, this warm current moved with the flow of blood, leisurely dissolving into the limbs, and a refreshing feeling that had never been felt before continued to stimulate the nerves.

"Yes, that's what ravioli tasted like yesterday! That's what it feels like! It's wonderful!"

The middle-aged woman excitedly poured a plate of side dishes into her mouth.

The feeling of comfort kept welling up, and she felt full of strength.

The fatigue after working overtime was swept away!

Not only that, middle-aged women feel that their skin, which was originally oily, has become much drier.

"Wow! That's great!

She immediately wanted to take the pot away.

But her speed was still a little slower, and the pot of small dishes had long been held in the arms of the fat man, and she was hugged in her arms like a treasure.

"I'll take it first! I'll take it first! It's mine!"

"Give me some! Fatty, you're so unkind!"

"Take it out, or I'll beat you!"

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Seeing that these people kept chasing the fat man, and the fat man was going around the table, he seemed to be extremely flexible.

He was also deeply attracted by the taste of this small dish!

Growing up, he had never eaten anything so delicious!

It melts in your mouth, followed by a strong sense of satisfaction from your stomach.

Then there's the feeling of being very satisfied.

This is something he has never eaten before, and after taking a bite, he has the urge to swallow this pot!

"Oh, don't run, be careful not to fall... Mother Ye anxiously persuaded them.

But these people are all fighting for that pot of dishes, and no one will let go.

In the end, everyone gathered the fat man in a corner.

Someone grabbed him by the arm, someone grabbed him by the collar, and they all threatened him to take it out.

The fat man didn't let go, and his head was buried in the basin.

"There's still one here, don't grab it. ”

Ye Mu's voice came, and everyone looked back.

A small plate of side dishes, Ye Mu has all packed them.

"Everyone, get in line!"

Ye Mu commanded, and put the side dishes into the small plate.

The middle-aged woman and a few of the most anxious people ran to the front first, and each took three or four plates.

When they got their hands on it, they stopped fighting.

Some of the young people in the back are relatively high-quality and have started to line up.

Ye Mu pickled a pot last time, a small dish per person, and these few people were still enough.

In the end, each person was divided into twenty plates, and fifteen or sixteen guests came, and the side dishes in the basin were also divided, almost bottoming out.

"Alright, it's gone today, let's talk about it tomorrow. ”

Ye Mu said lightly.

The fat man returned the vegetable pot to Ye Mu, "I'm sorry boss, I was rude just now, the main thing is that this small dish of your house is too delicious! I will definitely come every day in the future!"

Ye Mu smiled and said, "Welcome." ”

The fat man was satisfied and returned to the table with the newly taken ten plates of side dishes.

Because side dishes are free, take-out is not allowed.

Only on-site eating is permitted.

Some of the more than a dozen guests chatted while eating, eating one section at a time, and all of them looked very reluctant to finish eating quickly.

They sat in a shack wonton shop with broken tables and chairs, eating free side dishes, but one by one it looked like they were drinking some kind of high-end coffee.

"Son, what the hell is going on?" the mother pulled Ye Mu into the house and asked strangely.

Ye Mu smiled and said, "Mother, don't worry, I have a secret recipe, which is for seasoning." ”

The mother was still not at ease, "Son, is your secret recipe so miraculous?

Ye Mu nodded, "Well, maybe people here just like to eat this kind of taste, don't worry, Mom." ”

Ye Mu couldn't help but be surprised, sure enough, the people in the city were different.

Just one secret recipe can make the side dishes so delicious.

At noon, another group of people came, but they were not so lucky, and the side dishes were gone.

But the wontons still sold a lot, and after noon, even the wontons that were to be sold in the evening were sold out.

Ye Mu had no choice but to hang up the sign of temporary closure.

Because I still have to pick vegetables, wash vegetables, cut, and match something, I can't wrap a few at night, so I can only close the door in this case, and prepare some more wontons tomorrow before opening the door.

"Mom, I'm going to pick vegetables. ”

Ye Mu took the initiative to pick vegetables, he didn't want his mother to go to those two rapids.

After all, she was too old to let her mother risk falling to pick vegetables.

After Ye Mu left, his mother was cutting radishes with side dishes outside.

She didn't expect that the free side dishes provided every day would be grabbed by others.

Although some people usually eat this small dish, one dish is enough.

Even if you like to eat, at most you will fill the plate a little fuller.

This has never been the case today.

"If only the ravioli could sell as well as a side dish. ”

Mother said to herself.

She washed the turnips, cut them, and shredded them later.

The hardest thing to get with wontons is the wonton filling.

Nowadays, many small shops are factory-processed fillings.

The fillings processed by these factories are not only large in quantity, but also in many patterns.

What shrimp filling, beef filling, mutton filling, all kinds of variety.

But even an old lady like Ye Mu knows that there are more additives in that kind of filling, which is not good for the body.

I still buy my own meat, and cut it into meat foam, so hygienic and hygienic.

Moreover, the pigs in Xiaoye Village are all raised by the villagers themselves, and they are generally slaughtered only during the New Year's holidays.

When the pig is slaughtered, he can't finish eating at home, so he will pull it on the cart and drink around the village.

The villagers will buy it and eat it.

The meat in the vegetable market is generally sold by the Lao Luo family in the east of the village, and they raise a lot of pigs, at least 20 or so every year.

"Auntie, when is it open?"

The fat man at noon came again, stretched out his head to look around, and asked Ye Mu.

"Young man, there are fewer wontons to prepare today, it's gone, you can come again tomorrow. ”

The fat man saw that the pot in the house really didn't even light the fire, and said disappointedly, "Okay, Auntie, I'll come early tomorrow morning!"

Ye Mu raised her head and said with a smile, "Okay, you go slowly." ”

The fat man left in a huff.

"It's only evening, and I'm here to eat wontons, thanks to Komaki. ”

Mother Ye said comfortingly.

"Boss, why haven't you started the fire yet, we're all here to eat wontons!"

Mother Ye was talking to herself, and when she looked up, she saw that the middle-aged woman had brought four friends to dinner.