Chapter 102 A sweet cake shop that doesn't sell cakes is not a good noodle shop
The onion noodles have been booming for a while in the restaurants and restaurants around the Flower Books, and even the sweet cake shops on Wenfang Street have more diners eating mixed noodles.
But the good times didn't last long, and there were fewer and fewer students who ate green onion noodles in less than two months, and by the third month, no one cared. These students would rather eat steamed porridge or pancakes and noodles than eat scallion noodles.
The owners of those restaurants didn't quite understand and asked, "Didn't you like to open green onion noodles before, but now you have changed the taste?"
The regular customer's head shook like a rattle, "After eating it a few times, the smell is rushing, the taste is bitter, and the image in front of the gentleman is more important." ”
It turned out that at the beginning, they also wanted to learn from A-Yao to boil scallion oil and pull customers over, and after tasting the sweetness, they were impatient to boil scallion oil again, so they used other onions instead, or occasionally made the onion tube stick to the pot and turned it and didn't boil it again. Diners can naturally taste the noodles, plus the taste of onion and garlic is heavy, open their mouths to talk to people, a large smell rushes to the face, the other party has to distance themselves, cover their noses and smile bitterly, the embarrassment of that moment of enlightenment, so that the students of the Huajian Book Club who pay attention to the image gradually stop eating green onion noodles.
Several small restaurants have removed the water cards that open the green onion noodles, and the big restaurants still provide them, the shopkeeper sees the current situation, and the mustache is in a very good mood, even if the boss Gu brags no matter how much, the students don't appreciate the face, the signature dishes of the store at the end of Wenfang Street are smashed in the hands I don't know how it tastes, and the reason for the big wind has to be understood by the little girl.
The shopkeeper's belly target, Ah Yao found out that her staple food was pulled by her opponent who was not in the competition circle after nearly 3 months.
To be more precise, it was found that the staple food of the sweet cake shop was picked up, and it was a new recruit in her store, an eleven-year-old boy Kiryu.
"Boss, boss, our scallion noodles have long been taken by those big restaurants at the entrance of Wenfang Street, and what's worse is that they even made the scallion noodles so unpalatable that no one orders them now, no wonder I said that when the people who entered the store recently saw the wrong expression of the scallion noodles, they were all harmed!"
Ah Yao blinked and let out a long sigh: "I see, you go to those restaurants to buy a few portions of green onion noodles and come back." ”
She handed over a small bag of money, Kiryu smiled and took the money and counted it, and gave Ah Yao seven copper plates, and the rest of the money was received in her arms with peace of mind: "I have already bought it, these copies are those big ones, Zhenshan Building, Gaojia Restaurant, here are a few small restaurants that are still doing now: Aunt Fang's steamed bun shop, Li's wine store and Baiwei shop." ”
"I'm so lucky to have a guy like you. Ah Yao praised him, thinking in his heart that he would increase his salary when the store improved a little, such a guy could not be poached.
A bowl of water and a pair of chopsticks, Ah Yao tasted the scallion noodles from several stores brought back by Kiryu, and pouted in her heart. "In comparison, what is the price of the noodles sold by these restaurants?"
"The big restaurant is the same price as us, and the small one is a penny cheaper than us. But because they are all close to the Flower Book Society, those scholars only know that their family has green onion noodles, and they don't know that our family is the first shop to make green onion noodles, which is really angry with me!" Kiryu was quite unwilling.
Ah Yao comforted Kiryu instead: "It's okay, our store is not a noodle shop, and they pick up our recipes to prove that they can only be followers, and I didn't think of treating them as competitors when I opened the store." ”
Kiryu was choked by Ah Yao's words, and in the face of this little girl who was younger than himself and didn't understand the truth, he was so anxious that he scratched his head, and he didn't know how to explain it clearly for a while: "Boss, but it's our foundation! It's like we have an old piece of noodles, and it's taken away to sell for money." ”
"They don't make it delicious, and what's the name of our store?" asked Ah Yao rhetorically.
"Sweet pastry shop. ”
"That's right, we're selling cakes, and making noodles is just incidental. Ah Yao sneered, looking quite disdainful, "Even if they pick up all our water cards, they still open a restaurant, and they make such spicy chicken with green onion noodles, not to mention anything else, craftsmanship is not something that can be stolen casually." ”
"...... "Boss, touch your conscience, look at our water card and say again, what are we selling?"
Kiryu turned his head, his eyes wandering back and forth between open green onion mixed noodles, simmered noodles, lean porridge, soup dumplings, scallion pancakes, sesame paste, glutinous rice chicken, and steamed rice dumplings wrapped in lotus leaves, and finally looked at Ah Yao suspiciously.
Are we really selling cakes?
"Didn't I look at the flow of passengers first, inspect the enemy's situation, and have a number in mind. A-Yao snorted, "Do it tomorrow, do it tomorrow." ”
In response to the situation of opening green onion noodles, Ah Yao made an adjustment, reduced the amount of soup from a bowl to a teacup, and boiled a pot of mint green orange tea, which was served free to guests who ate open green onion mixed noodles.
Of course, from the next day, A-Yao made sweet cakes one after another, making the sweet cake shop worthy of its name.
Fluffy and fluffy, there are millet cakes, triangular white sugar cakes, mung bean cakes that can be served without steaming, square cakes with mint or rose filling, beautiful and atmospheric fairy wealth cakes that can be offered to the gods, and bowl cakes that can be eaten on the road with bamboo skewers along the bowl.
"The sweet cake shop finally sells sweet cakes. Kiryu secretly complained, A-Yao smiled, most of the children are interested in bowl cakes, there is nothing special, children will not come to Wenfang Street, she does not plan to put the bowl cake in the store, but she can bring it to the front of the view to sell, to make a name for her sweet cake shop.
At this time, there was no one in the store who was suitable to go out, so she told Kiryu to take a good look at the store, and she would go back as soon as she went.
Not long after Ah Yao went out, a regular customer came to the store, who was the partner of Boss Gu of Jumbo Xuan.
Since Boss Gu had eaten the scallion noodles, he had to let the guy run errands for three days, so Kiryu didn't have to wait for him to say what he wanted when he saw him, so he went directly into the kitchen to make it - the green onion toppings, the soy sauce and the scallion oil were all ready-made, so he just scalded the noodles and put them in the bowl, and it was done.
While the guy was waiting, he saw the pastries covered with a gauze on the counter and was surprised: "Your family finally sells pastries?"
Boss, come back and see, I'm not the only one who thinks your sweet cake shop doesn't sell cakes.
Kiryu's hand paused, put the noodles through the cold water, and when he brought it out, he saw that the guys were very interested, and they lifted the veil one by one to see, their faces were a little tangled.
"Boss Gu's face is good, what's wrong?"
"The boss said that tomorrow there are guests to see the jewelry in Jumbo Xuan, let me buy some pastries, but he is tired of eating those at the entrance of Wenfang Street, this is not a little tempting for me to see your pastries...... It's just shyness. The guy laughed.
Kiryu was moved, picked up the mung bean cake and square cake from the gauze cover, and handed it to the guy with glutinous rice paper, and asked him: "You taste our sweet cake, by the way, Boss Gu's pastries are ordered from those ones?"