The guests at that table ate three servings of Yang Ming's fried oysters, and when they were finished, they said, "Boss, do you still set up a stall at night?" I asked my friends to come to your house again to eat oysters. Your home is so authentic, I have eaten oysters for so many years, and I have never eaten such authentic. ”

Wang Xiaoming said in his heart that the other party recognized his own oyster branding, or recognized the oyster brand of Yang Ming of unknown origin, come back in the evening, this Yang Ming may have left, but of course he can't refuse the guests, he can do it himself, so he said: "It's still here, and it will start at four o'clock in the afternoon." ”

"Okay, I'll call my friends over for dinner in a moment. It's really good, authentic, authentic!" the other party said and gave a thumbs up.

Yang Ming said to Wang Xiaoming: "Why don't I do it below?"

Wang Xiaoming was a little unbelieving, so he said, "Okay, you can come." He wanted to see how many repeat customers this Yang Ming could attract.

Next, Yang Ming began to replace Wang Xiaoming's head chef, and a familiar old customer came over: "Yo, Xiao Ming, why did you change someone to take charge today?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Where can I afford to invite a master, a friend to help, uncle, try his craftsmanship today?" He wanted to see the reaction of the old customer, whether it was really so much better than his own cooking.

The old patron paused, then joked with a smile: "If it's not delicious, I won't pay for it." ”

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Yes." ”

Yang Ming looked at Wang Xiaoming, and Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Do it." ”

Yang Ming was unceremonious, turned on the fire, and began to fry oysters in a hot pan, Wang Xiaoming stopped to watch his movements carefully, he put oil not on it, but brushed it, and evenly smeared a thin layer on the bottom of the pot, no more and no less, neither too much oil can not be absorbed, nor will it make the oil too little to be enough, and the potato powder slurry is also in place, and there is no need to use a shovel to flatten it. After one side was fried, the oil on that side was just used up, Yang Ming lifted the cake with one hand, and quickly brushed the lard with the other hand to make the other side sufficient, so that the oil should indeed be used a lot less, so as to avoid being too greasy. Wang Xiaoming looked at the other party's movements, skillful and smooth, his hands were steady, not sluggish, he was definitely a master of cooking, otherwise how could he be so powerful, he has been doing it for so many years, and he may not be able to reach this level.

Wang Xiaoming sent Yang Ming's fried oysters to the old customer, and the other party looked at the golden oysters on the plate: "Today looks different from usual, it looks better than you." ”

Wang Xiaoming laughed: "I don't know how it tastes, you can taste it." ”

The other party took the chopsticks, put a piece in his mouth, and then nodded: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's good." ”

Wang Xiaoming cheekily asked, "What do you do better than me?"

The old patron looked up at Wang Xiaoming: "Xiao Ming, do you want to hear the truth?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Of course. ”

"To be honest, this one is very evenly charred on the outside, tender on the inside, and not so greasy, and it does taste better than what you usually make. The old patron said with a smile.

Wang Xiaoming was completely convinced: "Uncle, you use it slowly, I'm going to get busy." ”

Wang Xiaoming returned to the stove, looked at Yang Ming, who was busy, and said in his heart that he didn't give him these two meals for nothing, and he did work. Although he didn't want to admit this fact, but the thing is, this Yang Ming of unknown origin has a higher attainment in cooking than himself, or rather, this person's cooking talent is much higher than his own.

Wang Xiaoming thought carefully, if the police station couldn't find the origin of this person, he would bring him back, anyway, he was also a cheap laborer, and when he remembered who he was one day, just give him a sum of money to let him go back.

The oysters sold out very quickly at noon, and although they brought more oysters than usual, they were sold out more than half an hour earlier than usual. This is indispensable to Yang Ming's contributions. Wang Xiaoming originally had no hope of earning a thousand yuan in three days, and he had to borrow money to make up for it when the time came. If it is like this at noon today, the net profit in three days may not be a thousand, but the gross income will definitely be exceeded.

When closing the stall, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but feel a little regretful, he and Wang Bing hadn't tasted Yang Ming's craftsmanship yet, but I was afraid that there would be no chance in the future.

Wang Bing still remembered eating oysters and pestered Wang Xiaoming: "Uncle, I haven't eaten oysters yet." ”

Wang Xiaoming touched his head: "The oysters are sold out, there are no more, Abel will make it for you at night." ”

Wang Bing sucked his fingers and said, "I want to eat lollipops." ”

Wang Xiaoming rarely fulfilled his wish, gave him five cents, and asked him to buy lollipops. Wang Bing took the money and went happily.

Wang Xiaoming put away his things, and then drove the car to the port. Wang Bing became happy when he saw it: "Oh, I'm going to cross the sea, I'm going to cross the sea!" For a child, crossing the sea means going to a wonderful world full of flowers, where there are too many delicious and fun things.

Wang Xiaoming left the car at an acquaintance who was doing business at the port, and led Yang Ming and Wang Bing to the ferry, two yuan per person, and Wang Bing was free.

Yang Ming finally spoke up: "Where are you going?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Send you to the police station." "There are public security assistant police on the island, but without the police, they can't manage Yang Ming's affairs.

Yang Ming nodded: "Thank you." ”

I don't know if it's because I'm used to listening to it, Wang Xiaoming found that he spoke more clearly. Wang Xiaoming remembered another thing: "Your clothes are in my house, do you want to bring them?"

Yang Ming took the clothes on his body: "No, I have it." He was wearing Wang Ergou's clothes, the pants were just right, the clothes were a little small, and he was a little tight on him, but he was wearing something else sexy, and his chest muscles were faintly visible, but he didn't expect his figure to be quite good.

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "That's good." Look at the wound in the corner of his eye again, and buy him a band-aid to put on it later.

The ferry started, and Wang Bing knelt on his seat and poked his head to look at the waves breaking from the bottom of the boat, screaming with joy. There was a railing on the side of the boat, and Wang Xiaoming was not worried, but just said: "Ah Bing, be careful, don't stand too high, be careful of falling into the water." ”

Yang Ming sat next to Wang Xiaoming and didn't speak, Wang Xiaoming couldn't figure out whether he didn't like to talk, or he didn't want to speak, but a person with memory loss, he couldn't figure out his origin, and it was normal for him to be in a bad mood. Wang Xiaoming did not break the silence, and his eyes fell on the dark green sea, the sea breeze blew, the sea surface sparkled, and thousands of points of silver flashed in the noon sun, this common sight made him a little trance.

A speedboat sailed out of the opposite beach, roaring on the sea, raising a snow-white water mark, Wang Bing looked envious: "Uncle, I want to sit on that too!"