Early the next morning, when Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan moved the cooking belongings from the house to the location, they also carried things over with wrinkled faces. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After seeing Dongmei with a wrinkled face, he glanced at Dongmei coldly and said, "Dongmei, you just mess with Sister-in-law Tan, she is about to be expelled from here, don't you know?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Dongmei with a wrinkled face and smiled sinisterly.

Dongmei had already been active with Director Bai, and she knew that Sister-in-law Tan would not be expelled.

However, she still pretended not to know, looked at her wrinkled face and said: "Sister-in-law Tan is a good person, and she has no husband, a woman lives with three minor daughters, don't you think she is pitiful?"

Compared with Dongmei's kindness, her wrinkled face didn't react at all, she said coldly: "Who made her want to beat me, but it hit Director Bai's head, I think she deserves it." ”

Dongmei said: "It's not that you deliberately provoked trouble, if it wasn't for what you provoked, where would there be a fight." ”

Wrinkled his face and said, "Did I provoke it, I think you two are embarrassed......"

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

Dongmei turned her head to see that Sister-in-law Tan walked over with a large iron basin.

Dongmei sighed, this woman with a wrinkled face still needs Sister-in-law Tan to clean it up.

No, when she saw Sister-in-law Tan, she was as afraid as a mouse saw a cat.

With a wrinkled face, he put down the big iron basin, looked at Dongmei and said, "Dongmei, are you ready for your noodles, knife-cut noodles, hemp food, oily noodles, and porridge?"

Dongmei pointed to the porridge that was cooking in the pot and said, "The porridge has begun to cook, it is in the pot, and it will be sold in a while." ”

After speaking, Dongmei opened the curtain under the board again, pointed to a few basins placed in it and said: "In this basin, there are noodles that have been reconciled, and when the guests want to eat knife noodles, I will take out this piece of noodles and cut them directly for the guests." ”

Sister-in-law Tan walked over, uncovered the plastic paper covering the basin, looked at the reconciled noodles in the basin, poked it with her hand, felt the hardness, praised Dongmei and said: "You Guanzhong people can make noodles, this noodles are just the right soft and hard, and when the guests come, you can cut it easily." ”

Dongmei smiled, pointed to the noodle sharpener on the board and said, "Yes, how about this noodle sharpener, it's special." ”

Sister-in-law Tan looked at Dongmei's special dough knife and said, "Now the society is really getting better and better, you can buy any good thing." ”

Standing not far away, with a wrinkled face, listening to the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart, what are these two people doing, do they have other tricks?

Dongmei showed Sister-in-law Tan the knife-cut noodles, and then uncovered the plastic cloth of the basin next to the knife-cut noodles, and said: "In this basin, all the noodles I pulled are the noodles I pulled, as long as the guests come to eat the noodles, I will pull the noodles out of the basin directly, pull them on the board, and put them directly into the pot." ”

Sister-in-law Tan looked at the noodles stained with oil, praised Dongmei and said: "It's really good, the more oil on the noodles, the more difficult the noodles are to get together, your craft is awesome, who did you learn it from?"

Dongmei smiled slightly, pointed to the distant Xinjiang and said: "When I was young, I followed Weiguo to Xinjiang, and when I lived there in a nest, I learned from the families of nearby workers and Uygur sisters. ”

Latiao is the common name of Xinjiang mixed noodles.

It appeared on the land of Xinjiang more than 4,000 years ago, and it is a popular noodle dish loved by the people of all ethnic groups in Xinjiang, which is well-known at home and abroad and is deeply loved by people from all over the world.

Hearing this, Sister-in-law Tan said enviously: "Wei Guo is really a good man, he took you out of the countryside early, our old Tan is an honest man, and he has been putting me and the child in the countryside, and when he died in a car accident, I took the child from the mountains of Sichuan, carrying a basket on his back, carrying a flat burden, and rushed over, but after entering the city, he saw only a corpse." ”

Speaking of this, Sister-in-law Tan couldn't help sighing and continued: "It's better to have a unit, take in our mother's third mother, and arrange a job for my eldest daughter in advance, otherwise, we are still farming in the mountains of Sichuan." ”

Dongmei began to feel sad when she saw Sister-in-law Tan mention her husband, so she proposed to see the new ingredients prepared by Sister-in-law Tan to divert Sister-in-law Tan's attention by the way.

I saw that Sister-in-law Tan had specially prepared a small iron cabinet for these new ingredients.

When she opened the tin cabinet, Dongmei saw a cabinet full of things.

Sister-in-law Tan pointed to a pot, which looked like rice and porridge, and said to Dongmei: "This is the mash I made, and the guests will come over in a while, and they will eat the mash eggs, I just need to dig a spoonful of mash, pour it into the boiling water, and then beat an egg into it, and put some sugar by the way, and a bowl of fragrant mash egg soup will come out." ”

Dongmei is a native of Guanzhong, because Guanzhong does not produce rice, so Dongmei has never seen mash.

She smelled the aroma of wine emitted from the mash grains and said, "You Sichuan people are really amazing, you can make such magical things." ”

Moromi is a type of rice wine, a specialty snack in the Gangnam region.

The mash is made by fermenting glutinous rice, the production process is simple, the taste is sweet, and the ethanol content is very small, which is deeply liked by everyone.

Sister-in-law Tan pointed to a basket of wontons wrapped by herself, and introduced them to Dongmei: "This is wonton, with bone broth, it is very delicious, wait a while, I will give you a bowl of wontons to taste." ”

Dongmei looked at these dumplings, but they were much smaller than dumplings, and said, "This thing is a bit similar to dumplings." ”

Sister-in-law Tan said: "Wontons are a bit similar to dumplings, but they are much tastier than dumplings. ”

Wonton, also known as wonton, is one of the traditional Chinese folk noodle dishes, which are filled with thin dough and eaten with soup after cooking.

Then, Sister-in-law Tan introduced rice noodles, spicy noodles, wide noodles and other snacks that Dongmei had never eaten or even seen before.

And the wrinkled face of the stall next to the two stretched his neck, looking at the new tricks of Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan, he couldn't help but be stunned.

She said in her heart, these two women, don't sell good dumplings, why are they doing so many tricks?

I don't do so many tricks with a wrinkled face, I just sell dumplings full-time to see which of us makes more money.

As noon approached, workers poured into the farmers' market like a tidal wave.

Due to the emergence of the farmers' market, the number of people who eat in the canteen of the unit has been greatly reduced, and the canteen has reached the verge of closure.

Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan saw everyone's freshness, not only wrote the food sold in their stalls on cardboard, but also hung it high, which made it more eye-catching.

However, in order not to miss a customer, the two stood in front of the stall and shouted hard.

I saw that Dongmei shouted: "Porridge dumplings knife cut noodles, hemp food noodles with oil splashed ......"

Sister-in-law Tan, who was lined up behind the Dongmei stall, shouted: "Mash rice noodles spicy noodles, dumpling black rice vermicelli soup......"

Hearing the shouts of Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan, looking at the workers around them, they kept walking into the stalls of the two, and finally couldn't help wrinkling their faces.

She also stood up, but her shouting was obviously much paler than that of Dongmei Tan's sister-in-law.

I saw that she opened her throat and shouted, "Dumplings...... Dumplings...... , or dumplings ......"

Dongmei's stall first sat down the guests.

I saw that a repairman, covered in dirt and showing a mouthful of white teeth, looked at Dongmei and said, "Eldest sister, do you have stick noodles here, bring me a bowl of oil-splashed stick noodles." ”

Hearing the stick noodles, Dongmei was stunned for a moment, and thought, I have slivers, knife cut noodles, and hemp food here, but what is stick noodles?

Just as Dongmei hesitated, the repairman added: "After the stick noodles are ready, it's best to splash oil again, so that it will taste more energetic." ”

Dongmei was puzzled, although she didn't know what stick noodles were, but she didn't want to lose this guest.

So, according to her imagination, Dongmei took out the noodles in the basin, and while pulling the noodles on the board, she thought, stick noodles, should be noodles as its name suggests, harder, more like sticks.

So, according to her own imagination, Dongmei made the slivers very thick and hard, and then went down to the pot.

When the noodles are almost cooked, the winter plum begins to burn the oil.

After a while, the noodles came out of the pot and the oil was boiled.

Dongmei sprinkled onions, ginger, garlic and various seasonings on the noodles, and then poured the hot oil on the noodles, only to hear the sound of "stinging", a bowl of stick noodles imagined by Dongmei's heart, and it was done.

Stick noodles are a traditional flavor of famous food, with a smooth taste and a firm texture.

As the saying goes, the practice of stick noodles can be summed up in three sentences: red-mouthed green leaf jade slabs, golden fish floating on the surface, and two boiling meals in the kettle......

With apprehension, Dongmei brought the stick noodles to the repairman.

The cultivator looked at the bowl of golden noodles splashed with oil in Dongmei's hand, and his saliva was already flowing.

Dongmei put the noodles in front of the repairman and said, "Young man, is this the stick noodles you want?"

While eating the noodles, the repairman said, "Sister, your stick noodles are so delicious, they are really exactly the same as my mother's cooking." ”

Hearing this, Dongmei was stunned for a moment, and said in her heart that when her blind cat ran into a dead mouse, she made a stick face by mistake.

So, Dongmei said with a wry smile: "If you like to eat, you can eat it often in the future, and the eldest sister will make it for you according to this." ”

The repairman nodded, and in a few moments, he finished a large bowl of noodles.

After eating the noodles, the repairman wiped his mouth with satisfaction and said, "Sister, can I bring another stick noodles to my colleagues?"

Hearing this, Dongmei was even more overjoyed and said, "Okay, no problem, you sit down and drink the noodle soup first, and I'll make it for you right away." ”

In order to find out what the stick noodles are, Dongmei chats with the repairman while cooking.

From the mouth of the repairman, Dongmei learned that the stick noodles are actually oily slivers, but because of the different regions, the names are different.

Hearing this, Dongmei finally understood, and after she made stick noodles for the repairman, she added a new variety to her signboard, stick noodles.

Since Dongmei sold the first bowl of noodles, she has been busy without stopping, and at noon, Dongmei not only sold out the noodles she had prepared before, knife-cut noodles, hemp food, etc., but even she sold out the noodles on the spot and the noodles on the spot.

And the stall next to Sister-in-law Tan's business is also very prosperous.

The people who come to her stall to eat are mainly from Sichuan, Guizhou, Yunnan, Anhui, Jiangsu and other southerners.

Like Dongmei, Sister-in-law Tan sold out everything she prepared yesterday at noon.

And the wrinkled faces next to the two of them were miserable, and only a few catties of dumplings were sold at noon, which can be said to be a complete failure.

She looked at Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan next to her, and her envious eyes were about to fall out of her sockets.

However, envy is envy, but there is no way to wrinkle her face, like Dongmei and Sister-in-law Tan, she makes a lot of money, because the varieties she sells are too single, and they are unpalatable, so naturally she can't afford to spend money.