After a while, a young couple walked over hand in arm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The boy had long heard that there was a woman selling dumplings in Guanzhong near the Brocade Building, and the dumplings were very delicious.

As a native of Guanzhong, he brought his girlfriend over to taste Dongmei's dumplings.

At that time, the remote Loess Plateau, daring to hold hands in front of the public, Qingqing and my lovers, should be regarded as a more bold and fashionable couple.

Dongmei saw the couple walking over at a glance.

She was just about to wave to them and beckon the two of them to come over to eat dumplings, but she didn't want to wrinkle her face but made the first move.

I saw that he shouted to the little couple with a wrinkled face: "Young man, come and eat dumplings, my dumplings here are the signature winter plum dumplings......"

Hearing this, Dongmei was stunned, she didn't expect her wrinkled face to be so shameless, she would fake her name to trick customers into eating dumplings.

Dongmei has been selling dumplings here for more than two months, and her reputation has spread.

Therefore, from time to time, people will come to eat dumplings.

However, in that era of information asymmetry, no comments, and no likes, everyone just heard about it, and they didn't know what Dongmei looked like, and they didn't know which one her dumpling stall was.

When the little couple heard the words with wrinkled faces, they hurriedly walked over.

The boy said to the girl: "Xiaohong, this stall is the winter plum dumplings I often tell you, I heard my colleagues say that the taste is great, you eat one bowl, you must want to eat the second bowl." “

With a wrinkled face, he took a step forward and warmly welcomed the two young people and said, "You have come to the right place, I am Dongmei, and my dumplings are Dongmei dumplings, I promise that you love to eat them." “

As he spoke, he wrinkled his face and began to make dumplings for the two little couples.

When Dongmei heard that her wrinkled face was so unashamed to sell dumplings in her own name, she couldn't help but say in her heart, if this woman's dumplings are not delicious, wouldn't she smash her own signboard?

She hurriedly stepped forward and theorized, "Master, can you have some merit, how can you sell dumplings in my name?"

Wrinkled his face while making dumplings, he said, "Who said that I sold dumplings under your name, don't you know that my name is Zou Dongmei?"

It turned out that the wrinkled face's real name was Dongmei, but her surname was Zou.

For these women born in the late fifties and early sixties, there are many names similar to Dongmei, Chunmei, Hongxia, Huixia, so it is not surprising that they have the same name.

Dongmei was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that the woman nicknamed Wrinkled Face, the big name was also called Dongmei, she sighed, thinking to herself, she had to change the name of the dumpling stall, otherwise she would really let the Wrinkled Face get by.

Dongmei didn't continue to reason with her wrinkled face, she said to the two young couples directly: "Hello, my dumpling stall is the authentic Dongmei dumplings, do you want to come to me to try them." “

When the girl heard that there were two stalls called Dongmei dumplings in a small place, she couldn't help but be a little stupid, looked at her boyfriend and said, "Xiaogang, which Dongmei are you talking about, is the authentic Dongmei dumplings in your colleague's mouth?"

The boy was stunned, to be honest, he didn't know the two eldest sisters in front of him, which was the real Dongmei and which was the fake Dongmei?

At this time, the wrinkled face took the lead and said, "I'm the real Dongmei, I'm the real Dongmei, she's a fake." “

Hearing this, the boy pointed to Dongmei and said to the girl: "It's better to be like this, you eat this real Dongmei dumpling, I'll go to the fake Dongmei dumpling next to me to eat, don't you know if it's true or fake?"

To be honest, the boy couldn't tell the difference between Dongmei and Wrinkled Face, but he found that Wrinkled Face was more enthusiastic and strong, so he judged that Wrinkled Face was really Dongmei, so he asked his girlfriend to eat dumplings at Wrinkled Face's house, and he went to Dongmei to eat dumplings.

The boy thought to himself, even if he ate fake winter plum dumplings, he must let his girlfriend eat real winter plum dumplings.

However, when Dongmei and Wrinkled Face brought the dumplings at the same time, the situation was already clear at a glance.

Dongmei's dumplings have thin skin and large filling, and the appearance is very beautiful, while the wrinkled dumplings have only quantity but no quality, which is not only ugly, but also different in size.

As for the quality of service between the two, it's even worse.

Dongmei always serves with a smile on her face, and she also mixes the juice and serves it to the guests herself.

And the wrinkled face is not very afraid to smile because there are too many wrinkles on the face, so she always pulls her face, and at first glance it looks as if someone owes her money and has not paid it back.

In addition, the wrinkled face is only responsible for serving the dumplings, and does not care how the guests eat the dumplings.

When the boy and girl finished eating the dumplings, the boy had a flower-like smile on his face, while the girl had a painful hideous look on her face.

Of course, she didn't dare to say that her dumplings were unpalatable in front of her wrinkled face, so she could only show it on her expression.

After eating the dumplings, after the two left, the boy asked the girl with concern: "How is it, the real winter plum dumplings I let you eat are not bad, right?"

The girl glared at the boy and said: "I've seen the loss, I haven't seen you so damaged, I eat real winter plum dumplings by myself, and trick me into eating fake winter plum dumplings, it's so salty to death, does she have a husband who sells salt, otherwise why make the dumplings so salty." “

Hearing this, the boy was stunned and said, "No, then we won't go to the wrinkled woman's house to eat dumplings in the future." “

At the end of the day, Dongmei won the competition with Wrinkled Face.

However, victory is victory, but Dongmei's dumpling stall is still forced to take away a lot of diners by wrinkled faces.

On the second day, Dongmei took the lead and came to the established position early, ready to take the lead and occupy a favorable position.

However, what Dongmei didn't expect was that the treacherous wrinkled face actually put a very large table in the established position in advance, and locked it on a big stone not far away.

Dongmei gasped, and said in her heart, it is really a foot high, why didn't she think of locking the table here and occupying the favorable terrain in advance?

No way, Dongmei could only move her belongings over and put them behind her wrinkled face.

Due to the early arrival, Dongmei tried her best to expand her territory, and expanded from one-third of the territory occupied yesterday to one-half of the territory occupied today.

After a while, a wrinkled face came carrying something.

She looked at Dongmei's stall, still behind her, and couldn't help laughing, and said in her heart, Dongmei, Dongmei, I didn't expect it, although I came late, I can still put the stall in front of you.

The wrinkled face admired his own approach, and said in his heart, Dongmei, Dongmei, you want to fight with me, you are still a little tender.

After setting up the stall with a wrinkled face, sit back and wait for the diners to come to the door.

However, all the diners who ate wrinkled dumplings yesterday chose not to eat dumplings at her stall, but to eat dumplings at Dongmei's.

Only some unfamiliar diners will eat dumplings with wrinkled faces.

At this time, no matter how wrinkled his face broke his throat, shouting that his dumplings were delicious and his service was considerate, he still watched one diner after another, passing through his stall and sitting on Dongmei's stall, eating dumplings and drinking noodle soup in a big bowl.

And Dongmei next to it, without much effort, attracted a large number of guests.

The wrinkled face was very puzzled, with his own taste, the seasoning is moderate, and the salt is just right, why can't the dumplings of Dongmei be sold?

It turned out that because of the location of Wrinkled Face's hometown, people there ate heavier seasonings, so they naturally developed the eating habit of Wrinkled Face and heavy taste.

Naturally, her dumplings also follow her eating habits, heavy salt and seasoning.

She even felt that Dongmei's dumplings were so light that they couldn't be eaten at all, why did so many people go to Dongmei's place to eat.

However, what the wrinkled face didn't know was that the employees of the entire unit were basically mainly from Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningxia, and the taste of Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningbo people was basically the same as Dongmei, who was a Guanzhong person, so they naturally couldn't accept the wrinkled face of heavy dumplings.

On the third and fourth days, the number of wrinkled customers continued to decrease, and she had no choice but to cry.

However, Dongmei's customers are increasing unabated, and business is very hot.

Soon, selling dumplings in the same location, Dongmei's dumpling stall and the wrinkled dumpling stall were in stark contrast.

I saw that in front of Dongmei's dumpling stall, there were crowds, rubbing shoulders one after another, and some people even lined up to eat Dongmei's dumplings.

But in front of the wrinkled-faced dumpling stall, there are many doors, and there are few people who are pitiful, and only a few wrinkled-faced fellows, or diners with the same heavy taste as wrinkled faces, go back to choose her stall to eat.

And Sister-in-law Tan, who sells dumplings in the south of an ordinary building not far away, watched Dongmei marginalize her wrinkled face little by little, and she was even more happy in her eyes.

Sister-in-law Tan knows that no matter what she does, there is a rule of the game, at least she has to have character, and people like wrinkled faces, who are brazen, forcibly occupy other people's positions, and imitate the patterns and varieties of other people's dumplings, and even put on their own gold signs, will be eliminated sooner or later.

Wrinkled face watched his dumpling stall business get worse and worse, and even began to make ends meet, and wrinkled face couldn't sit still.

However, instead of working on the taste of dumplings and service attitude, she found another way, found her youngest son Zhang Wei, and played the emotional card.

At noon, Tao Tao and Zhang Wei, who were out of school, both came to their mother's dumpling stall to help.

In the past, he was busy sweating profusely, but Zhang Wei was sitting there idly dozing.

But at noon today, when the workers walked towards the dumpling stall where Dongmei was located after work, they gave their youngest son, Zhang Wei, who is in the second grade, a wrinkled face and decisively.

I saw that Zhang Wei looked at the guests who had already walked to the Dongmei dumpling stall, stepped forward and hugged the guests' thighs, and pulled the guests of Dongmei to his mother's stall to eat dumplings with a dead face.

Because Zhang Wei was too small, and he was long and round, chubby, and if the guests didn't go to his mother's place to eat dumplings, he wouldn't let go, and the guests could only compromise, and were pulled one by one to the wrinkled stalls to eat dumplings.

Occasionally, there will be grumpy guests who push Zhang Wei away, and then sit in front of Dongmei's dumpling stall to eat dumplings, but compared to the guests pulled by Zhang Wei, such guests are a minority after all.

When Dongmei and Taotao saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but be stunned.

They didn't expect that such a trick would be used by wrinkled faces, which was simply unfair competition.

Taotao, who was standing next to Dongmei, looked at his mother's business, and was snatched away by Zhang Wei one after another, and he was very angry.

He turned to Dongmei and said, "Mom, why don't I follow Zhang Wei's example, hug the guests' thighs, and pull them all over to my mother?"

As he spoke, Tao Tao was about to rush over and hug the guest's thigh.