Chapter 13 Red Crisp Hands, Yellow Rice Wine
Wang Yuan was dating the Boduo girl in a dream, and the good spring * dream was interrupted by Chu Xiangling's kicking on the door, and he was on fire. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
He got up, got dressed, and opened the door.
"Your face is not very good, what's the matter, you recruited chickens last night?"
Chu Xiangling said a word, choking Wang Yuan, who was drinking water, coughed, what is the call of recruiting chickens last night, girl, you can not appreciate my appearance, but you should believe in my character.
Besides, chickens are so expensive now, and they can't afford to recruit if they want to.
"I gave you two melon seeds to everyone in our office, so our editor-in-chief decided to ask the editor-in-chief for another effort to include your little shop in the special topic of finding food, I have helped you a lot!"
"Thank you!" Wang Yuan said with a smile, thinking that if he could really go to the newspaper for publicity, then the customer flow should increase.
But now his store doesn't have the conditions to pick up customers on a large scale!
Therefore, I can only sweep the sand in the big waves and take the boutique route.
"Then you see, I've helped you so much, aren't you ready to repay the favor?" Chu Xiangling blinked her eyes and looked at the back kitchen vigorously, she wanted to see what Wang Yuan was going to do today.
"Either sell me to you." Wang Yuan said with a smile, Chu Xiangling pursed his lips, "Bah, bah, you want to promise me that I don't want it, tell me what is delicious this morning, I didn't bring me twenty buns!" ”
"Fifteen one!" Wang Yuan reminded in friendship.
"Don't worry, I'm also buying it for someone else." Chu Xiangling chuckled, "Buy fifteen from you, and I'll sell thirty-one as soon as I change hands, how can the business be better than yours!" ”
Girl, you're too ruthless!
Wang Yuan sighed in his heart, I can't help it if I sell it so expensive, who called the raw materials too expensive, but you have doubled your hands, and your hands are black enough.
"Then do you know how much a bun in a hotel costs, fifty yuan! I'm just a little bit! Chu Xiangling argued, Wang Yuan shook his head, "For the sake of the interests of the old customers, I can only buy one bun per person in this store, so your plan to make a fortune is going to fail!" ”
"Can't you do a few more?" Chu Xiangling saw Wang Yuan enter the back kitchen and began to prepare the filling, and couldn't help but say.
Wang Yuan poked his head out and bared his teeth at her, "What's the matter, I'm happy to have money to buy it!" ”
Soon the buns were ready, stuffed with pork and leeks, Chu Xiangling begged again and again, Wang Yuan was unmoved, and still sold her two.
"Little pick, pick the door!" Chu Xiang slammed the door angrily and walked away like a gust of wind.
How does she get up so early every day? Is there a part-time job?
Wang Yuan yawned and couldn't help but think.
The old customers came one after another, and when everyone saw that the buns had changed the fillings today, their eyes were bright.
The fat man arrived on time almost every day, lined up to buy a bun and a glass of water, and gave a plate of pickles, and left after eating.
This has become their daily habit.
"Well, yes, yes!" The fat man wiped the oil from his mouth, "Your bun is getting more and more authentic, and the appearance is also very different." ”
Wang Yuan smiled, happy in his heart, and didn't speak.
The glass door creaked open, and Uncle Chen, who was on crutches, walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he said, "Xiao Wang, tomorrow is Saturday, the good things you prepared for us, don't forget it!" ”
"Don't worry!" Wang Yuan patted his chest and packed the ticket.
"The buns are gone, you always go slowly!" The fat man quipped, and the old man slapped him on the back of the head in a huff, and walked away with his crutches.
"Hey, brother, do you know, this old Chen Tou's origin is not simple, he is a national first-class chef and a standing committee member of the Municipal Food Association!"
The fat man wiped the oil from his mouth and said mysteriously, "Whenever the hotel opens, Lao Chen Tou must be a VIP, don't believe it, I went to the opening of the Jinbi Brilliant Hotel on the side of Qianjin Street last month, the chef competition, the old Chen Tou just said a word, and a chef raised his salary by 4,000 yuan on the spot!" ”
"Tougher than the boss?" Everyone looked sideways.
"The boss has to listen to others!" The fat man patted the table and said, "Don't look at me opening a small company and working all day long, in fact, I am poor, I can make a few dollars a day, and Lao Chen Tou is now a month-long consultant fee!" ”
He stretched out five fingers and gestured, and everyone couldn't help but smack their tongues, and they couldn't see that this little old man was still a local tyrant!
"That Xiao Wang, you ask him to help promote it, as long as his old man's Chrysostom opens, your store will be on fire immediately!" A bespectacled diner kindly reminded.
Wang Yuan just smiled and didn't say anything.
Still publicity? Now one meal in the morning and one meal at noon every day will exhaust me to death, and if there is more propaganda and publicity, there will be more people, and I will have to be busy as an octopus every day.
"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys." A diner sitting in the corner finished the bun, said a word, and walked away.
Wang Yuan didn't think too much about it like a fat man, in fact, he is now a little familiar with running this small shop, not as confused as he was at the beginning, and the most difficult period has passed for him.
After the guests left, Wang Yuan showed a sign at the door that was temporarily closed, and took out the yellow rice that he had made a few days ago.
After a few days of fermentation, a layer of pale yellow liquid emerges from the glass jar containing the yellow rice, which he pours into a large glass and begins to make yellow rice wine.
He was busy until four o'clock in the afternoon, when he finished making the yellow rice wine, and the newly brewed yellow rice wine was pale yellow in color, fragrant and rich, and he was intoxicated by the smell.
Not bad!
Wang Yuan roughly estimated that after the fermentation of four catties of yellow rice, it went through steps such as filtration, purification, and distillation, and finally obtained less than three liters of yellow rice wine.
It's really distilled and pure!
He poured himself a glass and tasted the taste of the wine, which was not too spicy, but had a sweet taste, very moist, and very fragrant, like the light and mellow aroma of osmanthus wrapped around the tip of the tongue.
Wang Yuan had drunk famous brand wines such as Xinghuacun, and felt that the wine he made was a little better than those.
He put the bottle away, went back upstairs and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't paid Jiang Xueqing this month because of delays.
Oops, forgot about it!
Wang Yuan patted his head, immediately turned on the computer, and transferred a thousand yuan from Alipay to Jiang Xueqing, today's eggplant box is selling well, after deducting this thousand, he still has more than 800 yuan in cash on hand.
Soon the phone rang, and Wang Yuan saw that it was a WeChat video.
It was Jiang Xueqing who came.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, did you transfer money to me, I said I don't need it now!" Jiang Xueqing had just washed her hair, her hair was loose and flowing, her big eyes stared at him, and she smiled.
"You spend it first, my brother is very profitable here now." Wang Yuan smiled, "At least it's okay to feed a sister." ”
"You see, this is the bill you transfer money to me every time, I have written it down, and I will pay you back little by little in the future." Jiang Xueqing shook a small notebook and smiled at Wang Yuan, "Since my parents left, Brother Xiaoyuan has always supported me, thank you!" ”
"You're my sister!" When Wang Yuan heard this, his nose was sour, and tears almost fell.
"We're going to have a week off in one week, and we'll be able to see Brother Xiaoyuan then." When Jiang Xueqing said this, she raised her eyebrows and made a grimace at Wang Yuan, and it could be seen that she was very happy now.
"Okay, my brother is waiting for you at home." Wang Yuan said with a smile, sighing that time has passed, and the little heel of the year has now grown into a big girl.