Chapter 20: A Wonderful Advanced Secret Recipe
"Hallucinations, I'm definitely hallucinating. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
After eating the second bowl of noodles, the fat man sighed.
He stared at Lai Hao directly, as if he wanted to see through the hair, and said seriously: "Tell me honestly, have you opened black technology, with your level, how can the small noodles made be so delicious?" β
Lai Hao didn't answer and asked: "How delicious is it?" β
"Let me tell you this, I've tried more than 100 noodle restaurants, and I've eaten all the famous noodles in the mountain city, and none of them can compare to the noodles you just cooked." The fat man said very seriously.
Lai Hao smiled and said nothing, he only felt that the small noodles he made were delicious, and as for what level it was delicious, he didn't know what level it was. At this moment, hearing the comments of the fat man, a high-end foodie, he has a spectrum in his heart.
This wonderful secret recipe for high-grade noodles gave him hope of making a fortune.
The fat man asked, "By the way, who did you learn this craft from?" β
"Self-taught by the mobile app." Lai Hao is very honest.
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The fat man was speechless, mistakenly thinking that Lai Hao casually downloaded an app recipe.
Shancheng small noodles, the specific methods are almost the same, the difference is that the small noodles made by someone are high-end and exquisite, so delicious that you want to cry. There are also people who make small noodles that are low-end and coarse, so unpalatable that they want to die.
At the end of the day, it's all about the chef's craft.
According to Yu Fatzi's guess, Lai Hao is talented and a natural noodle chef.
Other than that, he really couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation.
In order to maintain the face of his high-end foodies, Yu Fatzi made a comment: "Your small noodles are still flawed, and the noodle soup is not powerful enough, if you replace it with bone broth, the effect will be better." If you replace these things with the best materials, it will be tall, and I dare to evaluate it as the first small noodles in the mountain city! β
"I know, it's too time-consuming to make soup, so let's get a simplified version first." Lai Hao said.
"Alright, please bring me three more bowls of simplified versions." The fat man instantly lost his temperance.
"Isn't it enough to eat two bowls?" Lai Hao shrugged: "Besides, there are no materials in the kitchen." β
"It's okay, I'll buy it, you wait!"
Yu Fat, who is usually lazy as a dog, was surprisingly diligent today and volunteered to run downstairs.
When he came back, Lai Hao was taken aback: "You want to buy so much every day?" β
"Hehe, it's not much, at most 20 bowls of noodles."
The fat man smiled cheaply and carried the big bag of things into the kitchen.
Lai Hao was defeated by this bad friend and went to the kitchen to get busy.
Every time he makes a bowl of noodles, he adds 1 point of proficiency and does it very carefully.
"One more bowl!"
"Speed, one more bowl!"
"It's not fun, brother, I'll call you brother, let's have another bowl!"
The fat man ate bowl after bowl, putting on the rhythm of "let me eat enough at once".
"Don't eat it, eat it again and kill you." Lai Hao persuaded.
"Can you still be friends happily, you are so stingy if I eat a little more?" The fat man was upset.
Lai Hao: "Do you eat more?" You've eaten eight bowls! β
"Hehe, isn't this delicious? You didn't invite me for your birthday yesterday, but today this small noodle is considered to be longevity noodles, eat a few more bowls to live longer. The fat man had all kinds of crooked reasoning, and said with a blank eye: "Another bowl, one bowl is good, I definitely don't want more." β
"No, if you die, I can't explain it to your parents." Laihao has a resolute attitude.
"Crow's mouth, can you say something auspicious?" The fat man had a black face, and he curled to save the country: "Brother, I'll think of a clever way for you to make a fortune, can you make me five bowls of noodles every day in the future?" β
As soon as Lai Hao heard the trick of making a fortune, he couldn't hold it: "Let's hear it." β
"I know a noodle shop owner, his wife is in charge of the chef in his shop, his wife was hospitalized some time ago, the business in the shop is very deserted, and I am looking for a good noodle master." The fat man's eyebrows fluttered and said: "With your skills, it's absolutely no problem to apply for a job with him." I'll talk to you about it, and if you do a good job, maybe you will get a share. β
Lai Hao was noncommittal and asked: "You touch your conscience and say, how much can I sell for a bowl of small noodles?" β
"Didn't you say it, this is the most powerful noodle I've ever tasted, 20 to 30 a bowl is not too much. But those noodle restaurants that sell for 20-30 yuan are well decorated, have a good location, and have a celebrity effect, which is a place to eat environment, and ordinary noodle restaurants are not so expensive. The fat man said, his eyes moving: "What, you want to do it yourself?" β
Lai Hao smiled: "Hehe, how about you say I'm going to rent a food truck and set up a stall?" β
"This is a solution, but recently the city management has been strict with it, in case you are caught, a lot of fines, confiscated food trucks, and you have nothing to lose." The fat man looked at Lai Hao worriedly: "You kid often does some part-time jobs that are not allowed by law, and you have a tendency to commit crimes in your bones, so you don't really want to commit crimes against the wind, right?" β
"There's no way, the salary of a serious job is low, where can I afford Xiaomeng to study." Lai Hao did not hide anything in front of Fa Xiao: "If you go to work for someone else's noodle restaurant, where can the salary be high?" I plan to do it myself, I can't afford to rent a regular storefront, it's not bad to wander around with a food truck, and fight guerrilla warfare with the chengguan in the future. β
"Boy, you're so naΓ―ve. Stalls, a few dollars a bowl, you can't make much money. The catering industry is very particular about word of mouth, you run around to fight guerrillas, repeat customers can't find you, and you still do a hammer business? If you don't run, the chengguan will catch you again, and the gains outweigh the losses. The fat man poured a basin of cold water.
His words were not unreasonable, and Lai Hao was in a dilemma.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
"Hello, I'm the landlord. I'm going to come and see the house, ask someone to do a deep cleaning, and maybe redecorate some places. I heard that you are a student, so don't bother you with your homework, right? The woman on the phone was blunt.
Sooner or later, it will come.
Lai Hao was a little familiar with the voice, and said, "It's okay, I've graduated." β
"That's good, I'll come right over."
After the landlady finished speaking, she hung up, and seemed to be in a hurry to take back the house.
Lai Hao looked at this place where he had lived for more than a year, and in a few days, he would say goodbye here.
He silently went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles and suppressed his shock.
Halfway through this bowl of noodles, there was a knock on the door.
The fat man knew that Lai Hao was in a bad mood, so he took the initiative to open the door.
As soon as the security door opened, Yu Fatzi swallowed his saliva violently, and his eyes were straight.
After Lai Hao called just now, he said that the landlord aunt was coming over, and the fat man subconsciously thought of a middle-aged aunt.
Seeing the real landlord aunt at this moment, the fat man couldn't calm down for a long time.
It's huge!
Is it necessary to be so big?
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The fat man is a slut, and when he looks at the girl, he habitually looks at the chest first.
As soon as I saw the landlord's aunt's smiling breasts, the fat man was messy.
Looking up and down his chest for a while, the fat man was even more messy.
The landlord and aunt in front of her were younger than the fat man imagined, looking in her thirties, with slightly curly hair and charming hair, and a beautiful and happy face. She was wearing a colorful knee-length dress, with long legs, a thin waist and a cocked buttocks, and her figure was so good.
"You're the little tenant?" The landlady asked.
"No, I passed by the soy sauce maker."
The fat man was weak and a little at a loss.
"Oh."
The landlady no longer paid attention to the fat man in front of her, and walked in lightly.
When I went in and saw the young man eating noodles at the dinner table, the landlady was stunned: "It's you?" β