"You?" Lin Dezhong looked at Lin Mo with suspicion, you are a six-year-old child to contract a business! This......

Forgive Lin Dezhong! In '79, the noodle shop was a small business, and it had five employees!

"Lin Dezhong, what do you mean! Is my son's craftsmanship worse than the one in the restaurant? "Ma Xiulai and Lin Dezhong are on the bar today, Lin Dezhong himself is not bad looking, and he is a rare high-achieving student in this era, after being promoted, there are always a few women who often flatter him, which makes Ma Xiulai not calm, she is not afraid of appearance, but she can't get her primary school education! It's no match that those women have a common language with Lin Dezhong.

Seeing that his parents were arguing, Lin Mo stood in the middle of them and said, "Dad, Mom, the conditions of our family are good now, but don't you think that just one child is too little?" "The parents in the previous life regretted that they did not have another child, and when they wanted to have another child, family planning began to be strict, and they were waiting to be expelled if they had a second child! In addition, the mother is also old, and she is afraid of difficult childbirth, so this plan has been put on hold.

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Ma Xiulai died down, and Lin Dezhong pondered, they had discussed several times during this time, and the topic was whether to add a younger brother or sister to Lin Mo.

The grandparents came to the house a few days ago and urged them to have another child, and even the grandmother in the countryside asked her uncle to write a letter, and the content was to add another baby to the Lin family.

"Dad, Mom, if we add another child to our family, this salary will not be enough to spend!" Lin Mo added fuel to the fire and added the last straw.

In fact, Lin Mo's family will not be financially embarrassed even if they have one more child, and the tuition fees are low these years, so there is no need to hire a nanny or anything for the child.

Lin Dezhong and Ma Xiulai were relatively speechless, and their sons were encouraging them to have a child, or... Shall we have another one? Lin Dezhong's eyes slowly became firm.

"Your mother and I have to go to work every day, so how do you run a noodle restaurant with one child?" Although Lin Dezhong decided to have another child, Lin Mo's idea seemed ridiculous to him.

Lin Mo said confidently: "My Sister Li Lan, isn't she unemployed, just here to help me." ”

Lin Mo's grandfather Ma Tianlu only gave birth to two daughters in his life, and he has always regretted it, as the saying goes, raising children to prevent old age, accumulating grain to prevent hunger, so his grandfather recruited a son-in-law for his aunt Ma Xiuli, and the two gave birth to a son and a daughter after marriage, this daughter is Lin Mo's cousin Li Lan.

Li Lan is eighteen years old this year, and she also graduated from elementary school, so she does housework at home on weekdays, and she has long been idle.

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The water in the pot was steaming, a few pig bones were tumbling up and down in the soup, and a gauze wrapped in seasonings was also stewed together, Lin Mo saw that it was almost time, he put a handful of bean sprouts into the pot, and the soup base was ready.

This pot of soup has been simmering on the stove over low heat since last night, and with Lin Mo's secret ingredients, it exudes an attractive fragrance at this time.

After the bankruptcy and liquidation of the packaging factory in his previous life, Lin Mo, who had no way out, opened a noodle restaurant, but unfortunately his materials were too solid, and he had to close his doors after half a year, and he himself went to Jiangsu and Zhejiang with a backpack.

The most important thing in a bowl of rice noodles is the soup base and red oil, this red oil is also a trick that each family has its own, Lin Mo is to use raw chili noodles to put into vegetable oil and water to boil together, he also specially added spiced star anise, and after the water in the pot is boiled dry, the vegetable oil at this time is already a red piece, and the low heat continues to boil until there is no more water vapor in the pot noodles, and the red oil is boiled.

Lin Mo skillfully put the rice noodles into the boiling water, stirred the rice noodles with chopsticks a few times, and counted them silently for twenty seconds in his heart, Lin Mo scooped up the rice noodles with a colander and put them into the prepared bowl, poured two spoons of soup, a small spoonful of red oil, and finally sprinkled a handful of minced green onions, and it was done.

"Guys, let's try it and see how chef Ben does it?" Six-year-old Lin Mo wore his mother's cooking apron and a military hat on his head, looking at everyone with his hands on his chest.

Today's tasting will have Lin Mo's parents, grandfather and grandmother, plus the aunt's family, there are as many as eight people.

"It's delicious, it's better than all the ones on South Street!" After tasting a bite, my cousin's eyes, who were anxious to get rid of the current boring days, lit up.

"Not bad, yes, you have to be loyal, you taught this son well!" Grandfather Ma Tianlu ate rice noodles slowly and methodically, and nodded frequently and said yes.

Everyone was praising Lin Mo's good craftsmanship, but Lin Mo's cousin Li Jun on the side finished eating his own bowl like a storm, he licked the red oil on the side of the bowl and shouted: "Lin Mo, another bowl, you are also stingy, how can this amount be enough to eat." ”

It stands to reason that Li Jun, as the only son of his aunt's family, should have a good life, but sixteen-year-old Li Jun is idle all day long, wandering around with a group of young people who have nothing to do, and often causing some trouble, so Lin Mo's aunt Li Qixing used the trick of starvation to clean him up, looking at Li Jun's eating appearance Lin Mo estimated that he had caused trouble again in the past few days.

The tall Li Qixing knocked on Li Jun's head with chopsticks and said, "Be honest with me, and go home to clean you up if you talk more." ”

Li Qixing was transferred from the army, and now he works in the security department of the bank, and seeing that his father's face was a little black, Li Jun hurriedly sat down and did not dare to speak again.

At this time, Lin Mo was rubbed in her arms by her aunt, who has always liked the well-behaved Lin Mo very much, she often compared Lin Mo with her son, and the result of the comparison was that Li Jun was bombarded indiscriminately. Li Jun dared to talk to Li Qixing at home, but he was obedient in the face of Ma Xiuli, who was Ma Xiuli? Food companies are known for their fighting power first, whether it is a quarrel or a fight.

The aunt may have eaten better in the food company, so she grew very fat, and Lin Mo, who slept late last night, slowly fell asleep in her arms.

Seeing that Lin Mo was asleep, Ma Xiuli raised her fingers and shh

"I think it's possible." Ma Tianlu felt a little sorry for his little grandson, but the education method of this era is different from that of later generations, and now he believes in filial piety under the stick, so that children can be sensible and able to do things from an early age.

Ma Tianlu made the final decision, so the two families began to draw the distribution of profits and the manpower of doing things according to his old man's saying.

When Lin Mo woke up, the matter had been discussed, Lin Dezhong's family had technology, Li Qixing's family had manpower, and Lin Dezhong's family had sixty percent of the profit, this was Ma Tianlu's board, he said that with Lin Mo's skills, he could open a noodle restaurant wherever he went to find two people to help, so the profit was still more for the second son-in-law's family, and everyone had no objection to this.

After discussion, the meeting decided that Comrade Lin Dezhong would come forward and contract the noodle restaurant in the name of Ma Xiulai, which was a trivial matter for Lin Dezhong, who had just been promoted.

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"Crackling......" A string of big red firecrackers exploded in front of the store, and as soon as the firecrackers were blown up, several children rushed up to the pile of confetti, rummaging for the firecrackers that had not exploded.

There is no flower basket, no one comes to give gifts, after ten days of closure and decoration, Lin Mo's noodle restaurant opened like this, this decoration cost a total of more than 300 yuan, mainly for replacing tables, chairs and chopsticks, Lin Mo canceled the original round table, and replaced it with a long table, so that three rows of tables can be placed, and it can accommodate up to 120 people at a time.

Lin Mo and Li Lan stood on the edge of the stove, anxiously waiting for the arrival of the first batch of customers, and only two of the original five employees were left, 28-year-old Jiao Cuifen and 23-year-old Huang Yumei, whose task was to wash the dishes, wipe the table, and serve noodles, and the monthly salary was tentatively set at 30 yuan.

Lin Mo looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost twelve o'clock, and many people in Congjiang City didn't go back to eat at noon, so the only noodle restaurant on South Street became one of their few choices.

"Yo! This shop has changed a lot! "Two young men walked in, looking like old customers, and as soon as they entered, they found something different from before.

"Two bowls of rice noodles and more chili oil." After paying two cents and four taels of food stamps, the two of them found a table and sat down, looking at the surrounding environment with great interest.

Li Lan has been practicing grabbing and boiling noodles for the past few days, and the noodles can be wound into a ball, and a ball is a person's weight, but this rice noodle has to consider eyesight, and if you put less guests have opinions, you will suffer if you put too much.

The stove is rebuilt, with three cauldrons on top, one for rice noodles, one for noodles, and one with a soup base.

Li Lan quickly scooped up the boiled rice noodles and divided them into bowls, and Lin Mo on the side stood on a special wooden shelf and poured soup base, a spoonful of red oil, and a handful of chopped green onions into the bowl.

Huang Yumei put two bowls of rice noodles on a tray and brought them to the table for two, she took a few steps back, a little nervously waiting for the customer's reaction. Originally, only she and Jiao Cuifen were left behind of the five people in the noodle restaurant, and the other three heard that they are now going to make trouble every day and ask to solve work problems, but in the current environment, how can there be so many positions to arrange! So she cherishes this job very much, for fear that if the customer is not satisfied, then she will join the unemployed.

"Huh! Not chili oil? A customer was a little surprised, he looked at the red soup and had a little appetite, and immediately ate the steamed buns he brought.

"Shhhh It's so spicy! This soup is not bad either! ”

"I really want it, it's full of oil and water, it tastes good, it's much better than the original, and I will call them to eat it tomorrow."

Huang Yumei's eyes turned into crescent moons, and she returned to the stove and gave Lin Mo a thumbs up, her face also red with excitement.

Li Lan looked at the two customers eating hula hula, and she was also smiling, only our chef Lin Mo, who held his chin with his hand and made a deep shape, looking disdainful of their joy.

"You stink!" Li Lan took the colander and made a gesture to slap it on the top of Li Mo's head.

"A bowl of noodles."

"Three bowls of rice noodles."