The scorching sun is high in the sky, and the air is full of stuffiness, when it fills the air, it makes people feel irritable, and the wide road is full of cars and cars, Wang Ming drove Wuyang 125, full of horsepower and roared towards the location of the Black Bull City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The warm wind blew in his face, blowing Wang Ming's black hair, and in the gallop, it made that delicate face have a little more handsome taste, and he withdrew three thousand yuan in the bank, looking at the deposit that had shrunk sharply again, Wang Ming smiled helplessly.

"It's really hard to make some money."

There are still more than 5,000 yuan left in the balance of the card, which is also Wang Ming's salary for two months, and most of the money from the operation of the small shop in this almost month, Wang Ming shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and pushed the motorcycle slowly.

Soon approaching the front end of the pedestrian street, Wang Ming pondered for a moment, stopped at the door of the store in the mobile phone business hall, two thousand years ago, there were not many types of communication equipment, at that time pagers were mostly used, and there were two kinds, the earliest was the English display, and then the Chinese Han Xian was launched, and there was an additional message function.

Wang Ming pondered for a moment, if you want to open the market, the first condition, in this environment where communication equipment has been initially operational, there must be smooth communication equipment to maintain the necessary contact, and it is obviously not convenient to equip a home phone, the pager, there is a little troublesome, left and right, Wang Ming gritted his teeth, spent a huge amount of more than 1,300 yuan, purchased a Motorola T189 that had just been launched, after handling the phone card, Wang Ming walked out, I went to the shop that copied and printed on the side again.

According to Wang Ming's requirements, there are thousands of business cards copied, which are clearly marked with the words of Changxian Distribution Center, mainly for sale, crispy fish with tempeh, Luohan tripe, spicy small miscellaneous fish, and all kinds of lo-mei, and the last kind of lo-mei, Wang Ming also got inspiration from the last question of the literary examination, two thousand years ago, most of the positions of cold meat in the kitchen are some refreshing dishes and simple raw materials for marinating miso soup, and as for lo-mei, it is sold in some high-end restaurants and restaurants.

Wang Ming has to face the catering group, is the kind of small and medium-sized restaurants with only some cold dishes, this kind of place is often in order to save costs, most of the cold food masters hired belong to the appearance of two knives, do some simple cold dishes are OK, but if it is lo-mei and roasted meat, you don't know how to make it at all, and with a distribution center like Wang Ming, the lo-mei sent is mature, and only a simple knife processing and microwave heating are needed before serving.

This kind of move, in Wang Ming's view, the market prospect should not be too bad, the initial accumulation of funds channel, also within the scope of time permitting, has been expanded again, of course, this is just a reverie, specific, or to see the taste and texture of the dish, this is the top priority of the foothold.

After stepping into the shop, looking at the busy Meka, Wang Ming nodded, through this period of adaptation, Meka has completely controlled the rhythm of work, although there is a long queue outside, but she is not flustered at all, and even has some ease.

Seeing Wang Ming coming, Meka turned sideways and a smile appeared on her face.

"Finished the exam? What do you think? ”

Meka said softly, looking at Wang Ming expectantly on her face, and after putting the ingredients into the pot casually, she reached out and pinned a strand of hair hanging from her forehead to the back of her ear.

"It's okay, it's a fluke."

Wang Ming also chuckled, and when he spoke, Meka couldn't help rolling her eyes, but she didn't ask anything more, but continued to devote herself to work.

"It's hard to take a day off, go and rest, just leave it to me here."

Seeing Wang Ming standing aside in a daze, Meka said without looking back, and after Mecca's voice fell, Wang Ming smiled, nodded immediately, and when he went out, he put a bottle of cold drink next to Mecca.

Out of the door, Wang Ming stepped on the motorcycle, came to the market where he got the goods on weekdays, the top of the simple market was built with a light blue plastic plate, because of the sealing, the temperature in the market was extremely high, Wang Ming entered it, a heat wave came to his face, so that he couldn't help frowning, and then went to his insiders.

The raw materials of Luohan belly are made from some pork scraps, pork skin and pork belly, and as for the seasonings and spices needed for brine, Wang Ming compared the prices in turn, and after purchasing, he agreed on the delivery time, which was relieved.

Mei Zizi slept in the small courtyard, and at about eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Ming woke up, and after a simple wash, he was refreshed and walked out of the courtyard.

Walking slowly all the way, breathing in the slightly cool air at night, the bustling city night scene came into view, which made Wang Ming's eyes yearn even better, and unconsciously, he came to the front end of the pedestrian street again.

Compared with the day, the pedestrian street at this time can really be called a pedestrian street, there is no noise in the daytime, and there is no crowd in the daytime, the pedestrian street at this time shows its elegant side, although there are not many pedestrians on the street, but everywhere there is a peaceful taste.

When Wang Ming came to the door of the shop, Meka had already begun to close the stall, and when she saw Wang Ming coming, Meka smiled.

"Business is good today, and it was sold out early."

Wang Ming nodded, and there was also a smile on his face, now there is only Meka alone, after the daily quota is sold out, Meka has also been reluctant to close the store early many times, but after being persuaded by Wang Ming again and again, and explaining the hunger marketing strategy in detail again, Meka gradually changed.

"It's hard work, I don't have to clean up the operation room, I still have to use it at night, and I'll clean it up when it's finished."

Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, as his voice fell, Meka's expression was shocked, and then, the pair of Danfeng eyes lit up slightly.

"Are you going to make a new dish?"

Seeing Wang Ming smile and nod, the movements in Mecca's hands stopped, her face was full of joy, and there were new dishes to cook, which also meant that she could also learn some new recipes.

Soon, following Wang Ming into the small operation room, Wang Ming took out all the raw materials purchased at noon, and took the lead in the preparation of brine, and after simmering the brine on the brine rack over low heat, Wang Ming groaned slightly and took the raw materials for making Luohan belly.

Put the pork belly into cold water, add the white vinegar to soak, the meat head that was originally intended to be used was directly replaced by Wang Ming with clean and hygienic five flowers, put it on the pier and quickly cut it into strips of little finger thickness, after putting it in the basin, the meat skin was also changed to a strip, and the pork belly was stirred evenly, adding the mushrooms cut into small dices, edible salt, monosodium glutamate, light soy sauce, and an appropriate amount of five-spice powder, a little sugar for pickling, after stirring evenly, stirring in a clockwise direction, so that the lard sticks were beaten strong, Set aside.

After doing this, Wang Ming pondered for a while, added cinnamon, a handful of star anise, a bottle of light soy sauce, twenty catties of water, edible salt and a little pork essence, and then, put in three washed green onions, two pieces of ginger, patted open into the barrel for soup mixing, and then put it on another small stove for boiling.

With these ready, Wang Ming squatted down, picked up the pork belly soaked in refined salt and white vinegar water, carefully cleaned the front and back, and washed all the fat in it, put it aside to control the water, and then stood up.

And the whole process, Meka was watching carefully without saying a word, and when she saw Wang Ming standing up, Meka stepped forward and handed over the towel in her hand.

Wiping his sweat and smiling with gratitude to Mecca, the marinated pork strips and the soup will have to wait for a while, and the boiling time of the brine will last until about ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Ming pondered for a while, and just as he was about to speak, there was a sound of three fats at the window.

"Wang Ming, you are really here."