Fu Yonghan had already asked the route clearly, and led the two of them to push the car from the entrance of the underground parking lot of the mall.

To get to the place they rented in advance, they had to pass through the snack street on the first floor of the mall.

At this time, although the snack street has not officially opened for business, there are already employees working in the mall to place orders. Pù, a restaurant that has not received an order, is also making various preparations for the upcoming lunch, and there are busy figures everywhere.

The tricycle of Fu Yonghan and others naturally attracted the attention of many people along the way.

The owner of a well-informed shop also heard that the vacant land leading to the subway entrance of the mall was rented out, and the people who rented the land also wanted to sell food. Previously, they were still speculating about what the land would be sold, but now when they looked at Fu Yonghan and the others, the guess in their hearts naturally became clearer.

"See, those three people are here to set up a stall at the entrance of the mall, right?" The owners of a few nearby shops gathered together and muttered, "These people are quite smart, they know that there is no place in the mall, and they can turn out all the empty space." It's not a big place, but the rent is much cheaper than ours, and customers can grab a place at the public tables in the snack street, which is simply too cheap! ”

The boss who said this said it in a sour tone, obviously very dissatisfied with Fu Yonghan and the others.

I think so, although the business of the snack street is strong, the competition is not small. It's not easy for everyone to compete for customers on weekdays, but now there is another competitor, so it is estimated that no one will be happy.

A middle-aged female boss waved her hand indifferently and said, "In such a small place, people are setting up roadside stalls, how much business can they steal?" Besides, the things we sell are more formal and hygienic, and customers with brains know how to choose. I don't know how many days this roadside stall can be set up in the mall, I don't think everyone should be too anxious! ”

"That's right." A boss Ying He said, "The business of roadside stalls can't be compared with our formal stores." I don't know what kind of joke these people will make! ”

As soon as this statement was raised, the faces of the others looked much better.

Also, if you want to do business in a shopping mall, is it so easy?

Those three people knew that they were from the countryside by looking at their clothes, even if there was a young girl's face supporting there, it was probably just a small job, what could they do? It's not so much that they're here to steal business, it's better that they're here to make jokes!

Walking through the snack street, Fu Yonghan and others soon arrived at the entrance of the mall.

She instructed He Yu and Jiao Chong to take two folding tables out and put them aside, and took a few plastic stools to surround them, which looked similar.

At this moment, there are already a lot of people coming and going at the entrance of the mall, some coming from the subway entrance, and some are going to the subway entrance. Everyone is still quite interested in the roadside stall that appeared for the first time at the entrance of the mall, and they looked at it from time to time, but because they didn't know what the stall was selling, and everyone was in a hurry, they didn't stop.

There is no way, Fu Yonghan's customized roadside stall advertising cloth has not been done yet, and there is no way to play the signboard for the time being, so I can only do it first.

But wait until tomorrow, their ads will be able to hang out, and then it will naturally attract more people to stay.

Fu Yonghan increased the fire under the pork bone soup that had been heated in the morning, took out the washed coriander and shallots and chopped them, and said to He Yu and Jiao Chong: "Mom, Uncle Jiao, it's still early, you pack up your things first, I'll get you two bowls of hot and sour noodles to eat, it's breakfast today." ”

Although it's almost lunch now, my eating habits are not so regular in the catering industry. Fu Yonghan didn't have time to get hot and sour noodles for He Yu to taste yesterday, but today he simply saved trouble, and didn't even make breakfast, so that they can try it at the same time, and it can also make them really feel at ease about this business.

The pork bone broth was originally warm, but as soon as the fire increased, the pork bone broth quickly tumbled. Fu Yonghan took three bamboo colanders, grabbed a handful of sweet potato vermicelli into them, and then buckled the long handle of the colander to the side of the barrel of pork bone soup, so that the noodles were scalded in the pork bone soup independently.

The sweet potato vermicelli had been processed by Fu Yonghan before, so after being scalded in the bucket for less than a minute, Fu Yonghan turned down the heat, took out the vermicelli, poured them into the three disposable paper bowls placed side by side, and each scooped a spoonful of pork bone broth into the bowl, and added some ingredients according to his habits.

Jiao Chong smelled the aroma on the side and couldn't hold it back for a long time, but now that he saw that Fu Yonghan finally got a bowl of hot and sour noodles, where could he wait, he immediately stepped forward to serve a bowl, and said to Fu Yonghan with a smile: "Little Fu, I'll just come by myself, you can quickly pad your stomach!" ”

After yesterday's conversation with Fu Yonghan, although Jiao Chong was still a little afraid of Fu Yonghan, he was more in awe, rather than the previous trembling of a mouse seeing a cat. I know more about Fu Yonghan, and now Jiao Chong dares to take the initiative to talk to Fu Yonghan, and he doesn't dare to lean on Fu Yonghan anymore like before.

Fu Yonghan nodded, brought a bowl of hot and sour noodles to the table in one hand, and said to He Yu: "Mom, you can also taste it." ”

He Yu responded, pulled out a pair of disposable chopsticks, and stirred the ingredients and vermicelli in the bowl to make the vermicelli more flavorful.

Jiao Chong, who was sitting alone at a table, had already exclaimed: "Xiao, Xiaofu, the taste of your hot and sour noodles is really amazing!" ”

Fu Yonghan smiled slightly, and didn't have anything to do.

He Yu glanced at Jiao Chong in surprise.

Jiao Chong couldn't wait to pick out a chopstick as soon as he took the bowl, and he only had time to blow it twice in a hurry and stuffed it into his mouth, and he couldn't even care about the heat. In fact, the taste of this hot and sour noodles really suppressed the feeling of being hot!

How can there be such delicious hot and sour noodles in the world? It's incredible!

Not to mention that the vermicelli is just right, even this soup is also rare and delicious!

The soup from the pork bones has been boiling in the pressure cooker for hours, and the bones have already been stewed, and pressing a spoon into the pot can immediately turn into a pile of slag. In fact, Fu Yonghan did crush all the bones in the soup into slag, and fished out the bones that had been used cleanly.

This pot of bone broth seems simple, but even if you don't talk about other ingredients, the pork bones alone have been boiled to the extreme.

Fu Yonghan also added spices such as bay leaf star anise to the soup, but he didn't add much, just to adjust the taste, and he didn't let the smell of the spices take away the most primitive and wonderful taste of the pork bone soup.

This is actually the most important thing about this pot of soup.