Chapter 17: The Strange Monopoly

Su Miao responded, quickly cut a plate of stew with a ruddy color, soft and not broken, and melted in the mouth, and put a bowl of hot rice in front of Wu Ada, and filled half a bowl of fish soup, took a small plate of pickled vegetables and handed it over, and said with a smile:

"The last two are given away for free, big brother, the fish soup I made is not fishy!"

Wu Ah was stunned for a moment, and several young men who came with him immediately buzzed and coaxed:

"Little sister, you're not kind, why don't we have it if Big Brother has it!"

"Brother and I are acquaintances, if you want to get the same treatment, you must first become mature with me, if you want to become a mature person, of course you have to patronize more!" Su Miao said with a smile and presented a small plate of pickles in front of everyone.

Everyone burst into laughter and said in one voice:

"No wonder the sixth said that the little eldest sister will do business, and the little eldest sister will really do business!"

"This fish soup is really not fishy, hey, it's not greasy!" After taking a sip of the fish soup, Wu Ada's eyes widened, and he felt that it was very miraculous and exclaimed, and the words had been taken away by the person next to him before he fell.

After one person drank it in one gulp, several young men called out again and again:

"Little sister, give me a bowl of fish soup!"

"Little sister, I want fish soup and rice!"

"Little sister, so am I!"

Su Miao responded one by one, and was preparing, and two more people sat on the right hand side, from the fishy smell Su Miao knew that these two people must have just returned from the fishing boat, one of them looked slightly richer than ordinary people, and should be the owner of the fishing boat, as soon as the person sat down, he shouted:

"Little sister, your meat stew is so fragrant, bring me a bowl!" As he spoke, he took out a bag of cakes from his arms and put it on the table, and loudly beckoned Brother Qian from the stall next door to bring the altar wine.

Su Miao responded, and sent water and pickles as usual, and another dark-skinned young man touched his stomach and frowned sickly:

"I've been on the ship for a month, and I can't eat those greasy ones, girl, but what light food and drink are there?"

"Do you want to eat chazuke?" Su Miao asked with a smile.

Kuroko had never heard of such a way to eat, and was stunned: "Chazuke? Rice made with tea? ”

"If the guest officer doesn't like to make it with only tea, you can also put pickled fish fillets on top of the rice, sprinkle pickled vegetables, pour in green tea, and if the guest officer likes it, you can also put in pickled plums, which are light, refreshing and appetizing." Chazuhan originated from the Jiangnan fisherman's house, and it is also the food custom of the ancient Nanjing people, and it has existed in the Six Dynasties period, but Changle Town does not seem to have this way of eating, and it is not popular to drink green tea, they like to drink black tea, so that there are many green teas on Heshan, but they all go to pick saffron, just because the color is red, although they know that drinking too much will break the blood but they are still happy to do it, and the pursuit of black tea by the people of Yueliang has reached an incredible point.

Kuroko was moved by Su Miao's heart, and nodded: "I want you to say it!" ”

Su Miao responded with a smile, put the rice in the sea bowl, took out the pickled fish fillets from the crockpot and placed the dried pickles on the rice, picked up the teapot and poured two-thirds of the green tea into the bowl, sprinkled with sour plum and the warm tea soup was hot, and there was a faint sweet and sour pounce.

Kuroko held the bowl in both hands and couldn't wait to take a sip, slightly salty, slightly sour, and slightly sweet rippling in the bitter tea soup, obviously contradicting each other, mixed together but so coordinated, there are many flavors, but no matter how intense these flavors are taken out alone, washed by the clear tea soup, the whole person is pure and clear as if listening to the Zen sound in the sunset.

"Ho, comfort!" Kuroko smiled and couldn't help but sigh.

The others had been staring at him since just now, and even if they hadn't drunk it, they knew that it must be delicious, and Wu Ah shouted loudly:

"Little sister, that, bring me a bowl too!"

"Big brother, don't eat too much, be careful that you can't work in the afternoon!" Su Miao said seriously.

"You're so worried, I'm not your little girl's appetite, even if I have ten more bowls, I can eat it!" Wu Ah Da said with a smile.

Su Miao laughed and made a bowl for him.

At the checkout, Su Yan finally came back with a basket of bread, Wu Ada, Heizi and others wrapped two of them and took them away as dinner, and there were many things on the dock in the evening, and there was probably no time to eat, although the dock workers were paid more than ordinary people, they were very hard.

After sending off the first group of guests, the second group was ushered in immediately, because the seats were limited, the meat sandwich buns that could be taken away were very popular, the stew had been sold out before the sun had set, and the fish soup was only the bottom of the pot, Su Miao needed to reconsider the amount of preparation for tomorrow. Su Yan brushed the bowl for a day, and now he counted a box of copper plates over and over again, smiling from ear to ear.

Su Miao put away her things, counted a few copper plates and stuffed them into Su Yan's hand, and said with a smile:

"Although I don't have enough money to pay you now, but this is a hard fee, you can buy some food and play, and when the money you earn is sufficient, the second sister will pay your wages."

Su Yan was stunned, put the copper plate back into the box with his backhand, shook his head and pursed his lips and said with a smile:

"The second sister is also for the family, I don't want to buy it."

Su Miao was slightly stunned, looking at his childish little face, a warmth swelled in her heart, pinched his thin cheeks, and smiled warmly:

"Okay, then I'll give it to you when we have more money, let's fix the holes in the roof before the rainy season, and we'd better make enough money to renovate the house before winter."

Su Yan nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "Exactly!" ”

The sisters and brothers packed up the cart and were about to go home, when the little brother Qian who sold wine next door suddenly came over and greeted with a smile:

"Little sister, this is going back?"

"I'll go back when I'm done selling, Brother Qian will have to wait a while?" Su Miao smiled and asked.

"Thanks to you, business is surprisingly good today, maybe someone will come to you in a while, although you have closed the stall, you can't buy two more jars when you see my wine." Brother Qian said with a smile, paused, and suddenly got up and lowered his voice, "Doesn't the little eldest sister think it's strange, the only people who sell food on this street are Song Ji, Li Ji, Pang Fatzi in the east, and Brother Hui'er, who carries the burden?" ”

Su Miao looked at him, and Brother Qian saw that she looked confused, and continued:

"There is Changle Port in Changle Town, there are many people, and the food on Changle Street is also the most famous, but since Song Ji came to Changle Town, the atmosphere on the street has changed, Song Ji and Li Ji are cousins, Pang Fatzi is a relative of Song Ji, Brother Hui is Li Ji's nephew, before all the business was better was forced away by the ruffians found by Song Ji, because they could not take the whole street as their own, the Song family completely occupied the rice and pasta business, and if other families wanted to sell rice and pasta, they had to order from these three families, and the price doubled. Anyone who dares to sell rice and pasta without permission will be forced away. The little eldest sister also knew that rice and pasta were the most popular for the people at the dock and the passers-by by the waterway, but Song Ji was so stirred up that no one dared to sell rice and noodles on this street anymore, and Song Ji took the only share, forcing the locals to bring their own dry food. For a while, all stalls were not allowed to receive those who brought their own dry food, and that time it almost started, and Song Ji was at a loss, although this rule was abolished, after all, there were a few people who brought their own, and Song Ji still made a lot of money. ”