Dong Xiaoman looked at the sky and was anxious, and there were still people at home waiting for his croquettes, fried eggplant boxes, fried meat, and the latest chapter of the demon tail's Karen Lilika. I didn't want to sit for a long time, so I said with a smile: "What are you doing so politely, it's just pastries." ”

Bao Ziniang has always had a delicate heart, and when she heard Dong Xiaoman say this, she knew that Dong Xiaoman had something to do. I don't think Dong Xiaoman pretends to be big, because he has been in the house for so long, and he knows that Dong Xiaoman's personality is not the kind of person who likes to look down on people.

"What's wrong with you? If you have something to do, just go, leave the two of us alone. We're different, we can do it at home, and the big man in your store isn't at home. Seeing Bao Ziniang say this, Wu Dapeng's mother also understood.

Hurry up and let Dong Xiaoman go, so Dong Xiaoman is embarrassed: "I don't have anything to do in the store, it's just that there is some work at home." Isn't it winter, I'm thinking about fried meatballs, eggplant boxes, meat segments, etc. There are people in this house, and if I drink and chat here, I don't feel at ease. ”

Hearing Dong Xiaoman say this, Wu Dapeng's mother has always been hearty, patted her thigh and said, "Let's help you go." As he spoke, he got up and tidied up his clothes and prepared to change into a set of clothes for going out. didn't carry Dong Xiaoman and Baozi Niang behind his back, and took the clothes and changed them in front of them.

While changing clothes, he said: "It's not that I said you, you said that you are just too strong." Except for the old lady in your family, there is a little girl, how can there be a person who works? The two of us guard the shop every day, and we are tired to death. We'll do it for you, and you can hurry. ”

Dong Xiaoman excused himself and was educated by two people, which reminded Dong Xiaoman of the noble sister-in-law in the countryside who also called herself so often. Speaking of which, I really miss my sister-in-law.

Dong Xiaoman took Bao Ziniang and Wu Dapeng's mother home. Mrs. Wang saw that the two of them were tight. Dong Xiaoman introduced: "This is the mother of a classmate in Jue'er School, and this is Xiao Zhao, the proprietress of the bun shop. This is the proprietress of the butcher shop where our family always buys meat. ”

Two people have the same surname, so the two recognize their own family, so the relationship is exceptionally good. Mrs. Wang has always been cold and kind-hearted, and she glanced at the two of them and went to chop the stuffing silently.

Da Zhao is also Wu Dapeng's mother. took the kitchen knife and said: "Auntie also looks down on me, my body fat is made by chopping meat." As he spoke, he picked up another knife and chopped it up with a clang.

Mrs. Wang watched this fat daughter-in-law chop the stuffing with a kitchen knife. It's easy to joke with them. The smile is her cheeks, she likes honest people.

Bao Ziniang didn't mind and said: "She just has all her strength, and she doesn't need to be itchy and panic." I've known her for so many years, and I've never seen her embroider flowers or make shoes. ”

When Da Zhao heard this, he smiled: "This is true, I don't like to do that needlework." I don't like to rub any rouge, old lady, look at my face, is there no wrinkles at all? Ha Lu Ha. Eating more meat than anything else is better than anything else. ”

When everyone laughed like this, Dong Xiaoman picked up Zhu'er and Xiaowei to go to Jishitang to have a look. and asked Erya to spend the full moon to help, and he followed the three adults to work together.

Baozi Niang was holding meatballs, Mrs. Wang went to cut eggplants, and Dong Xiaoman was responsible for cutting meat. The four people have a clear division of labor. I don't get tired of talking and working.

"Jue'er, tell us about the ideas you came up with. You're so bold, I'll tell my family. I wanted to do it too, but I didn't have an idea. Bao Ziniang said while boiling the balls, and brought up the topic again.

Dong Xiaoman really understands, but he just relies on his own knowledge in later life. Thinking of the well-known bun brand in later generations, he smiled: "If you want to do it, do what you are good at, so that you can do it well." ”

"Whatever I can be good at, I'll steam steamed buns." Baozi Niang smiled bitterly. Quite unconcerned.

"I didn't just put some effort into making pastries, so I had some money. I tell you the old saying, "The people live on food." You just make the bun and think about the stuffing. Write more new gadgets and you're sure to make money. Dong Xiaoman tried hard to find a bun shop that ignores the brand, so he gave Bao Ziniang a lecture.

"How many can there be? It's okay to open a restaurant. Bao Ziniang saw Dong Xiaoman's restaurant making money, and her heart was also itching.

Dong Xiaoman shook his head: "When can you get a bun banquet, that's the real skill." ”

"Bun feast? Can buns still be on the table? Bao Ziniang didn't believe it, Dong Xiaoman smiled and said: "Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion." You want to think about a few more steamed buns, the most important thing about this steamed bun is the filling, and you have to come up with a recipe that no one else can think of. There is also a particular way to eat this bun, what kind of bun should be eaten. Only when it is special can there be freshness. Only then can you open big, and only then can everyone know the way. You open a steamed bun shop, and then you will open two, three, and four shops. Let many people mention this place, he knows that there is a steamed bun shop in this place, and everyone who knows the street and alley comes to eat. ”

"I think it's okay, Bao Ziniang, you two are really good at craftsmanship. I've been eating at the other side for so many years, and our family has never made steamed buns. Just because your family is delicious, our family is reluctant to eat what I made. Da Zhao stopped his movements, raised his head and said.

"Then we can make a lot of money by opening a steamed bun shop?" Baozi Niang didn't believe it, Da Zhao stared: "You are out of stock, what kind of character is Jue'er Niang?" A woman has such a great ability, isn't that a good vision? If you still don't listen to her advice, if I were you, I would listen to her advice. ”

After speaking, he said with a sneer: "Then you give me an idea, how can the two of us get rich?" We don't know how to steam buns or anything, so we will kill pigs and sell meat. ”

Dong Xiaoman saw that these two people really trusted themselves, and thought for a while: "You can continue to kill pigs, you think, it's not a way for you to set up stalls on the street every day to sell meat." After all, people don't buy much, so you can cooperate with a few more restaurants. ”

"Our men have also said it, but this job is not easy to do. There aren't so many pigs, and the pigs we raise at home are not enough. Da Zhao sighed, this life is not just talking. It's not easy to start a business, it's not that you can do anything, you want to do it and do it are two different things.

"Sister-in-law, you also know that our family has to go to the countryside three times a month. I saw that every house there had pigs. Why don't you go to a few nearby villages and find the village chief to make a contract? I want a few pigs a month, no matter who the village chief can provide. In this way, a village can raise pigs for you. Don't you have a source for this? Then you two will sell it to a restaurant in the city. Dong Xiaoman thinks this method is really good, everything needs to form a chain to form a scale.

"It's all done in the restaurant, can you leave it to us?" The Great Zhao clan disagreed. I had some doubts in my heart.

"It's different from you asking for pork. That's not the whole pig, how much pork belly, how many ribs, how much fat intestines, and how many pig's heads do people want. People come according to the dishes, otherwise they sell thirty pig tails a day. And kill thirty pigs? Dong Xiaoman said simply, and Da Zhao suddenly understood.

"What kind of reasoning, hey, the person who opened the restaurant." Da Zhao lowered his head. I don't know what Lu Dao is thinking.

"The way you said to eat steamed buns, I don't know how to eat them." Bao Ziniang was a little distressed, and Dong Xiaoman sighed: "What about this, I advise you to go to a few more good restaurants to try it." If you eat a few more steamed buns, you will be able to taste a different taste. Your family is going to make a different bun. First of all, I learned what the delicious buns outside the road looked like. And then talk about these things or something, this is all a later story. ”

Mrs. Wang saw Dong Xiaoman coming over to preach to others, and it was interesting to listen to. After the stuffing is chopped, everyone makes the balls together. After getting it done, Dong Xiaoman put it aside and began to pick up the eggplant box again.

Put the minced meat between the two slices of eggplant, hang the paste with the dough and put it on the curtain, and cut a large pot of sweet potato strips. After everything was done, Dong Xiaoman put oil in the pot and started to fry croquettes, fried meat segments, fried sweet potato strips, and fried eggplant boxes. After all the explosions were finished, Mrs. Wang saw strings of fish hanging from the window. said to Dong Xiaoman: "Those small dried fish are also good, you can grow one if you fry them for the children." ”

Dong Xiaoman doesn't like fried fish because after frying the fish, the oil will turn black. Seeing the few oils left in the pot, I didn't feel distressed, and some small fish went in and fried them.

"Hey, that's a real loser. These things are oil-consuming, and they smell good. Da Zhao swallowed. Greedily, he picked up a ball and ate it.

"Look at other people's stuffing, it's delicious. Eun, this sweet potato strip is delicious after it is fried. It's fragrant, crispy and sweet, but it's too oily. While eating, he said that the steamed bun girl was a thoughtful person, thinking about how to carry forward the steamed bun shop.

After working for a short day, Dong Xiaoman made some food for several people. It's nothing more than making some porridge and heating hot steamed buns. Then eat the meatballs, fried meat, and stir-fry the eggplant box with sweet and sour sauce.

The big Zhao who ate only hiccuped: "Your family's rice is delicious, I ate four steamed buns today and killed me." ”

Baozi Niang glanced at her: "As long as you eat too much, hum, your family is not afraid that they will not be able to support you." ”

Da Zhao didn't care when he saw Bao Ziniang say this, and raised his eyebrows: "You eat less, what do you want to do so much." When I didn't give you any advice before, didn't I do the same? ”

Dong Xiaoman also said softly: "Yes, don't think so much. Go home and discuss it with your family, there is always a way. Your steamed buns are so delicious, it will become a real heirloom craft in the future. ”

A few people were talking, and Mrs. Wang suddenly said: "I've done so much today, why don't you send some to your mother." This is to help everyone change the topic, but Dong Xiaoman said with a smile: "No need, I'll let Erya tell my mother that we will eat together at night." ”

Speaking of this, Dong Xiaoman turned around and said, "It's better to call your man in a while, I have moved into a new house and no one has come to eat." ”

Da Zhao smiled when he heard Ha Lu Ha Da Lu said: I also said, why don't you invite dinner when your family moves. It turns out that you have forgotten this rule, hahaha, okay, okay, I'll go home in a while and greet our family. ”

Baozi Niang also giggled: "Yes, I also let our family take a good look at this big house." In the future, we will also earn money to buy such a nice house, hehe! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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