Sixty-one A good start

The underworld and brothels are two industries that He Xiaojun has only come into contact with today. Because in his previous life, these two industries, which are now bright and dark, have been harmonized.

He Xiaojun's stall now will deal with these two industries more in the future, won't he? The brothel is just across the street, and the wharf and station are not far from his business, so in the future, whether it is a prostitute and a prostitute in the brothel, or a coolie or a shipowner in the wharf, he will become his regular customers, and he is not dealing with these two major industries?

To He Xiaojun's surprise, the business he had basically not done during the day actually got better at night.

The brothel opened at seven o'clock in the evening, and after seven o'clock, He Xiaojun heard the sound of the gramophone coming from the "drunken incense courtyard" opposite, and then men began to walk from all directions to the place where the sound came from.

Although, it may be that the source of customers in the small town is limited, and the men who appear in front of the "Zuixiangyuan" are not crowded, but within an hour after the opening of the "Zuixiangyuan", the men in front of it did not stop.

The men who entered the "Drunken Fragrance Temple" had different forms.

Some men, as a matter of course, enter the "Drunken Fragrance Courtyard" with their heads held high, as if he is the owner of the "Drunken Fragrance Courtyard".

Some men, on the other hand, are just the opposite of the first type, as if they are thieves, bending down and shrinking their necks, and even wearing a hat on a hot day, for fear of being seen.

There is also a part in between, with a shrunken action, but not too disguised.

There were even a very small number of men, more than the men of the second type, who were more embarrassed than the second, who kept looking around and behind them, as if they were afraid that something would suddenly appear to frighten them.

The business of He Xiaojun's food stall was getting better in the middle of the night.

Originally, He Xiaojun, who had been tired for a few days, was about to close the stall and rest, when prostitutes and prostitutes began to come out of the "Drunken Fragrance Courtyard" in pairs and eat in his stall.

The stall was opened just to do business, and when the business came, how could there be any reason not to do it? Therefore, He Xiaojun and Da Niu hurriedly opened the shelves and got busy regardless of fatigue.

The stall was in the business of prostitutes and prostitutes until the early hours of the morning.

Although these prostitutes and prostitutes came to eat was just a formality, and they didn't eat much, but because there were a lot of people, they also used up He Xiaojun's food reserves in the middle of the night.

He Xiaojun knew in his heart that the business of these prostitutes and prostitutes was inseparable from Aunt Hong's contributions, and he was secretly grateful to Aunt Hong, who was the one side of the relationship. and secretly decided that in the future, she would give this righteous bustard back for her support today.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning after finishing the business for the last pair of prostitutes.

After meditating and practicing internal strength, He Xiaojun did not sleep, and directly started the next day's business preparations.

First made tomorrow's porridge base, and then prepared tomorrow's soup base, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

After meditating and practicing internal skills, it was time to slaughter pigs on weekdays in the county seat, and He Xiaojun hurriedly rushed to the slaughterhouse in the morning market, waiting to buy pig offal.

When He Xiaojun disposed of the purchased pig offal, the sky had already begun to brighten. Then, he rushed to the open market to buy and replenish the ingredients for the food stalls.

The morning after the restaurant opened, someone finally came to buy breakfast.

The weather in the south is hot and humid, so that people's stomach and intestines are usually warm, so most southerners like to eat morning porridge to clear the stomach.

After yesterday evening and evening business, many residents near the restaurant had already smelled the unique fragrance of the restaurant, and they had also seen that someone had already eaten the first crab, so they began to accept He Xiaojun's sudden business from the heart, greedy for the convenience of the shortcut, and went to his stall to buy porridge to eat.

Southerners are very particular about porridge, unlike northerners, who take a cold rice for the night and use it to boil porridge.

The porridge of the southerners must be good and boiled, the soup should be clear and sweet, and the porridge should not be too thick.

He Xiaojun's porridge that used a pig's skull as the base and boiled it for most of the night on a low fire certainly reached the standard of clear soup, fresh and sweet, and boiled rotten.

Several customers at the beginning of the day, after tasting He Xiaojun's "pig in the water" porridge, couldn't help but blurt out.

Of course, the porridge is not thick or thin, the soup base is fresh enough, and after adding fresh pork offal, it will be fresh and fresh, and the pork offal is palatable and has a unique taste.

Customers who have tasted good porridge all asked He Xiaojun, is this porridge famous? Could it be a source?

He Xiaojun replied to the customer that this porridge came from the provincial town and was called Jidi Porridge.

Indeed, the provincial capital has a famous porridge called Jidi porridge, and the provincial capital is only less than 100 kilometers away from Ningcheng. However, due to the traffic conditions at that time, it was necessary to walk through several rivers and climb a few mountains to reach the provincial capital, so it was more difficult for people to go to the provincial capital than to climb to the sky. And how many people know about this "and the first porridge"?

Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many customers, He Xiaojun told several customers who patronized his restaurant today about this and the first porridge.

Being able to be on the "famous brand" is good for the sales of his own goods, and of course He Xiaojun will not let go of this opportunity.

There are a variety of folk legends about the first porridge, two of which are related to the champion of Cantonese, and the people mentioned are the ghost talent of the Ming Dynasty Lun Wenxu and the champion of the Qing Dynasty Lin Zhaotang.

He Xiaojun took into account that Lun Wenxu's name was more famous, and his story was even more legendary to the folk four townships, so he cleared his throat and said the allusion to the "and the first porridge" related to Lun Wenxu: In other words, Lun Wenxu's family was very poor when he was a child, and he made a living by selling vegetables. The porridge seller next door took pity on his young and talented, and every day at noon, in the name of buying vegetables, he sent a load of vegetables to his home.

After the food is delivered every day, the porridge seller will entertain him with pork liver, powder sausage and other pork offal porridge, which is the lunch of Lun Wenxu.

Later, Lun's High School, thinking of the kindness of the porridge vendor, returned to his hometown and ate a bowl of porridge that the boss boiled for him back then. Because this porridge is nameless, Lun inscribed it "and the first", and wrote a plaque, and said that thanks to this porridge, he has today's high school.

Since then, the name of "and the first porridge" has spread all over the provincial capital.

Although it was the first time to make a cameo storytelling, due to the encouragement of the audience below, He Xiaojun also spoke very fluently and eloquently.

After the story was finished, it won a round of applause. As a result, it witnessed the success of He Xiaojun's advertising campaign.

In fact, although the porridge made by He Xiaojun draws on the practice of "and the first porridge", it does not follow the raw materials of the "and the first porridge". Just because, in the raw materials of "Jidi Porridge", only the prescribed three kinds of pork offal can be used, but He Xiaojun is flexible to change and look at his own porridge. Alas, how can it be so delicate in a small business?

However, although it is a "copycat version", He Xiaojun's porridge is full of ingredients, and it also has the essence of "and the first porridge", so he does not think that he is a fake.

Because of the intoxicating smell of food last night, after the first batch of customers went back to promote it to the neighbors, there were immediately neighbors who came to try the inexpensive and delicious porridge of the provincial capital.

This morning, the endless stream of neighbors made He Xiaojun and Da Niu, two newcomers to this trip, busy for a while.

At about nine o'clock in the morning, He Xiaojun had spent most of the night last night with more than 100 bowls of porridge bottom, and it seemed that most of it had been sold, and the pork offal purchased today had also been sold.

Seeing this situation, He Xiaojun hurriedly took a gap and hurriedly entered the batch while the market was not yet dispersed.

After all, the people of that era were not rich, so there were very few people who went out to eat, especially at noon, almost all the people in the city returned to their homes to eat "live-in meals", so at this time, it was He Xiaojun's light market.

Taking advantage of this free time, after dealing with the pig offal in the second batch of goods that came in the morning, He Xiaojun took out the pig's head from the second batch of goods that also came in the morning, and removed the pig skull to make the porridge base of the second pot today.