In fact, there are quite a lot of supper here in Jiuting.

Then again, when it comes to supper, what's your favorite thing to eat? Friends who are interested can leave a message, and I will add this dish to you in my farmhouse.

In July, the festival of crayfish.

As soon as they went out, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk looked at the crayfish shop next door.

Looking at the crayfish, the warrior monk's eyes lit up at that time, and at the same time, he felt that Mao Sanbai was really on the road, and he actually brought him to eat crayfish at night.

And Mao Sanbai really didn't disappoint the warrior monk, pointing in the direction of the crayfish and saying, "Just eat that." ”

"Yes, yes."

"Yes." Nodding, Mao Sanbai took the warrior monk to the crayfish shop ..... the fried noodle stall next door.

The moment he sat at the fried noodle stall, the warrior monk's face was full of confusion, and at this moment he felt that his heart was broken.

"Boss, let's have a fried pho, hey, warrior monk, what do you want?"

After the sad warrior monk heard Mao Sanbai's words, he cried and said, "I'll just have a fried rice cake, oh yes, I want half a portion." ”

After the warrior monk finished speaking, Mao Sanbai nodded, then looked at the owner of the fried noodle stall and said, "He wants fried rice cakes, half of the kind." Oh yes, if the feces are not enough, I can go to the toilet to provide it. ”

"Poof."

At this moment, not to mention the boss and the warrior monk, almost all the customers in the fried noodle stall squirted out the contents of their mouths.

Is it such a manure mixture?

Well, in the end, it's still a harmless joke, well, Mao Sanbai thinks so, as for whether the owner of the fried noodle stall thinks so, Mao Sanbai doesn't know.

The boss fried the noodles very quickly, and it took less than three minutes to fry the fried rice cake and fried pho.

Coming to the open-air table with two portions of food, Mao Sanbaile said to the monk: "Eat more and eat more, it's not enough for us to order more." ”

"No need, then again, you should really be 300 pounds by now, right?"

"What's the matter, it's only 295, and it's still five pounds away." Mao Sanbai said while eating.

Looking at Mao Sanbai, the warrior monk sneered, five catties short? In your desperate posture with the cafeteria tonight, you're now 300.

However, the warrior monk didn't wear it, just shook his head and stuck it in the rice cake.

Seeing the warrior monk like this, Mao Sanbai frowned and said, "Just eat, what are you doing?" ”

"Alas, the appetite is average."

"Generally give me food, don't waste food!"

"I know, I know, I didn't say I wouldn't eat it, I just got a little hot and wanted to cool off." As he spoke, the warrior monk took a piece of rice cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

The rice cake is not particularly amazing to eat, but it is not unpalatable either.

After eating two bites, the warrior monk suddenly sighed again.

Seeing the warrior monk sighing, Mao Sanbai frowned, and then said, "Warrior monk, what are you sighing for?" ”

"Oh, I was wondering, what the hell are we going to do to raise a lot of money in a short period of time?"

As soon as the warrior monk said, Mao Sanbai was stunned for a moment, and then put his finger under the tip of his nose and rubbed it.

"In fact, the fastest thing we can cash in is those oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, the problem is that the commissary has lowered the price and collected, and it is not cost-effective to sell it to them."

"But if we use it ourselves, how long will it last?" The warrior monk looked at Mao Sanbai and asked.

After thinking about it carefully, Mao Sanbai felt that it made sense, indeed, if he used it himself, he really didn't know that it would be used in the Year of the Monkey.

After thinking for a while, Mao Sanbai suddenly whispered: "Otherwise, let's open a small shop or something and use it quickly?" ”

Looking at Mao Sanbai, the warrior monk suddenly began to wonder whether Mao Sanbai was awake or not.

In their current situation, where will they get the money to open a small restaurant?

"Aren't you funny? Do we have the money to open a restaurant? ”

"Then why don't we open a night stall like this?" As he spoke, Mao Sanbai pointed to the boss on the side.

Looking at the boss who was making fried noodles, the warrior monk sighed.

It's a good idea to start a night stall like this, but the question is, can you make money from such a night stall?

"The idea is very good, but I'm afraid that I will lose face and make no money, and I may even have the tools confiscated by the chengguan, and I will lose a lot at that time."

Mao Sanbai thought about it carefully, and felt that it was not wrong, although the mobile stalls such as night stalls do not need rent, but they are afraid that the chengguan will rush the stalls, if they rush, there will be nothing left.

The other most important thing is...... This kind of mobile stall is only open at night, how much money can it make?

Thinking of this, Mao Sanbai tilted his head and glanced at the boss and said, "Boss, how many copies can you sell this night?" ”

At this time, the boss also happened to finish frying the noodles in his hand, and was leisurely hiding on the plastic chair next to him to smoke.

Hearing Mao Sanbai ask himself, the boss spit out a puff of cigarette and said lightly: "Business is not good, especially recently, if you are lucky, you can sell 300 copies, and if you are bad, you can only sell about 200 copies." ”

After the boss finished speaking, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk were stunned at the same time, this, is there so much?

Thinking of this, the two couldn't sit still, so they sat directly next to the boss, and said with a flattering face: "Boss, how much can you make with this fried noodles?" ”

Looking at Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk strangely, the boss said with some confusion: "Why are you asking this?" Want to steal business? ”

"No, just ask." Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk smiled awkwardly.

Seeing the two men who were like the angry King Kong scratching their heads and shouting, the boss's expression became even more strange.

In the end, the boss didn't answer Mao Sanbai's question, but think about it, who would tell the secrets of his industry if he has nothing to do?

However, although the boss didn't say it, it didn't mean that Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk couldn't figure it out.

Soon came the next day.

Because they slept too late last night, Chen Linlin and Liu Wenjun woke up after ten o'clock today.

As for the warrior monk, he had no way to go to work, so he ran out early in the morning.

However, although the warrior monk went to work, Mao Sanbai was not idle, and after listening to the words of the owner of the fried noodle stall yesterday, Mao Sanbai was excited for a night. He went out with the monk early this morning to buy groceries.

After the warrior monk went to work, Mao Sanbai began to stir-fry, and while frying, he was still muttering in his mouth.

When Chen Linlin and Liu Wenjun got up, they were shocked to see Mao Sanbai busy in the kitchen.

"This, is this the sun coming out of the north? You woke up so early? Chen Linlin said in shock.

Turning his head to look at Chen Linlin and Liu Wenjun behind him, Mao Sanbai smiled and said, "You guys are awake!" It just so happens that breakfast, no, lunch is also ready, you guys try it. ”

Saying that, Mao Sanbai let go of his body, revealing the table with lunch behind him.

And when the dining table appeared, Liu Wenjun and Chen Linlin almost had a myocardial infarction.

"You, you call this lunch???"