When a business is newly opened, it is important to make the first shot, especially in the catering industry, the first impression is often the key to success or failure. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Huairen felt that today's scale was to play with characteristics and flowers, so a few written notices were posted at nearby intersections with relatively large crowds.

"Suiyuan beef noodles, the first noodles in the world, a bowl of fifty wen, each person is limited to one bowl, and the daily supply is limited to one hundred bowls."

The people of the Great Song Dynasty have been instilled with a humble character since childhood, and when such a boastful person suddenly appeared, they all expressed disdain.

"The first in the world? What a big breath! ”

"Fifty wen a bowl? It's not just a bowl of soup cakes. ”

"Still limited? What kind of baby?! ”

The spectators began to beat the drums in their hearts, and their curiosity began to play strangely, since they sold a hundred bowls, and the place was not far away, they tasted it and said that if it was not delicious, they must have smashed their signboard.

So he began to walk towards Suiyuan in twos and threes, although he still didn't give up.

When a bowl of hot beef noodles with the aroma of bone broth was brought to the front, everyone who walked into the garden had a great improvement in their understanding of food.

There is such a beautiful soup cake, just looking at it, it is a pleasure, not to mention the bursts of aroma.

The yellow noodles, the red and bright beef slices, the green chives and coriander, the combination of several colors all give people a visual beauty, make people appetite, and can't help but take a sip of saliva.

When the broth adsorbed in the noodles is squeezed out and flows to the tip of the tongue, the harmonious deliciousness of a variety of spices blended into the bone broth once again makes the whole cavity full of pleasure.

A bite of noodles, then a bite of crisp radish with the fragrance of green onions, followed by soft and tender slices of meat, I don't care about eating, the whole sea bowl is served and I drink a mouthful of noodle soup, and the whole person is immersed in a delicious sense of happiness.

A green-robed diner drank the last drop of soup and yelled for another bowl.

"I'm sorry officer, the rules of our store, each person is limited to one bowl, please be early tomorrow."

"What kind of rule-breaking, can't Uncle Ben pay the money?"

The extremely dissatisfied diner looked angry, took out the bulging money bag from his arms and slapped it on the table with a "pop".

Yang Shou accompanied the smiling face to explain to him, but he didn't expect the diners at the other tables to be unhappy, so they all learned from each other and smashed their money bags on the table, banging and popping.

Yang Shou's face was embarrassed, but he didn't know what to do, but the head of the family said that, to supply it in limited quantities, what could he do as a servant?

"Tell your shopkeeper to come out, and the Sprinkle family will not believe it, how can there be a reason in the world not to make money?"

There was a commotion in the front hall, Yang Huairen hid at the door of the back kitchen, pinching his chin and smiling faintly. It's not that I don't want to make money, or because I want to make more money, I have the current means of business.

The first bang of the beef noodles rumbled to the sky, and a hundred bowls were sold out in less than half an hour, and diners from all walks of life still walked out of the door, and there were countless people outside the door who stretched their necks to look inside the door, twitching their noses vigorously, and smelling enough if they couldn't eat it.

The sun was still high, and the guys in the garden began to crackle the door panel, and finally hung out a sign: sold out today, please be early tomorrow.

The Song people really showed off their eyes when they ate beef noodles, and even closed their eyes and looked intoxicated in the end, proving that Suiyuan beef noodles are worthy of their name.

What I didn't eat could only start to fantasize with the smell that hadn't dissipated yet, licking the corners of my mouth, wanting to pour out from those intoxicating words.

There are even rough men who are a few steps late under the sun, and they start to scold their mothers with their arms crossed, and they have the momentum of breaking the door panel and killing the robbery in Suiyuan.

Yang Huairen in the garden originally wanted to pull more than a dozen bowls to reward his apprentices and men, but now the posture outside, if the fire really started, if the movement of pulling the bellows was heard by outsiders, it would have to be really killed.

Yang Lotian felt incredible, on the first day of opening, he didn't make a pomp scene like someone else's invitation to set up a roast pig, but simply sold soup cakes. Just the net profit of 100 bowls of ramen is more than three dollars, and when the business on the first floor is at its best, it is nothing more than that.

So I felt that I should make more efforts to learn this craft, so I began to practice with the rest of the noodles, and Fu Lu Shou Xi Cai Yuan Guangjin did not dislike his rough skills, pouring bone broth and eating sweet.

Fu Lushou was a little older than the others, and he was close to him, and for them, those were still teenage dolls.

After living for half a lifetime, it is the first time I have eaten such a delicious thing, and the gods have eaten nothing more than this. After they ate, Yang Huairen seemed to be more convinced of the taste of the people of the Great Song Dynasty.

So Lao Yang also felt that there were some fairy wind bones in his body, and a broken banana fan that had opened a few openings seemed to change in his hand, shaking out the charm of a feather fan.

"In the future, follow my brother to eat fragrant and drink spicy food, everyone has a share!"

There hasn't been a little rain in the second half of the month, and the city of Tokyo in June is very hot.

The peddlers and pawns in the streets and alleys, the flat-headed people in the shade of the trees, and the literati in the tea shops, all seem to be talking about ordinary bowls of soup cakes on weekdays.

The original name was unknown and the first floor, and now it is the garden that the street knows and hears. It seems that whoever hasn't eaten the first noodles in the world is really a turtle.

The next day the torrential rain poured, even the Caishui River, which was too lazy to move on weekdays, was also rolling, the willow trees on the windswept riverbank were shaking, and I don't know whose little lady's foundation flower umbrella was flying around in the sky.

In this weather, as soon as Yang Fu removed the first door barrier, someone began to squeeze into the hall. The second floor is being transformed into a private room, and there are eight tables on the first floor, and it is full of water people in the blink of an eye.

The person who grabbed the seat excitedly stuffed a string of money into the buddy's arms, shouting to hurry up and serve the beef noodles, and the face of the person who couldn't grab the seat was annoyed, and scolded and blamed his mother-in-law for calling herself late again, and didn't grab the favorable position at the door.

If it weren't for Brother Hei Niu leading the guys to try their best to maintain order, I'm afraid that the gate of Suiyuan would be crowded by the people who didn't come in behind.

Yang Huairen poked his head out of the kitchen and took a look, today's number of people, let alone a hundred bowls, three hundred bowls is not enough to see these people inside and outside the door, and most of the people who come are ordinary people.

I really couldn't bear to watch people brave the wind and rain to cheer on the party, gritted his teeth, and decided to increase the supply to three hundred bowls under special circumstances today, no matter how much, he really didn't have the physical strength.

Just because of this, there was a burst of applause in the lobby, and the roof almost was lifted.

Watching others eat fragrantly is also a kind of happiness for the cook, even if his arm is no longer conscious, Yang Huairen feels quiet and warm in this irritable wind and rain.

As a result, the name of beef noodles spread even more evilly, storytellers and singers were eager to arrange beef noodles into heavenly delicacies, and the pretty sisters in the Goolan Art Museum also encouraged those gentlemen to use a bowl of beef noodles to make a curtain, and even those dignitaries and nobles in the north of the city who looked down on them began to sit still.

What is a blockbuster? It's called a blockbuster.

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