It's getting early and dark.

Even when the sky is dark, the wind blows on the face, and it doesn't make people feel cold.

Before you know it, the surroundings are already full of greenery.

It is the season when all things are born.

Two donkey carts, connected by a figure riding a donkey, gradually emerged from the misty sky.

Half a month is coming in a blink of an eye.

The sun began to appear, and the sky was bright. Under the gate of Fuchang City, the traffic began to be busy again.

Wang Laohan's Hu Cake Shop has been busy for a long time.

Regular customers began to come one after another, just like every day.

Actually, there are some differences.

This time, the regular customers did not rush to leave after buying the Hu cakes, and gradually more people began to gather around.

Fuchang City is not big, and a small thing can quickly spread throughout Fuchang City.

In fact, within a few days, the people of the entire Fuchang City knew that Wang Laohan, who had been selling Hu cakes for decades, was going to compare with a young man who made it better.

There were more and more people waiting to see the excitement, and Wang Xiaosui'er, the daughter of Wang Laohan, was very unhappy and nervous. But Wang Laohan not only did not have a trace of nervousness, but also had some excitement.

He was absolutely confident in his skill in making Hu cakes, so he was convinced that a yellow-mouthed child could not beat him at all. Even if it will actually come today, it is still a matter of saying.

"Huh? At that time, the young man of that day? Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd.

Immediately, Wang Laohan heard the voice that made him suddenly disgusted: "Excuse me, let us go, let us pass." ”

The young man Lang Jun still had the same calm and relaxed smile, so he walked unhurriedly to the opposite side of Wang Laohan and said, "The gentleman is true to his word, I am here." ”

After that, he didn't say anything more, and turned across the street.

Later, two people had already carried down a few kettles from the donkey cart, and then carried down a few bundles of firewood, and started a fire with their hands and feet.

A woman began to be skillful in making faces, and she was Tian Dali's daughter-in-law.

Tian Dali and Zheng Li Zhengzheng cut one mutton and the other pork, threw them into the kettle and boiled them.

After the water rolled a few times, Wei Renshi made a move.

Skimming off the foam first, then reaching into a cloth bag, quickly pulling out a few things and throwing them into the kettle. Then, he picked up another gourd, opened the mouth of the gourd, and poured some of the contents into the kettle.

Here, the corners of Wang Laohan's mouth have begun to rise, and a smile of victory appeared on his face, and he calmly sold the Hu Cake in his hand.

There was no other reason, but because he looked at the woman's technique opposite, he knew that the bread she made was definitely not authentic to make herself.

"Aya......" Wang Xiaosui was a little uneasy in her heart, and gently pulled Wang Laohan's clothes.

Wang Laohan turned around and gave her a reassuring look, and looked at the other side again.

Wei Renshi has set up his own big black cauldron at this moment. The people around him all looked curious.

Although iron pots have existed for a long time, they have not yet been seen in such shapes and styles. Therefore, he also had a trace of curiosity about what Wei Renshi was going to do.

But seeing Wei Renshi's iron spoon flying in his hand, a stream of oil flew into the pot, and white smoke quickly came out.

It was the cloth bag again, Wei Renshi started quickly, went in and out of the cloth bag a few times, and threw everything into the iron pot.

I only heard a burst of "zilala", and suddenly a strange fragrance immediately diffused.

Next to him, Zheng Lizheng had already cut the boiled mutton, and Wei Ren put the kitchen knife on the bottom, put the mutton on top of the kitchen knife, and then pushed it into the iron pot.

Immediately, there was another explosion, and the smell of mutton immediately enveloped the streets.

"It smells so good!" There were a few exclamations from the crowd around them, and those who didn't shout also kept snorting.

Wang Laohan's face immediately turned unsightly, he stopped what he was doing, and stared at Wei Renshi tightly.

Next to it, Tian Dali's daughter-in-law also made different dough cakes, which were piled up in a pile and put aside.

On the other side, another young man, Lang Jun, took out a piece of paper from the old bag on his body, walked to another covered kettle, and pasted the paper on the donkey cart next to him.

When he saw that there were words on the paper, he came to a close place and looked at it, and read as he looked: "Clean the washing bell, less water, and the firewood can't afford to smoke." Don't urge him when he is familiar with himself, and he is beautiful when he is full. The best pork in the world is as cheap as dirt. The noble refuse to eat, the poor don't understand how to cook, get up in the morning and make two bowls, so full that their own monarchs don't care - uh, this is pork?! ”

The man quickly took a few steps back.

Someone next to him looked at it and said with a smile: "It's interesting to write this smoothly, could it be that this pork can really be delicious?" ”

"Look at what is written, it's called a certain curiosity, but I want to taste it." One person said.

There are not many literate people in these years, but because there are few literate people, their status is higher than that of ordinary people, and they will also become the object of blind obedience of ordinary people.

As soon as the three of them spoke, the people around them became curious.

"The pork is fishy, but my family has secret ingredients that can eliminate the smell, which of you is willing to try, you can come and taste it." This pork is made with my family's secret ingredients, and the taste is no worse than mutton, and even better than mutton! Li Rong was a little crazy, he was not very happy when he shouted this, but as soon as he was watched by the onlookers, his voice was loud and clear, and it immediately reached everyone's ears.

The pork in the kettle has been stewed for a long time, the meat is softer and more glutinous and fragrant, and it is more flavorful, and the taste is really more delicious.

"Aye, I'm afraid you miscalculated this time." Wang Xiaosui whispered in Wang Laohan's ear.

"Shut up!" Wang Laohan glared at her, then turned his head to stare at Wei Renshi.

Wei Renshi took a few Hu cakes, then took out the mutton from the mutton soup, mixed it and cut it into minced meat, sprinkled a layer of shallot foam on top, and then handed the Hu cake back to bake again.

This method is the same as Wang Laohan's method, but obviously the things sprinkled on it are more careful.

In a short time, the cake was ready.

Wei Renshi took out the Hu Cake, looked around and asked with a smile, "Everyone, after watching it for so long, now is the time to taste it." Shopkeeper Wang, who do you think will taste it? ”

Everyone had long been tickled by the aroma of the street, and when they heard Wei Renshi ask, they immediately gathered around.

Wang Laohan was a little angry, and Wei Renshi asked him to pick someone to taste it, which was obviously a provocation.

But Wang Laohan didn't let him, deliberately pretended not to understand, raised his eyes and looked around, picked out a person from his regular customers, and said, "Lao Zhang, you can help me taste it, and say something fair." ”

A person about the same age as Wang Laohan came out of the crowd, and when he came to Wei Renshi, he first raised his hand and saluted, and said, "Xiao Langjun, the old man is Lao Zhang." ”

Wei Renshi handed over a piece of Hu Biscuit and said with a smile: "Please also ask my husband to try it." ”

Lao Zhang took the cake, sniffed it, and took a bite.