People are blind animals, when dozens of people sit in the lobby, sucking and eating noodles, the fragrance wafts out along the window door, even if someone kills them, they don't believe that Xiang Hao can make delicious noodles, but there are still people driven by curiosity, walk into the restaurant, take out seven coppers, and exchange for a bowl of steaming soup cakes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wang Ningan didn't make so many fancy, there are only three kinds of noodles, the most expensive is rotten meat noodles, a bowl of noodles, soup, vegetables, and pork cooked in half a spoon, fifteen wen, similar to a street stall.

Then down is the meat sauce noodles, ten cents, the cheapest Yangchun noodles only seven Wen, although it is Yangchun noodles, but the soup is boiled with mutton bones, and enough salt is added, it is also full of flavor and delicious. It attracted a lot of diners and feasted happily.

Those peasants on the street who carry burdens and push carts from ten miles and eight towns to sell grain and vegetables are reluctant to spend a little money, and the things in the city are too expensive, and if they eat a lunch, their income will be lost for half a day. Even if you are hungry and drooling, you don't buy anything.

When I was hungry, I took out the cold and hard cakes from my arms, and if I was familiar with the shops around me, I would feel very happy if I could ask for a bowl of boiling water, and the restaurant would never dare to think about it.

Almost noon, I suddenly found that there was a big stove in front of Haifeng Restaurant, and there was a huge iron pot, and the young man came out with a bucket from behind, which contained huge lamb leg bones, and poured them into the pot.

Add water, pour in half a bottle of vinegar, add several handfuls of salt, and after a while, the aroma wafts out.

"Folks, the shop uses leg bones to make soup, these bones have been boiled once, nothing else, a big bowl of copper, two copper pipes are enough, and a plate of pickles is given." Xiang Hao shouted with a red neck: "Everyone is optimistic, the real material, never deceive, don't look at it after surviving it once, you can still boil a lot of oil and water!" The small shop is newly opened, and everyone is happy to eat and spread the name of the small shop! I'm so thankful for the big guys! ”

People do need to exercise, and Xiang Hao said that this time it is much smoother than when the store first opened.

Those countrymen squatting on the street selling goods are still a little hesitant, a copper bowl of soup is cheaper than drinking a big bowl of tea! Many people didn't believe it, until a little beggar passed by, and he took out a shining copper from his pocket and brought it to Xiang Hao.

"Can you give me a bowl?" The little beggar was full of anticipation and kept swallowing his saliva.

Xiang Hao was stunned for a moment, hurriedly grabbed a sea bowl, filled a bowl full of soup with his own hands, not only that, but also picked a bone with a lot of muscles and meat, stuffed it into the bowl, and gave it to the little beggar with a smile.

The ugly man in front of him is no longer hateful, he is actually kind and kind, and his smile is so good-looking, which makes people's hearts warm. The little beggar hurriedly took the big bowl, squatted in front of Haifeng Restaurant, drank the hot soup, gnawed on the bones vigorously, sucked the few bone marrow in it, and his face was full of happiness.

Good boy, a soup that even a beggar can afford to drink!

Those people in the countryside can no longer sit still, you have a bowl, I have a bowl, steaming soup, tear up the cold cakes, soak for a while, and it becomes delicious, and the original mutton steamed bun was born in this way!

Everyone ate to their heart's content, and at noon, not to mention how many bowls of noodles were sold, the big pot of mutton soup alone was filled with water three times, and the small pickles were sold in two large pots.

Almost at noon, the name of Haifeng Restaurant spread all over the small south gate, and many people who didn't drink the mutton soup are thinking about how to come and try it tomorrow!

Opposite Haifeng Restaurant, at a tea stall not far away, two middle-aged people are sitting opposite each other, with a pot of tea in front of them, drinking and chatting.

The scribe with his back to the restaurant leaned sideways and smiled slightly, "I really can't imagine that a bowl of soup cakes is sold in a daze, it's really interesting!" ”

The middle-aged man with a black face on the opposite side smiled and said, "Mr. Gongsun, is there anything particular?" ”

"Hehe, the owner, do you see it, they set up a big pot outside, a penny and a bowl of soup, did they make a profit, or did they lose money?"

The black face thought for a while, and said casually: "Although I don't understand business, mutton bones are not cheap, even if they are cooked once." And such a big pot, wood, salt, and vegetables, cinnamon, grass fruits, seasoning things are not ambiguous at all, a big bowl of mutton soup, placed in the capital, no more than a dozen yuan can not be bought, Cangzhou prices are cheap, how can they also have three or five Wen, they only sell for one penny, most of them are lost. However, their move made the people who came to sell goods cheaper, which was also a good deed. The people of Cangzhou are simple, not a lie! ”

The black-faced middle-aged man seemed satisfied, grabbing his beard, drinking tea, and nodding in admiration.

The scribe on the other side smiled and said, "Boss, in my opinion, that's not the case, they are shrewd!" ”

"How?"

"The owner, they put the cauldron on the back, and said that it was a lamb bone that had been boiled once, so didn't it mean that the bone broth in the store was the first pot? The outside is so fragrant, the inside must be even better. Passers-by who don't want to go into the store to take a look. ”

"Makes sense, too."

"More than that!" The middle-aged scribe smiled faintly, "The most important thing in opening a shop is popularity, they provide convenience to the people who come to sell goods, naturally, there are more merchants around the restaurant, there are more merchants, there are more customers, word of mouth, and there are more people who go to eat noodles." I dare to say, it won't be long before Haifeng Restaurant will be seen outside this small south gate! ”

The black-faced guy carefully touched the taste, and thought it was true, "Sure enough, there is no business and no treachery, but I don't think it matters, is this also called a good business!" By the way, Mr. Gongsun, after smelling it for a long time, let's go eat two bowls and see how the craftsmanship is! ”

"Okay, I want to see if their hands can catch up with their heads!"

The two men got up and walked towards the Haifeng Restaurant.

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"I really can't imagine that Erlang, your family has such a big restaurant!" Han Toad looked around and sighed very much. Yesterday, Wang Ningan found him and asked him to help bring dozens of people over to cheer.

Han Toad thought that Wang Ningan was just making a roadside stall, but he didn't expect it to be a restaurant, which was really unexpected.

"Erlang, you are a smart person, such a big restaurant, you can't make a fortune just selling soup cakes, if you want to make money, you have to entertain rich people!"

Wang Ningan smiled bitterly, "Old Han, don't hide it, this is the industry left by my grandfather, it was not well managed before, and the capital was too small, so I can only make small profits and make some hard money." But wait a few months, I am confident that Haifeng Restaurant will become the largest and best restaurant in Cangzhou! ”

Wang Ningan was full of confidence, and Han Toad laughed and said: "Erlang's ability, I don't doubt it at all, by the way, the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" you said, when will it be ......?"

Dare to love Han Toad is not for nothing, I want to get more good goods from Wang Ning'an!

"Don't worry, Lao Han, when I sort out the affairs of the restaurant, I will start writing in ten days and half a month."

"The old man can wait for good news!"

Han Toad said goodbye and left, Wang Ningan went to the back kitchen to take a look, on the first day of opening, Rao was prepared, and he didn't expect so many guests to come.

Not to mention anything else, the large bowl of noodles alone is not enough, I have to rent fifty from the outside, and every time the guest finishes eating, the bowl must be quickly taken to the back kitchen to be cleaned, and it is completely rolled to use, and it can't keep up.

Let's talk about a few young guys, except for Xiao Maozi and two people in front of him, including Dad, they all have to follow along to stretch the noodles, and they can't be delayed for a moment.

Each of them looked like their arms were broken, but they couldn't stop smiling. On the first day of opening, although there was a seven-fold discount, a bowl of noodles can still earn a penny or two, don't look at the money is not much, but it can't sell more.

No matter how you calculate it, there are at least three or five hundred wen in the account, and when the reputation spreads, it will only earn more, and the young owner said that let everyone marry a daughter-in-law for three years, it doesn't look like a lie!

Wang Ningan turned around, and saw that everyone was conscientious and there was no problem, so he returned to the front hall.

As soon as I walked in, I found two people on the table in the corner, and one of them seemed to have seen it somewhere...... Wang Ningan used his brain, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Gongsun Ce!

Good boy! That blackface can't be Bao Zheng, right?

This is the first time I've seen a real historical celebrity!

Wang Ningan tiptoed and secretly looked, Bao Zheng was actually not too dark, but the literati were generally white, he was unkempt, and he often visited privately, so he was a little tanned. It looks ordinary, nothing remarkable, and there is no legendary crescent moon on his forehead, and he doesn't seem to be able to control the affairs of the underworld...... Wang Ningan was a little disappointed, he felt that Bao Zheng's temperament in history should not be brought up, so as not to cause trouble.

Wang Ningan turned around to leave, but he didn't know that Gongsun Ce saw him.

This Mr. Gongsun has no other skills, but he is accurate and unforgettable.

"Isn't this Master Wang's nephew?"

was recognized by others, Wang Ningan had no choice but to be generous, walked to the table of Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce, and clasped his fists to salute.

"It's Mr. Gongsun, the small shop is not well entertained, please forgive me."

Bao Zheng bowed his head and suddenly asked, "You opened this store?" ”

"Yes." Wang Ningan admitted.

Bao Zheng was still eating noodles before, so that his beard was full of juice, and when he heard this, he suddenly put down his chopsticks and pushed the noodle bowl.

"Mr. Gongsun, settle the bill!"

Gongsun Ce was puzzled and hurriedly took out the money, while Bao Zheng had already strode out of the tavern.

"Owner, the noodles are not delicious?"

Bao Zheng had a dark face, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "The noodles are good, but the people are not very good, and they are unappetizing!" ”