Nine plates of coriander, without exception, were poured into his bowl by the old man.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't cry or laugh. Even if you are an old man and have a soft spot for this grass, you don't need to be so crazy, right?

The old man was satisfied, lowered his head and began to drink the soup.

For a while, the room was much quieter, only the sound of sucking and sucking kept sounding, one after another, and everyone was itching in their hearts.

Finally, a middle-aged fat man couldn't help it first, strode forward, pressed the six yuan stones on the counter, and said anxiously: "His grandmother's, isn't it just six yuan, it's a big deal to run to Cuichun Building a few times, this bowl of hot soup Lao Tzu bought it!"

The rainy day was wet and cold, and others were sitting and drinking soup, and he was hungry and dry.

Wu Bencao smiled, put the money into the cabinet, and went to serve soup to the fat man.

The fat man stared at the hot soup in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands excitedly, not forgetting to tease the people behind him.

"You people, the gambling table is blowing all over the sky, why did you get to the dinner table and start picking at the rope again? I kindly remind you, there are only six tables and twelve chairs here, and if you grind again, you will have to pay for the bed!"

He was the tenth guest to drink the soup, and only two seats were free. As he said, if everyone hesitates and lets others take the lead, even if they are willing to spend money on soup later, there will be no place to sit.

Provoked by him like this, someone quickly rushed over to pay, and glanced at his companions with disgust, "I'll just say, Boss Xiao Wu's craftsmanship is superb, how can this soup not taste good? It's all your fault, you have to open your eyes, and you incite me to starve with me!"

Immediately afterward, many people rushed to order. The daily limited supply of 20 bowls of Kaimai soup was sold out in an instant.

Since Wang Xiang had bought a bowl before, there were only nineteen people in front of him who had soup to drink and meat to eat. Twelve people sat on chairs, and seven people who were late to Tou Cheng squatted on the ground, holding bowls like beggars, and ate with the same relish.

The fat man sat at the table just now, blowing the hot air in the bowl while snorting his snot, and I didn't know that he thought he was moved by the delicious taste and cried.

"Boss Wu's cooking skills, I am completely convinced by Lao Hu! I have no culture in my stomach, I don't know how to praise you, don't talk nonsense, I will order a bowl of hope soup in advance, and I will come to drink it tomorrow morning!"

The mentality of the audience in the rear exploded, which is called a gas.

Which bastard brought the rhythm just now, let them wait and see first, to prevent being fooled, this is good, they are willing to spend money, and Boss Wu refuses to sell, what is this called.

"Oops, I'm fainting from hunger...... Boss Wu, can you do a good job, sell one more bowl, and I can pay an extra yuan stone. ”

"I feel like my stomach is burning, alas, Boss Wu is really, isn't it a matter of teasing!"

"Boss Wu, if you don't sell soup anymore, you will lose us customers forever! Ah, it's so fragrant......"

......

Wu Bencao ignored them, stood behind the counter and looked at the account book, seemingly calm, but in fact he was very happy.

In his mind, the flow records of new fan values kept popping up, just like his bank card was being put into it, and he was so excited that he almost laughed.

[New Fans: Wang Shouyi]

[New Fan Value: +520]

[New fans: Hu Wuwan]

[New Fan Value: +233]

......

In just a moment, before the soup in the bowl was finished, they had all turned to powder and obediently sent a large number of fans. Not only that, but what is even more exaggerated is that those people in the back can only smell the taste, and they haven't even tasted a mouthful of soup, and they also raised the white flag and become passers-by.

[Followers:36]

[Fan value: 4380]

This is the record of Wu Materia Medica's opening on the first day.

The tasks released by the system are just 2 new fans and 500 fan points. This is an ordinary task to complete, it is simply a crazy crit, and it hits a super high multiplier.

Let Wang Xiang advertise and attract gamblers with a lot of money, this trick is amazing.

At this time, the first few people to order finished eating one after another, closed their eyes and waited for the pulse to open.

Seeing this, Wu Bencao quickly walked over and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, according to the rules of the small shop, after eating, you must leave your seat and you can't stay for a long time." So, please get up and welcome to the next time. ”

The expressions of those people froze, how could they not guess his abacus, and said curtly: "It's raining outside, and the pulse is about to start again, how can we have time to go home?" Boss Wu, if you want to make money for the bed, to put it bluntly, why beat around the bush." ”

Wu Bencao smiled, "You only pay for the soup, and the service I provide to you is limited to the soup itself." As for where you go and how you open your pulse after the soup, that's not something I should think about. ”

When Fat Hu heard this, he teased: "Boss Wu has a good calculation. In my opinion, the business of the wormwood bar will be very hot in the future, and whoever goes to take down the shop next door and turn it into an inn can also make a lot of oil and water. ”

His mind was very bright, and he quickly thought that he could get a piece of the pie from Wu Bencao's hands and rent a bed next door, as long as the price was lower than Wu Bencao's.

When Wu Bencao heard this, he thought thoughtfully, "Well, you have a point. It seems that I have to bundle the bed with the soup and sell it as a soup set that can't be ordered a la carte. When the time comes, whether you go to bed or not, you will be charged an extra yuan stone, how about it?"

Hu Fatzi's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his thumb, "Boss Wu is witty enough! You didn't say it, if everyone pays an extra piece, I won't be scolded to death!"

Wu Bencao smiled, "In addition, our store refuses reservations. If you want soup, please come to the queue early tomorrow, otherwise, it is not ruled out that you will have to watch dry, just like those in the back. ”

Hu Fatzi's face changed again, "Hey, how can you do this business......!

He originally wanted to say, aren't you brainless, when the words came to his mouth, he remembered that the respected old man Wang was still here, this old man seemed to appreciate Wu Bencao very much, and he also had the intention of protecting him just now, so he had to swallow the words into his stomach.

Those people had no choice but to get up and pay for the bed, and secretly slandered, this shop is really dark!

The last person to put down the spoon and chopsticks was Mr. Wang. Unlike these middle-aged people, he is old, his heart is stable, and he knows how to enjoy it best, and in the face of such deliciousness, he does not gobble it up, but chews it carefully and fully tastes the wonderfulness of it.

After drinking the soup, he closed his eyes and exhaled lightly, as if he had just finished soaking in a hot spring, his body and mind were refreshed, and he felt a sense of relief.

"This bowl of soup has a distinct layer, which is really rare in the old man's life. At the beginning of the mouth, the strongest feeling is hot, followed by spicy, and the fusion of the two can drive away the chill in the diner's body. When the spiciness wears off, it doesn't end there, on the contrary, it is at this point that the true color of the soup is revealed. ”

The old man smacked his lips, his expression intoxicated, and the aftertaste was endless.

"Soups tend to get older and older, but this soup of hope is the most precious thing about how thick it is boiled without losing its flavor and making people have an endless aftertaste. It brings together so many ingredients at the same time, but it embraces their own characteristics so that they live in harmony without too much conflict or sacrifice. Beef is easy to become hard with firewood, chicken often has an earthy smell, black-eared vegetables can be eaten as soon as they are blanched, and the blue flower pays the most attention to the refreshing taste, but the longer the ginseng fruit is stewed, the better...... Ingredients, like people, also have their own personalities, the more ingredients are added, different temperaments get together, and the quarrel is fierce, the shortcomings of the dishes will be more obvious, which is common sense. However, if you think about the taste of this bowl of soup, do you have all these shortcomings that I mentioned? None of them! Boss Wu not only perfectly avoided their defects, but also gave full play to its advantages at the same time, and finally formed its most valuable flavor -- fresh! What does this mean? It shows that he has an insight into the characteristics of all the ingredients, and does not pour them into the pot and stew them indiscriminately, but according to a clear and strict process, he deals with various problems in turn, and spends his heart and effort to finally make the bowl of delicious food in front of him. Therefore, he said that he can only sell 20 bowls a day, and I understand and support him very much, which is called professionalism! I often think, what is the ultimate in food? Today, through this bowl of soup, Chef Wu gave a very perfect answer, that is, respect for the ingredients. After avoiding the defects, they are still willing to retain the true color of the ingredients, rather than forcibly changing them with heavy seasonings to become a single seasoning flavor. According to the material conditions, promote the strengths and avoid the weaknesses, so that the beef is soft and rotten, so that the chicken is not fishy but fresh, so that the black ear is just ripe, so that the jalana flower can maintain the taste, and the ginseng fruit has a long charm...... That's the only way to make it truly top-notch!"

The old man talked eloquently, as if he was the first Wu Blow, flowing and gushing, making everyone stunned. Eating a meal can blow the sky and fog, which is probably the difference between a gourmand and an ordinary foodie.

Wu Bencao was also stunned, he was blown by him, and he didn't know how to be embarrassed.

Is this still spicy?!