Chapter 227: Great Popularity
"It's so fragrant, can you add a little more of this to me?" Lu Xiucai looked at Lin Jiu and asked.
"Of course you can, but there is an extra charge for adding a spoonful, a spoonful and a penny." Lin Jiu said to Lu Xiucai jokingly.
Lu Xiucai smacked his lips and said, "This spoonful of, it is also appropriate to charge an extra five cents." ”
Lu Xiucai put the newly added noodles into the noodles and stirred, and after taking a sip, his eyes instantly brightened.
With only such a small piece of braised pork, you can fry all the vegetarian dishes such as coconut white and bamboo shoots to bring out the meaty taste, Lin Jiu's craftsmanship is really unexpectedly good!
Lin Jiu seemed to see Lu Xiucai's surprise, and explained: "People who get up before dawn to work are not rich, and some people may only be able to eat a bite of meat dishes during the New Year's holidays. ”
Then Lin Jiu began to explain that the half-meat and half-vegetarian dumplings have a meaty flavor and are affordable, plus the tofu diced, bamboo shoots, coconut white, etc., which are the easiest things to absorb oil.
Stir-fry it in a meaty marinade, and you can easily make a meat flavor even if it is a vegan dish.
Lu Xiucai listened to it, and involuntarily put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Lin Jiu with fascination, and listened to Lin Jiu talk about food.
When Lin Jiu was talking about the food classic, there were already many people in the nearby alleys who followed the fragrance to find him.
With such a strong lo-mei, it should be a restaurant that is making breakfast.
Although most people can't afford to buy braised pork, it's still okay to smell it and buy a bowl of Yangchun noodles.
The breakfast stall that can make this fragrant braised pork is not bad if you want to come to Yangchun noodles.
Thinking like this, many people have come to the deep alleys, and they don't need anyone to guide them, and they can accurately find the location of the "local flavor" by following the fragrance.
Even if someone goes off the road and takes a detour, it will quickly follow the fragrance and come out.
Lin Jiu doesn't need any shiny signs, the fragrance in the store is the best sign.
In just a moment, the door of the store was full of people, all of whom looked at the steaming heat in the crockpot in front of the door, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva, feeling that the gluttonous worms in their stomachs began to be restless and unresponsive.
Especially when Lu Xiucai was snorting and eating happily, this full-faced appearance really made them even more greedy.
"Boss, how much is a bowl of your noodles?" A strong man stepped forward and asked, swallowing his saliva.
"One copper plate for Yangchun noodles, two copper plates for Zhenzi noodles, three copper plates for Jiazhenzi, and four copper plates for pure braised pork noodles. In addition, the store also sells white porridge, all of which have two copper plates. ”
A few people in the small basket hurriedly ran out and warmly entertained the guests: "Guest officer, please eat what you want." ”
"Only two copper plates are needed on the face? Is it this kind of shame? The strong man pointed to the big iron pot and asked.
The braised pork has been completely boiled inside, and the bamboo shoots, coconut white, and tofu have also been dyed with the color of the braised pork, absorbing the meat-flavored soup, which looks no different from the meat, and tastes no different from the meat, and even more refreshing and sweet that the meat does not have.
The strong man didn't know what to do, and thought that the vegetarian sauce in this pot was meat, so his expression was surprised.
You must know that such a meat noodle may cost more than six cents to sell on the street.
"Yes, this only costs two pennies, this is a plain man, and it doesn't cost anything." Lin Jiu also explained without concealment.
"Then bring me a bowl!" The strong man dispelled the doubts in his heart, no longer hesitated, and immediately walked into Lin Jiu's shop.
Some people took the lead, and the others also came in, each asking for a bowl of noodles, and when they spoke, even the accent was the same, thinking that they should have come from the same place to work.
Lin Jiu said softly: "Listening to the accent, your eldest brothers should be from the northwest, right?" I'll make this sour and spicy for you? ”
"Can you still adjust the taste? All right! Good! Absolutely! The group nodded hurriedly.
Lin Jiu put the pot on the stove, and when the oil temperature was 70% hot, he put the chili noodles in it, stir-fried the red oil and set aside.
There were a total of seven diners here, so she made seven bowls of rice dumplings, gathered them with red oil, stir-fried them for a while, and finally added starch to adjust the soup, thickened them, and boiled them together.
When the soup is almost finished, put some finely chopped sauerkraut and stack it in a bowl with the ssauté.
In this way, the original fragrant cheeks were instantly reconciled into the sour and spicy cheeks of the northwest mouth. 520
After the noodles were adjusted, the noodles were almost cooked, Lin Jiu quickly scooped up the noodles, put them in a bowl, and then sprinkled them with minced green onions, ginger and garlic, and let the small basket and others serve them.
A few strong men originally came to try it with the attitude of giving it a try, but when they saw this bowl of familiar hometown flavor that could not be more familiar, their faces showed a dark color of emotion.
A few of them couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and start eating, but they didn't think about it, and as soon as they took a bite, tears welled up in their eyes.
This noodle is thin and chewy.
The sour, spicy, salty and fragrant is very strong.
So early in the morning, the warm and hot food in the stomach, those long-lost nostalgia, and those memories that I dare not easily recall even in the dead of night, all flashed in my mind.
The moment the nostalgia was aroused, it was also dissolved.
"It's delicious! It's so delicious, it's the same taste we used to eat when we were kids! ”
The strong man took several mouthfuls of noodles, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little choked.
His fellow villagers also nodded their heads again and again, looking contented.
After eating this bowl of noodles with the taste of my hometown, I was full of strength when I worked again.
I'm sure I'll be able to move some more goods later! Earn some more money!
"It's delicious! Boss! I'll come back tomorrow! Before the noodles were finished, the strong man began to look forward to tomorrow's portion, eating and eating, and also ate some reluctant tastes.
The life that was originally hard now finally has some hope.
"I'm coming back!"
The crowd chimed in.
If there is anything that people can't get tired of eating in this life, it must be the taste of their hometown.
Soon, a few more people came to the door of the store, all of whom looked a little smiling and had very strong accents.
It's hard for the average person to understand what they're saying.
After all, Lin Jiu was born in special forces in his previous life, and dialect training is the most basic, and he has a wide range of knowledge, so he can naturally communicate with these people without barriers.
After locking the prices of noodles and porridge soup, these people stared at the marinade crockpot for a long time, but they still gave up resistance and walked into the stall.
"Listening to the accent, a few old brothers are from Baiyue, right? How about I make it into Baiyue flavor? Lin Jiu asked with a smile and politeness.
These people were skeptical, but because of Lin Jiu's accent, they also nodded hesitantly.
Lin Jiu scooped out a spoonful of the sauce, diluted the taste of the marinade with water, then added some sugar, and then took out a small jar from the back kitchen, scooped out a spoonful of black sauce from it and put it into the sauce.
The indescribable smell of the dead instantly filled the air.
The expressions of these people, who were originally still suspicious, were instantly replaced by surprise.
said a lot of things that others didn't understand, and kept giving Lin Jiu a thumbs up.
Lin Jiu smiled and said: "Yes, this is the Lei Mountain fish sauce, I made it myself, the fish is not Lei Mountain fish, but it is also rice fish, a few big brothers just help me taste it to see if it is authentic." ”
Baiyue people from the southwest like the fish sauce produced in a place called "Lei Mountain" the most, whether they make meat dishes or vegetarian dishes, they like to put some fish sauce to taste, if there is nothing to eat, you can use the fish sauce to mix noodles and bibimbap.
Lin Jiu had carried out missions in the southwest region in his previous life, so he had also inspected the local food culture, and this fishy and fresh flavor left a very deep impression on Lin Jiu.
The noodles were adjusted, the noodles were loaded, and Lin Jiu scooped out a spoonful of milk soup and poured it down from the noodles.
Then sprinkled some shrimp skin and chopped green onions, which were pink and verdant, and they didn't look too good.
These men didn't need a small basket to wait for someone to greet them, let alone go inside to find a seat, just in front of the stall, watching Lin Jiu cook noodles.