"By the way, my kitchen knife."

Yao Doudou asked curiously, and Qiao Yunsong also helped Yao Doudou look at the tables on the left and right, thinking that it was placed in the swallow dove courtyard.

"I'll go back and get it for you."

Qiao Yunsong said that he was about to go out, but Yao Doudou was very unhappy and said that he was not allowed to go.

"I still think about that Wan Niang in my heart, and I want to take this opportunity to go back and talk to her about wine and talk at night?"

Qiao Yunsong saw Yao Doudou's gloomy face, so he laughed again and said something.

"Didn't I go and help you get a kitchen knife? I don't know who Wan Niang is, if it weren't for Xie Anji's kid pulling me to drink today, I wouldn't have gone to any kind of place. ”

Yao Doudou looked at Qiao Yunsong suspiciously, and didn't want to worry about him anymore, so he just said that he would go to some kind of place in the future, just wait to sleep on the street.

Qiao Yunsong was kneading the noodles in the kitchen, Yao Doudou was standing aside and watching carefully, she couldn't understand why so many people liked to eat the noodles made by Qiao Mutou, and the noodles made by Dang Hai and Master Zhu were disliked, even the cold-blooded murderer was full of praise for Qiao Yunsong's noodles, Yao Doudou was wondering, could it be that this Qiao Yunsong put special condiments in the noodles?

Qiao Yunsong pulled and dropped the noodles, and bursts of dust rose on the board for a while, while Master Zhu and a few helpers were scooping noodles and setting bowls on the side, and after a while, hundreds of thousands of fragrant braised noodles were made.

When Panghai passed by Yao Doudou, Yao Doudou deducted a bowl, and she also wanted to taste the lo noodles made by Qiao Mutou, why it was so delicious.

Yao Doudou took a few noodles with chopsticks, showed them in front of his nose and smelled them, and then picked them up and looked at them carefully, this noodle is no different from ordinary noodles, and the condiments are also mixed by Master Zhu himself, Qiao Yunsong doesn't seem to have done anything in the process of ramen.

Yao Doudou put the letter into her mouth suspiciously, and in an instant, her whole person was wrapped in a burst of warmth.

It turned out that Qiao Yunsong's noodles were not only chewy, but also had a very strange touch, it was a very smooth feeling, the noodles were like a little clever ghost, constantly beating in the mouth, Yao Doudou was a little inattentive, and he almost bit his tongue.

Yao Doudou covered his mouth and felt that this noodle was too delicious.

Qiao Yunsong saw that Yao Doudou was stealing his noodles, so he put down the dough in his hand again, scooped a large spoonful of marinade from the pot next to him, and directly covered Yao Doudou's bowl.

"Lady, how can you eat lo mein without it, get you a local tyrant to make lo mein for your husband."

Qiao Yunsong finished buttoning the big halo, and Yao Doudou bumped Qiao Yunsong's arm with his elbow again.

"You loser, how many people do you have to sell this spoonful of big broil, so you have made a loss-making deal."

Although Yao Doudou complained, she was very happy in her heart, she took two mouthfuls of big marinade, and felt that this was completely delicious in the world.

"It's completely unreasonable to sell such a good lo mein for forty pieces, I think I can get sixty words."

Yao Doudou said this, Qiao Yunsong shook his head.

"Lady, the people who come to the noodle restaurant to eat lo mein are not rich, and the two buns outside are only sold for two, and our bowl of noodles is already sky-high for forty."

Yao Doudou saw Qiao Yunsong putting on a compassionate look, and couldn't help but push the noodles into his hands again, looking a little angry.

"This big marinade is made of lean meat, the noodles are also good wheat, and there is so much labor, the most important thing is that you guy let me take in for a thousand years at once, you say that I don't raise the price a little bit, when will the money of my righteous brothers be repaid, oh, now you are pretending to be a fake good person, to take care of those ordinary people, then who will take care of me, I don't care from today onwards, playing lo noodles and stewed noodles and other noodles will all rise by fifty percent, those people will eat if they like to eat, and they will not eat and pull down."

Yao Doudou rushed out of the kitchen as he spoke, and Da Dahai saw that Qiao Yunsong seemed to have been provoked by Yao Doudou again, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and came to persuade him.

"Mr. Qiao, you don't have anything to do to make the proprietress angry, she is already tired enough to be busy this day."

Before the huge sea talk was finished, Qiao Yunsong also put the noodle bowl in his hand on the board on the side.

"You don't know, this bowl of lo noodles sells well, she doesn't know how today, she says it will rise, just say that ordinary people will take sixty to eat a bowl of noodles, isn't this nonsense."

Qiao Yunsong was a little angry after speaking, and although Panghai also felt that the price increase of this noodle was a little inappropriate, after all, Xi Xinyue was the proprietor, and she said that the price increase, and others had no right to speak.

"I said Mr. Qiao, even if this thing is a little unreasonable, but you can't be the master of the boss's wife, the little one, you still obey the boss, after all, in terms of opening a store and doing business, the little one feels, you still don't have the experience of my boss, you just provoke him for this kind of indifferent thing, in the end it's not you who suffer?"

After speaking, Da Dahai waved his hand to Qiao Yunsong, signaling him to dissipate his anger, and then shake his face.

The guests of the convenient canteen heard that the lo mein will rise to 60 from tomorrow, although they all feel a little regretful, but such a good noodle, selling 60 is indeed not a slander, so the sales of lo mein today not only did not decrease, but it was a blowout surge, some people who had only heard that the big canteen was delicious and were reluctant to spend money, heard that the price of lo mein was about to rise, but also gritted his teeth and took out the money to eat a bowl, Yao Doudou stood at the counter and saw that the business was unusually hot, and the guests had to break through the threshold, I couldn't help but snap my fingers again.

In the evening, the big canteen closed, Yao Doudou calculated the income of today's big canteen noodle restaurant, there were sixty taels of silver, excluding the cost and labor, the net income was twenty or thirty taels, thirty taels a day, three hundred taels in ten days, and three thousand taels in a hundred days, that is, in less than two months, he could fill the hole in Qiao Yunsong's loss in trouble, and he felt happy when he thought about it, and Qiao Yunsong sat on a table in front of the counter, and the whole person looked a little tired.

"What's the matter, Qiao Mutou, I'm not happy to make money today."

Yao Doudou said and took out another drop of money, and shook it at Qiao Yunsong a few times, and Qiao Yunsong smiled faintly.

Da Dahai was also as tired as a dog, lying on the stool opposite Qiao Yunsong.

"Boss year, you have made a lot of money today, you don't know how tired I am with Mr. Qiao, I have resisted the flour for a day, and now my waist is almost straight.

Yao Doudou saw that Dang Hai and Qiao Yunsong were indeed tired enough, so he took the initiative to walk out of the counter and wanted to make a horse and kill a chicken for Dang Hai.