It's a bit of a waste to just take it out and fry something!

There are also other shops on the street that sell fried goods, but the prices are not cheap, and the oil is not so much.

It is really heroic to be able to fry it in such a large pot.

"This is the new food in our store, this is called fried dough sticks, this is the noodle nest, our chef pondered it himself, today it is newly made, and I will give some fresh food to the big guy!"

Although I am ready to give it away, I can't ignore the cost.

The fritters that are usually longer than chopsticks are only as long as eggs at the moment, and Lin Shuqing specially told the kitchen to make them of such a size, which is also convenient for giving away.

The fried golden fritters were fished out of the pot by a net made of bamboo sticks and placed on a small tray next to the guests.

Compared to the last hunger, this time it was obviously cheaper.

As long as you enter the door to buy something, you will be given a small fritter according to the number of things you bought.

If you buy a bowl of bean curd, you will get a small fritter, and if you buy a bowl of beef noodles, you will also get one.

You can buy another bowl of bean curd, and you won't give it away.

The number of things prepared in the store is limited, and I don't expect to make money, so I just give it to the big guys to try it.

You can't just eat it alone and not give it to others.

In this way, almost all the new and old customers around the store know that the store is starting to sell new breakfasts.

It is fragrant and crispy in the mouth.

Good guy, it's different from other people's, it's fried in a big pot! Can it not be fragrant!

In the small courtyard of the inn, Lin Shuqing and Zhang Liqiang were calculating the business that had opened these days.

So far, a few hundred taels of silver have been spent, and the store has not been open for a long time, because the things are novel and delicious, and there are many people who buy them, so this time the return speed is very fast.

Lin Shuqing happily flipped through the accounts in her hand,

"Boss Zhang, excluding the wages and the money for the materials bought, I earned a total of thirty-seven taels of silver!"

"It's only been open for more than half a month!"

If you count the income of one month, it is estimated that there is more than that.

"Girl, there are a lot of people queuing at the door every day, or we will recruit more people." Zhang Liqiang asked.

"No, let's take a look first, if there are more people, another day, we will find a quiet place on the other side to open a store, not limited to this Hangzhou city, you can also go to the county next to it."

Lin Shuqing thought, after all, the south is rich, and the purchasing power is here.

"Okay, that's up to the girl. But when will this oil start to be sold? This is the question that Zhang Liqiang is most concerned about.

The oil mill has been built, the people have been recruited, there is a lot of oil stored in the warehouse, and the store is ready.

"This oil is not in a hurry, in a few days, it will be the begging festival! I heard that the lights outside will be very lively, why don't you set it for that night? Lin Shuqing put down the pen in his hand and said.

"Is there anything special about the Begging Festival?" Zhang Liqiang said curiously.

"Yes!"

A few days before the Qiqiao Festival, Lin Shuqing began to prepare, and let people set up a small platform in front of the oil store.

A platform was erected on top of it, and bamboo shelves were erected.

These were all prepared by Lin Shuqing's orders, and Zhang Liqiang couldn't understand it.

Are you going to invite someone to come and sing the tune?

But there was no girl who asked for a song.

Zhang Liqiang couldn't figure it out, but he still came according to the method that Lin Shuqing thought.

In short, for him, there is nothing wrong with listening to Miss Lin's words.

On this day of the Qiqiao Festival, many people spend time in the courtyard of their homes, and many people go outside to watch the lantern festival.

Lin Shuqing hung up the signboard in front of the oil store as soon as he mentioned it, and even the table was cleaned up.

"Shopkeeper, what does this next door table do?"

"Why are there so many flowers?"

Many guests asked curiously.

There are also many old neighbors who know that this shop next door is the same as this one that sells bean curd, but what is this store selling?

"This is our shopkeeper who got it, and he said that he wanted to sell some new food, and he would sell it on it when the time came."

"When the time comes, there will be a lot of things to give, and the big guys will come to see it."

"Send something...... That's good."

Many people who come to eat at this restaurant live in this neighborhood, and when they know the news, they run to tell each other.

So there were a lot of people on the night of the Qiqiao Festival, some of which were beyond Lin Shuqing's imagination.

Considering that she gave it for free, in case there were too many people who came to join in the fun, and it was easy to have a stampede, Lin Shuqing set up a small gate.

Those who can participate in this contest must first cast a pot.

One person gives a bamboo stick, if it can be accurately thrown into the pot in front.

Regardless of gender, those who can vote can come to participate in the above activities.

"This pitcher? I know, I was a boy when I was a splash far away. I also smashed the fish in the water with that rock! ”

"I went home with the fish, and my mother praised me all night. I still remember that trip......"

"Don't blow it, Uncle Zhao, you're sixty, how many years have passed. Don't flash your old bones......"

"I can't do it, but my son is okay! My son is like me, and he will definitely be able to win! ”

The old and young people on the street tried, and not only went by themselves, but also called their own boys.

Not to mention an old man in his fifties and sixties, even a small baby who can hold something in his hand has also been brought over.

After all, one person only has one chance, and this will not work if he misses.

The screening here allows the guy to separate the distance with a thread.

This person has to stand behind this line, and he can only go on stage if he hits, and whoever hits is given a red bracelet, which means that he can go on stage later.

Half an hour has passed, and more than forty have been screened out under this platform.

Most of them are young people, and there are many girls who look less than ten years old.

Lin Shuqing watched from the side stands, and there was a familiar face among them.

Yang Baye stood in the crowd, very tall and conspicuous.

Lin Shuqing looked at Yang Baye, Yang Baye also saw her, the two of them bowed their heads and greeted each other, and Yang Baye immediately turned his gaze to the side.

Looking along with Yang Baye, Lin Shuqing saw Mrs. Yang standing below.

Mrs. Yang was holding the child, and a young mother-in-law was standing beside her, looking at Yang Baye in the audience, with a happy face.

Lin Shuqing greeted the work next to her: "Go and help me invite the lady in the moon-white gown in the audience up, and ask her to sit behind here, just say that it was a girl surnamed Lin who invited her." ”

Mrs. Yang was soon invited, along with the mother-in-law.

"Miss Lin, I thought you weren't there!" Mrs. Yang said with a smile on her face.

"If you are here, why don't you open a store? It's just that there are a lot of people here, I'm standing behind here, madam, you're tired of holding the child, it's better to come and sit on this stage. ”

"The girl's scene looks very beautiful......"