Chapter Ninety-Five: Little Trick

Li Mengyuan is not from the northwest, but he can't say that this meat bun is authentic, but it is the experience of eating.

Just the technique of this kang cake, Li Meng originally tossed some food in addition to going to work, and made it many times, plus the ancient kitchenware was a little more elegant, and it poured more original flavor when it was made.

The middle-aged man sat on the side with a disdainful expression.

saw that Li Meng was making cakes calmly, not slow or in a hurry.

There is no businessman's face that is eager for quick success, and from time to time he talks to the maid beside him, and the rest of the time he is carelessly watching the fire.

"Ahem......"

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry.

At this time, he remembered that he was in a hurry to give the silver just now, and it hadn't been done for so soon, but the smell of braised meat couldn't stop bubbling out.

He was embarrassed to say that he was greedy, after all, he was a person who had seen the world, and he couldn't withstand this temptation, so wouldn't he show people a joke in vain.

"I said Boss Li, I've been waiting for an hour, and your cake hasn't been made yet?"

Hearing this complaint, Li Meng smiled apologetically.

"It's good right away, we haven't done the sale of ten cakes this time, after all, it is made by hand, and it is understandable to be slower."

Li Meng naturally knew that this person was not admiring, because there were not many regular customers with this meat sandwich bun, and it was not to the point of word of mouth, this person was arrogant, and at first glance he was used to ordering people, and then look at his dress, I am afraid that he is the housekeeper of which mansion.

Li Meng knew it in his heart, so he naturally didn't panic.

The purpose of the other party is not clear, and she has no intention of inquiring.

I had to do the work in my hand slowly, don't tire myself out.

"Look at what you said, which of the food on this street is not handmade, it is difficult that it still fell from the sky, and I won't play tricks with you."

Horizontally and vertically on this time of the sale.

What the man thought in his heart, he flicked his sleeves and sat aside.

"Wait a minute, officer."

Li Meng still shouted the slogan tacitly.

But I didn't see the movement sharp.

When Li Wan came back to help, the ten cakes were finally ready.

Wrap it hot in layers of oiled paper.

Li Wan couldn't help but be startled when she heard Ma say that the guest officer had waited for an hour.

Seeing that the man's face was not good, he seemed to be holding his breath.

This is offended.

But Li Meng didn't know it, so Li Wan had to smile and hand over the cake.

"Guest officer, I'm really sorry today, there is something at home, there are not enough people, and there is a delay, and it won't be like this next time."

Li Wan repeatedly compensated for not.

"Hmph."

The man finally got the bread, and he no longer wanted to talk nonsense with them, and after two or three clicks, he poured into the street.

Since Aunt Li's accident, the aunt next door has not gone out to set up a stall today.

It's just because Aunt Li's stall is still next door.

No one wants to touch this mold.

Strange to say, today this street is empty, and basically no one passes by.

Li Meng also felt strange, no matter how remote this street is on weekdays, there will always be people passing by, how can it be today......

"Sister, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell this cake today."

Li Wanshao couldn't help but worry.

"I sold ten, and I also earned thirty or forty wen, and the rest of it really can't be sold and it doesn't matter, and the workers who hit the ice cellar at noon also have to eat, and we boil some millet porridge to send, but it also nourishes the stomach."

Li Meng smiled, not too worried.

"Hey......"

Li Wan couldn't help but sigh, "When I came back just now, I saw a notice posted on the street, presumably those pedestrians knew that a murder had been committed here, so they didn't want to pass through here." ”

"I see."

Li Meng turned off the fire, "Let's make the bread and try our luck at the street in front of us after walking a few steps." ”

"It's okay, the three of us are each at the corner of the street, and when the people are gone, we will come back, and it is appropriate to have lunch."

Li Wan nodded, and went to find clean cotton cloth.

"You go find a clean white plate, spread a layer of white cotton cloth, and I'll arrange the rest."

Li Meng suddenly had another thought.

Although this Feiyun County is a small place, it is not a poor country in the end.

Taste is important, but it's not good if no one cares.

Good goods are also afraid of dust.

I washed a few white dishes and smeared some lard on them, which looked smooth and shiny.

Cut some green cucumbers as a garnish, then chop a meatloaf evenly, and insert some small toothpicks on it, and that's it.

"Go and sit at the corner of the street, and if anyone asks, each person can taste a piece and buy it if it's delicious."

Li Meng said with a smile.

"That's a good idea." Li Wan clapped her hands, "I'm just afraid that the cake will be cold and won't be fragrant." ”

"Don't be afraid, just let those people taste a little oily, it's not delicious if it's too much."

Li Meng is not worried.

He only instructed the two of them, and asked them to take a plate out of each place, "If anyone likes it, let him come here and buy hot ones." Don't go far. ”

"By the way, stick this on the intersection again."

Li Meng found a piece of red paper and drew an arrow, and then wrote Li's meat sandwich bun to finish.

Business always depends on propaganda.

These are just the tricks of modern people.

Try before you buy, don't lose both.