Spices or something, Zeng Hongxia really has them here.

She was about to give it to Yin Xiaoyue, but at this moment, Wang Xingfu on the side suddenly came over: "We don't have much spices here, you have to take them, what will we sell tomorrow?" ”

Wang Xingfu's words were very slow, and at first glance he didn't feel emotional, but he was very uncomfortable to hear.

Zeng Hongxia looked at her:

"Didn't Chen Yufei say just now, let's sell gnocchi soup next? It doesn't use any spices, so why can't those spices be given to Yin Xiaoyue? ”

While saying, Zeng Hongxia squinted at her:

"Besides, people also say that it's not for business, it's just for eating by yourself, why are you nervous!?"

With that, she turned and went into the kitchen.

grabbed a handful of various spices in the back kitchen, and then handed them to Yin Xiaoyue, Wang Xingfu stood aside, watching Zeng Hongxia do this, ignoring her feelings at all.

Wang Xingfu felt very aggrieved.

She finally couldn't take it anymore and sat down in the corner and began to wipe her tears.

Wang Xingfu has endured the grievances of the past few days. She always felt in her heart that as long as she got along for a few days, as long as the game was managed well and the transition was safe, no one would get in the way.

But Zeng Hongxia's cynicism became more and more frequent.

Gradually, Wang was happy, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

If you want to say that you really didn't mess with her, why don't you want her to say that?!

Plush Jade wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say.

If this girl's personality is a little straighter, Mao Yu may still want to persuade her, but in the past few days, Mao Yu found that this girl is quite heavy, so people can't see and can't figure it out.

Therefore, she just stood beside Wang Xingfu and paused, turned around and left.

Yin Xiaoyue successfully got the spices.

She returned to "White Snow Ice Powder", and Aunt Spicy Shrimp kept praising her when she saw that she had brought back spices. As soon as Yin Xiaoyue entered the kitchen, she picked up her apron and put it on her body, and said:

"Let me come, although I haven't fried the hot pot base, I see my dad made it. My dad's hot pot base, I feel better than the hot pot restaurant outside! ”

Yin Xiaoyue said this, without exaggeration.

Yin Weimin often stir-fried the hot pot base at home, fried it, and sent it to the neighbors around him, everyone said that it was good to eat, especially Yang Hui, the proprietress of Feng Laowu Mahjong Hall, she especially likes to eat.

She often encourages Yin Weimin to open a hot pot restaurant or just open a hot pot restaurant.

Yang Hui even said that if she wanted to open a hot pot restaurant in half of the Lao Wu Teahouse, she would pay for it, Yin would contribute technology for the people, and half of the money she would earn.

Li Aizhen was very moved when she heard it.

Yin Weimin waved his hand and said: "People, you can only do one thing well in your life, I just need to open the coarse tea and light rice, what kind of hot pot restaurant to open, I don't want to do so much!" ”

Yin Weimin's hot pot tastes good, but he doesn't open a store.

This makes his hot pot restaurant even more strange.

Jiang Fang, who sells hemp candy at the corner of the street, often begs Yin Weimin to do more: "Uncle Yin, I'll give you money, you help me do more, I'll give it away!" ”

Yin Weimin raised his eyebrows: "Give it away?" This street is full of hot pot bases, why do you buy me with no brand and no popularity? It's not face-saving to send it out, is it? ”

Jiang Fang sneered:

"Uncle Yin, don't you know that your hot pot base has been spread all over my circle of friends, and many people are rushing to ask me when I will have it, and now it is hard to find!"

Yin Weimin was also very happy when he heard Jiang Fang say this.

When one's craft is recognized, it is indeed a recognition of oneself.

Whether they take it to eat for themselves or give it away, Yin Weimin tirelessly stir-fries for them, everyone just eats happily, their own shop does not sell hot pot, and others can eat their own hot pot ingredients from the side, which is not bad.

Yin Weimin is the son of the people, so there is another reason why he does not open a hot pot restaurant.

Hot pot is different from ordinary small restaurants, not because you taste good, but because you can run it, you can get a good income.

Hot pot, the requirements for ingredients, are very high.

There is a great difference between fresh hairy tripe and soaked hairy tripe in taste and texture.

However, it is difficult for ordinary people to buy fresh hairy tripe, and even if they occasionally buy fresh hairy tripe, the amount is not enough for customers, and they often do not have the sustainability of purchase.

So, it's hard to guarantee the freshest ingredients every day.

There are also fresh and quality requirements for ingredients, as well as yellow throat, duck intestines, brain flowers and the like.

Experienced diners can eat it in one bite, and frozen goods are different from fresh goods.

Therefore, this is also the reason why many hot pot restaurants close down after a few months of opening.

If you just look at the base, their taste may not be much worse than that kind of time-honored hot pot restaurant with good business. But often, those time-honored brands take the best things for themselves early on.

It is also a monopoly in the industry.

Yin Weimin, who is well aware of this, will not easily try to change.

And he is not very good at making money, especially after the days have grown, Yin Weimin has a feeling that money is like dung, and he often sees which family will be generous when they are in difficulty.

Therefore, he kept doing the "coarse tea and light rice", and did not expand his business, nor did he change careers or anything.

I did it for twenty years.

When Yin Weimin stir-fried the hot pot base, Yin Xiaoyue often stood aside and watched.

A large pot is full of red and bright bases.

Exuding a strong fragrance with butter, Yin Xiaoyue took a deep breath, she looked up at Yin Weimin: "Dad, it's too fragrant......"

"What, you want to eat?"

"Hmm!"

"Didn't you just eat yesterday?"

Yin Xiaoyue said: "Dad, I want to eat again, it's delicious, I want to eat it every day!" ”

Yin Weimin doted on his daughter: "If you want to eat, you can eat, I'll ask your mother to make you a pot of vegetables later, and put more ham sausage or something for you, okay?" ”

Yin Xiaoyue's favorite is ham sausage.

Cut it into thin slices and be scalded in the soup pot until it is soft and delicious.

Yin Xiaoyue can eat two ham sausages alone, all thanks to the credit of these hot pot bases, although she is small, she is not afraid of spicy, the more spicy she is, the happier she is, no spicy or happy.

Yin Weimin smiled and continued to stir-fry.

Yin Xiaoyue stood aside and witnessed his entire seasoning frying process.

Watching others fry hot pot base is a visual feast.

Yin Xiaoyue looked attentive.

The whole frying process is also memorized.

Therefore, as long as the ingredients are gone, she will cook it herself and stir-fry a perfect pot of hot pot base, which is no problem at all.

After fastening the apron, Yin Xiaoyue started work......