Just as she was about to go out, Zeng Hongxia saw Chen Yufei and them leading the guests over.

The three people in the store were overjoyed.

Everyone is a chef and has their own small shop.

It's been a long time since they've been so excited to see customers come to the store. I saw Zhou Anfu trotting all the way over and respectfully asked Uncle Zhang what to eat.

Uncle Zhang said, "Aren't you selling beef noodles here, let's have a bowl of noodles and try it." ”

Zhou Anfu sighed.

Just as he was about to go to the kitchen to cook noodles, Uncle Zhang stopped him again:

"Thirty-one bowls of your noodles?"

Uncle Zhang wants to make sure, he is sixty years old, he has seen a little bit of the world, these years there are more tricks of scammers, in case you eat noodles, and suddenly ask for a hundred yuan, it is really a no-brainer.

Zhou Anfu nodded: "That's right, I'll give you a twenty percent discount!" ”

Uncle Zhang looked around.

He was sure that this was the beef noodle tube that he had come to see this morning, and he had come and asked in person, and it was another person who was running the shop at the time, and the price was eighty-one bowls.

After hearing the price, Uncle Zhang left without looking back.

Now, seeing that he was brought back to this store again, and the price was reduced from 80 in the morning to 30, and it could be discounted by 20%, Uncle Zhang felt a little incredible.

Seeing the doubts on his face, Wang Xingfu glanced at the granddaughter he was holding and said: "The children are hungry, the noodles are hot, and the food is soft, adults can not eat it, and children can't suffer......

Wang Xingfu's words accurately entered the uncle's heart.

Uncle Zhang's wife died early, and the reason why he hasn't looked for it again over the years is because he has his granddaughter with him, and if he finds another one, he probably won't live in peace with the child.

Therefore, in order to accompany his granddaughter more, Uncle Zhang was willing to live alone.

He thought to himself, forget it, as long as the child wants to eat, even if he really receives eighty-one bowls, he will be fooled this time.

Seeing that Uncle Zhang agreed, Zhou Anfu went in to cook noodles again.

Uncle Zhang thought for a while and then instructed: "Don't be spicy, my granddaughter wants to eat it, and you have to cook the noodles thoroughly." ”

"Wait for yourself."

finally received the first business, and Zhou Anfu was very happy.

Zhou Anfu has absolute confidence in his noodles, so he firmly believes that as long as the first customer comes to eat the noodles, the business will be much better in the future.

A bowl full of noodles, and the beef is also really a few big lumps.

Uncle Zhang was quite surprised when he saw it.

For such a bowl of noodles, the price of 30 yuan is quite affordable.

I picked one for my granddaughter to eat, and my granddaughter said it tasted good.

Uncle Zhang himself also took a bite, he thought the taste was very good, the beef soup was very delicious, and the meat quality was also a good beef, and this taste was very unique, and the general homemade roast beef, it seemed to have an extra taste.

Seeing that Uncle Zhang had eaten several beef directly, Zeng Hongxia sat opposite him and asked:

"Uncle, do you think the taste of this roast beef is okay?"

"Not bad."

The uncle stared at Zeng Hongxia, and suddenly said, "You are the one who sells crayfish in our night market...... Zeng ...... "Uncle rolled his eyes several times, and he also remembered what Zeng Hongxia was called.

Zeng Hongxia nodded, signaling that it was her.

Uncle Zhang said: "When I didn't retire, I often went to your place to eat noodles with my friends at night, you shouldn't remember me, but I remember you!" ”

Zeng Hongxia has been setting up a stall in the night market since she was 18 years old.

Doing night market catering is a very hard job, but anyone who has a way out will not earn that money, Zeng Hongxia has no choice, the family situation is very vulgar, so she can only take this road.

At first, her business was not good, but Zeng Hongxia was persistent.

After boiling away all the competitors around her, Zeng Hongxia became the dominant family.

Crayfish is a strange food.

At first, it flooded in the stinking gutters and was a thing that no one ates.

Later, it gradually began to be on the table, and more and more people ate it, and the wild ones were gone, so they began to be artificially cultivated, and the price also increased from ten yuan and five catties at the beginning to thirty yuan a catty.

At Zeng Hongxia's night market stall, a top-quality spicy crayfish was sold for 180 yuan a piece.

Crayfish has become an expensive dish.

Although there are still a lot of people who eat this thing, some people with low- and middle-end incomes can no longer afford to eat.

Zeng Hongxia is a night market here, and those with low-end income are her main customer groups.

So Zeng Hongxia made chicken noodles in order to retain that part of the people.

Chicken offal is a very cheap ingredient.

It is fired with the lobster ingredients developed by himself and poured on the boiled noodles, which not only allows everyone to eat the taste of crayfish, but also does not cost a few dollars.

Therefore, this chicken offal noodles have become something that can be on a par with crayfish in Zeng Hongxia's stall.

Even, many people will drive from other places to eat a bite of chicken noodles.

Obviously, this Uncle Zhang was also one of the diners who frequented back then, but Zeng Hongxia's business was too good, and she had no impression of this customer.

Seeing that Uncle Zhang tasted it, Zeng Hongxia was still quite proud.

She asked her uncle to come and eat tomorrow, she was going to open here for three days, and it was always at this price.

After learning that Zeng Hongxia participated in the Chef God Competition, Uncle Zhang asked her why she wanted to come to the competition, whether she wanted to have a better business or to increase her popularity, and said:

"I see that your crayfish business is already very busy, and I heard that you don't want to open a store, so why did you come to participate in this competition?"

Zeng Hongxia didn't answer Uncle Zhang's question, she glanced at the girl next to her and said, "Auntie will scoop a bowl of noodle soup for you to drink, you wait." ”

The girl nodded and looked at Zeng Hongxia with a smile:

"Auntie, I want to drink noodle soup, I want to drink delicious noodle soup."

"Don't worry, the noodle soup made by my aunt is delicious."

With that, Zeng Hongxia came to the back kitchen.

She scooped out a bowl of noodle soup from the pot, poured in a little balsamic vinegar and stirred it, then put a few more sugars, a few drops of sesame oil, then blanched two small green vegetables, and finally sprinkled a little green onion into it.

The whole bowl of soup looks refreshing and refreshing, this is the original soup developed by Zeng Hongxia spontaneously.

Guests who eat chicken noodles will come to a bowl.

This soup is free, it tastes sour and crisp, with the noodle flavor of noodles, and it can also relieve the greasy taste.

Seeing that Uncle Zhang's granddaughter was drinking very well, Zeng Hongxia smiled with satisfaction, she cooked the beef, and she also prepared the original soup, and the things she made by herself have never disappointed anyone.

Leaning against the door of the store, Zeng Hongxia looked at the mountains in the distance.

I remembered one night more than ten years ago......