Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Snack Race
However, Zhongli was still thinking about it, after all, the shelf life of this kind of food was very short, and there was no ice storage or anything in this era, so it could not be preserved at all. If the summer relies on the ice stored in the winter for transportation, the cost is too great, and the cost of the input for this snack will be even higher.
Once the price is raised, the advantage that the snack should have is lost.
"Tomorrow?" Zhong Liyu glanced at Zhong Li, "Wouldn't you be in too much of a hurry?" ”
"Don't worry, I'm going to decorate it after looking for it, and there are nearby towns, so I'm going to look for it." This kind of snack can't be gathered together, otherwise there will be no business.
Moreover, unlike his own Hui Bafang, this one is going to take the low-end route, while Hui Bafang is taking the high-end luxury style. It's not that there aren't cheap things in it, it's just that it's still a lot more expensive compared to these.
"Okay." Zhong Liyu didn't know much about these things, anyway, Zhong Li would do whatever she wanted, she just said that.
After eating, they returned to the backyard, and each villager had already made something qualified.
After Zhongli tasted them one by one, he nodded and said, "That's the taste, now you guys go back and discuss, this kind of shop can't be piled up." When I find my store, it's time for you to show off your skills. ”
"Yes." Now they worship Zhong Liyu like a god, and of course they will not question her words.
After each of them went home, they made what they had learned and ate it for their families, and the family members nodded their heads, and at the same time, Zhongli was even more grateful.
But these are not Zhongli's original intentions, her original intention is just to hope that everyone's life can be better.
Zhongli taught these villagers to make snacks, and soon it turned to Zhao Yiyan's ears, and he was also very curious about this fried rice and fried rice noodles, as well as cold skin and cold noodles, cold noodles, these kinds of rice products, and they were also very curious.
To be honest, he was genuinely curious about how Zhongli had made these things.
"General, I've asked someone to prepare a fried rice noodle for you, do you want to try it?" The old butler asked cautiously.
"No need." Zhao Yiyan waved his hand, it wasn't sent by Zhongli himself, so he didn't eat it.
It's a pity that Zhongli didn't know that this man was so arrogant, otherwise he would definitely laugh off his big teeth.
The old housekeeper looked at the childish Zhao Yiyan, and was speechless for a while, but since he didn't eat it, then he would cheapen him, an old guy, which he took a lot of effort to get out of the backyard.
However, before the old housekeeper could reach the door, Zhao Yiyan changed his mind again and shouted, "Leave the things behind." Just kidding, in front of eating, he was angry for just a few minutes, how could he not get along with his stomach.
The old housekeeper stumbled under his feet, and almost didn't drop the fried rice noodles in his hand.
But Zhao Yiyan is the master, and he originally brought this thing back to Zhao Yiyan, and Zhao Yiyan wants to eat it, and there is nothing wrong with it.
The old housekeeper made a bitter face and sent the fried rice noodles to Zhao Yiyan, and then retreated.
Zhao Yiyan thought about it, but still ate it with a bowl.
After taking a bite, he sighed with satisfaction, what Zhongli made was just different, and it surprised him every time.
His careful mind Zhongli naturally didn't know, and in a blink of an eye, the next day, Zhongli came forward to find a store for the villagers, and then made a signboard.
Since it is the type of franchise, then the signboard must be the same, which is an advertising effect, so that people can think of that thing as soon as they see this signboard.
However, Zhongli handed over the matter of finding a store to the next person, and she was busy posting at home.
After a day's work, the villagers had already mastered the knack of making snacks, so Zhongli decided to prepare for the competition the next day, taking the opportunity to make a big splash.
Sitting at the table, Zhongli wrote most of the characters in the town with heads and faces, and in the end, only Zhao Yiyan remained.
It stands to reason that Zhao Yiyan is the biggest official in this place, and she should have a good relationship, but Zhongli found that he didn't agree with him, as long as he got along, something would happen.
Thinking about it, Zhongli put down the pen, but after thinking about it, she still took the pen and wrote Zhao Yiyan's name.
Anyway, there will be a lot of people tomorrow, and she won't see him alone, so there's nothing wrong with her.
After writing it, Zhongli asked Rumo to send the posts back, and Zhongli asked people to prepare the venue for the competition.
Fortunately, there was an open space in front of Zhongli Zhuangzi, and Zhongli asked people to prepare seats and other arrangements, and the stove for the competition was in the middle.
After the venue for the game was almost ready, Rumo had already finished posting.
Zhao Yiyan, who got the post, smiled with satisfaction, and Zhongli finally remembered him.
But he was first delighted, and then he was surprised, he actually used these two words!
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In a blink of an eye, the next day, because of the last Liuli Factory, everyone was very curious about Zhongli's post, so they rushed over early in the morning.
The villagers also put on the cook's uniform, white clothes, and white high hats, which were made overnight, and looked very chic.
As soon as everyone came, they were attracted by this fresh game, and they were more curious about what Zhongli was going to do next.
Zhongli stood at the door, quietly waiting for everyone to arrive, and the last one to come was Zhao Yiyan. Seeing Zhongli in the crowd, Zhao Yiyan's heart was astringent, he was dignified as the king of Qingyang, but in Zhongli's eyes, he was not as good as these merchants.
"Lord Wang, your position is here." Rumo hurriedly came over and greeted.
Zhao Yiyan sat down the donkey down the slope, but a pair of black eyes were still firmly fixed on Zhongli's body.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, and that the competition was already ready, Zhongli stood up and said, "First of all, thank you for all your hard work in coming to my humble place, and I thank you all. ”
"The second son is polite." These people are now all raised by Zhongli to be foodies, and when they hear that there is something delicious, they can't sit still, and they don't care if it's hard there.
"Okay, in order to thank you, I won't talk nonsense, there are a total of twenty-five people participating in the competition today, because the space is limited, so every five people. During the competition, every five people cook the same dish, but the competition is staggered, do you understand what I mean? ”
"Second son, let's start quickly, we just need to eat." A person with an anxious temperament stood up and shouted, who doesn't know now that the Zhong family has a lot of recipes for ingredients? The name of Hui Bafang is even bigger!
When he shouted, everyone laughed.
Zhongli also laughed and said, "Of course, since this is the case, then I will trouble me to be a judge." ”
"Okay." In the crowd, there was another round of cheering.
In the eyes of everyone's expectation, the competition officially began.
Zhongli sat in the middle position, holding a cold drink in a glass in his hand, and Rumo fanned her next to him, looking very comfortable.
"Puff ......" The sound of eggs being beaten into the oil came, and suddenly, everyone's sense of taste was mobilized, and they all stared nervously and expectantly at the operation on the stage.
These villagers have always been working with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky, and they have never seen such a scene, so they have not played very well.
But the people in the audience didn't know what they were thinking, and besides, it was the first time they had come into contact with this kind of new thing, so they all widened their eyes and waited quietly.
Chow mein and the like, the main thing is to be fast, so after a few minutes, a copy was placed in front of each of the interim judges.
"Everyone, please taste it and name the one you think is the best." Zhong left the mouth.
"Okay." Everyone ate unceremoniously, and they all showed intoxicated looks. At the same time, he sighed even more, Zhongli was willing to teach such delicious things to others, such a measure and mind, no one can match.
After eating, Zhongli asked Rumo to collect everyone's opinions and prepare to announce them after the game was over.
The game is a total of five rounds, after five rounds, the winner of each round has to compete once, and then the final winner prepares a cold skin for all the people present.
Because this stuff is actually very simple, just mix it up.
It's a block, and the second round has started again.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's time to reveal the answer.
When Zhongli said today's winner, everyone's eyes fell on this winner, she was a woman, a woman in her twenties.
In front of everyone's eyes, she couldn't help blushing, but she still said according to what Zhongli taught her: "Thank you for your support, now I will prepare cold skin for you." With that, she ran away.
About half an hour later, a bowl of cold skin with special noodles was served, along with soy sauce, vinegar, chili sauce or something.
Liangpi is the most suitable thing to eat in summer, so as soon as it comes up, everyone eats it happily.
After eating, everyone said: "The second son is really a god and a man, and he can always make things that others don't expect." ”
"If you think it's delicious, Zhong is doing it." Zhongli said politely, Liangpi asked her to let the people on Zhuangzi do it before, but most of them set up stalls in the city, and the audience is not so much, so it should not be famous.
"Of course it's delicious, but where did these chefs come from, and can I hire them back for my family to taste too?" Someone with a lot of money immediately stood up and said.
Zhongli was stunned, she didn't expect this, but working for others in the past is completely different from opening her own shop.
After thinking for a while, Zhong left his mouth and said, "That's the case, they are all nearby villagers, not my people." If you want to hire them, you need to ask them for their opinions. But Zhongli didn't approve of them going to other people's homes to work, after all, they would only do these things, and no matter how delicious they were, they would always get tired of eating them every day.
But what she should have done has already been done, and how these villagers choose is their business, and it has nothing to do with her.
"In that case, let's go and ask." The crowd had an idea and immediately sent their subordinates to ask the wishes of the previous cooks.
Of course, it is the winner of the day who asks the most questions.
The winner was frightened by such a posture and hid in the room and did not dare to come out. She rarely even heard of these big people on weekdays, but she didn't expect them to invite her to their house to do things today.
But in reality, she didn't want to go, her children were too young to leave their mothers, and she didn't want to deal with these people.
But she didn't know how to refuse these people, so she could only say that she thought about it.
But in the end, she still had to give them an answer.
After thinking about it, she finally found Zhongli and told her troubles, Zhongli stared at her and said, "You don't want to go, and you don't know how to refuse them, then don't refuse, tell them that you will open a small shop in the town that specializes in selling these things, and then let people deliver what they need to their doors every day." ”
It's takeaway!
Hearing Zhongli's solution, the woman's eyes lit up, she had never thought that there was such a solution.