A pot helmet quickly went down, but Song Hegui couldn't help but smack his lips, reminiscing about the delicious taste of the fresh meat pot helmet.

Then, he couldn't get enough of looking at the other things in Bajin's hand: "There are other things next to it?" ”

"Well, quite a bit." Bajin said while introducing the things he bought one by one: "fish skin peanuts, hair cakes, brown sugar cakes, red dates and horseshoe cakes......"

"The name is elegant, it's called Jinya Zangjiao." Bajin said, and lit up the jujube with glutinous rice in the center of the red jujube.

Then, as if offering a treasure, he took out the last paper bag and said, "This is the most important thing, take a look at Uncle Gui, what is this?" ”

As he spoke, Bajin took out a white spherical thing and handed it to Song Hegui.

Song Hegui took it in his hand and looked at it, pinched it, and sniffed it under his nose.

It's white, soft, and very elastic, and the layer on top of it seems to be glutinous rice flour, and it smells like it's full of glutinous rice flour and the aroma of black sesame seeds.

This......

Song Hegui was suddenly shocked: "Isn't it a tangyuan?" ”

"Uncle Hegui is amazing, I guessed it at once, this is the rice ball." Bajin said with a smile: "This is said to be the best snack that has been sold for a long time in this Meng Ji, and it is a cooked glutinous rice ball that can be eaten with it. ”

Song Hegui put it in his mouth and chewed slowly.

The glutinous rice balls are frozen, with a slightly cool taste, the entrance is very comfortable, and the rice balls are estimated to be steamed rather than cooked, so the glutinous rice cakes are not as soft as the boiled rice balls, bite through the skin of the rice balls, and the fragrant and sweet sesame filling flows out, and the mouth is full of thick sweet fragrance, which makes people full of praise.

"That's pretty good." Song Hegui couldn't help but praise.

"yes." Bajin was naturally very happy to see that his vision was affirmed by Song Hegui: "Looking at the majority of others buying this, it must be delicious, it is really not bad." ”

"Uncle Gui, how are these pastries compared to affordable living?" Bajin said with a smile.

Song Hegui looked at the round rice balls that he picked up again in his hand, and thought for a moment: "In terms of taste, it can be compared with the affordability, but if it is about this novelty......"

I'm afraid it's much stronger than affordable housing.

Although this affordable house is a time-honored brand, this peach crisp is also the name of the palace peach crisp, the taste is good, but I also feel that the fragrance is too much, and now I buy the affordable peach cake, most of them are just a name, and I really want to eat it all the time, I am afraid that there are not many.

Song Hegui's words were never finished, but Bajin also understood the meaning of what he had never said, and couldn't help laughing: "Speaking of which, the pastries here are so delicious, and the face is not big, the shopkeeper is a very kind young couple, and it is estimated that this mind is also very active, according to my opinion, let's not go to eat what hot pot, think about what hot pot restaurant to open, it is better to talk to the shopkeeper of this pastry shop, let's go back and open a pastry shop, it is estimated that it can be sold for a lot of money." ”

"Or, if you don't open a shop, just these pastries, let's buy a recipe, put some pastries in our natural residence, and sell them with our dishes, and it will be done, what do you say to your uncle?"

Before Song Hegui could speak, he kept his eyes closed, and Yan Shixian, who had never spoken, first reached out and gently knocked on Bajin's head, and said, "I'm talking nonsense again." ”

Although it was a reprimand, the tone was very soft, and even slightly doting, just like a father's attitude towards his son.

Bajin touched his head: "Shopkeeper, did you make a noise?" ”

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment like a child who had done something wrong.

"Not really, but I woke up when I smelled the aroma of your food." Yan Shixian sat up slightly straight, and stretched his waist secretly.

"The shopkeeper must be hungry, hurry up and taste these, they are delicious." Eight catties held all these foods in front of Yan Shixian, introduced them to Yan Shixian one by one, and still gave Song Hegui the same thing, and first recommended this fresh meat pot helmet sprayed first.

Yan Shixian took it and began to eat.

Although Yan Shixian never spoke, let alone praised like Song Hegui of Fang Cai, he didn't speak, he didn't say that it was unpalatable, and even raised the corners of his lips slightly when he ate, and he knew that these foods were also in line with Yan Shixian's taste.

So, he mentioned the topic of Fang Cai again: "Shopkeeper, I'm not messing around, if these foods go to our natural home, it is estimated that they can sell very well, we might as well give it a try." ”

Song Hegui stroked his goatee, and also echoed: "What Bajin said is not completely unreasonable, now if we are naturally living in hard dishes, I am afraid that the kitchen will also have more than enough strength and insufficient strength, but you might as well work on these small dishes and food. ”

"That's it, you can do it, it's just ......" Yan Shixian paused slightly.

It's just that he always feels that the hot pot that Song Hegui told him is more attractive, and he always feels that he seems to have met a nobleman, and he has the kind of expectation and that sense of steadfastness that he has never had before.

Hot pot restaurant, he always felt that it was imperative.

That's why he's willing to step back and take a good look.

It's just that Yan Shixian didn't plan to say this to Song Hegui and Bajin, and after a pause, he continued: "It's just that I'm not in a hurry now, let's take my time in the future." ”

Since Yan Shixian said this, he should have listened to it, but now it is estimated that it is not good to start doing these things.

After all, he is the shopkeeper, and he is strategizing, but he can't compare to a running hall.

Eight catties thought like this, and stopped talking.

It was Song Hegui, who stroked his goatee, his eyes were erratic, and finally lifted the curtain, and then went to look at the signboard of Meng Ji, who had retreated away, and remembered it in his heart.

In the end, it is better to be prepared.

Song Hegui thinks so.

The hot pot restaurant is like this, Zhang Luo is almost there, as usual, the dishes and food that should be placed are all put on the table, everything is ready, just waiting for the people of the natural residence to come.

It's just that he waited left and right, and he still couldn't see anyone, which made Fang Huairen feel a little bottomless in his heart, and he ran to the door to look around several times, and finally came back with a little disappointment on his face.

In the end, he even couldn't help pacing back and forth in the front hall on the first floor: "Shouldn't it be, people won't come." ”