When I rushed to Xiaoshan Wenwu School with the dining car, it was already dawn, there was no heavy industry in Dingwu City, and when I looked up, I could see the blue sky and white clouds, the blue ones were like silk, the white ones were like prints, and there was a hole in the middle, and thousands of rays of light were sprinkled out from the inside.

"Master Jiang, the weather is really good today, this canopy is in vain, the weather forecast of Jizhou Terrace, the same as my old man's body, is not as good as a year."

There was an imperceptible loneliness in Master Tang's tone, he was born in the 37th year of the New Spirit Calendar, and it is said that at that time, the world-wide chaos had not yet ended, and civilian technology was still generally maintained at the level of the first year of the New Spirit Era.

What would it be like to see the city life at that time, and then watch the standard of living regress with the passage of time? Jiang Mubai couldn't imagine it.

"Well, the weather is nice, which is a good sign." Jiang Mubai replied and began to search for a suitable location for the stall.

"Master Jiang, where do you see the car for us?" Master Tang pointed to a clearing farthest away from the school gate, "There's no one there, why don't you put it there?" ”

Jiang Mubai did not object, and after setting up the food truck and erecting the signboard, he said to Master Tang: "I have inquired, the street outside the school gate belongs to a public area, as long as it is cleaned, the school will not drive people, and the patrol police will not care when they pass by." Except for the occasional municipal sanitation department, which sends someone to check, no one else cares, in other words, the location here is on a first-come, first-served basis, and the choice is arbitrary. We're late today, so we'll be early tomorrow and pick a good spot. ”

Master Tang said yes repeatedly, and when he saw the signboard printed "Grandpa Tang's Breakfast Shop", he was stunned for a while, and then stopped.

In the past, the name of the Internet celebrity store on the bad street is unique today, and the sign reads "fried noodles", "chicken soup chaos", "crockpot soup" and "flowering brown sugar steamed buns" that people have never heard of, which soon attracted a few attentions.

Two or three minutes later, a man in his mid-thirties with the smell of fish on his body walked over with a fat boy with round cheeks.

The man's face was not very good, and his mouth was mumbled, and it seemed that he was not interested in these unheard foods, but his son wanted to taste something new.

After approaching the dining car, the man let go of the boy's hand, bent down to take out the money bag from the galoshe, and said, "That soup, crockpot soup, how much?" Bring me a bowl. ”

"Seaweed meatloaf, egg meatloaf, and tea tree mushroom meatloaf are all ten, peanut pork ribs, and whitebait pork ribs are fifteen, which one do you want?" Master Tang quoted a price that he had memorized for a long time, and the common language of the second domain was Chinese, and the vast majority of the people were Chinese, so he used the names such as "yuan" and "block" for Renlian currency.

"So expensive?" The man suddenly stopped taking out the money, he glared at the sign on the food truck, and asked, "Ten yuan for a bowl of soup?" Fools only drink it, right? ”

Master Tang has a good temper, and he smiled and didn't bother with him.

Jiang Mubai looked down at the boy who was sucking his fingers greedily and asked, "Do you like seaweed, eggs, or tea tree mushrooms?" ”

Without thinking, the boy replied, "Eggs!" ”

"yes, okay." Jiang Mubai lifted the lid and took out a clay pot with pliers.

Dingwu City could not find a soup stove for simmering clay pot soup, so it could only use the ancient method to bury the clay pot filled with water ingredients and condiments into the ash furnace where the dark fire was not extinguished and sealed with soil, and then dig it out and put it into the stove of the dining car to keep warm.

The crockpot soup simmered in this way is more fragrant than the crockpot soup made by the electric stove, which can be called a must-have of Gan cuisine, and there are gourmets who write poems for it: the folk simmering soup has been for thousands of years, and guests from all over the world often stay. A thousand years of rare freshness can be collected, and this soup will not be changed.

At this moment, Jiang Mubai peeled off the tin foil covering the mouth of the can, and suddenly the fragrance overflowed, making people salivate.

"There is a reason why it is expensive, this bowl of soup, you try it? If I think it's delicious, I pay for it, and if I think it's not delicious, I pour it out and don't charge for it. Jiang Mubai put the spoon into the crockpot, then put the crockpot on the insulated tray, and then confidently handed it to the first customer.

The man hesitated for a moment, unable to refuse the strange smell of the spleen, he picked up the money bag, took the tray, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew a few sips, and sucked it into his mouth.

"Whew-"

The man's eyes lit up, and he scooped another spoonful of meatloaf and put it in his mouth along with the soup and meat.

"Whew-"

When he put the spoon into the crockpot again, Jiang Mubai pressed the tray and asked with a smile, "How is it?" ”

"Incense! This soup is so delicious! The man smiled, feeling a little embarrassed, and quickly put down the tray and took out a ten-dollar coin.

"Dad!" The boy shouted anxiously.

"Oooh! Boss, one more bowl. The man gave another ten yuan, and he didn't even care about his son, he picked up the crockpot one bite after another, and his expression was so intoxicated that Jiang Mubai mistakenly thought that this was the trust invited by Master Tang.

The father and son gave "Grandpa Tang's Breakfast Shop" an excellent promotion, which soon attracted more parents of students, and it didn't take long for dozens of cans of soup in the dining car to be snapped up, making Chef Tang smile from ear to ear.

Surprisingly, staples such as chicken soup chaos, flowering steamed buns, and fried noodles were not as popular as Jiang Mubai thought, and by the time the reading began at half past seven o'clock, most of the chaos, steamed buns, and noodles prepared in advance were left.

Seeing that the front of the school gate was gradually deserted, Jiang Mubai estimated that it was almost time to close the stall, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Master Tang say in a low voice in his ear: "Little Master Jiang, more than eight hundred!" We sold more than 800 in just over an hour! ”

Master Tang is old, even if he is not an old man, he also understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, although he is very happy in his heart, he does not dare to say it out loud.

More than 800 ......

After deducting the cost, the two of them split it in half, and it was not much.

Jiang Mubai was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he didn't want to spoil Master Tang's mood, so he nodded and smiled: "Let's prepare more tomorrow, come early, and earn more." I told you, we will definitely make money for breakfast, but it's hard work. ”

"No hard work, no hard work, Master Jiang, you, I...... Thank you, thank you! Master Tang seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end, there was only a simple word of thanks.

Hearing the old man in his sixties bowing his posture and sincerely thanking him, Jiang Mubai hurriedly shook his head: "Master Tang, it's just a matter of helping each other." Oh, let's close the stall today, shall we? It's time for me to go to Jueikan. ”

Jiang Mubai will go to the Juying Pavilion to stay if he has nothing to do, although the probability of waiting for business to come to the door is very low, but he can be familiar with other target masters and Juying Pavilion disciples. Developing interpersonal relationships is a necessary process to integrate into the environment, and he has too many questions to answer, such as who is Ying Yuan who left the "Tianyuan Sword Codex", such as the identity of his old friends, and why did the protracted Third World War start after the revival of the aura and how it ended. Instead of blindly searching for answers to these questions, it is better to deepen your understanding through the people around you first, and then narrow down the scope before going to the library.

As soon as he took off the signboard on the dining car, Jiang Mubai saw a group of angry teenagers coming around.

This group of young people didn't look like students from basic schools, Jiang Mubai guessed their intentions as soon as his mind turned.

The tall man in the lead glanced at Jiang Mubai, turned his head to the soup master, and said with a grin: "Boss, business is prosperous, Wishing you prosperity." ”

Master Tang may not have dealt with this kind of person, and looked at Jiang Mubai suspiciously.

Jiang Mubai smiled slightly and translated for Master Tang: "They want to collect protection money. ”

"Oh!" Master Tang suddenly said, "Doesn't it mean that no one takes care of this place?" ”

"Who says no one cares!"

Behind the tall man, a skinny monkey-like boy stomped his feet to the ground and pulled out a solid iron rod from the rolled newspaper in a tube.

"This land, Brother Goofy! Acquaintances hurry up and pay the money, and I don't ask you more, two hundred a week, to ensure that your business is prosperous! ”

This childish announcement like reciting the lines of the old boy successfully made Jiang Mubai laugh, and he was about to speak back when he heard a greeting from a distance.

"Uncle Tang! Little ginger! ”

Turning his head, he was greeted by Liu Longhu, Shi Guangwen was standing beside him, followed by the disciples of the Juying Pavilion and the resident target master.

Twenty or thirty people in white and gray came this way.