After he left, Uncle Yu said to Aunt Yu: "Look at the joy of people, doing business is kind, don't worry about buying his things." is not like Wang Mazi opposite, who is stingy to death. ”

As he was talking, he suddenly saw Wang Mazi on the opposite side laughing and talking to Laixi, Laixi handed him the casserole, he happily brought it in, and suddenly shouted angrily: "This Wang Mazi is the most shallow-eyed, he wants chicken with Laixi."

Aunt Yu also saw it, gave him a blank look and said, "Just allow you to eat the chicken that you came to send, and people can't eat it."

Shopkeeper Yu glared and said, "That's the same, I will often come to Xi Na to buy chickens in the future." Hey, you expect him to come and buy chickens and wait for the sun to come out of the west."

Aunt Yu burst out laughing.

Lai Xi also had a headache even though he saw Wang Mazi - this is a famous iron rooster, and he likes to be cheap, and this chicken is given away for free, but Wang Mazi opened his mouth to ask him, and he couldn't send one or not one, so he had to give him half a chicken, and he still smiled and said a set of words.

I ran a few more, and every time I arrived, as long as someone asked, Laixi would tell people in detail how the chicken was made, so that people would do it themselves if they were free and not annoying, and if they were afraid of trouble, they would go to him to buy it.

Heipi finally couldn't stand it anymore, and after coming out of a shop, he asked angrily: "Laixi shopkeeper, how can you tell people like this, isn't this a pit for the young grandmother, if everyone will do it, what kind of money does the young grandmother make?"

Laixi stopped and asked with a smile: "Even if I don't tell people, people won't be able to see what the chicken is doing as soon as it is opened, what I said is just what people can see."

Blackskin was speechless.

He thought for a moment and said, "Then you can't be so detailed. They can't do it well just by looking at it, but if you talk about it in detail, you will understand."

Lai Xi smiled and asked: "The daughter-in-law of the family cooks, cooks twice a day, and does it all in a year, so stir-frying and cooking rice are not a secret." According to what you say, don't all of them become chefs, why are some people cooking so unpalatable, and there are many people whose skills can only be regarded as ordinary, and there are only a few people with excellent skills. Why is that?"

The black skin twisted his eyebrows, and he couldn't speak after thinking for a while.

Usual. He thought that his mother and grandmother were the most delicious to cook, but after Dr. Yun lived in his house for a few days, he realized that green vegetables and eggplants could also be cooked with other flavors; Later, I ate the meal cooked by the young grandmother, which is another taste, and it is also incomparable to his mother.

But. Now his mother's cooking skills have also grown a lot, and even grape cooking is also good.

Lai Xi saw that he didn't speak, so he said: "This chicken's practice, I don't say that people can see it, I said it all, people are not unusual." But it's one thing to know, and it's another thing to do it or not. You can easily make it taste good."

After saying that, he turned around and left. I picked a few familiar ones and sent half a chicken, and repeatedly apologized that there were many people who sent them. He only had half a chicken per family, and he didn't have that many chickens.

Heipi saw that he added some words to the shopkeeper Yu, or subtracted some words, and told people one by one, and the people who received the roast chicken all smiled, and many people immediately said that Ming'er wanted to buy a chicken, and he felt much better.

In the end, when he saw that there were only two in the basket, he stopped sending them to the shop. With the black skin, he went straight to Qinghui Restaurant.

He gave a whole one to the golden shopkeeper, said the same set of previous words, and said: "Isn't it easy for the golden shopkeeper to talk to the kitchen master, and he can make it." The shopkeeper will help me spread the word in the restaurant, and those customers will not go to the restaurant to eat, he may go to me to buy one and a half. ”

He said so. The golden shopkeeper was embarrassed to get up, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult." Go back and let people go to the restaurant in Qinghui County to do this. Come to Xi, I see that you are not expensive, and the Qinghui Restaurant in Xiatangji will buy this roast from you in the future. As long as the guests want to eat, I will let Xiao Er go to you to buy, buy it and then sell it at the price of the restaurant, and I will save you trouble. ”

Lai Xi smiled and said, "Then I'll thank the shopkeeper first." This chicken is called 'Lotus Leaf Chicken'. At present, the lotus leaf is only on the market, and I don't dare to pinch it, so I use kudzu vine leaves instead, which has the same fragrance. The shopkeeper thought, if you really use lotus leaves, the taste is different. Besides, people say that lotus leaves 'come out of the mud without staining, that ...... Out of the clear water but not demons', this thing is very elegant, and it is not comparable to braised chicken. ”

The gold shopkeeper didn't know much about that, and he didn't feel inappropriate when he heard this, so he nodded again and again, and asked him to send five to test sell tomorrow.

Laixi was very happy, and in this place, he peeled off the remaining chicken, tore it into strips, filled a casserole, covered it, and then resigned from the golden shopkeeper, and walked around the street with the black skin, and when he saw the shop, he went in, and asked the shopkeeper to taste the chicken.

The shopkeepers of these shops all knew him, but they were not that familiar, so they didn't give it away, but they let people taste it, and told people that his shop started from Ming'er and wanted to sell this 'lotus leaf chicken', which was very affordable, and he wanted to buy it if he wanted to eat it.

Surprisingly, the effect of this tasting is better than giving half one. After tasting it, they all stared at the rest of the pot greedily, and said embarrassedly: "It's all delivered, and the rest of these still have to be tasted by others." Ming'er went to my grocery store and let my uncle taste it again. ”

The uncle smiled and said: "Ming'er, I went to buy it directly, who still tastes Shopkeeper Yang, this mushroom is better than that chicken, and the bamboo shoots taste good."

Lai Xi raised his eyebrows and said: "Then it is necessary to say that these two things are fresh, wrapped in the belly of the chicken and simmered overnight, the whole body is stained with the umami of the chicken, and its own umami is also passed on to the chicken.

The people in the shop burst into laughter.

Some people say that he has eaten a roast chicken that tastes better.

Lai Xi glared at him and said, "That can be compared to braised chicken, roast chicken, and braised chicken, who can't do it, but I tell you, those things are often not good to eat." If you don't believe me, go to the infirmary and ask Dr. Qin. This roast chicken is stewed over the fire, and there are no messy things added, which is the most replenishing, and it is comfortable to eat; Everything that is baked, although it tastes good, is easy to dry and get hot when eaten; Braised chicken has too many spices added and loses its original taste. You see, I didn't put the ingredients on the side of this chicken, so I put ginger and two chili peppers, otherwise it would have tasted so fresh."

The uncle smiled and said, "It's fresh, the braised chicken and roast chicken taste good, but it's not so fresh."

Lai Xi said: "This seasoning can't be put indiscriminately, it's not that the stronger the taste, the better the thing, don't believe you go and ask Doctor Qin."

In his mouth, Dr. Qin seemed to have become the consultant of the "Lotus Leaf Chicken".

In the midst of the noise, before he had walked a little way, the chicken was tasted.

Some acquaintances complained: "Okay, you are happy, you gave so many to people, and you didn't send some for me to taste"

Laixi hurriedly said, today is the first day of opening, I didn't calculate it well, I only took eight chickens, and I will definitely make up for him tomorrow.

Rushing all the way back, several families have been promised that Ming'er will send chickens to them.

"Young grandma, look, everyone said that they came to buy it, and the shopkeeper who came to Xi said that he wanted to send it, and asked Ming'er to send thirty chickens, and he wanted to use ten to give it away. Isn't this a loser, even if he shares the chicken with the young grandmother, it will cost a lot of money. "The black skin is very dissatisfied with the chrysanthemum.

Chrysanthemum smiled and said to him: "Heipi, this money can't be saved, you will know in a few days." Ming'er wants to send thirty chickens over, you hurry up and kill the chickens with your mother, otherwise it will be too late; Grapes, you go and boil water. ”

She is very satisfied, Laixi has been doing business for a few years, much more powerful than her, and acting decisively, compared to the cleverness of previous years, now he has a farther vision.

So, Aunt Liu and Heipi were busy, and the chickens in the yard were screaming.

He came out of the back garden, listened to Heipi talk about the things on the set, and was distressed and happy, and also rolled up his sleeves to help scald the chicken hair, while muttering that he was too loser, and Chrysanthemum began to cook.

When Zhang Dazhuan and his son came back, thirty chickens were buried again, but the cauldron could not fit it, and a temporary pit was dug in the yard, the ashes were poured into it, and fifteen chickens were buried in the past.

"Chrysanthemum, this fire is not enough, the chickens outside will add fire later, boil water and take a bath after eating, and there will be a fire." Ho said to the chrysanthemum.

There are too many chickens, and it is not enough to shovel the ashes from the stove, and it is not cost-effective to burn additional firewood.

Chrysanthemum said to her: "Mother, let Brother Huaizi use the winter brazier to shovel some from my mother, isn't it more troublesome to wait for the boiling water to save a lot of ashes, and then add it, otherwise, the chicken is not cooked, but it will be troublesome."

Huaizi heard it, and hurriedly put the chestnut down, and Zhang Luo went to do it.

He made two trips in succession, carrying two large pots of hot ashes, one under the pad and the other on top of the chicken, before filling the hole outside.

Chrysanthemum's sister-in-law and father and mother all came over to see the excitement.

Yang was very happy to see that Chrysanthemum was making business again, and said to Heipi: "In the future, if the fire is not enough, shovel it from my house." Huaizi, you should buy another cauldron and come back. ”

Huaizi agreed, laughing with Aoki.

Aoki couldn't help but laugh when he heard Heipi say it again about the situation of Laixi sending chickens at the set, "Heipi, Laixi is also planning for the future." ”

Zheng Changhe grinned and said, "Come and be happy...... That baby can't suffer a loss when she does things. Little Black Skin, you have to learn from him. ”

Heipi muttered: "What to learn to learn from a loser"

"Hahaha......" everyone laughed.

Huaizi saw that Heipi was still uncomfortable sending chicken for Laixi, and knew that he had been used to it since he was a child, so he patiently explained to him: "Heipi, this roast chicken is not a rare thing. Ordinary people are afraid of trouble, so of course they won't bother to do it themselves. If those shops that sell braised chicken and roast chicken also do this, you won't be able to do it with your young grandmother, and we can only rely on popularity and taste. He is not a free gift for giving chickens to others, and people can take care of his business in the future. ”

Heipi remembered that Uncle Yu and the shopkeeper Jin, and said that he would never like to buy chickens in the future, so he was silent.