Cracking sound~

Early in the morning, there was a burst of firecrackers on Yongfu Street.

"Isn't this Lao Liutou's shop? When was it dispensed out? ”

"Oh, you don't know yet, old Liu Tou followed his son to enjoy happiness. This shop doesn't sell grain now, it seems to be selling, what kind of fried chicken and braised vegetables are sold! The man scratched his ears and cheeks and thought about it for a long time.

"Then I'll have to try it."

Conversations like this are still going on, and the artist's shop has not yet opened, and the door is full of people.

It was noon, and the auspicious time had arrived. Daddy Fang stood outside the shop and began his opening speech.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, I am Fang Youwei from Daxi Village. Today, our shop opened, thanks to all of you. Without further ado, now I announce that Fangjia Snacks is officially open! ”

Crackling~, another burst of firecrackers exploded happily. The bright red silk was removed, revealing the wooden plaque inside. I saw that it was written: Fangjia snacks, four big characters. Its word gold hook and iron stroke, its own style and bones.

This is the word that Zhihua looked for Jingcheng to mention for the snack bar. In order to make Jingcheng willing to write, Zhihua also acted as a tour guide to take Jingcheng to the village for a turn.

The people outside the door had long been unable to resist their curiosity, and now when they heard that it was open, they all poured in.

This shop is different from other food shops. There are two counters in the shop, one side is frying things in a frying pan, and the other side is only a few large plates.

Everyone's curiosity was not satisfied, but even more vigorous.

Just when everyone was confused, I saw an eleven or two-year-old girl come out with a ten-year-old girl in her hand.

"Zhihua has seen all the fathers and villagers. Everyone is welcome to come into the store, and if you don't understand anything, you can ask questions now. With a decent smile on his face, Zhihua's voice was soft.

"Little girl, tell us what you sell in your store? Why do you still have an oil pot in the store? ”

"This uncle is a good question, this is what I want to say to everyone." Zhihua nodded at the uncle who asked the question, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the counter selling fried chicken: "This is our fried chicken* counter." If you want to buy fried chicken, you can go to this counter and buy it. Brother Fang Wen, fry a chicken and let the old folks taste it. ”

"Okay!"

Fang Wen shouted, and quickly put the prepared chicken pieces into the pot and fried them.

After a while, the golden fried chicken was out of the pot. The special aroma of fried food fills the room.

"Eating our fried chicken, that's very particular." Zhihua held a plate of fried chicken and sold it.

"Hey, what's the point here?" It was the uncle just now who spoke first.

"Look, this is a hawthorn sauce made by farmers at home, and it is absolutely delicious and healthy. Our sauces are available in two types: sweetened and unsweetened. If you like sour, eat plain, and if you don't like sweetened, eat sweet. Of course, the one with sugar costs two pennies. If you don't add sugar, you can only pay a penny. Zhihua finished what he wanted to say in one breath, and then let the Fang brothers bring out the fried chicken.

Naturally, it was another lot of looting.

"Delicious, delicious!"

"Well, it's good."

"Wow, it's so crispy!"

Sounds like this don't depend on the ear. At this time, everyone is busy gnawing bones and eating chicken.

"The crust is crispy and the inside is creamy. It's delicious, it's delicious! ”

An old man in a long robe touched his goatee and kept praising it.

"Sister, why does this old gentleman look so much like Daddy's private school?" Zhihua looked at it carefully for a long time, but didn't dare to admit it.

"Huh? The old gentleman really looked like a reader. In this way, you stay here and I'll sneak outside to call Daddy back. Zhiqin thought about it for a while, and felt that it was safest to get Daddy Fang back.

Zhiqin secretly bypassed the crowd to find Daddy Fang outside, and Zhihua saw that everyone had almost eaten, so he continued.

"Seeing that everyone is quite happy to eat, then I will introduce you to what the other counter is for."

Seeing that everyone was starting to pay attention to her, Zhihua turned to another counter.

"This counter in our house is specially used to sell braised vegetables. Oh, it's the dish on the plate. ”

"These dishes look dark, can you eat them?" Everyone looked at the color of the pickled vegetables and was a little uneasy.

Zhihua heard this and said nothing. I directly used chopsticks to pick up some braised vegetables and ate them myself. Well, not bad! It's just that the salt is a little light, and sure enough, I haven't done it for too long.

"Is it delicious?" When everyone saw the expression of enjoyment on their faces, their hearts were as if they were being scratched by monkeys.

"Whether it's delicious or not, I don't care if I say it, it's only right for you to taste it yourself."

Zhihua took the chopsticks and picked up some dishes from each large plate, and handed another handful of chopsticks to everyone.

Naturally, there was another rush next.

"Hey, don't squeeze! Leave some for my old man! ”

"Mr. Liao, you can't eat more than three bites. It's time for us to try it. ”

When the old gentleman heard this, he didn't grab it, and looked at the dish pitifully with chopsticks.

Zhihua saw the old gentleman's appearance and only thought it was funny.

"The apprentice's granddaughter has seen Mr. Liao."

"Oh, you're a talented girl! Sure enough, not bad! ”

Mr. Liao took advantage of the painting to salute and secretly stuffed the chopsticks in his hand back on the table. Only then did he take up the image of a worldly master with a fairy wind and bones.

I don't know how the painting will not see it, but it is so cute to look at him as an old naughty boy. For the sake of her husband's face, it's better not to break it for her good granddaughter.

Zhihua talked to Mr. Liao for a while, and Father Fang came.

"The students have a good way to meet Mr. I don't know if Mr. is here in person, but I can't greet him, so please don't blame Mr. ”

"Okay, you opened the store today, and I happened to be passing by here, so I'll come in and have a look. It's really good. Hurry up and greet the guests. I'll go first. ”

Mr. Liao turned around and went out the door, and Father Fang couldn't stay, so he had to follow behind Mr. and send Mr. off.

"Sir, stay here." Mr. Zhihua was almost out of the store, so he hurriedly called out.

"Oh, what's the matter with the little girl calling me?" Mr. Liao was not annoyed, and his smile was cute.

Zhihua carried a packaged oil-paper bag in his hand and handed it to Father Fang, "The store is open today, and there is nothing to give to Mr. This is a little bit of his own braised vegetables, Mr. can eat it. Daddy, you carry the braised vegetables and send Mr. back. ”

Mr. Liao didn't say anything, just glanced at Zhihua when he was about to leave the store.

"Youwei, I'm afraid that your daughter won't be able to stay in this Xingzhou Mansion in the future!"

The noisy voices drowned out the sighing words, who can say what will happen in the future!