Chapter 272: Late
It's the fourth day of opening.
Earlier today, Gao Dian prepared steamed buns, and the steamed buns were not sold.
Steamed buns are also Gaodian's favorite pastries, and they are not much different from steamed buns.
There are a lot of people who come to buy breakfast today, and it is estimated that yesterday's steamed bread tasted delicious, so I came to buy steamed bread again today.
But today they are destined to be disappointed, and there are no steamed buns today.
Steamed buns are okay, many people can accept them, but some people can't, they don't like to eat steamed buns.
Yao Xiaobing pinched the time to start, quickly cleaned up, and rode his bicycle to Dianxin Shop to sell breakfast.
Yesterday's steamed buns made him have an endless aftertaste, and he felt that two were not enough to eat, and he planned to sell three today.
Oh! No!
He still has two more dead friends, that is, he has to sell five today!
He walked into the dianxin shop, it was still so clean, Yao Xiaobing wondered if the boss had a habit of cleanliness, and the store must be kept tidy.
It's a good thing though, he likes clean places.
"Boss, I want five steamed buns." Yao Xiaobing said.
Gao Dian glanced at Yao Xiaobing, this student he had the impression that he came to buy steamed buns yesterday.
"There are no steamed buns today." Gao Dian said.
"Huh? No steamed buns! Yao Xiaobing exclaimed.
"There are steamed buns today, but there are no steamed buns." Gao Dian said, pointed to the small blackboard and said, "Every day's pastry, it will be written on this." ”
When Yao Xiaobing heard this, he fell silent.
He wanted to eat steamed buns yesterday, there are no steamed buns here, only steamed buns, when he tasted this steamed bun and wanted to eat steamed buns, there were only steamed buns again!
Isn't that kidding him?
After a moment of silence, Yao Xiaobing asked, "Boss, is your bun delicious?" ”
"Delicious!" Gao Dian said.
Yao Xiaobing: ......
He felt that he was asking this question stupidly, would anyone still say that what he made was not delicious?
"That'...... Let's have five buns. Yao Xiaobing said.
Between yesterday's steamed buns, Yao Xiaobing decided to trust the boss once.
Brother Gao nodded and quickly sandwiched five buns for him, which were not as big as steamed buns, which were normal sizes.
Yao Xiaobing looked at the five buns, and said, "Boss, let's have two more." ”
Gao Dian answered, and gave Yao Xiaobing two more.
Yao Xiaobing paid to leave, and he rode towards the school.
Pinching the bell to enter the school, Yao Xiaobing ran into the classroom, panting.
Seeing this, the sworn friend said, "My steamed bun is finally here." ”
Yao Xiaobing took out the bag from his arms and said, "Today there are only steamed buns, no steamed buns." ”
The dead friend suddenly collapsed, "But...... I want to eat steamed buns, not steamed buns. ”
"Do you want that? I bought it at the same house. Yao Xiaobing said.
"Yes, the bun is the bun, I'll try it." The dead friend snatched it and said.
Yao Xiaobing sat in his seat, broke open a bun, and prepared to start enjoying.
Suddenly, the fragrance spread, and the fragrance of the buns is much richer than that of the steamed buns.
In this way, many people around smelled the fragrance.
The previous study committee member turned his head and asked, "Yao Xiaobing, what are you eating, it's so fragrant." ”
"Buns." Yao Xiaobing replied.
He took a bite, the bun was thin and thick, full of juice, every bite was a pleasure, and the deliciousness exploded on the tip of his tongue.
Yao Xiaobing was surprised in his heart, the steamed buns were so delicious, they didn't have to be bad at all, and he even thought the steamed buns were more delicious.
"Is it delicious?" The study committee asked.
"It's delicious, it's delicious." Yao Xiaobing nodded and said.
At this time, Yao Xiaobing's sworn friend had already eaten one, and he looked at the two left in his hand, and Yao Xiaobing had four.
"Little soldier, we're good brothers, aren't we?" Dead friend asked.
"Nonsense, it's definitely a good brother." Yao Xiaobing said.
"Then you mix me with a bun, you see I only have two left, and you still have four...... Three and a half! Dead friends said.
"Wait, what did you say?" Yao Xiaobing asked.
"I said, you put a bun on me." Dead friends said.
"No, I mean the last one."
"Are we good brothers?" Dead Friend said.
"It's not!" Yao Xiaobing immediately said.
The face of the dead friend turned dark.
At this time, the study committee member at the table in front of Yao Xiaobing saw this and said, "Where did you buy the buns?" ”
Yao Xiaobing's friend said: "I don't know, Xiaobing brought it to me." ”
Yao Xiaobing said: "It's near my house. ”
The study committee member hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then can you bring it to me tomorrow?" ”
Yao Xiaobing groaned: "It's not that I don't want to, but this boss is a little weird, he sells different things every day, yesterday he sold steamed buns, today he sells steamed buns, I don't know what he will sell tomorrow." ”
The study committee member said: "It's okay, anything else is fine, you can help me bring one, and I will give you money." ”
Yao Xiaobing thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow." ”
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At the Gaodian store, the boy of the couple who came on the first day of opening came to the store to buy two steamed buns.
He saw that today's small blackboard said knife-cut noodles, so he said, "Boss, do you have knife-cut noodles to sell today?" ”
Gao Dian should arrive: "Yes, there is a knife cut noodles today." ”
The boy muttered for a while and said, "Boss, when are you closing here?" ”
"Ninety o'clock in the evening, what's wrong?" Gao Dian asked.
"Nothing." The boy shook his head.
Soon, he quickly left with the bun.
Gao Dian didn't care about anything.
Time passed slowly, and he was waiting for the old lady He to come over.
Today's knife-cut noodles are largely prepared for this Mrs. He.
Although Gao Dian didn't know why she made it so knife-cut noodles, they came for two days in a row.
At noon, Gao Dian sent Wei Qiaoyi food again, and this time he sent knife-cut noodles.
Wei Qiaoyi deliberately stirred the noodles to let the fragrance spread more widely.
But this time, no one cared, and although the noodles were fragrant, not many people were interested.
Wei Qiaoyi is also helpless, she can't pull someone else's collar and pull the past, right?
Gao Dian sent a meal to Wei Qiaoyi, not to attract a few guests from Wei Qiaoyi, his purpose was not so strong.
The purpose of his food delivery is relatively simple, because he has eaten many things from Wei Qiaoyi before, and he can be regarded as inviting him back.
At noon, Mrs. He didn't come over, Gao Dian thought to himself, could it be that she didn't come?
If she doesn't come today, won't he show his knife in vain?
Soon, Gao Dian figured out again, he had done his best to do what he had to do, if Mrs. He didn't come today, it could only mean that there was no fate.
There are more customers today than in the previous three days, and the first three days have been in a state of loss, and today's level of business will probably not be able to return to its original value.
However, the distance to the preservation of the capital is also fast, as long as the sound is better, it can reach the level of return on investment.
Don't look at Gao Dian and Wei Qiaoyi next to each other, but the two have very little time to see each other in a day.
Wei Qiaoyi is very busy, although Gao Dian is not so busy, he will not go out at any time.
Now when he has guests, he greets them, and when he has free time, he ponders the problems of cooking.
He's enjoying it.
Evening.
The boy came again, he hurriedly walked into the store, and said to Gao Dian: "Boss, two portions of knife noodles, pack!" ”
When Gao Dian heard this, he instinctively agreed, and suddenly remembered one more thing.
"Packing...... I'm afraid not. Gao Dian said.
"Why?" The boy was obviously stunned, he didn't understand why he couldn't pack it.
"Mainly because I don't have disposable cutlery here, so I can't pack it." Gao Dian said.
When the boy heard this, he stood and thought for a while, and then said, "Boss, you make it for me first, and I'll buy disposable tableware." ”
Gao Dian thought for a while and said, "Okay, then you should do it as soon as possible." ”
The boy agreed and left in a hurry.
Disposable cutlery is actually very easy to buy, and this kind of thing is not uncommon.
After a while, the boy came back with cutlery.
After a while, Gao Dian came out of the kitchen, saw the disposable tableware in the boy's hand and said, "Give it to me, I don't really recommend packing, because it tastes so good if it's stuffy for too long." ”
The boy shook his head and said, "It's okay boss, you can just pack it for me." ”
When Gao Dian heard this, he didn't persuade him anymore, he took the tableware and went to the back kitchen.
Soon, two portions of packaged knife-shaved noodles were handed to the boy, who paid and left with the noodles.
Gao Dian shook his head and didn't say anything.
At this time, Mrs. He still hasn't come, and Gao Dian thinks that she shouldn't come.
In the first two days, I came in the morning and half a day, but today I haven't come in the evening, so I probably won't come.
Thinking about it, Gao Dian didn't pay attention to these anymore and concentrated on business.
In the evening, the business in the store was not good, there were a few people who ate noodles, and some came to buy steamed buns.
The time is getting later and later, Wei Qiaoyi came to eat a bowl of noodles, today she came early, she was mainly afraid that she would be late and had nothing to eat.
I almost starved her yesterday.
After eating, Wei Qiaoyi didn't stay too long, and left after saying a word to Gao Dian.
There were only three customers left in the store.
Gao Dian's sky had already darkened, and the street lamps stretched the figure very long.
Gao Dian was ready to wait for the three customers in the store to leave, and he closed the store.
Time passed slowly, and after the guests had finished eating, they paid and left.
Soon, the last guest also left.
Gao Dian walked to the door, ready to close.
At this moment, two people came outside, Mrs. He was pushing a wheelchair, and on top of the wheelchair sat an old man with silver hair with a faint smile on his face.
Mrs. He pushed the wheelchair and walked very slowly, but she walked unusually smoothly.
Her hand gripped the handle of the wheelchair tightly.
Gao Dian was stunned, why did Mrs. He come at this time? And brought an old man?
Walking to the door, Mrs. He said, "Boss, are you going to close here?" ”
Gao Dian nodded subconsciously.
Mrs. He said: "Boss, I'm sorry, can you be accommodating and close later?" ”
Gao Dian looked down at the old man in the wheelchair, and he saw that the old man had an indwelling needle on his wrist, his legs covered with a blanket, his eyes sunken, and his cheekbones protruding.
"Yes, you can come in." Gao Dian stepped aside and said.
"Thank you, thank you!" Mrs. He said.
"Boss, I'm in trouble." The old man in a wheelchair also said.
Gao Dian shook his head and said, "You're welcome, open the door to do business, it's also a good thing for me to have customers coming." ”
The two old men didn't say anything, they had lived for so many years, how could they not tell.
There is still some soup base left in the kitchen, and I can make three bowls of knife-cut noodles.
This is also Mrs. He's luck, if the soup base is gone, then he has the heart and he has no strength.
After all, it takes a lot of time to make soup.
There is also some dough left, which is more than enough to make two servings of knife-cut noodles.
Gao Dian was making knife-cut noodles in the kitchen, and Mrs. He was sitting opposite the old man outside.
The hands of the two were clasped tightly, and the old man said, "Thank you for your hard work, you can still find a knife noodles at this time." ”
Mrs. He shook her head and said, "It's out of the way." ”
The old man suddenly smiled and said, "It's also my fault, it's all at this time, and I still want to eat knife-cut noodles." ”
"I want to eat it too, you get better soon, I miss the knife-cut noodles you made." Mrs. He said.
"I ......"
The old man didn't continue, he stared at Mrs. He with a deep gaze.
Mrs. He held the old man's hand tightly, as if she would disappear if she threw it away.
The old man also held Mrs. He's hand tightly, and neither of them spoke, so they held each other tightly.
After a while, a fragrance wafted out of the kitchen, and the old man in a wheelchair sniffed his nose and said, "This boss is very level, just smelling this smell seems to make me go back to the past." ”
Mrs. He nodded, she didn't understand this, she only knew that the person in front of her was very good at making knife noodles, and he said that this boss was very level, so he must be very level.
"It smells so good, and young people are really amazing now." The old man said.
"Hmm." Mrs. He answered softly.
The old man didn't say anything more, he sniffed the smell carefully, and his eyes showed a look of remembrance.
Mrs. He's eyes have always been on him, and she has never left for a moment.
After Gao Dian made the knife cut noodles, he walked out with two bowls.
"Two bowls of knife-cut noodles, please use them slowly." Gao Dian said.
"Thank you." Mrs. He whispered.
Gao Dian shook his head and walked to the side and sat down.
The old man looked at the two bowls of knife-cut noodles and commented: "The noodles are like willow leaves, each one is exactly six inches." This knife work is rare. ”
Gao Dian was on the side, and when he heard this, he not only raised his eyebrows, this old man is an expert, so understandable?
"Let's eat, let's taste the boss's craft." The old man whispered.
"Okay, you eat slowly, be careful of the burn." Mrs. He whispered.
"I know." The old man smiled and responded.
Gao Dian looked at it and felt that the two were very affectionate.
What Gao Dian made today was a compound soup base, and it was also the most complex soup base in Shen Shengsheng's recipe he got.
To be honest, he hasn't fully mastered this soup base yet, and he made it when he was in the game, but now it's not a trick.
He has already mastered it, but he is still far from being fully mastered.
This soup base is very difficult, even if it is the same ingredient, changing the origin, it will have an impact, and it must be adjusted.
And the adjustment is to affect the whole body.
In such a short period of time, being able to preliminarily master it is also Gao Dian's talent.
The old man picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth.