"After all, it's just a roadside stall, how much can it sell for in a day?" Zhang Fugui said.

"I don't like this business." Gu Jiaoyu snorted coldly, "As far as your small wine shop business, you still can't look down on this or that?" ”

"Those who don't know still think that you are a literati of Qinggao, but who knows that it turned out to be a blind martial artist."

Zhang Fugui was anxious, "Old man Gu, you are almost a mother, don't think that Lao Tzu calls you Gu Jiao, you are really riding on Lao Tzu's head." ”

"Roadside stalls have the way of living roadside stalls, wine shops have the business of wine shops, and well water does not interfere with river water, is it difficult to follow what business you see?"

"I didn't let you steal people's business, do you understand cooperation?" Gu Jiaoyu shook his head helplessly, "When you came back from the Northern Battlefield, was your brain broken by the pig demon?" ”

", what qualifications does a half-scrap literati have to say that I ......"

The two talked as they walked, and soon left the street.

……

Two days later,

Malatang's business has gradually had the trend of rock sugar gourds, and crowded places have gradually begun to have similar flatbed carts, and the ingredients in them are almost the same.

"Is it the spicy tang of Wang Fu Ji?"

"Try it, people outside say this Malatang is delicious."

Many people saw similar flatbed cars and boilers, so they gathered up, but after tasting a little, they frowned.

"You don't taste good, why do you still smell of bitter scum."

"What's cheap? What's the use of being cheap for half a penny? I have this money, so I might as well go to Dongyangmen to eat Wangfu Ji. ”

The more spicy hot people sell on the streets and alleys, the more they believe in the spicy tang of Sanyangmen Wangfu Ji.

Only that one has the most authentic taste.

After two days of fermentation, Xiaolan and Xiaofang were pleasantly surprised to find that Malatang's business was not only not affected, but became even more popular.

"It has to be at your house, what are those spicy hot things outside? What's the use of just cooking? ”

A man ate a full bowl and praised with satisfaction,

"It's just that the distance is too far, if you want to eat, you have to run a few steps, when will you go to Dongfang and set up a stall? There are also quite a few people there. ”

Xiaolan smiled reservedly, "Thank you for your love." ”

"Boss, give me two skewers of pork belly and then skewers of dough." A middle-aged man with a mustache sat on a small bench and shouted.

Xiaolan skillfully loaded the bowl, and Xiaofang brought it over.

The man ate quickly, and finally slowly drank the soup in the bowl and smacked his lips, "Two more sides." ”

After eating the noodles, he began to drink the soup in small sips, and finally paid the money and strode away.

The eight-character beard bent left and right, came to a small restaurant, and hurriedly broke into the back kitchen of the small restaurant, but no one stopped him.

"Chili pepper...... Ginger...... Aniseed...... Goji berry ......"

The mustache silently recited the ingredients one by one, squinting slightly, and the further back he went, the slower he became.

There are a lot of spices in the back kitchen of the small restaurant, and they can basically be matched.

But in the end, the mustache's brows furrowed tightly, "No, this taste is a little worse." ”

"What's wrong with Da Liu? Didn't you say to try that spicy tang? ”

A fat man in a white shirt came in the back kitchen, and when he saw the mustache, he walked over.

"I've eaten it, but it doesn't taste right." Bazihu shook his head and sighed.

"Doesn't taste right?" The fat man said suspiciously, "Could it be that those two women still dare to deceive?" ”

"No, I don't deserve the taste of that soup." Pour the ingredients into the pot and stir-fry slowly.

"According to what I am now allotted, it shouldn't be as good as that Wangfu Ji."

The fat man was shocked when he heard this, "No...... No way? You're the best cook we've ever had. ”

"Except for those big restaurants, there shouldn't be a few that can compare to you, right?"

"You know a hammer, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people who understand it?" The mustache poured water, smelled the smell, shook his head slightly, and then added new spices to it from time to time.

"Fatty, bring me a bowl of broth."

When the fat man heard this, he hurriedly scooped a bowl of broth and handed it over.

Looking at the tumbling seasoning, the mustache waited for a while and tasted it gently,

"It's seventy percent of the taste."

The fat man also tasted it, "The taste is not bad, but I always feel that something is missing." ”

"Is there not enough dashi?"

"Probably not." The mustache sprinkled a few bay leaves into the pot again, as if muttering to himself, "It smells fragrant and spicy, but it just feels like something is missing." ”

"What's missing? Inadequate...... Fresh? Yes, not fresh enough. ”

The fat man is like a fat cat that has been stepped on by the tail, "Not fresh enough? Isn't that enough for you to add broth? ”

"Let's go, let's go eat another bowl and come back and see what else can be changed." Bazihu took the lead and walked out, "I have a hunch that if we can match the taste of the soup, the business of our small shop will definitely be much better." ”

The two came to the Wong Fu Kee stall and lined up again.

"Who do you see that?" The fat man poked the mustache that was still thinking.

Bazihu raised his head and looked over, "Isn't this Boss Lin of the Lin family's restaurant?" ”

"More than that? Look at Boss Lin in front. The fat man squeezed his eyebrows and said.

"Boss Zhang of Zhang Ji Liquor Store?" Bazihu snorted lightly, "Isn't it time to be busy, how did these two get here?" ”

"What do you say? I guess it's the same as us. The fat man said in a low voice, "This spicy tang is not as good as the previous rock sugar gourd." ”

"I calculated an account yesterday, a dinner market, just such a small stall, can sell more than one or two silver."

"If it is placed in a small restaurant or wine store, this business is estimated to increase at least several times."

"The key is that with the soup base, the taste of many dishes can be improved, and maybe it can become the next big restaurant, don't we also have this idea?"

The mustache nodded and said no more.

At this time, a greeting came from behind him, "Da Liu? Didn't you just eat it? ”

Bazi Hu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and subconsciously asked, "Old Chen?" How do you know I've just eaten? ”

Lao Chen, who asked, stopped talking, and then held his fist and arched his hand at the mustache and the fat man, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Yes, it's another master who came to steal from school.

The fat man and the mustache waited for half an hour, but they heard Xiaolan's crisp voice,

"I'm sorry, today's Malatang has been sold out, please come back tomorrow."

"Well, why is it sold out again? Didn't you say to prepare more? ”

"That's right, I came here from Nanfang on purpose."

Several people complained.

Bazihu hurriedly took a few steps forward and stopped Xiaolan, "This girl, can I buy a bowl of soup base?" ”

"I'll give you the money."

Xiaolan was startled, and then hurriedly waved her hand, "I'm really sorry, there is a fixed amount of soup base every day, and I don't have it here." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the pot, looked inside, and hurriedly said, "I see that there is still a little bit at the bottom of this pot, can you serve it to me?" ”

It was the first time Xiao Lan had seen this kind of guest, so she could only ask Xiao Fang to bring another bowl and put up the remaining half spoon of soup base.

"I also bought this bowl together." Bazihu took the bowl, carefully let the fat man hold it, and then took out twenty cents and hurried away.

Xiaolan and Xiaofang were caught off guard, and before they could say anything, they saw that strange person leaving.

"There are really a lot of weirdos today, especially this one is the weirdest." Xiao Fang was amazed.

The two cleaned up their stalls and were about to leave, when they were stopped by another person.

"Two girls, I'm Zhang Fugui from Zhang Ji Restaurant, I wonder if I can discuss something?"