Chapter 7 The Great Victory

The beginning is the climax!

As the saying goes, "people make people silent, and goods call people to come by nodding!" ”

There were originally a few vendors selling snacks in the night market, but the varieties they operated were nothing more than buns, wontons, tea eggs and the like, and these vendors surrounded the intersection of Qianjiakou and quietly occupied a corner.

And when Yao Yuan and his tricycle stopped at the corner of the street, set up a stall, and put a large pot of stewed meat on the honeycomb coal stove, centered on the Qianjiakou intersection, the surrounding atmosphere gradually became a little different.

Xie Zhenhua has lived in a bungalow since he was a child, and he is a veteran of lighting a honeycomb coal stove, and the honeycomb coal in the stove has already burned red after the wind agitation of the stove on the tricycle all the way.

With the blessing of strong firepower, the stew in the cauldron was quickly heated and boiled again, and as the thick soup in the pot boiled, a unique aroma from the pig's intestine mixed with spices began to spread on the street.

At this time, the people who wander the streets, one counts as one, and they must all have an empty stomach and have not eaten dinner.

When you are hungry, you have no resistance to this thick meat flavor!

There is no need to shout at all, and the hungry diners will come straight to the door when they smell the taste.

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Jiao San has been selling clothes in Qianjiakou for half a year, and he can be regarded as earning some money in this half year, but although he has some money in his pocket, he can only fool around at dinner every day, and he has never eaten well.

Every afternoon, after picking up the goods from the zoo on a board car, I came directly to Qianjiakou and began to set up a stall to sell goods.

Today, after hanging up and sorting out the clothes on the stall, I suddenly smelled the smell of meat, and the gluttonous smell had nowhere to hide, and it went straight to my nose.

The already hungry stomach purred disobediently, and the hunger could no longer be suppressed.

With his hands behind his back and pacing, Jiao San followed the taste and walked towards the big pot of stew.

"You two mallets, you can eat stewed and boiled food faster than anyone else, and your hands are stupider than pig's trotters when you do a job!" Yao Yuan counted the two pieces of ingredients in his mouth, and at the same time quickly put all kinds of spices on the tricycle, and at the same time poured chopped green onion and coriander from the plastic bag into two large bowls.

Jiao San put his hands behind his back and circled around the big pot of stew: "Brother, what are you selling?" Is it boiled and burned? ”

Yao Yuan replied without raising his head: "Yo, you are quite knowledgeable, the authentic century-old stewed boiled will reappear in the rivers and lakes today!" Two pieces and one bowls, plus one fire and two cents! ”

Jiao San sniffled and hesitated there: "This thing is a pig's intestine?" ”

Yao Yuan looked up at the guy in jeans and a flower shirt in front of him: "Dude, are you from Pingcheng?" What else can you not know about the boiled fire? Why don't you have a bowl of it? ”

Looking back at his clothing stall, the sun had not yet set at this time, and there were still very few people buying clothes, so he simply sat down on the stool in front of the tricycle: "What, man, you bring me a bowl, I want to add two fires!" ”

Yao Yuan responded happily: "Okay, you can do it!" ”

This casual boiled stall opened casually!

First, take out a pot with just the right heat to boil, chop it into small pieces of centimeters square, stack it into the bottom of the bowl, and then regardless of the hot heat, the fried tofu, lungs and large intestine are also cut into small pieces, stacked into the bowl casually, and then poured hot soup on top.

"What, chopped green onions and coriander are put on your own, and there is garlic juice, soy tofu, leek flowers, chili oil and vinegar on the table, and you can look at the mix yourself." Yao Yuan sent a bowl of cut stew to Jiao San, and pointed to the bottles and cans on the board car to introduce.

Jiao San seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face was suspicious: "I said, are your intestines clean?" ”

Xie Zhenhua couldn't help but stubble on the side: "I said what's the matter with you, can you clean up the food?!" We still eat it ourselves! ”

Jiao San finally nodded convincingly, picked up a piece of large intestine and put it in his mouth, and after tasting it carefully, he was shocked: "I rely on, I rely on it!" Brother, you are good at your craft! ”

Hurriedly sent two more mouthfuls to his mouth, smacked his mouth, felt that something was missing, looked up and looked back, and then suddenly stood up and shouted at the stall in the distance: "Brother Long!" Brother Long! I'm here! Did you bring any alcohol today? Hurry up and bring the wine, I invite you to eat stew, let's take two sips! ”

Such a good food, if you don't drink two sips of small liquor, you think you will be sorry for anyone!

With the guise of Jiao San, coupled with the mellow meat aroma of the pot of stew, the braised boiled stall of the Little Siren Gang opened up the situation smoothly.

This can be regarded as a differentiated operation, Yao Yuan's vision is very accurate, in this humble night market on the street, this bowl is full of meat aroma, compared to other wontons and buns, it is a crushing existence.

A bowl of stewed stew can be used as rice, soup, or even as a horizontal dish with wine, and the thirty or forty bowls of stewed stew prepared by Yao Yuan and them don't seem to be able to enjoy it for the guests who visit the night market.

Finally got a free space, Yao Yuan handed over the kitchen knife in his hand to Xie Zhenhua, who had been eager to try it for a long time, just cutting, chopping, and then loading the bowl, there was no knife work at all, it was very simple, Xie Zhenhua took it, and he could get started immediately.

It's just that Yao Yuan had to remind in a whisper on the side: "My grass, don't be too picky, the large intestine and lungs must be enough for more than two taels, let's create a brand, don't fool around!" ”

As soon as he got started, Xie Zhenhua perfectly revealed the essence of a profiteer, and when he came up, he wanted to deduct two catties, and the large intestine and lungs were picking, which made Yao Yuan, who was watching from the sidelines, anxious.

It was not easy to explain the truth to Xie Zhenhua here, and there was a new situation over there.

"Brother, brother! Oh no, we don't have enough bowls! Yao Xiaohua'er reported anxiously.

Yao Yuan looked back at a few dirty bowls placed in the big basin, and frowned, in the afternoon, he tried to save trouble, and felt that twenty bowls must be enough, but he didn't expect this business to be too good, it was sold out before half an hour, all the big bowls had already been used, and there were already people in line in front of the board, and the diners paid the money and waited for the clean empty bowls.

Wang Hongyu quietly pulled Yao Yuan aside: "Do you see the public toilet over there?" I'll just go there and rinse the used bowls. ”

Yao Yuan grinned when he heard this bad idea, okay, this thing is more capable than the other, and the two white and pure high school students have become people who don't care about it.

"In this way, Hongyu, you take the empty pot to the toilet and flush it, and by the way, flush the dirty bowl too, and then use the pot to get some clean water, put the bowl in the pot and boil it, and use it after it is thoroughly disinfected, we sell it for food, don't make something happen because it is not clean."

Pay attention to food hygiene, this is the basic quality of the old cook, and you can never forget it at any time.

The water in the public toilet is also tap water, which can be used completely, there is no disinfection measure, just boil the bowl, no problem!

Wang Hongyu took Xiaohua'er to get busy, looking at the two people who were still queuing in front of him, Yao Yuan had an idea, took the two large bowls containing chopped green onions and minced coriander, poured the chopped green onion and coriander back into the plastic bag, and then handed the empty bowl to Xie Zhenhua.

If there are two bowls, use two first, and let the guests eat them first.

Yao Yuan's estimate is very accurate, the stew prepared today is just enough to sell forty bowls, and after an hour and a half, one more bowl in the pot can't be served, and all the fire is also sold to the hair.

At this time, Xie Zhenhua suddenly reacted: "Damn, far away, there is no left of any stew, what are we going to eat tonight?" ”

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Jiao San and Brother Long, who sells books, newspapers and magazines, were still sitting in front of the cart, and the two of them were drinking happily with a bottle of 56-degree Red Star Erguotou.

A bowl of boiled wine per person is not enough, and a separate bowl of vegetable base, that is, the boiled wine without fire is used as a snack, and the wine is sipped, and the meat is bite, and the drink completely forgets that he still has a stall to take care of.

Seeing that everything had been sold, the two of them were a little envious, and Jiao San was there to point: "I said, you can't do it, little brother, there are too few things to prepare, and the night market hasn't started yet, so you can only close the stalls, what kind of business?" ”

Yao Yuan disagreed: "It's okay, we're just here to explore the road today, and we will officially start tomorrow, and we will do more tomorrow." ”

Brother Long, who sells books, newspapers and magazines, is an out-and-out wine putty, he can not eat but not drink alcohol when he goes out of the stall every day, there is no appetizer, he can drink half a catty with just a tea egg, there was once a legend that was talked about by everyone, that is, one day it rained, and the stall that bought food did not come out, and his old man actually took out a bag of yellow sauce from his pocket, and this yellow sauce also took half a catty of two pots.

is such a wine putty, and when he ran into this boiled stall opened by Yao Yuan, he couldn't stop being happy: "I said that you had better get some peanuts, cucumbers and other appetizers tomorrow, and you can definitely sell fire!" ”

Yao Yuan was perfunctory, and muttered to himself in his heart: "Still peanuts and cucumbers?" That thing is going to sell you for five cents, and you are guarding a plate of peanuts, and you can't spend the whole night at my stall?! I can't afford to accompany this thing! ”

More people is easy to do, it didn't take long, the stall has been cleaned up, at this time the sky has not completely darkened, two wine putty from the stall first sat here, to now see that people have been cleaned up, only reluctant to go back to their stall to stare at the sale.

said that he came to the night market to buy braised stew, but it only took less than two hours, and he could only collect the troops and return to the camp without even waiting for dark.

The stew was sold out, and the four of them hadn't eaten dinner yet, and they didn't bother to go home to cook again, so Yao Yuan simply greeted everyone, and ate some wontons and buns at the stall next door, and made do with a meal.

A few people began to be busy as soon as they arrived at the Qianjiakou intersection, and they didn't have time to turn around, and now that they were free, they went to a few food stalls around with their hands.