Thankfully, this small courtyard is used as a workplace.

The production process of braised and braised goods is not necessarily pleasant, like this kind of head and hoof water, the smell in the processing process is very large, especially in the process of burning the pig @ Mao, the unpleasant smell will spread far away, and it will definitely disturb the neighbors have opinions.

But when all the raw materials are put into the pot, after the blessing of time and firepower, the small courtyard begins to overflow with aroma, and the low courtyard wall can't stop the tempting fragrance at all, with the small courtyard as the center, there is a kind of meat fragrance that tickles people's lungs within a radius of several hundred meters.

At this time, there will be occasional probes at the gate of the courtyard.

Guarding the two pots of fragrant braised pork, everyone was finally idle, the preliminary work had been done, and the rest was left to time, and a few people sat in the shade on the edge of the tap pool in the courtyard and drank tea.

A large enamel jar is a person, and the strong jasmine tea is the most suitable for such an afternoon, refreshing and relieving the heat, the faucet is not turned off, and the thin water flows into the pool, which is full of water, and there are two big watermelons floating in it.

Yao Yuan had nothing to do, and began to sell the stories he had heard, trying to brainwash Mancheng again.

"The Army General Hospital knows, right? I know an old man who retired from the cafeteria, guess what he did when he retired? People rely on the skills learned in the canteen, every day at home to marinate a pot of pig's trotters, marinate a pot of elbows, to the door of the family area to sell, for a long time everyone recognizes this old man braised pig's trotters and elbows, he is called 'Uncle pig's trotters', every day at four o'clock in the afternoon, without waiting for the uncle to come out of the stall, there are already people starting to line up, waiting for the uncle's tricycle to come, less than an hour, all the pig's trotters and elbows can be sold, how do you say people are doing this business? ! Yao Yuan held the teapot and gushed endlessly.

Xie Lao Pao'er suddenly realized: "Oh! Oh! Oh! I see, you are going to sell marinated goods because you want to learn from others, right? ”

"Of course, he is a sixty-year-old man, two large pots of braised pork can be sold out every day, and the money must be a lot to earn, this is our ready-made example, do a good pot of good braised meat recognized by the masses, just wait diligently to make money, there is nothing simpler in the world than this. I heard that the master has passed on the craft to his children, and when the children continue to do it, this will become a business that can be passed on to the family! Yao Yuan took a sip of herbal tea, and then spit out the tea stalk in his mouth.

Yao Yuan said that the uncle is really his own thing, about two thousand years out of the West Third Ring Road out of a cart to sell pig's trotters and elbows of the uncle, because the things are clean, the taste is not bad, for a while by the surrounding neighbors sought after, every day of the pig's trotters elbow in short supply, relying on these two products, the uncle's life after retirement is prosperous, and change houses, and buy cars, and once on TV, at that time the Internet was not so developed, the old man's pig's trotters relied on the word of mouth between the neighbors to make a name.

Later, when the old man was old and couldn't do it, he passed on the business to his children, rented a fixed façade, and had his own name, which became a good deal for a long time.

Yao Yuan once tasted the pig's trotters made by the old man, except for the clean and salty taste, there was nothing amazing about it, but the old man's taste was accepted by the neighbors, and over time he formed a taste memory and got used to it.

Yao Yuan said the old man's affairs vividly, in fact, in this year, it is estimated that the old man has not retired yet.

Having said that, in a few years, a retired old man in the canteen will be able to create his own cooked food brand, and Yao Yuan believes that he will definitely be able to do it now.

Mancheng, as the second knife that also came out of the cafeteria, seemed to be stimulated by the story told by Yao Yuan, and stood there with a tea jar without speaking.

Hu Xiaopang looked back at the two pots of braised pork that were bubbling, and swallowed saliva in his mouth: "Master Yao, how do you say that your braised meat is better than that uncle?" ”

Yao Yuanshen returned with a divine presence: "Won't you know if you taste it in a while?" Little fat boy, you will go to the street to buy a dozen fires to burn in a while, and before you get out of the stall, the heat of the elbow stew should be enough, let's have a roast cake and elbow for dinner! ”

Those with sesame seeds are called baked cakes, and those without sesame seeds are called fire.

In the afternoon, Xie Lao'er burned a lot of fire, but this kind of half-baked fire was almost meaningless when used to clamp elbow meat.

You have to use the fire from the halal baked cake shop at the east end of the street, which is golden and crispy with sesame seeds, and the aroma of Sichuan peppercorns.

The weather is too hot, everyone has no appetite, the golden and crispy baked cake is broken in half, and the fat and thin, juicy elbow is sandwiched between them.

Hu Xiaochuber is not big, the amount of food is really good, seeing that he has already eaten four baked cakes and meat, and then stretched out his hand to the fifth baked cake, Yao Xiaohuaer couldn't hide her disdain: "It's so fat and still so able to eat, and I'm not afraid to hold on!" ”

Hu Xiaochuber's ears were deaf, so he just picked those parts that were fat and thin and had little skin and put them in the middle of the baked cakes.

Yao Yuan smiled heartily: "Flowers, people's little fat children have made a contribution, what is it to eat a few more baked cakes, fat children, eat hard!" Today's elbow meat tube is enough! The pancake tube is full! ”

……

Whether it's a night market or a morning market, they all have a common advantage.

That is, no one cares about setting up a stall here.

Not only is no one collects taxes and no one manages it, but as a catering stall, even the most basic health certificates, employment certificates, etc. are completely unnecessary, and you can start practicing by setting up a stall, it's as simple as that.

Man Cheng breathed, feeling that the air in the night market was inexplicably restless and free, this feeling was in his twenties, but he had never experienced it, the lights were heavy, and the clothes on the stalls seemed to be much better than during the day, not to mention the handsome men and women on the street, which made Man Cheng feel that his eyes were not enough.

Seeing the pig-like appearance of Man Cheng staring at the beautiful woman's good eyes, Hu Xiaochubby was dissatisfied, and dragged Man Cheng: "What do you say?" The people at that table are gone, why don't you hurry up and help remove the empty bowl? ”

After that, the little chubby face squeezed a smile at the two beauties who came over: "Two sisters, sit here, a hundred years of stew, make sure you are delicious!" ”

Under the light, two fairy-like beauties walked over, and when they saw the little chubby dun with a simple smile, and at the same time smiled, the tall beauty asked: "Your stall is opened by a classmate surnamed Yao and a classmate surnamed Xie, right?" ”

"That's right! This stew is made by my Master Yao, it is delicious, how many bowls do you have? Hu Xiaochuber's voice was crisp and bright, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

"There are four of us, and two of us will arrive in a while, so let's sit here and wait for a while." The two beauties didn't wait for the little fat boy to let them go, and chose two benches to sit down, and one of them carefully took out a handkerchief and wiped the two benches again and again.

Today's boiled stall is a luxury configuration, plus Yao Xiaohuaer has a total of five people watching the stall, and the staff is greatly rich.

Yao Yuan and Xie Laopao'er squatted on the edge of the green belt on the side of the road, each with a handful of melon seeds, lazy while eating melon seeds.

Yao Yuan saw that the two beauties on the stall were a little familiar, and looked at them carefully: "I grass, I grass, look at that woman, is it Wang Hongyu's sister?" ”

Following the direction of Yao Yuan's finger, Xie Laopao looked over: "That's right, the other one is the woman who followed the yellow hair that day!" ”

At this moment, the little flower straightened her neck and shouted: "Brother! Elder brother! Someone is looking for you......"

Wang Hongyu's sister smiled: "You two are classmates of my family Hongyu, it's very powerful, you opened such a big stall quietly." ”

Yao Yuan hurriedly humbled himself: "What, it's all nonsense, we are a work-study, and Hongyu is not a little helping." ”

"Okay, Hongyu told me, what work-study, it's the three of you playing, but ah, I'm here to inform you today, I'm afraid our family Hongyu won't be able to make this stall with you anymore, and the family doesn't support it, can you understand?"

Yao Yuan smiled wryly: "Then what don't you understand, Hongyu will be busy first if he has his own business." ”

Seeing that the two big boys opposite were a little embarrassed, Wang Hongyu's sister didn't say more, but took out an envelope from her shoulder bag: "Oh! To you, this is my handwritten letter from Hongyu to you, the old man and the old lady at home are mad at him, and he has not allowed Hongyu to go out again for the past two days, he is afraid that you will misunderstand, so he told me to bring you this handwritten letter, I didn't peek at it. ”

Autographed letter?! Yao Yuan couldn't laugh or cry a little, Wang Hongyu really knew how to play with this mallet.

It seems that I haven't been in contact with this thing for many years, but I didn't expect Wang Hongyu to write one today.

"Brother Yao, Brother Xie, brother is not a deserter, but the parents are too fierce, the career is not finished and I have to work for the two brothers, the brother is at home to catch up with the summer vacation homework, so as to make a meager contribution to the two, and the two songs I just learned also need time to sort out, this time it is expected that after a week or two, it is expected to be confined and strive to meet again as soon as possible.

Wang Hongyu's own handwriting. ”

"It's really sick, if you really have something to do, you can't just make a phone call, and it's not like there's nothing at home, so you have to write this bullshit thing." Yao Yuan sneered, slapped the letter and the envelope into Xie Lao'er's arms, and then turned to Sister Wang Hongyu and asked, "Sister, why do you have time to eat stew today?" ”

"I made an appointment with Huang Xiaochuan and his friends to gather here, give you a cheer, and then we will go to JJ Bundi together in the evening." There was a hint of arrogance in the answer.

JJ Discotheque, a great place, one of the earliest nightclubs in Pingcheng, is a night mecca that young people flock to at this time, no wonder this sister mentioned it with indescribable pride in her tone.

It seems that today's college students are quite fashionable, and it's no wonder who makes people study foreign languages?