There is no need to exaggerate, as long as the situation is told as it is, no one who understands it will be willing to go.

It's actually normal to imitate and steal a craft these days.

But Lin Yan is too young, only thirteen. Shen Jing'an was seriously ill and in debt, and Shen Laosi went to the mountains to hunt in the dark in order to repay the debt, and it is not a secret in this vicinity. The whole family relied on Lin Yan, a thirteen-year-old girl, to support them, but within two days, the other side stole the craft, and if they stole it, they forgot it, and they also opened the shop opposite, and robbed the business with this family's orphans and widows, is this still a person?

Shen Laosi has been doing business here for more than ten years, and he knows many people, not to mention anything else, just looking at Shen Laosi's feelings, no one wants to go to the opposite side to buy pancakes.

So, until Lin Yan's noodles were ready, Uncle Wang's pancake stall couldn't sell a few cakes.

Seeing Lin Yan take out the dough from the basin, put it on the board openly, and start to wrap the stuffing and rolling pancakes again, Uncle Wang and Zheng finally became anxious.

Zheng began to push Uncle Wang again: "Didn't you hear her?" Today's selling bread is dough cakes! Go and see what the hell is a dough cake! ”

Uncle Wang was not happy, and hummed with his hands: "Don't go, you fry your cake quickly, fry the cake until it is charred and crispy, I don't believe that there will be no business!" ”

Zheng went to put the cold cake back into the wok and heated it up.

The hotter it gets, the more clogged it becomes.

She felt that this Lin Yan was coming to her!

Otherwise, why did she learn pancakes, and Lin Yan made a dough cake again?

She must have done it on purpose!

Zheng looked at the meat filling that still had more than half left, and was very unwilling, and grabbed Wu: "It's stupid, why don't you go and see what the situation is on the other side now!" ”

Seeing that Lin Yan's business was as prosperous as yesterday, the Wu family was happy in his heart, but his own meat could not be sold, and it was not possible to say how happy he was.

But she didn't want to see it.

It's embarrassing.

She just buried her head and wiped the board, not speaking.

Zheng was already in a bad mood, looking at Uncle Wang, and then at Wu, she couldn't move when she saw one or two, and exploded.

Uncle Wang's family is jumping and jumping, but Lin Yan still doesn't know.

The method of making dough cakes is basically the same as pancakes, except that the old noodles are added when kneading the dough, and the resting time is much longer.

It's still Huang's stuffing and rolling noodles, and Lin Yan is fried.

The onlookers watched as a thin piece of dough was put into an oiled wok, slowly expanding and fattening, and then fried until the skin was crispy.

The first person to get the dough cake was happily trying to put it in the basket and taste it with his mother-in-law and children when he got home, but the onlookers who didn't want to watch it turned away:

"Taste it, what does it taste like? Why did it bulge up and get bigger? ”

"yes, break it open to see what it's like inside, why did it get bigger?"

The man was snatched up, and the devil sent him to God, and he really took one out and broke it open.

Only the inside of the skin is like cotton, fluffy and soft.

When you taste it again, it is really soft and delicious, the skin is charred and fragrant, and the inside is chewed but a little sweet of wheat.

The man lit up his eyes in front of everyone, ate it in a big gulp, and added a few more to Lin Yan when he was done: "It's so delicious, and it's the same cake, this one is more filling than a pancake!" ”

Seeing that after a while, only half of the two catties of noodles were left, Lin Yan also taught the task of pancakes to the Huang family, went inside again, kneaded two catties, put it in a basin and covered it with a wooden lid, and put it next to the stove to warm it when it was full.

Because the cake is the reason for the hair, it is also a pound of flour, and the dough cake made is a few more than the pancake.

Lin Yan did not lose the amount of meat, so that each cake of the Huang family was still a small spoonful of meat.

When there were only three small spoonfuls of minced meat left, she no longer sold minced meat-filled cakes, but sold white flour cakes without filling: "The unfilled cakes cost three cents for two, and you can eat them in this soup, or you can cut them in half and eat them with meat or vegetables, all of which are very delicious." ”

Those who couldn't buy meat patties and bean cakes didn't dislike it, and asked for white flour cakes one after another: "This way of eating is also strange." ”

But there are not many white flour cakes, and there are still many people who can't buy them, and they have asked: "Little Lady Lin has to keep it for us tomorrow!" ”

After all, this cake looks so big and thick, you can buy two for three cents, which is really cheap!

Lin Yan, who doesn't plan to sell bread cakes tomorrow and wants to sell steamed buns: "......"

Lin Yan closed the door, wrapped the rest of the meat stuffing again, and fried three thick and large dough cakes, still one for each person, and ate them for lunch.

After several mornings of busy survival, Huang only felt that his legs and feet were sore.

Their business is so good that they basically don't have to rest as soon as the shop opens, and they have been constantly stuffing, rolling dough, and pancakes.

I didn't think anything was wrong for the first two days, but on the third day, Huang felt that his legs and stomach hurt and his arms hurt.

When she heard that Lin Yan said that she would start selling steamed buns tomorrow, when the steamed buns came out one by one, she didn't have to be so busy on the spot, she was still a little happy.

But when he ate the dough cake, Huang's mind suddenly changed: "Yan Niang, is it true that you won't sell the dough cake tomorrow?" It's pretty good to look at the dough cakes! ”

Lin Yan looked at Huang speechlessly, constantly pressing his leg and stomach as he spoke, and couldn't help but rub the fingers of his right hand.

There are no woks, not even a spatula. These days, Lin Yan uses chopsticks for pancakes, and after a few days, his fingers are sour.

However, since Huang took the initiative to continue selling bread, it is not impossible to take care of it.

Do you do business, whether it is a steamed bun or a cake, it is breakfast, and customers can still have more choices when selling together, right?

It's just that she thought that the Huang family would not be able to persevere, but she didn't expect that she was willing to continue selling cakes.

You must know that the Huang family in memory is not so hard-working.

Huang, who couldn't bear hardships and stand hard work, limped back to the room after lunch.

As soon as she sat down on the chair, Shen Jing'an came in with a basin, put it at her feet, and squatted down.

Huang was taken aback, and saw Shen Jing'an holding her feet, removing her shoes and socks, and pressing her feet into the water.

The warm water suddenly went straight from the soles of the feet to the heart, and the whole heart warmed up.

Shen Jingan helped her rub the soles of her feet, pressed her calves again, raised her head and asked her with a smile: "Mother, are you comfortable?" ”

Huang was pressed very comfortably, and after being surprised, he nodded, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

In the past two days, Shen Jing'an saw the efforts of the Huang family.

It's impossible not to feel distressed.

Her mother is the daughter of a squire, she was pampered and raised since she was a child, and even if she married his father, she was protected by his father in the palm of her hand.