Yu Yaoyang immediately adjusted his mentality after seeing Rutang make his first business.

He pours grain on weekdays, has a keen sense of business, and after realizing that the train station is a huge market, he began to cooperate with Rutang.

Fill the conch in a paper cup and give it to the people around to taste, just now Rutang also solicited business in this way.

The onlookers were a little embarrassed at first, waving their hands and saying no, but they couldn't stand the fact that Yaoyang would flicker, his gaze swept over the crowd, and finally landed on an old lady who couldn't talk well when he looked at it.

"Auntie, I heard that your accent is local, you have a neat face, you look good at cooking, you give a review."

The person he called his aunt was a local lady in her sixties, and when she saw a lot of people around, she came to see the excitement.

Seeing the sale of fried sea screws, the old lady was full of disdain, feeling that this is not a fraud money, this thing can also be sold?

When Yu Yaoyang handed over the tasting, the old lady waved her hand and refused, but the young man was handsome and could speak, and praised the old lady.

The old lady was so dizzy by Yu Yaoyang's praise that she grabbed one and put it in her mouth, and when she tasted it, her demeanor changed slightly.

"Is it delicious?" Rutang looked at the old lady expectantly, although the old lady wanted to criticize it, but she had to admit that this was the best conch she had ever eaten.

"How did you season it?" The old lady asked.

The tea girl craned her neck outside the crowd to watch, and when she heard the old lady ask, her mouth was about to be tucked behind her ears.

Where can I tell others about making a living?

This old lady just watched the deliciousness of other people's fried, and came to ask the recipe with the intention of taking advantage, and she had eaten conch for most of her life, but she didn't know that she could fry it like this.

The way locals eat seafood can be described as unpretentious.

There are only two ways to process all seafood in the shell, steaming or boiling, and this crude and simple cooking method is collectively referred to as "umami".

Crabs and shrimps are naturally fine with this, but small seafood with shells is still better with a little sauce, and in the era of material scarcity, seasoning is counted in the ranks of non-staple foods, and it is also very expensive.

No one is willing to use such a valuable seasoning with worthless small seafood that can be seen everywhere, so even in a coastal city, this dish fried by Rutang can withstand the test and make people eat it amazingly.

Faced with the eldest mother's question of stealing the teacher, Rutang did not hide it, and replied generously:

"It's not difficult to make this dish well, you can take a look at it when I fry the next pot, it's very simple, but if you want to make it delicious, it still depends on the quality of the chili sauce, and the chili sauce sold outside is difficult to fry the taste of my home."

If she dares to spend her stall, she is not afraid of others learning, and it is impossible for someone to stir up the same taste as her.

"This garlic chili sauce is a secret in my family, and no one but us can make this flavor. I'm not afraid to hide it from everyone, our conch is worthless, what is valuable is this chili sauce, and what is sold is a craft and hard money. ”

The old lady was thick-skinned and stood on the side waiting to see, and at this time a circle of people around had already tasted it and nodded their heads.

There are not only outsiders here, but also a lot of locals, and everyone is watching the excitement.

After Yu Yaoyang divided a circle, there were really a few people who paid for it, Yu Yaoyang was responsible for collecting money, and Rutang was responsible for soliciting business.

A small pot of conch snails that was just fried quickly sold half, and many people felt that the flavor was unique after tasting it, and they bought 2 servings, after all, 2 servings were cheaper than 1 cent.

Rutang began to fry the second pot again, and several local aunts stared intently, wanting to learn the craft secretly.

But Yu Yaoyang, who was active-minded, was used as a bargaining chip to attract guests, pointing to these onlookers and saying to others:

"Our local aunts who are the best at cooking praise the deliciousness, and they must not be wrong."

Those aunts are not angry when they are used as props to attract customers, after all, the guy is right, they all boast that they are very good at cooking.

Rutang is beautiful, he must answer questions, he is good-tempered at a glance, Yu Yaoyang took over the work of shouting on the side, collecting money and making a profit, and he can make fun of people at any time.

This is often the case when doing business, after opening, the next business will be smooth, and when there are more buyers, everyone will be willing to come here, and they all want to see what attracts so many people.

The second pot of Rutang was fried, and the first pot was also sold out.

She can fry more than 3 catties in this pot, about 2 taels a portion, everyone has a herd mentality, seeing so many people around to buy, and some people try it for free, and buy it if they think it's delicious.

The second pot sold faster than the first pot, and the third pot of Rutang was sold out before it was fried.

Yu Yaoyang began to organize a queue to buy things, and Rutang told him not to let the queue get in the way.

Although there are very few motor vehicles on the road, it is not a good thing to get in the way of traffic.

Although it was early summer, the weather had not yet reached the hottest time, but the noon sun was too scorching, and Rutang, who was standing in front of the stove, was soon covered with sweat.

Now that there are more people in line, she doesn't need to perform with a spoon, and the continuous frying still makes her arm a little sore.

When a rich woman who is used to doing everything without having to do anything, she suddenly returns to the initial stage of entrepreneurship and starts manual labor, which is inevitably a little uncomfortable.

But when she raised her eyes and saw Yu Yaoyang, who was soliciting guests, her heart lit up again.

Under the sun, the young man is full of vitality, just like this era, exuding vitality, this man who has lived with her for half a lifetime, is as young as her at this time, and faces the test given by the times together.

Thinking of this, Rutang was full of motivation, just now, Yu Yaoyang also looked over here, Rutang was busy bowing her head and busy, not looking at him, smoky and burning, she felt that her image was definitely not good-looking.

As everyone knows, in Yu Yaoyang's eyes, she is simply shining, but she is still distressed when she sees her little face red by the fire.

Yu Yaoyang walked to the stove and snatched the shovel from her hand.

"You go to the front to collect the money, and I'll fry it."

"Uh-you know how to cook?" Rutang asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Survive pig food at home."

“！！！” Rutang wanted to take back the shovel in his hand, but Yu Yaoyang pushed her to the front.

Rutang didn't dare to continue pushing with him, and it was seen that it was time to delay the business, so she could only collect money to solicit business while staring at the pot, and when it was time to add condiments, she went over.

It takes about 10 minutes to fry a pot of conch, and a large laundry basin of 40 catties is brought in, which looks like a lot, but in fact, more than ten pots can be done.

There was a long queue at the small seafood stall of Rutang's house, and in contrast to the tea eggs on the side, no one cared about them.

Rutang and Yu Yaoyang were busy for more than 1 hour, and half of the conch disappeared, and problems followed.