arranged everyone's work, but Lin Xiaoman looked at the stove in front of the store, and the stove in the backyard was not enough.

Anyway, the yard is not small, just call two people, let them buy a few bricks, dig some loess, and build two new stoves in the backyard, so that the four grandmothers cook sour plum soup with one, boil water to treat chicken with one, and when the Jiugongge iron pot arrives, put it in front of the store to sell spicy skewers, and the hot pot chicken is also moved to the backyard to fry and use another one.

In this way, the big iron pot in the store is just enough, and if you bring the pot back from home, you don't have to use the small clay stove to cook and eat all the time.

Uncle Jiao, who was selling steamed buns, saw the people coming in and out here, and came over and asked, "Little shopkeeper, have you hired someone to help?" ”

Lin Xiaoman smiled, "It's all the uncles in the clan, otherwise how could only our sisters and brothers support such a big stall?" In the future, I will have an uncle to support the show. ”

Thinking of the hot pot chicken that he didn't eat at the end yesterday and the half-pot shabu-shabu given by Lin Xiaoman, Uncle Jiao swallowed his saliva, "It must be, your family has a lot of hands, are you going to steam steamed buns?" Then I'll just be selling steamed buns for you in the future. ”

Lin Xiaoman thought for a moment and said, "The steamed buns are not steamed, I want to talk to my uncle about business." ”

Uncle Jiao became interested, "You say, little shopkeeper." ”

"We have ten dollars to eat shabu-shabu, but some guests still have to spend money to buy steamed buns to eat, I want to be in our house in the future, as long as I spend ten dollars to eat vegetables, steamed buns are also all-you-can-eat, don't collect money, but I don't want to steam this steamed buns, I want my uncle to steam more steamed buns every day, I buy it with you?"

Uncle Jiao disagreed, "Nacheng, how much do you want, I'll prepare." You let me make more money, and I can't let the little shopkeeper suffer, is it okay to give 20 for 100 steamed buns? ”

Lin Xiaoman is still very satisfied with this, even if Uncle Jiao says not to send it, she will buy it, after all, steamed buns are cheaper than vegetables and full, no matter how big her appetite is, she can support it if she eats five-dollar steamed buns, and in the end she earns more.

The people in the store were busy killing chickens and washing vegetables, Lin Xiaoman went to pick up Lin Daqiang, and when he arrived next to the restaurant, Lin Daqiang and several people had just arrived.

When he came all the way with Lin Xiaoman, Lin Daqiang was worried, "Xiaoman, can anyone eat in the store so much?" ”

Lin Xiaoman smiled mysteriously, "Uncle Daqiang, the smell of our hot pot chicken is rushing, and the guests can find it when they smell it, don't worry about being too biased and no one will come to eat." ”

Lin Daqiang didn't know how much she said about the taste, and planned to stay and take a look, in case the store couldn't make any money, they couldn't grab food from the two children's bowls in order to increase the income of the clan.

Outside the store, I moved the things in the car to the backyard and asked people to wash the pots.

At this time, the chicken was also slaughtered and chopped into pieces, and the chicken blood was put into the pot to steam the chicken blood tofu according to Lin Xiaoman's request.

Lin Xiaoman called the two cookers to the front and taught them how to fry chicken hot pot.

These two people are cousins, one is called Lin Yong, the other is called Lin Mao, and Lin Xiaoman must be called uncle according to generation.

Lin Yong and Lin Mao have all helped cook in a big restaurant, and their cooking skills are not bad, and they understood when they heard Lin Xiaoman, and they quickly started to stir-fry, but they didn't expect the spicy taste to be so pungent that they choked and sneezed several times.

Fortunately, he avoided the cauldron when sneezing, Lin Daqiang saw how rushed the smell that Lin Xiaoman said this time, so he watched from the side for a while, almost choking out his snot and tears.

"Xiaoman, what are you? Why are you so choking? ”

Lin Xiaoman said: "This is a stir-fry made of pepper left by my father, and my mother also left a lot of recipes for eating, and in the future, Uncle Daqiang will help us open a few more stores." ”

Lin Daqiang understood that Lin Xiaoman wanted to send money to the clan, although he didn't know how much he could earn from these things, but he wanted to taste it when he smelled it, let alone others.

Lin Xiaoman went to the cloth shop to buy a few pieces of cloth, asked the guy to help cut it to a size that could cover his mouth and nose, and gave one to each person in the store when he came back, first, to avoid choking, and second, so that diners could eat more at ease.

Many people who had eaten hot pot chicken yesterday smelled the smell and came over, but when they saw that it had just been fried, they knew that they would have to wait another hour if they wanted to eat it today.

Some regretfully said that they would go shopping first, while others had already sat down at the table.

Lin Xiaoman looked at the half-filled table and wanted to call a few people to go to the carpenter shop with her to buy some tables and stools.

The autumn climate in the north is dry, and the white ash on the walls has dried, so you can eat in the restaurant after brushing the floor.

Lin Daqiang took the initiative to take over this task, "Xiaoman, you keep an eye on them in the store, just take someone with you." At that time, the money will be counted in the cost. ”

After speaking, he called a few people to push his flatbed truck and leave.

Lin Xiaoman asked him to buy two more chairs with backrests and come back, so that Lin Er could sit on the chair to collect money and settle accounts, and the fourth grandmother could also sit in the chair and sell sour plum soup.

The rest of the shop has a few small benches, and it's much easier to sit and work.

The fourth grandmother was helping in the backyard, and came out to tell Lin Xiaoman that she had to buy two large vats, otherwise she was too busy to fetch water, and she happened to see that Lin Daqiang was going to buy a table and stool, so she called him to buy two more vats, with wooden covers.

When Lin Daqiang led people to buy things back, the table outside the house was full of people.

The chicken in the pot is cooked, and the vegetables and steamed buns are ready.

The fourth grandmother stood in front of the sour plum soup can, her face covered with a cloth towel, holding a scoop in one hand and a bowl in the other, tense her body as if she were facing a great enemy.

Lin Daqiang hurriedly asked people to move the tables and chairs into the house and wipe them with a wet rag. As soon as it was wiped, there were many guests in the house.

Lin Xiaoman gave a demonstration, and then asked the person next to him to take over the work of putting chicken in the pot.

Lin Erlai sat in the newly bought chair and counted the money and collected the money, which was much faster than when Lin Xiaoman and Lin Erhu were two people yesterday.

The fourth grandmother sat in a chair and served sour plum soup to people, and everyone who drank it said that it was good, sweet and sour, how much sugar did it have to be put in?

After only a while, I used all the bowls I bought on the road, and some people who didn't grab a seat also drank two bowls of sour plum soup to appetize.

The dishwasher in the backyard simply moved the two large basins for washing dishes to the front, and when this side ran out, they quickly washed them out for the next guest.

The fourth grandmother's happy eyes were slitted with laughter, if it weren't for the cloth towel on her face, she would probably be able to see a few missing teeth in her mouth.

Lin Xiaoman looked at it for a while, and saw that there was no problem, so he went to Feng Ji's rouge shop with his own basket of balm and alabaster on his back.

Shopkeeper Feng was telling people how to use clam oil in the store, and when he saw Lin Xiaoman coming in, he hurriedly greeted, "The little shopkeeper is here?" You sit down for a while, and I'll greet the guests and come and talk to you. Man, serve fragrant tea to the little shopkeeper. ”

Lin Xiaoman nodded and smiled at him, and followed the guy to the table and chair next to him.

The guy quickly served a pot of tea, and Lin Xiaoman drank it well, worse than her mother's favorite Biluochun, but much better than the tea sold in the tea shed.

After greeting the guests, Shopkeeper Feng hurried over, and first poured himself a bowl of tea to moisten his throat, "Little shopkeeper, is the clam oil in stock?" ”

"Not yet!" Lin Xiaoman said, picked up the basket on the ground, took out a small porcelain bottle of alabaster from it and handed it to Shopkeeper Feng, "Shopkeeper Feng, how about you look at this alabaster?" ”