"Awesome!" Mo Jingchun was convinced.

For this kind of gluttony, Mo Jingchun has always admired it.

"Don't look at it, what else to see! If you haven't eaten, you can come here to eat! ”

Ma Benyong ate happily, and knocked on the chopsticks and bowl: "Who wants to eat with the old horse?" ”

A couple of spectators walked in and sat down at his table.

Mo Jingchun only then knew why he just said that he could finish eating ten dishes.

It turned out that there was also his "audience" together.

She didn't care about the front anymore, walked to the back kitchen, took out the brown sugar and some eggs that Fang Dawei sent just now, and prepared to make a hot snack: brown sugar eggs.

The medium-boiled eggs are soft and hot, lying obediently in the brown sugar water, and the half-coagulated yolk is revealed with a gentle poke, full of sweetness.

This is an extra snack for each table, one for each person.

A little girl who came to eat with her father and mother took it, raised her head and smiled sweetly at her: "Thank you, sister." ”

She was full of joy, touched the little girl's head, and asked, "Is my sister's food delicious?" ”

"Delicious! Next time, I'll eat it again! ”

The little girl nodded vigorously, and the silver tassel on her head followed her head little by little, making a rustling sound.

It looks like the family should be very good.

According to her pricing, it should be suitable for such a person.

After a while, Mo He lifted the curtain and told her that most of the onlookers outside had come into the store, and a few of them left after looking at the food list, and the rest sat down and ordered.

"Okay, sister-in-law, let's bring them the egg syrup first."

She looked at the order list, rolled up her sleeves a little, and began to prepare.

The first day of business ended tepidly.

At noon, there was Ma Benyong's gimmick, and the business was very good, but at night, most of the people who came out to forage still chose the ones that they used to eat.

Presumably because her pricing is a little higher, it will discourage some diners who don't have that much of a budget for eating.

When taking inventory at night, Mo He asked her if she wanted to lower the price appropriately?

Mo Jingchun thought so: "Sister-in-law, no matter how low the price is, some people will think it is expensive." Our food tastes good and has a lot of new ideas, and it is worth the price, so if you set it higher, you can also filter out the more picky diners! Besides, we don't charge money for food, only for vegetables, which is also a kind of benefit. ”

It's only the first day!

She advised Mo He not to worry.

The word screening made Mo He scratch his head, isn't it true that the more customers they open to do business, the better?

But Mo Jingchun became more and more of her own ideas, so she didn't say anything, anyway, if she looked at it like this, she still made some money.

On the first day, excluding the cost of seven, seven, eight, and eight, it was a net profit of 500 wen.

Open as usual the next day.

Today is Shui Yao Day, and the main dish is lamb belly soup.

When she was shopping for vegetables, she found that there were not as many sheep sellers as butchers who sold pigs, and she only bought two or three pairs of tripe, which was only enough to make five servings of tripe soup.

This was a bit difficult, and she urgently changed the menu, intending to change it to pork belly.

What does pork belly do?

Pork belly soup?

No, no, no...... Pregnant!

She remembered the famous dish, pork belly wrapped chicken.

While it was still early, Mo Jingchun went to the pork stall to buy pork belly and chicken.

The enthusiastic stall owner also killed the chickens for her, so that she could carry them back with large bags in her hands.

But it's really expensive to buy a broiler chicken at a stall, it costs fifty or sixty yuan.

She moved the family's idea, and when she went back, she said to Mo He: "Sister-in-law, anyway, Mo Yuanlin and they moved away, let's clean up their chicken shed and raise chickens together with our chicken shed, right?" This way you don't have to buy outside. ”

Like Liu's and them, they can still take it out and sell it!

The wine she and Liu's brewed was originally intended to ask the shopkeeper if she wanted it, but she bought it all by herself and used it for her own shop.

Now her hand is getting longer and longer......

She was ashamed for a moment, and then turned to reason: they can't use it anyway, what's wrong with using it themselves?

Mo He had no opinion, and promised her that she would change it next time she went back.

Pork belly wrapped chicken, also known as phoenix reincarnation, although the chicken is very tender, the pork belly is also very crispy, but people mainly drink the soup inside.

This soup is thick and clear, with a rich peppery aroma.

Pepper......

Mo Jingchun only had a small pocket, and took them out a little with pity, and then stuffed the whole chicken with plucked hair and hollowed out internal organs into a whole pair of torn pork belly, and then put pepper, astragalus, codonopsis, red dates and other ingredients and medicinal herbs to make soup.

When the meat is cooked, the whole pork belly wrapped in chicken is taken out of the soup, and the chicken and pork belly are cut into small pieces, and then put them back in the pot, and the soup can be served after the soup is tumbling again.

After drinking a bowl of this soup, the whole body is warm, not inferior to the power of mutton at all.

She added the name of pork belly chicken to the list, and the soup was boiling in a pot, waiting for diners to order.

Before lunchtime, some diners came in with the curtains lifted.

"Guest, we haven't opened yet...... Hey? ”

Mo He looked at it curiously: "Chun'er, do you know?" ”

"Hmm...... I don't know each other," Mo Jingchun shook his head and whispered, "This person lives next door to Uncle Yuantang's house, and I met him on the day he moved." ”

"Ah......h

It's a neighbor, even if it's not a neighbor of their house, which is much more reassuring.

This looks...... Typical reassures friends and worries strangers.

"It's you." The bearded man also recognized her, a little surprised, and said succinctly, "Your shop?" ”

Mo Jingchun nodded, the man directly ignored what she hadn't opened just now, and didn't even look at the food list: "What is there to eat now?" ”

“……”

Mo Jingchun felt that he couldn't afford to mess with him, and he could smash his store in one circle, even if he reported to the official and arrested him, he still had to work hard to renovate it.

All right.

Mo Jingchun replied: "In addition to the freshly fried dishes, you can make accidents, stewed dishes include pork belly chicken soup and lamb tripe soup, what do you want to eat?" ”

Or if you don't have anything to eat, just go out and turn left.

Her eyes were full of hope, and with the man's sentence of "pork belly chicken" fell through.

In addition, I also ordered a dish of fried chicken offal with rice.

"Okay, sit down and wait."

As soon as the bearded man sat down, the whole person occupied the place, and even the aisles were a little crowded.

Mo He served him a plate of peanuts first-bought from next door, and he stumbled to relieve his boredom while waiting for the guests or waiting for the dishes.

The soup is hot on the charcoal all the time, and it is good to serve it.

She sells it for thirty wen a piece, and at this price, a whole chicken is sold for at least five people.

Sometimes she scolded herself in her heart for being a profiteer, but she felt that she was not soft at all.

Although a chicken only costs 60 yuan, pork belly and various tonics are also expensive, okay?

She calmly took a deep bowl and served it to the bearded man, the bearded man, is it rude to call people like this? (End of chapter)