70 lucky little group pet

In front of Xie Cheng, Lin Xiao did not expose her father's lies, but poured another bowl of herbal tea and handed it to Lin Sheng.

When the two of them recovered, she asked, "What do you think of the taste? Is there anything you can improve?"

Although the spicy sticks are very spicy, Xie Cheng has the urge to try another one after the spicy taste has passed.

"I think it's delicious."

Lin Sheng nodded in agreement, and drank all the herbal tea, "What are you messing with?"

Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Latiao."

Then I asked, "If I sell the spicy strips, do you think it's feasible?"

Lin Sheng fully supported Lin Xiao's decision, "I think it's okay."

Instead, Xie Cheng made a suggestion, "What if someone doesn't like spicy food? Or can't eat spicy food like me?"

"I've already considered these things. If you don't like spicy food, there are other flavors to choose from. If you can't eat spicy food, there is nothing you can do."

You can't force others to have a taste, right?
Lin Sheng said again, "Although the taste is delicious, people who have tasted it several times may have figured it out by themselves."

Lin Xiao felt that what her father said made sense, "So, let's seize the opportunity first, occupy the market, and promote our own brand, so that everyone who eats Latiao later will know that Latiao is ours."

Doing business cannot avoid being plagiarized. Besides, the spicy strips are not her original creation, she is also inspired by her predecessors.

Lin Sheng asked another question, "Business is not allowed now, and if someone reports it, you will be rewarded."

These words awakened Lin Xiao's dream.

She was a little powerless, ah, how did time pass so slowly.

"You make me think about it."

Xie Cheng wanted to say something to Lin Xiao, but because of Lin Sheng's presence, he kept his mouth shut.

"I should go back."

Lin Xiao called Xie Cheng to stop, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, you can take some spicy strips home, it's very delicious to eat with steamed buns."

Xie Cheng had accepted Lin Xiao's stuff too many times, he knew that even if he refused, Lin Xiao would force it to him, so he just stood there and waited for Lin Xiao to make him a bowl of spicy strips.

As soon as Xie Cheng left, Aunt Lin came over to visit, saw a pot of red things on the table, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Lin Xiao enthusiastically introduced the spicy strips and asked Aunt Lin to try them.

To Lin Xiao's surprise, Aunt Lin loved spicy food just like her. She ate one and took another, and she was full of praise, "Oh, this thing is really delicious, just like chili sauce. Special dinner."

"Auntie, if you like to eat, you can take some back later."

Aunt Lin was not polite at all, "That's fine, thank you Xiaoxiao in advance."

Later, she brought some salted duck eggs for Lin Xiao to taste.

The next day, Lin Xiao woke up early, made some spicy noodles, and planned to take it to the town to try his luck.

Of course, she would not dare to sell it on the bright side, but the black market is fine.

Xie Cheng also went to Xiaohei Alley today, and when he learned of Lin Xiao's idea, he stopped her, "You still have to go to class, you don't have that much time, if you trust me, leave it to me, I'll try it for you. "

Lin Xiao was not sure how many people would like spicy noodles, so the amount was the same as last night, not much.

What Xie Cheng said also made sense, to be a good example to others, one must lead by example, if someone finds out, wouldn't it be a waste of time to fetch water from a bamboo basket?

"That's fine, be careful. Before you sell it, explain that the spicy noodles are spicy. People who don't like spicy food should not try it lightly."

Xie Cheng nodded, "I know."

He has tried the spiciness of Latiao.

Lin Xiao went to school after handing the spicy strips to Xie Cheng. Xie Cheng walked into Xiaohei Alley and walked straight along this road. At the front was a slaughterhouse, where he worked every day, killing pigs and cutting them into pieces. Meat.

If more pork is sold that day, his salary will also increase accordingly, about one yuan a day.

The owner of the slaughterhouse, surnamed Zhu, is dark and strong, and he is very satisfied with the young man Xie Cheng.

Although Xie Cheng was still young, his method of killing pigs was fast and accurate, unlike other people who vomited when encountering unbearable scenes. Apart from frowning slightly, he showed no other expressions of impatience.

"It's quite early today, have you had breakfast?" Zhu Dazhuang patted Xie Cheng's shoulder, beckoning him to come in and eat some steamed buns.

Xie Cheng always came here after breakfast, but if Zhu Dazhuang invited him to dinner, he would mostly refuse.

However, this time is different.

He remembered the spicy strips that Lin Xiao gave her to sell, and he nodded and agreed to Zhu Dazhuang's proposal.

The abattoir has a large space. The far left is the pig pen, which houses the pigs waiting to be slaughtered. The middle area is the place where the pigs are slaughtered.

Zhu Dazhuang's younger brother sometimes cooks in the kitchen. Except for those who are hired to butcher the pigs, the rest live and eat here.

The main room was very messy, and there was a big wooden table in the middle, with a basket of Zamian steamed buns on it, and there were no hot dishes, they were all rough men who didn’t pay much attention to anything, just smashed the steamed buns and pickled vegetables and they were full.

Xie Cheng didn't dislike the mess on the table, he picked up a steamed bun like everyone else, then untied the plastic bag beside him, took out spicy strips and stuffed them in the steamed bun.

The young man closest to Xiecheng smelled the aroma of spicy strips, and he asked curiously, "What kind of pickles are you eating here? It smells delicious."

Xie Cheng nodded and gave a gracious compliment.

The young man was a little disgusted with Xie Cheng and didn't understand the customs. They were all working together, so why didn't they know how to be polite.

He took a sip of his saliva and asked again, "How does it taste? Is it delicious?"

Xie Cheng gulped down a piece of steamed bun, "It's delicious."

The young man was already drooling greedily, "Let me have a taste."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to reach for the spicy stick beside Xie Cheng.

Xie Cheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, and moved the spicy strips aside, "You can eat them if you want, and you pay a penny each."

Not a single penny is expensive, and the young man waved his hand very generously, "Five here."

The first customer, Xie Cheng deliberately gave an extra one.

The young man imitated Xie Cheng's example, sandwiched it in the steamed bun, and swallowed it in one bite, his mouth was full of spicy.

"Holy shit, it's delicious." The young man ate a whole piece of steamed buns in a few mouthfuls. He was still a little bit unsatisfied, so he picked up a steamed bun and ordered five more spicy sticks.

The people around had already noticed the young man's reaction, wondering if it was really that delicious?
Anyway, it's not expensive, just have a taste.

The elders eating steamed buns surrounded them, some asked for one, some asked for five, and some were more generous, as long as they asked for ten.

If you don't have money to buy it, you can even get it together. If you can't afford it, can't you smell it?

When Zhu Dazhuang came out of the kitchen, he saw the commotion in the main room, and shouted loudly, "What are you doing!"

Everyone dispersed, leaving only Xie Cheng standing where he was.

Xie Cheng said to Zhu Dazhuang frankly, "Brother, try the spicy strips made by my family."

Zhu Dazhuang already admired Xie Cheng very much, this was the first time he took the initiative to speak, and he came here with a gift, he immediately laughed and said, all the flesh on his face piled up.

"What is it?"

"Spicy strips."

It is impossible for spicy sticks to be sold in slaughterhouses all the time. Zhu Dazhuang has more knowledge and contacts than him, and he needs Zhu Dazhuang's help.

Zhu Dazhuang casually squeezed two and put them in his mouth, the spicy taste made his eyes light up.

"It was delicious."

The children in the family should like this gadget, Zhu Dazhuang looked at the spicy strips and there was only a little bit left, "I want all the rest."

"Brother, if you like to eat, I will give you all of it without you having to pay for it." Xie Cheng said calmly, "I want to do the spicy stick business in the future, and I still need your help."