Stall setting starts from Malatang

Chapter 77 77, dream

Lin Xiaojian had a dream last night. He dreamed that the Beishan Night Market had grown tenfold and became a beautiful landscape in Fengzhou City. It was also rated as a demonstration unit of the provincial street stall economy.

There is an endless stream of tourists who come to visit and exchange experiences every day. Xiaolin Malatang has even become a learning base. Some people compare it to Shilin Night Market in Fengzhou.

Shilin Night Market is a well-known scenic spot in Taiwan. It is well-known both at home and abroad. Tourists who come to Taiwan will visit it to taste local specialties. There are many tourists and crowds.

At that time, the scale of Xiaolin Malatang also increased several times with the expansion of the night market. There were more than a dozen tables, and the waiters and diners shuttled among them in an endless stream.

There are three cooking chefs who are hotly cooking the dishes. At that time, they used a small induction cooker with one pot per person, which is clean and environmentally friendly, and it is not easy to transfer odors.

Rows of copper medals hung at the entrance of the stall, some were awarded by provinces, cities and counties, and some were issued by catering organizations.

Lin Xiaojian swayed around with his hands behind his back, observing the work of the cooking master.Now he no longer needs to cook himself, what he has to do is to grasp the overall workflow.After all, one person's strength is limited, and one or two hundred bowls is the limit. It can't meet the needs of all customers. We can only break down the work into several parts step by step and hand them over to different employees.

Malatang itself is a food that was born with the concept of fast food. The side dishes and cooking techniques are not complicated. The gap between skilled workers and masters is not as big as that of traditional Chinese restaurants, so it is very suitable for copying and franchising.

If it is deep-frying, frying, frying, and stewing, which require mastering the heat and constantly shaking the spoon, the gap between a skilled chef and a chef is very large.Some restaurants have changed chefs, and everything from taste to taste has been subverted, and the business has never recovered.

There are tens of thousands of people in the night market every day, and Xiaolin Malatang can sell hundreds of bowls casually, and he is soft on collecting money.The proprietress is worried about letting outsiders do the work of managing money, so she has to do it herself.Looking at the woman with a blurred face sitting in front of the cash register, Lin Xiaojian subconsciously wanted to see what his dream wife looked like.Just as soon as this thought came up, the entire dream world spun up and down, like soap bubbles bursting, everyone and objects fell like broken glass, splashed a cloud of dust, and finally returned to nothingness.

He vaguely felt that face was extremely familiar to him, as if he had seen it in reality.

……

"Who on earth is it……"

"Forget it, isn't it just a dream? Last time I dreamed that I was having sex with a well-known actress from the Qing Palace..."

When Lin Xiaojian was working today, the scenes in his dreams flashed through his mind from time to time, and what made him most curious was his future partner.Young people are full of vigor and full of yearning for love. Seeing the classic romance scenes in the short video, my heart is always tight and tight, and I am very longing for it.

There are quite a lot of people in the night market today, and the business of all the stalls is good. The fat man has been busy making noodles, so he has no intention of wandering around.A lot of Beishan locals who helped the old and the young came here to hang out after dinner and dinner, injecting a lot of fresh vitality into the night market.

"Dad, I want an egg burger!"

"I just had a meal, what snacks to eat, I can't sleep at night if I'm too full!"

"Honey, I want to eat Malatang!"

"Didn't you say that you got angry and got acne a few days ago? You still eat, don't you think you don't have enough acne?"

Beishan is located in the north of Fengxian County. You can tell from the name that it is backed by mountains. The place is remote, poor and remote, and there is no spiritual and cultural life.In the past, the only entertainment life for Beishan people was to watch operas. In which village would a wealthy old man invite an opera troupe to perform on his birthday? People from ten miles and eight villages would come and stand outside the fence before it got dark, looking for a few stone pads Get up, lie on the wall and listen to the singing of "Yi Yi Ya Ya" with relish.

Later, there were TVs and computers, and the common people all stayed at home, and no one went outside. There were no people in the fields, only the street lights on the village roads and roads were miserable, and occasionally dogs barked and frogs croaked.

In fact, most country people like to join in the fun. On market days, even if they don’t have anything to buy, they still have to go for a walk, ask around, and come back to brag about what they have seen in the market with their relatives and friends.With the rise of the Beishan Night Market, the villagers of the nearby Beishan Village have a good place to go at night—to go to the night market with their families.If you are not full, you can buy some snacks and fruits; if you want to have fun, you can spend ten yuan playing with big geese or playing balloons, and the family will pass the time happily.

After finishing the evening rush hour, Lin Xiaojian breathed a sigh of relief, and was not in a hurry to collect the dishes on the dining table.After wiping the sweat on his forehead, he sat down on the chair, took out his mobile phone and sneakily watched a short video for a while.

"Ding!"

As soon as he turned on the phone, he received a series of WeChat notifications. He switched to WeChat and found that it was the Beishan Night Market work exchange group. He didn't know what news was coming, so he quickly touched the screen to check.

"Eh? What's going on."

"You actually asked me to be the chief liaison officer?"

He blinked, unable to understand what Captain Wang was thinking.At first, I had given up the idea of ​​serving the people, but now it was ignited again.

"Only these [-]-odd people have so many positions and so many levels."

Lin Xiaojian secretly complained, but since he was the one who was promoted, some is better than nothing, so he quickly posted a polite message in the group: "/Hold your fists together, thank you Captain Wang and everyone for your trust, I will definitely work hard!"

"congratulations!"

"/thumbs/thumbs"

"In front of the general liaison officer, some liaison officers have to pay attention to their own proportions."

Everyone congratulated one after another, and soon, someone provoked trouble while congratulating.

Originally, everyone set up their own stalls and lived in peace and harmony, but some people pretended to be pretentious and put on airs everywhere, making people uncomfortable. Everyone took this opportunity to complain.

Seeing this news, the fat man wished he could throw the phone into the stove, out of sight and out of sight.He had only had a good time two days ago, and a chief liaison officer came over his head. Wasn't this deliberately embarrassing him!

Lin Xiaojian smiled when he saw it, knowing that this person was definitely talking about fat people.In just two days, he lost all his popularity.Even the pancake boss couldn't help keeping a distance from him, for fear of being hated.

Secretly, the pancake boss scolded the fat man for an unknown number of times, telling him to calm down.This is not a job with a staff, it is purely a false position set up by the law enforcement squadron for the convenience of management, and it has no real power at all.

But the fat man didn't know how many catties and taels of wine he drank, he seemed to be on top of his head, and he couldn't listen at all, otherwise others wouldn't openly speak against him in the work group.

(End of this chapter)