The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Put it in a pot of boiling water and cook it, then pick it up. There are two or two bowls in total, and there are fifteen bowls in total. Except for salt, there is no seasoning, just two pieces of vegetable leaves are scalded for decoration.

A whole row of noodle bowls were placed, and Song Fubao shouted to the hall, "Eat noodles, it's worth a tael of silver a bowl, and anyone who doesn't try it will suffer!"

"Come on, sister, you still cook noodles. I heard that only rich people eat noodles. I didn't expect that we would eat noodles today, hahaha!" Boss Song ran fast, laughing the most heartily.

"Is it really a tael of silver for a bowl of noodles? Then let's not eat it. So many people get more than ten taels of silver, and they can buy a cow. It's too expensive!" One bowl of noodles per person, alas.

"Grandpa, it must be that Fubao's craftsmanship is worth a tael of silver. No matter how expensive the wheat flour is, it can't be worth so much money!" Song Youbao felt that he was very smart, and his analysis was very correct.

Song Fubao didn’t answer. Four catties of wheat flour cost 120 Wen. Two catties are used here, which is [-] Wen. One small chicken is [-] Wen, which is the cost of [-] Wen. There are also spices and liquor, which is about [-]. money.

Two hundred wen is apportioned to each bowl of noodles, at thirteen or fourteen wen per bowl.

Compared with other dishes, the cost is greatly increased. Although there is not a tael of silver, it is still enough to stop many customers.

As for how to sell it at that time, it depends on Tianxianglou's own pricing.

After waiting for everyone to bring a bowl, Song Fubao then returned to the main room and sat down at the table. Fortunately, there was no overturning and the taste was very delicious.

The noodles look ordinary, but they taste very different.

Everyone began to taste, smell, and take a sip of the soup. They were instantly puzzled. This soup is so delicious! ! !I almost thought I was drinking broth!

Afterwards, everyone picked up the noodles and started to eat them. The noodles were smooth and chewy. They were obviously wheat, but they had a meaty smell. They were so delicious that they couldn't stop!

I was full enough just now, and now I can't refuse this bowl of noodles.

As a result, there was no sound in the whole main room, only the sound of everyone making noodles. Hearing this, Song Fubao was elated and felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

A bowl of noodles soon bottomed out, and everyone was belching while holding the bowl.

"It's so fragrant. It looks like a clear soup with little water, but a bowl of clear water noodles. I didn't expect it to be so delicious. Fu Bao, this is another new dish you came up with!"

"How did you make it? Why does it taste completely different from that of steamed buns? It's so delicious."

"That's right. By the way, didn't you see you roast a chicken before? As for the chicken, if you don't know how to make noodle soup, you use that chicken to cook it?" Song Youbao felt that he was right again, and stared at Song Fubao expectantly.

Song Fubao shook his head, just smiled, put the bowl on the table, and waved his index finger left and right, "No, if you don't believe me, you can go to the stove to find out if the chicken is there. There will always be bones left in the soup. I can't tell you now. This is the shopkeeper Liu's decision, a secret!"

After saying that, she breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked out for a walk to digest food, and also went to look at the white radish growing in the field.

Song Youbao ran to the stove house and searched for a long time, but he couldn't find even half a chicken bone. He was puzzled for a long time, and hurried after him.

But Song Fubao kept his mouth shut, no matter how much he begged, he would not say anything, which made him scratch his ears and cheeks, and was so curious that he couldn't sleep.

When the two went back for a walk, the house had already been tidied up. Song Fubao washed up and went to bed. As soon as he lay down, the window was pushed up, "Fubao~"

Song Fubao was so frightened that he subconsciously threw a pillow and threw him under the window. He opened the window to see, Song Youbao! ! !

Song Fubao: ...

Why bother!

As for it!

Song Youbao covered his nose and ran away quickly, but after a few noises, he heard the sound of Yang Liuhua pulling him back to the room outside, so she didn't go out to look.

As soon as it dawned, when she washed and dressed, Uncle Niu had already come back to fetch the second batch of tofu, dried tofu and tofu curd, and she happened to follow to the town, and brought the little chicken that was roasted yesterday.

It was stored in a small basket and covered with a thick cloth, so I couldn't tell what it was.

When he arrived in the town, Song Fubao said hello to his family and went straight to the back kitchen of Tianxiang Building. The person who received him was Li Xiaoer. After Li Xiaoer sent her off, he returned to the lobby to continue working. The shopkeeper Liu never showed up.

After asking about other people in the big kitchen, Song Fubao learned that the person who had ordered dishes from the shopkeeper Liu came to the door. He didn't know what the dishes were, and they didn't show up anyway, so they should be in the private room.

Song Fubao understood and vaguely guessed it, so he went back to the small kitchen and continued making noodles.

Because I have already done it once yesterday, it is easy to make it now. It took only a quarter of an hour to complete the preparation of the materials. Just wait for the water in the pot to boil, and then take it out.

As soon as the water boiled, Song Fubao threw the noodles in and spread them out, put the lid on the pot, and the shopkeeper Liu stepped in the next second, with a big smiling face full of trust, and he was even more satisfied with the heat in the pot, "Make it right away gone?"