Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

Song Lihua tilted her head slightly, the expression on her face was very lively, and she said mysteriously: "This Liangpi is naturally a good thing."

If you want to make something become a household name, you must first make it have a story and feelings.

She thought for two seconds and immediately came up with a story for Liangpi——

"It is said that there is a woman whose child refuses to eat every summer. It is said that it is because the weather is too hot and has no appetite. But the child is growing, how can he do it without eating? So the woman So she went to the temple to pray and asked the gods in heaven to find a way for her."

Having said this, Song Lihua stopped talking and took out the cold skin she made at home.

The cold skins are stacked one by one, and the color is white and translucent. When stacked together, they look like a translucent beauty.

In addition to the prepared cold skin, she also took out several bowls of matching toppings.

There are crispy fried peanuts, bean sprouts cooked and cooled, crisp and juicy cucumber shreds cut into thin strips, steamed and chewy gluten, as well as the sauce water and chili oil she prepared.

The display of this series of things attracted everyone's attention, and the unfinished story also whetted everyone's appetite.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Mrs. Song, what happened next? Did the gods in the sky answer her questions?"

Song Lihua raised the corner of her mouth, blinked her eyes, and said: "Later... on the night when she prayed to the gods and worshiped the Buddha, the gods in the sky gave her a dream. The gods told her the method of making Liangpi in the dream. He also said that if you eat cold skin in the summer, you won’t lose your appetite!”

It's a very simple story, but some people actually believe it.

"Is this Liangpi really so magical? If I eat it, won't I have a fate with the gods in the sky? Miss Song, how can I sell and eat this thing?" The person standing at the front couldn't help it.

Song Lihua raised her eyes and said seriously: "Liangpi costs twelve cents per serving, and the daily limit is eighty. If you bring your own bowls and chopsticks, you can save two cents. I have only prepared thirty servings today. If you arrive late, it will be gone."

Her target customers this time are no longer pedestrians who come and go in a hurry, but the residents of Qinghe Town. Originally, she only wanted to sell them for ten cents each, and the two cents were just a cover.

"It's not expensive at all. Give me a bowl to try first." Someone immediately threw twelve copper coins into her cash box.

The others were watching curiously, wanting to see what Liangpi was.

Song Lihua asked the man to sit down at the small table she had set up, and then in front of all the onlookers, she quickly took out three pieces of cold skin from the folded cold skins, cut them a few times, and put them in the prepared pottery bowls. middle. Immediately afterwards, Song Lihua used chopsticks to pick up various ingredients and seasonings and put them in. Her skillful operation was jaw-dropping.

The last step is to drizzle a small spoonful of chili oil according to the customer's preference.

The pottery bowl is delivered to the customer's hands, with the white dough and bright red spicy oil. Before the chopsticks are moved, you can already smell the spicy and sour aroma mixed with the fragrance of the noodles, which makes your mouth water. .

The diner stirred with chopsticks, and the cold skin had been cut into long strips. Each strip of cold skin was coated with spicy oil, and various condiments were also coated with sauce due to stirring.