He was betrayed at the beginning, from a cake seller to a wealthy person

This time Lu Yan cooked a large pot of stew and prepared ten more portions. The next day, she also prepared ten more portions of shredded potatoes. The meat remained the same at two pounds and fourteen yuan.

Before leaving, she chopped a dozen sweet potatoes, called Lu Sheng up and asked him to continue grinding sweet potato starch.

Lu Yan arrived early as usual, but the people waiting for food arrived earlier than her.

"You're here, I've been thinking about your pancake all day!"

"The person who worked with me told me that your food is delicious. Let me try it. Is it really so delicious?"

"I was late yesterday. Come and line up early today."

For food business, the best sign is the diners who eat delicious food. A group of strong men held hot lotus leaf pancakes filled with shredded potatoes or stewed vegetables in their hands and ate them without raising their heads. They quickly attracted a group of people buying breakfast.

Is it really that delicious? When I asked about the price, it was 3 yuan for the vegetarian dish, 4 yuan for the braised dish, and 6 yuan for the meat dish. The boss is a piece of meat, actually sandwiched in the cake! What is stew?

As long as you ask, the stall owner who looks like a half-year-old kid will cut a piece for you with a smile, stick it in with a bamboo skewer, and tell you to try it first for free.

As soon as you put that finger-sized stew into your mouth, you will fall into her trap!

What is this! Why does my mouth taste like meat! You can also eat minced meat! 4 cents, why don’t you get one?

The little scholar who said he wanted to buy it for his parents yesterday actually came. After tasting the stew, he immediately counted ten cents and ordered one stew and one meat.

The boy at the blacksmith shop next to him couldn't help but ask: "Little scholar, have you ever eaten her meat? Is it delicious?"

The little scholar nodded crazily: "It's delicious! Why would I buy it if it's not delicious?"

Lu Yan was serving meat to the scholar. She took out a square piece of fragrant stewed meat from the jar, cut it into four pieces, put it directly into the lotus leaf bun, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to the scholar. The scholar stuffed it preciously into his clothes and chuckled: "Let my parents try the meat, and I'll just have the braised one."

The clerk at the grain store next to him also looked envious: "It's only 6 cents... I really can't bear to part with it..."

Lu Yan couldn't help laughing and joking: "It's not what I said, our house is really not expensive. Our 6 cents is actually a big piece of meat. Look at the wonton buns. It takes one bowl of wontons and one bun." How much meat stuffing is there? The stuffing is really enough, and the pig has been wrapped for a year without being hurt."

After Lu Yan finished speaking, the diners in front of the stall all laughed.

"You little lady are too narrow-minded!"

"You are quite sharp-tongued at such a young age."

"Then I'll try our big piece of meat too!" Someone carefully counted out 6 cents. Anyway, it's only two cents more than the stewed meat. No one can afford it.

"Okay!" Lu Yan responded neatly, and quickly fished out the meat, cut it, and sandwiched the cakes: "Our stew contains more than ten kinds of spices, just eat it, I guarantee that the taste will not be the same. You’ll regret it.”

When the waiter took a bite of the lotus leaf pancake with meat and meat for 6 yuan, he was stunned.

This meat stew is so delicious! He didn't know what spices were added, he simply thought, how could the meat taste like this? In other words, should meat taste like this? The meat he ate before didn't even deserve to be called meat. Maybe he had eaten in few good places, but he felt that the stew in big restaurants was nothing more than that!

Several workers saw how sweet he ate and smelled the rich aroma of meat, so they couldn't help but want to try some meat too. There were a few people who wanted to taste it together, but Lu Yan didn't say anything. She picked up the knife and chopped it into two or three halves, wrapped each portion in a piece of oil paper and handed it over.

What surprised Lu Yan the most was that scholar Song Bowen, who was attracted by Lu Sheng's calligraphy yesterday, came with several classmates.

"I want to see what word makes you, Song Bowen, so worried?"

"Haha, I'm more interested in the food. It's rare for Brother Bowen to praise a food so much!"

Lu Yan laughed immediately: "It's better to come early than to come by chance. There are only 6 pieces of meat left today."

"Give me one, quickly!" Song Bowen was in a hurry, asking for cakes and excitedly pointing to the signboard behind Lu Yan: "Look, this is the word! Is the writing very good?"

The few young scholars who came with Song Bowen all asked for meat cakes, and then turned to look at Lu Sheng's words.

"Oh my, what a good calligraphy! No wonder Brother Bowen cares about it!" said one of the scholars.

Song Bowen took the lotus leaf cake from Lu Yan and asked, "This stall is called Lu Ji. Girl, your surname should be Lu? Miss Lu, is your brother also a scholar? I don't know which sage he should study with?" "

Lu Yan was cutting the meat and pie with her hands and feet quickly while answering: "My brother is a scholar, but he is currently studying at home and does not follow a teacher."

Song Bowen was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand a little when he saw that Lu Yan was still a half-year-old child setting up a stall. Even though he is the young master of a wealthy businessman and has never suffered the hardship of poverty, he also knows how expensive studying is. His classmates who are relatively well-off have to copy books from time to time to support their families. It can be seen that studying For ordinary people, it is a bottomless pit.

Lu Yan looked only eleven or twelve years old, and her brother was even younger. To be able to write such good calligraphy at such a young age, Song Bowen's mood was indescribably complicated. Fortunately, he was still studying on his own and did not completely give up on his studies and bury himself.

"Miss Lu, I would like to make acquaintance with your brother, but I wonder if I will have this opportunity?" Song Bowen asked again.

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment: "I'll go back and tell him about making friends and see what he wants."

Song Bowen said that he was kind and kind, so he called his servant and bought all the three pieces of meat that Lu Yan had left.

"Miss Lu, I think your stewed meat is really good. If you want to buy it home for the elders to try, you don't need to cut it. I don't want the steamed buns either, so why don't you give me the jar as well?" Song Bowen said. Then she threw a piece of silver into the bamboo basket. When she saw that it was about half a tael, Lu Yan was stunned.

"Oh, take it if you want it. What's a jar worth? Why give so much?" Lu Yan frowned.

The fat scholar who came with Song Bowen said with a smile: "Miss Lu, don't worry, he is very rich, has Miss Mo heard of him?"

Lu Yan nodded. Yidianmo is the largest bookstore in town, with three floors. In fact, Lu Yan thought it was a cultural supplies store, because in addition to selling books, it also sold pens, inks, paper and inkstones, with all kinds of grades.

"That's his family's industry." The fat scholar said, "It doesn't feel bad to be a rich man."

Lu Yan: "..."

I'm sorry, I didn't expect that he was not only a scholar, but also a second-generation rich man.