Dress like a farmer

boom!

Following Xingmu's shocking sound, everyone immersed in the story came to their senses.

There was a momentary daze.

It's like sleeping soundly, but being suddenly awakened by someone, my mind is a little numb, silly.

"That's the end of today's story. I want to know what kind of official title the Stone Monkey Sun Wukong will confer. Let me explain in detail next time."

Su Ge'er's voice was neither in a rush nor slow, like a spring breeze blowing willows.

"Hey! Why don't you talk about it? The sun is still high outside the house, let's continue talking!"

"That's right, how long have you been talking about? Has it been half an hour? It's too fast. I just heard something, and it's gone! It's gone! Boss Chen, Boss Chen, come out, what are you doing? You It’s okay to make reservations and limited quantities for food, but this story must let us enjoy listening to it.”

"Where did Brother Chen get the script? It's so well written, it really sounds like that."

"I just said, there must be immortals in our world, and we mortals just can't see them."

"Sun Wukong has immortal skills by his side, so there is no need to go to the sky. What's so good about being an official, it's better to be the king of the mountain in the mortal world."

"Brother, I think it's better to go to heaven..."

Or clamoring to continue listening to the story, or talking about the immortals in the world in twos and threes, or taking the opportunity to tell the strange people and strange things they have heard, most of them are discussing stories, whether Monkey King will become an official in the sky, it will get What kind of official rank and so on.

For a while, the lobby was as lively as going to a market.

Chen Yuping let them shout, hid in the corner and had fun secretly, but did not appear in the lobby.

After watching for a while, he went to the back yard.

Well, this storyteller is very good, we have to talk to him about the treatment.

The next day, not long after the store opened, people came into the store one after another.

"When did Shopkeeper Shen start storytelling?"

"Are you here to listen to Journey to the West? Coincidentally, me too!"

"Xiao Er, please ask your boss, can I bring in the noodles I bought from the small shop on South Street?"

"It's still too little breakfast, just a soup dumpling, which is more expensive than meat buns, but it's not as full as meat buns. I said Brother Ping, do you want to add something to your breakfast?"

"I want to eat braised pork buns."

"Every morning at [-] o'clock, the storytelling starts, and it lasts for an hour. Mr. Su's storytelling in the morning is about the content of yesterday afternoon. If you want to listen to new content, it is not the right time every afternoon."

"The food bought at Chenji on South Street can be brought into the store to eat. If you buy food from a nearby store, you can also bring it into the store to eat. At the same time, you have to spend more than five yuan in the store before you can sit all the time. in the shop."

"The boss said that tomorrow he will add one or two breakfast dishes. Today, there is a new dish of fried crispy beans. It costs one penny a plate, and five penny a bowl. It is crispy, crispy and refreshing."

"The weather is hot and there is no stewed pork buns. Chen Ji on South Street has stewed pork buns to buy. You can eat them with steamed buns. The taste is also very good."

Chen Yuping was so busy in the back kitchen that he didn't even have time to go to the front shop.

Simply put, Shen Le, Er Shanzi and Shuwa are all smart people, even if he doesn't show up, it doesn't matter.

When it is about to enter Si, the fried crispy beans are out of the pan.

The kitchen is filled with a strong aroma of oil, and the breeze blows through the window, and the aroma of oil gently wafts into the lobby.

"Huh! Sange Chen is frying crispy beans? The smell..." The speaker sniffed hard twice: "Speaking of frying crispy beans, my dad can do it too, but it's far less fragrant than Sange Chen's frying."

"Indeed, the scent is strange."

"One penny and one plate? I have to try it out."

"My aunt's fried crispy beans are said to be delicious by the neighbors, but they don't smell as good. I just don't know how it tastes."

"Boss Chen's craftsmanship, you can eat it with your eyes closed, it's worth the money! Shopkeeper Shen, five yuan for a bowl of fried crispy beans, I want one."

"I'll also have a bowl for five cents."

"One penny and one plate, let me taste it first."

As soon as the fried crispy beans came out of the pan, before they were served outside, they had already been bought for a lot.

Chen Yuping had no choice but to continue frying another pot. Originally, he thought, one pot in the morning and one pot in the afternoon. Looking at it this way, he had to fry two pots in the morning.

Thinking about it, he said to Cui Yuanjiu next to him, "Let Mrs. Zhang soak another pot of soybeans."

"I just told her."

In the front lobby, Su Geer was standing on the stage, talking about the story he told yesterday.

Those who have heard of it, those who have not, all listened attentively, picking up two crispy beans from time to time and putting them in their mouths, a mouthful of crispy and oily aroma.

Eating and eating...the empty plate!

I lowered my head and glanced, gone?gone?He smashed his mouth, picked up the wine next to him, took a sip, and saw his left hand stretching into the plate again, naturally there was nothing.

He didn't speak, his eyes were still fixed on the stage, his ears were pricked up to listen to the story, but he raised his hand.

Er Shanzi leaned over deftly, and asked in a low voice, "What orders does this master have?"

"One more dish, no, another bowl of crispy beans."

"Xingle, wait a moment."

There are more than one cases like this. Compared with Bobo chicken, kebabs, vegetarian pot skewers, etc., fried crispy beans are obviously the most convenient when listening to stories.

Chen Yuping thought of going to the cinema to watch a movie, rubbed his chin and wondered, should he make out the popcorn?Can the corn here make popcorn?Try it at home, if you can't make it out, fry some crispy pork, unfortunately, he can't make happy fat house water.

Su Ge'er grasped the timing just right, at noon, when the storyteller was over, he bowed to the audience, and he calmly stepped down from the stage.

In the back kitchen, Chen Yuping and Cui Yuanjiu were also busy.

Just waiting for lunch.

But don't worry about lunch, let's go ahead and have a look.

As soon as Chen Yuping showed up, he was pointed at and shouted: "Profitable merchant! Profiteer! Brother Ping, I just counted it clearly, and there are only 64 pieces of crispy beans in a plate. It’s gone, it’s gone after eating, the plate looks quite full, and there are too few crispy beans, so I realized that the plates in your store are too delicate and small!”

"It's only one penny, not enough to eat. You can buy a bowl for five pennies directly, which is guaranteed to be a little more than five pennies and five dishes." Chen Yuping replied cheerfully, and then smiled: "My shop is spacious and bright. , there are wonderful stories to listen to, free cattail fans, sweet and delicious well water to drink, and a penny and a plate of crispy beans to chew for a while, you should be content."

"It's reasonable to say that, we, Brother Chen, are very kind when we do business."

"I just want to ask, is there any breakfast food for tomorrow? It doesn't matter if you spend five cents. Ever since I tasted the food in the store and went home to eat, I always feel that everything is not good. Alas! Boss Chen, you Don't you really think about cooking?"

"What's for lunch in the store today? Is there much? Make a reservation, and I'll grab it."

"It's already noon, what do you guys have for lunch, Boss Chen?"

"Me! Me! Boss Chen, look at me. I don't need wages. I work very quickly. How about eating three meals a day?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he was slapped on the shoulder by the strong man next to him: "You are really smart, Boss Chen, I work harder than this kid, and I don't need to be paid, just let me eat. "

Chen Yuping was a bit dumbfounded, thought for a while and replied: "Tomorrow morning I will cook a high soup, a bowl of Yangchun noodles for five renminbi, and a bowl of sliced ​​noodles with marinated pork for eight renminbi. Tomorrow, one day, the day after tomorrow, I don’t know for the time being.”

"I don't have a reservation for noon today, everyone should go back to each house for dinner! If you want to listen to Journey to the West, remember to come to the store at the end of the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

Let's make lunch!

"Boss Chen, you are in business, you can't be so capricious!!!"

"What do you mean tomorrow is only one day? You open a store and start a business, and you don't want to find a way to make money, what are you doing?"

"Maybe there will be another breakfast the day after tomorrow..."

"You think so beautifully."

"Young man, you are too naive."

"I bet there will be no breakfast the day after tomorrow."

"I'll make a bowl of crispy beans."

"A bowl of ice cold noodles."

"A kebab."

………………

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I'll just talk about it. I won't open the market. It's a loss to me."