I opened a restaurant in ancient times
Chapter 27
The woman wasn't actually angry, she just wanted to show him off and let him know that it was wrong to cry so rudely.
She turned to look at the child, looked into his foggy eyes, and said softly: "Yulang, you are no longer a child, you are a man, you bleed but don't shed tears, you can't cry like this in the future, you know?" ?”
The child sobbed: "I know... I know."
Seeing the mother and son getting back together again, Lin Sanniang called them with a smile: "Come and see, I bought fresh food in Beishi today. I heard about it from the neighbor's wife. It's delicious."
The child's name is Zhang Yu, and his nickname is Yulang. He has been very picky since he was a child. When he heard Grandma say that there is fresh food, he quickly stopped crying and ran to Lin Sanniang. He stretched his head to see what it was. eat.
Lin Sanniang asked Yulang to go to the kitchen to get a few bowls, and kept saying to herself: "The boss is nice, and he even gave you some fruit water to try, and I'll give Yulang half a bowl later. Leave half a bowl for Wen Niang to taste..."
Wen Niang is his daughter-in-law, Yulang's mother.
Wen Niang listened, leaned over and asked her, "What is this?"
"This one is called Liangpi, and this one is cold noodles. They were all bought at food stalls in Beishi, but many people went there and queued up. I waited for a long time before I was in line."
Wen Niang heard about this food stall from others. It is said that the boss learned these fresh foods from foreigners. There is no other restaurant in the town that can find this kind of food!
"Grandmother! I've wanted to try it for a long time, but unfortunately I haven't found a chance to go there." At this time, Yulang just brought some bowls over.
Wen Niang took it, patted his head, and said with a smile: "We can eat later when Dad comes, Yulang wait a little longer, okay?"
He had just endured a quarrel, so he didn't dare to say anything at this time. He sat on the stool, his legs were shaking, and he just waited wholeheartedly for Dad to come home and have dinner together.
Yulang's father was a laborer on the pier, and sometimes went to the martial arts hall to do a small job as a martial arts master for a long time. It was almost noon when the strong young man got off work and went home.
Wen Niang hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face, and called him to eat quickly, and the family sat around the table.
"What kind of food is this, why haven't I seen it before?"
Lin Sanniang answered him with a smile: "This is a newly opened food stall in Beishi. Come and try it. Many people at the stall say it's good."
Zhang Zhuang sees that the cold noodles are somewhat different from ordinary noodles. The cold noodles look more tender, and with various vegetable sauces, they look very nice.
He took a sip, and found that the cold noodles were delicious, smooth, and attractive in color. The most important thing was that they were no hotter than the soup noodles. After eating this bowl of noodles, there was no trace of sweat all over his body, which greatly relieved the loss of appetite brought about by summer.
The same is true for Yulang, he himself is a small person holding the bowl in front of him, he can't stop mouthful after mouthful, he doesn't even have time to say anything, he just eats the noodles dully.
Seeing that both Zhangzhuang and Yulang were eating happily, Lin Sanniang felt a little relieved.
Zhang Zhuang is her son, and he has been working on the pier for the past few days, which is quite exhausting. Not only do children have no appetite for food in this terrible summer weather, even adults have no appetite.
Since the beginning of summer, Yulang has been clamoring and refusing to eat, and he has lost a lot of weight. Seeing that he is finally willing to eat, Lin Sanniang picked up her bowl.
When the whole family was full, Yulang hugged his stomach and said, "It's so supportive, the noodles here are delicious, shall we eat them often in the future?"
Zhang Zhuang also nodded: "Grandma, Wen Niang, I can earn a lot of money as a foreman at the dock. I don't need to save money for the family. I can still earn it. I usually buy what I want. Don't wrong yourself."
Wen Niang smiled, "Okay, I got it."
Lin Sanniang suddenly remembered that the sweet water hadn't been drunk yet, so she hurried to get two bowls, poured them apart, and gave one to Yulang and the other to Wenniang: "Here, try whether it's sweet or not. The boss gave it to me!"
Zhang Zhuang frowned, and said to Lin Sanniang: "Mum, why didn't I..." His tone was pitiful, and he also liked sweets. Although he was a strong man, who stipulated that strong men are not allowed to eat sweets?
Yulang looked at his father's appearance, and patted his shoulder with his mouth flattened: "Dad, don't cry, my mother said that a man is a man, he bleeds without tears, don't cry, I'll give you mine!"
Zhang Zhuang took the sweet water of love handed over by the little man, dumbfounded, took a sip, and pushed it back: "Yulang, I don't like to drink this, you can drink it!"
The little Yulang frowned and thought for a long time, took it and drank it all in one gulp, patted his bulging belly: "Don't be afraid, Dad! I'm done drinking!"
In his heart, Dad didn't drink it because Dad thought it was bad and disgusting, so Yulang eliminated it, and Dad would no longer be afraid to drink sweet water!
On the other side, Zhao Heng's stall has not been closed yet, and he and Jiang Yuan are still busy entertaining a few guests.
The newly made Liangpi is very popular this time, and the prepared Liangpi is almost sold out before the morning is over.
This made Jiang Yuan very happy. He came a little late this morning, but fortunately he didn't delay his money, otherwise he would definitely feel guilty.
Zhao Heng's food stall is very popular, it can be said that few people don't know about it.Most people have never actually come here to taste it, but they will definitely hear about this stall from neighbors, relatives and friends.
And this also brought new customers to Zhao Heng's stall every day. Sometimes there were too many people queuing up at his food stall, and some customers would choose to buy something nearby to pad their stomachs first.
The owners of the nearby stalls near Zhao Heng's stall also made a lot of money and took good care of Zhao Heng. After all, such a popular stall can bring them business.
No one is envious or envious. Noodle soup doesn’t sell as well in summer as it does in winter.The bosses selling noodle soup are all eager to try it, and wait until winter to see who's business is good!
At that time, the cold noodle cold skin will definitely not be as warm as the soup noodles. Even if the young boss learns a foreign recipe, he may not be able to come up with a popular food in winter.
At this time, Zhao Heng's stall had already lost a lot of people, and the sun was almost at full height, and it would make people sweat profusely if they stayed under the sun for a while, and many customers had finished their meals and left before then.
Zhao Heng and Jiang Yuan discussed and waited for a while, and when the remaining guests left, they packed up their things and went back to the village.
"We can go back in a little while, are you hot?"
There were still fine beads of sweat on Jiang Yuan's forehead, because Zhao Heng couldn't do without himself as the cook, and when there were so many people just now, he took the initiative to greet most of them.So he was very tired at this time, but he didn't care too much, just said: "It's okay."
His not-so-fair skin was slightly red, and Zhao Heng was a little worried about him. He was busy all the time in such hot weather, and if he got sick, he would be in trouble.
This era is an era where even the wind and cold can kill people. We must attach great importance to the body, and we cannot pass it lightly.
"Don't hold on, go sit and rest for a while." Zhao Heng looked up at the surrounding tables and chairs, saw an empty table in the corner, and told him to take a rest.
"Here, sit over there and rest for a while, don't keep busy."
It happened to be a cool place over there. Zhao Heng touched the box covered with the old quilt. There were some small ice cubes in it, and there was another ice cube that he specially sewed a bag with cloth.
Just for this time, if someone feels dizzy, they can use these ice cubes to cool down a little, at least to make their body more comfortable.
He took out the cloth bag from the box, handed it to Jiang Yuan, and motioned him to sit and rest with it: "Go quickly."
It was cold to start with, this is... ice?
It's summer, how could Zhao Heng have ice?Like ice in summer and coal in winter, ordinary people can't afford it. He has just set up a stall for a few days, so how can there be ice?
Jiang Yuan raised his head to look at him, trying to find out the reason from his eyes, but unexpectedly bumped into his bright eyes, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Jiang Yuan lowered his expression and stopped asking Zhao Heng. After all, he had his own reasons. Maybe his family would have used this method of preserving or making ice in the past!
He only nodded to express his acquiescence, and was going to rest in a cool corner.
Because he has been running around and busy all morning, and has no time to drink water, he is indeed a little dizzy now.
But Jiang Yuan was still a little worried about Zhao Heng. After all, he was as busy as him and didn't rest all morning. "I'll help you entertain these guests before going to rest."
"There are only a few guests left, and I can come here by myself, don't take your body to heart, go and have a rest..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Heng caught sight of a group of people coming this way from the corner of his eye, motioned Jiang Yuan to sit and rest, and turned around to meet him. The group looked familiar.
When the one who came back was a little closer, Zhao Heng saw clearly that the group of people were the passing merchants from before.
It took two days to come back again, I don't know if it was too busy, but the guy in the lead said he would give him some ground pears!
If you can buy some from them, you can make a lot of food to sell, such as potato chips, potato chips, potato cakes... all of them are very popular foods.
Furthermore, Dili, that is, potatoes, has a high yield and is easy to feed. It is a better choice for people like him who can't concentrate on farming.
You only need to plant pears every year, and you don’t have to go to the field to take care of them, which can save a lot of time for cooking.
The most important thing is that Dili is one of the staple foods in China, and it tastes quite good. There are so many things that can be made from this plant!
A group of passing merchants soon arrived at Zhao Heng's stall, and the young man in the lead said loudly, "Boss, add more spice to the three servings of cold noodles."
"It's coming? Customer, wait a moment, it will be ready soon." Zhao Heng responded with a smile, while starting to cook the noodles.
After several people sat down, the young man in the lead got up and came towards this side, holding something in a small cloth bag in his hand.
When he walked to Zhao Heng's side, he called Zhao Heng: "Boss!"
"Huh?" Zhao Heng's work cannot be separated from people, so he just looked up at the young man without stopping.
"When I came last time, I said I would give you some pears." He stretched out his hand and handed the bag to Zhao Heng, "Boss, why don't you cook something for us brothers to taste?"
Reaching out to take it, "I agreed last time. Let you taste something. If you all find it delicious, you will give me some of these. I will buy some more later."
"Hahaha, good! Since I promised the boss, I will definitely do it, don't worry! But if you want to buy that pear, I will give you a cheaper price."
"Then it's done, don't change it!"
There happened to be a small iron pot at hand. Zhao Heng took some oil and heated it until it was warm. Then he cut the potatoes into shreds for later use. This time he was going to make a home-cooked dish that everyone in China knows.
After all, on the street, everyone can see his actions clearly. If there is something he wants to sell for money in the future, he must not make it at the stall. If someone learns the method, what money does he have? earn?
Hot and sour potato shreds is the most suitable home-cooked dish, and it is also the most convenient to make now.
When the oil temperature is right, put down the chopped peppers and shredded potatoes. There is a crackling sound between the hot oil and the food colliding with each other, and soon it becomes a muffled sound.
Sprinkle salt, add vinegar, and add a spoonful of sugar to enhance the freshness. After the dish was finished, Zhao Heng took a bowl and put it in, and delivered it to the tables of the passing merchants himself.
"Let's try it."
The potato shreds just out of the pot were still a little hot to the touch, Zhao Heng hurriedly put them on the table, "Maybe a little hot."
Those few people were not good at words, so they didn't talk much, and the dishes made by the pears here smelled mouth-watering, and the tall and burly men seemed to have never eaten, and they picked up a large chopsticks towards themselves. Putting it in a bowl, I can't even talk about it.
All of them just lowered their heads to eat, and the young man in the lead asked him: "How did you come up with this method? We have grown pears for many years in our place, and no one has made such vegetables."
Zhao Heng shook his head and said, "I didn't come up with this idea, but I borrowed the wisdom of the predecessors to find a trick."
Although his source of income now depends entirely on modern memory and craftsmanship, he will not put himself in the position of a pioneer.
At most, it can only be regarded as transporting all kinds of delicacies in the future here. He defines himself very accurately, and he is just a transporter.
He hopes to make money as soon as possible, but it doesn't mean he will attribute all the recipes of these dishes to himself.
"Well...it's delicious! Boss, I didn't know that pears are so delicious!"
"That's right! Why didn't there be anyone with such skills in our family? Otherwise, we would have eaten it long ago, and it wouldn't take so many years to eat it in our mouths!"
"Isn't it!"
She turned to look at the child, looked into his foggy eyes, and said softly: "Yulang, you are no longer a child, you are a man, you bleed but don't shed tears, you can't cry like this in the future, you know?" ?”
The child sobbed: "I know... I know."
Seeing the mother and son getting back together again, Lin Sanniang called them with a smile: "Come and see, I bought fresh food in Beishi today. I heard about it from the neighbor's wife. It's delicious."
The child's name is Zhang Yu, and his nickname is Yulang. He has been very picky since he was a child. When he heard Grandma say that there is fresh food, he quickly stopped crying and ran to Lin Sanniang. He stretched his head to see what it was. eat.
Lin Sanniang asked Yulang to go to the kitchen to get a few bowls, and kept saying to herself: "The boss is nice, and he even gave you some fruit water to try, and I'll give Yulang half a bowl later. Leave half a bowl for Wen Niang to taste..."
Wen Niang is his daughter-in-law, Yulang's mother.
Wen Niang listened, leaned over and asked her, "What is this?"
"This one is called Liangpi, and this one is cold noodles. They were all bought at food stalls in Beishi, but many people went there and queued up. I waited for a long time before I was in line."
Wen Niang heard about this food stall from others. It is said that the boss learned these fresh foods from foreigners. There is no other restaurant in the town that can find this kind of food!
"Grandmother! I've wanted to try it for a long time, but unfortunately I haven't found a chance to go there." At this time, Yulang just brought some bowls over.
Wen Niang took it, patted his head, and said with a smile: "We can eat later when Dad comes, Yulang wait a little longer, okay?"
He had just endured a quarrel, so he didn't dare to say anything at this time. He sat on the stool, his legs were shaking, and he just waited wholeheartedly for Dad to come home and have dinner together.
Yulang's father was a laborer on the pier, and sometimes went to the martial arts hall to do a small job as a martial arts master for a long time. It was almost noon when the strong young man got off work and went home.
Wen Niang hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face, and called him to eat quickly, and the family sat around the table.
"What kind of food is this, why haven't I seen it before?"
Lin Sanniang answered him with a smile: "This is a newly opened food stall in Beishi. Come and try it. Many people at the stall say it's good."
Zhang Zhuang sees that the cold noodles are somewhat different from ordinary noodles. The cold noodles look more tender, and with various vegetable sauces, they look very nice.
He took a sip, and found that the cold noodles were delicious, smooth, and attractive in color. The most important thing was that they were no hotter than the soup noodles. After eating this bowl of noodles, there was no trace of sweat all over his body, which greatly relieved the loss of appetite brought about by summer.
The same is true for Yulang, he himself is a small person holding the bowl in front of him, he can't stop mouthful after mouthful, he doesn't even have time to say anything, he just eats the noodles dully.
Seeing that both Zhangzhuang and Yulang were eating happily, Lin Sanniang felt a little relieved.
Zhang Zhuang is her son, and he has been working on the pier for the past few days, which is quite exhausting. Not only do children have no appetite for food in this terrible summer weather, even adults have no appetite.
Since the beginning of summer, Yulang has been clamoring and refusing to eat, and he has lost a lot of weight. Seeing that he is finally willing to eat, Lin Sanniang picked up her bowl.
When the whole family was full, Yulang hugged his stomach and said, "It's so supportive, the noodles here are delicious, shall we eat them often in the future?"
Zhang Zhuang also nodded: "Grandma, Wen Niang, I can earn a lot of money as a foreman at the dock. I don't need to save money for the family. I can still earn it. I usually buy what I want. Don't wrong yourself."
Wen Niang smiled, "Okay, I got it."
Lin Sanniang suddenly remembered that the sweet water hadn't been drunk yet, so she hurried to get two bowls, poured them apart, and gave one to Yulang and the other to Wenniang: "Here, try whether it's sweet or not. The boss gave it to me!"
Zhang Zhuang frowned, and said to Lin Sanniang: "Mum, why didn't I..." His tone was pitiful, and he also liked sweets. Although he was a strong man, who stipulated that strong men are not allowed to eat sweets?
Yulang looked at his father's appearance, and patted his shoulder with his mouth flattened: "Dad, don't cry, my mother said that a man is a man, he bleeds without tears, don't cry, I'll give you mine!"
Zhang Zhuang took the sweet water of love handed over by the little man, dumbfounded, took a sip, and pushed it back: "Yulang, I don't like to drink this, you can drink it!"
The little Yulang frowned and thought for a long time, took it and drank it all in one gulp, patted his bulging belly: "Don't be afraid, Dad! I'm done drinking!"
In his heart, Dad didn't drink it because Dad thought it was bad and disgusting, so Yulang eliminated it, and Dad would no longer be afraid to drink sweet water!
On the other side, Zhao Heng's stall has not been closed yet, and he and Jiang Yuan are still busy entertaining a few guests.
The newly made Liangpi is very popular this time, and the prepared Liangpi is almost sold out before the morning is over.
This made Jiang Yuan very happy. He came a little late this morning, but fortunately he didn't delay his money, otherwise he would definitely feel guilty.
Zhao Heng's food stall is very popular, it can be said that few people don't know about it.Most people have never actually come here to taste it, but they will definitely hear about this stall from neighbors, relatives and friends.
And this also brought new customers to Zhao Heng's stall every day. Sometimes there were too many people queuing up at his food stall, and some customers would choose to buy something nearby to pad their stomachs first.
The owners of the nearby stalls near Zhao Heng's stall also made a lot of money and took good care of Zhao Heng. After all, such a popular stall can bring them business.
No one is envious or envious. Noodle soup doesn’t sell as well in summer as it does in winter.The bosses selling noodle soup are all eager to try it, and wait until winter to see who's business is good!
At that time, the cold noodle cold skin will definitely not be as warm as the soup noodles. Even if the young boss learns a foreign recipe, he may not be able to come up with a popular food in winter.
At this time, Zhao Heng's stall had already lost a lot of people, and the sun was almost at full height, and it would make people sweat profusely if they stayed under the sun for a while, and many customers had finished their meals and left before then.
Zhao Heng and Jiang Yuan discussed and waited for a while, and when the remaining guests left, they packed up their things and went back to the village.
"We can go back in a little while, are you hot?"
There were still fine beads of sweat on Jiang Yuan's forehead, because Zhao Heng couldn't do without himself as the cook, and when there were so many people just now, he took the initiative to greet most of them.So he was very tired at this time, but he didn't care too much, just said: "It's okay."
His not-so-fair skin was slightly red, and Zhao Heng was a little worried about him. He was busy all the time in such hot weather, and if he got sick, he would be in trouble.
This era is an era where even the wind and cold can kill people. We must attach great importance to the body, and we cannot pass it lightly.
"Don't hold on, go sit and rest for a while." Zhao Heng looked up at the surrounding tables and chairs, saw an empty table in the corner, and told him to take a rest.
"Here, sit over there and rest for a while, don't keep busy."
It happened to be a cool place over there. Zhao Heng touched the box covered with the old quilt. There were some small ice cubes in it, and there was another ice cube that he specially sewed a bag with cloth.
Just for this time, if someone feels dizzy, they can use these ice cubes to cool down a little, at least to make their body more comfortable.
He took out the cloth bag from the box, handed it to Jiang Yuan, and motioned him to sit and rest with it: "Go quickly."
It was cold to start with, this is... ice?
It's summer, how could Zhao Heng have ice?Like ice in summer and coal in winter, ordinary people can't afford it. He has just set up a stall for a few days, so how can there be ice?
Jiang Yuan raised his head to look at him, trying to find out the reason from his eyes, but unexpectedly bumped into his bright eyes, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Jiang Yuan lowered his expression and stopped asking Zhao Heng. After all, he had his own reasons. Maybe his family would have used this method of preserving or making ice in the past!
He only nodded to express his acquiescence, and was going to rest in a cool corner.
Because he has been running around and busy all morning, and has no time to drink water, he is indeed a little dizzy now.
But Jiang Yuan was still a little worried about Zhao Heng. After all, he was as busy as him and didn't rest all morning. "I'll help you entertain these guests before going to rest."
"There are only a few guests left, and I can come here by myself, don't take your body to heart, go and have a rest..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Heng caught sight of a group of people coming this way from the corner of his eye, motioned Jiang Yuan to sit and rest, and turned around to meet him. The group looked familiar.
When the one who came back was a little closer, Zhao Heng saw clearly that the group of people were the passing merchants from before.
It took two days to come back again, I don't know if it was too busy, but the guy in the lead said he would give him some ground pears!
If you can buy some from them, you can make a lot of food to sell, such as potato chips, potato chips, potato cakes... all of them are very popular foods.
Furthermore, Dili, that is, potatoes, has a high yield and is easy to feed. It is a better choice for people like him who can't concentrate on farming.
You only need to plant pears every year, and you don’t have to go to the field to take care of them, which can save a lot of time for cooking.
The most important thing is that Dili is one of the staple foods in China, and it tastes quite good. There are so many things that can be made from this plant!
A group of passing merchants soon arrived at Zhao Heng's stall, and the young man in the lead said loudly, "Boss, add more spice to the three servings of cold noodles."
"It's coming? Customer, wait a moment, it will be ready soon." Zhao Heng responded with a smile, while starting to cook the noodles.
After several people sat down, the young man in the lead got up and came towards this side, holding something in a small cloth bag in his hand.
When he walked to Zhao Heng's side, he called Zhao Heng: "Boss!"
"Huh?" Zhao Heng's work cannot be separated from people, so he just looked up at the young man without stopping.
"When I came last time, I said I would give you some pears." He stretched out his hand and handed the bag to Zhao Heng, "Boss, why don't you cook something for us brothers to taste?"
Reaching out to take it, "I agreed last time. Let you taste something. If you all find it delicious, you will give me some of these. I will buy some more later."
"Hahaha, good! Since I promised the boss, I will definitely do it, don't worry! But if you want to buy that pear, I will give you a cheaper price."
"Then it's done, don't change it!"
There happened to be a small iron pot at hand. Zhao Heng took some oil and heated it until it was warm. Then he cut the potatoes into shreds for later use. This time he was going to make a home-cooked dish that everyone in China knows.
After all, on the street, everyone can see his actions clearly. If there is something he wants to sell for money in the future, he must not make it at the stall. If someone learns the method, what money does he have? earn?
Hot and sour potato shreds is the most suitable home-cooked dish, and it is also the most convenient to make now.
When the oil temperature is right, put down the chopped peppers and shredded potatoes. There is a crackling sound between the hot oil and the food colliding with each other, and soon it becomes a muffled sound.
Sprinkle salt, add vinegar, and add a spoonful of sugar to enhance the freshness. After the dish was finished, Zhao Heng took a bowl and put it in, and delivered it to the tables of the passing merchants himself.
"Let's try it."
The potato shreds just out of the pot were still a little hot to the touch, Zhao Heng hurriedly put them on the table, "Maybe a little hot."
Those few people were not good at words, so they didn't talk much, and the dishes made by the pears here smelled mouth-watering, and the tall and burly men seemed to have never eaten, and they picked up a large chopsticks towards themselves. Putting it in a bowl, I can't even talk about it.
All of them just lowered their heads to eat, and the young man in the lead asked him: "How did you come up with this method? We have grown pears for many years in our place, and no one has made such vegetables."
Zhao Heng shook his head and said, "I didn't come up with this idea, but I borrowed the wisdom of the predecessors to find a trick."
Although his source of income now depends entirely on modern memory and craftsmanship, he will not put himself in the position of a pioneer.
At most, it can only be regarded as transporting all kinds of delicacies in the future here. He defines himself very accurately, and he is just a transporter.
He hopes to make money as soon as possible, but it doesn't mean he will attribute all the recipes of these dishes to himself.
"Well...it's delicious! Boss, I didn't know that pears are so delicious!"
"That's right! Why didn't there be anyone with such skills in our family? Otherwise, we would have eaten it long ago, and it wouldn't take so many years to eat it in our mouths!"
"Isn't it!"
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