Causal lottery system

Now that the mooncake stand is managed by someone, Ding Lang can finally relax a bit. Now that a prize draw requires [-] character points, he has to earn a lot of character points and save character points for the lottery. It's time for Bajie, and when I have time tomorrow, I will be able to carry out the long-lost walking Bajie activity.

So he just thought about the transformation of the mooncake stall for a while and then fell asleep peacefully.

Life should be so beautiful~

Ding Lang, who was finally able to sleep until he woke up naturally the next day, sighed.

Sleeping until you wake up naturally can't be more amazing,

He practiced calligraphy for a while, took Bajie around the school, brought lunch for his dormmates by the way, returned to the dormitory at about 11:30, turned on the computer leisurely, turned on the fan Hundreds of thousands of microblogs began to reply to the accumulated questions of netizens in the past two days.

Knowing that the husband has not moved at all these two days, many netizens speculated whether the middle-aged and elderly masters of traditional Chinese medicine have something to do. You must know that even when you posted a post on the Haijiao forum, you would reply every day, not to mention instant reply. , but about three days ago, there was no movement at all on Master Zhizhi’s Weibo and Haijiao forums, even Duduzhizhi.

As of yesterday, Mr. Zhi was still completely silent, and many fans were worried: Mr. Zhi is a middle-aged and elderly person.Master of Chinese medicine, nothing will happen, right?

After Ding Lang opened Weibo and Haijiao's posts, he realized that there are still so many people who care about him and worry about what happened to him. He was a little surprised and touched, obviously they were all strangers, and he only answered those questions because of brushing people His character value is good, if he didn't have those character values, he wouldn't answer those questions in such a frantic manner, he would probably only occasionally see one or two questions and answer them casually.

But maybe it’s because you know that Mr. is serious about answering questions, so people can’t help molesting, maybe it’s because the attributes of the middle-aged master of traditional Chinese medicine and the all-round answering expert are so cute, or it’s because you know that Mr. is a person who doesn’t advertise at all. A good person who sees the curative effect—in short, under the frenzied replies, more and more people know Mr. Zhi, and some people even call themselves his fan—although it’s just lip service.

Therefore, many people were worried about him after not seeing him for a few days.

Ding Lang looked at those messages, and on impulse, sent a meager message.

Mr. Know’s Weibo: Thank you for your concern. I had some personal matters a few days ago. Now I’m done with my personal affairs. I can continue to serve the people. answer representatively.

On Monday morning, it was Director Yan Luo Wang Qin's class again.

Ding Lang didn't know much about Director Qin, but Wu Fangchao told them the legend about Director Qin very gossip.

Director Qin's surname is Qin Mingyan, nicknamed Yan Luowang, the killer of the Wannian examination room, and the little expert with a score of 59—these three names alone are scary enough.

Qin Yan is only in his thirties this year, and he looks serious and old. If Wu Fangchao hadn't said it, Ding Lang would have thought he was 50 or [-] years old.It is said that Qin Yan is still a sea turtle. He is a graduate student majoring in computer science at a famous school in country M. He soon became the youngest university professor since the founding of Capital University.

Speaking of it this way, Qin Yan is quite admirable.In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were many such talents who gave up the favorable treatment abroad and resolutely returned to the poor and white motherland at that time, started from scratch, and then created miracles under difficult conditions.But in recent years, such talents have become less and less, but there are quite a few talents cultivated by China, who eventually gave up their Chinese nationality and went abroad to make contributions to foreign countries.Therefore, everyone in 303 was moved when they heard that there was such a case of positive energy around them.

Looking at Professor Qin alone, he would never have guessed that the other party was such a positive person——Ding Lang entered the computer room with such thoughts, preparing to take Qin Yan's class.

What Qin Yan taught was the C language, which caused headaches and fascination for many people.

Although he looks serious, his lectures are very good. He can explain the esoteric content as easy as possible, and guide students to think for themselves, drawing inferences from one instance, so Qin Yan is one of Ding Lang's favorite teachers after he entered the Capital University. .

Today's class is in the computer room. It is the first time to use C language in practice, so everyone is a little nervous and excited.

It has to be said that Ding Lang is very talented in computers. When others were still confused and unable to enter the door, he had already lingered at the door and even stepped in with one foot.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Professor Qin took a second look when he passed by him today.

At the end of the two classes, Ding Lang was still a little unfulfilled, and was about to pack up and go back to the dormitory, when he saw Professor Qin, who was standing on the other side of the podium, walking towards him with an unfathomable expression, which made the other students who were about to leave They all looked over.

It seems that in people's impression, there is nothing good for the teacher to come to him on his own initiative. Ding Lang thought that he had done nothing recently, and Qin Yan probably did not come to him, so he continued to pack the textbooks he had put aside.

"Ahem, student Ding Lang—" Qin Yan spoke in the next second.

…Ding Lang was dumbfounded, he raised his head and looked at him blankly: "Ah?"

The people around immediately cast sympathetic glances at him—this kid looked so honest, he did something wrong and fell into the hands of King Yama... [Candle] I saw Qin Yan with a straight face and said: "The thing made your classmate Take it back, come with me for a while."

...What happened in the end, can you tell me the truth!I panic!

Ding Lang could only stuff the books and notes into He Xu's arms, and followed Qin Yan out of the classroom, leaving everyone with guessing eyes.

The person in front just walked without saying a word, and naturally Ding Lang would not speak, but followed behind him step by step.

But this road is getting farther and farther, more and more sideways...

Qin Yan directly led Ding Lang out of the teaching building!

In the downstairs garage, when Qin Yan rolled out the electric car, Ding Lang belatedly realized...is this scene a bit strange?

Where did I go with Professor Qin...

He asked in embarrassment, "Professor Qin, where are we going?"

Qin Yan seemed a little stunned (actually he was so stupid), and after two seconds, he explained slowly: "Come to my house for dinner."

WTF! ! ! !

Ding Lang's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, okay!

What is he trying to do...

As pure as Ding Lang, naturally he didn't think about what a married professor liked about him, he just thought that this guy is not a murderer, he secretly took his students to the dark place to kill him, cooked hot pot or something Luckily, this is just his imagination.

After Ding Lang followed Professor Qin to an apartment not far from the school and opened the door with a key, Ding Lang saw an acquaintance—it was Li Qian who was holding his hand for a long time that day, and beside Li Qian was another This little kid was the one he saved that day.

Only then did Ding Lang realize... I couldn't help complaining, Professor Qin, please make it clear before you take people home for dinner...

The child was very happy to see Ding Lang, and Li Qian also warmly entertained him and hurried into the house, carrying slippers, drinks and fruit, obviously she was very aware of her husband's urination, she cast a reproachful glance and said nothing Yuyu just stared at Ding Lang (because his son is pestering him, okay!) Qin Yan with jealous eyes, and said apologetically, "Did Lao Qin scare you?"

"No, huh =-="

How could Ding Lang answer, but he couldn't say "Damn that's right, your husband scared me to death and thought he was going to be dismembered", right?

The enthusiasm of Li Qian and the little friend made him gradually relax from the panic of "arriving at Professor Qin's house". He hugged the little friend and waited for dinner—he didn't expect Professor Qin to talk to him, the other party was concentrating on watching TV .

The little friend is called Qin You, nicknamed Bao Bao, and he especially likes to cling to Ding Lang, and even brings toys and snacks that he can't bear to play with and share with Ding Lang, which makes Ding Lang rub his head and bend his eyes Come out with a warm arc.

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42 Dinner at Professor Qin's house

Even though Ding Lang had a good impression of Professor Qin, he was... frightened by the home version of Professor Qin.

He still looks like a serious little old man, although he is only in his thirties,,, maybe it is because the warm environment at home makes him relax, maybe it is because his wife and children are by his side, in short, even with a straight face, Qin Yan's demeanor softened a bit.

Although at first he was a little jealous of his son being so clingy to Ding Lang, causing Qin Yan to put on a show while watching TV and reading the newspaper, but after being taught a lesson by Li Qian, he cleared his throat and started asking Ding Lang about his studies.

Even apart from the fact that Ding Lang saved his son, he still likes such a good student.

Capital University is one of the top ten universities in China, and the School of Computer Science has a higher status. Students who can enter the School of Computer Science of Capital University, among other things, must be able to pass the college entrance examination results.

But after entering the university, even in this kind of key university, many people gradually relax.Qin Yan's own class is not bad, probably because the 59-point expert is so famous that no one dares to escape, and after all, C language is a professional course, and he is the dean of the department; but as far as he knows, some elective courses, and Ma Classes that are not valued by Zhe, as well as some professional courses where teachers are not so strict, have skipped classes.

Ding Lang can be regarded as the kind of obedient student who makes a good first impression. Not to mention the facial features, but just the appearance and temperament, it is easy to get the teacher's favor.

Board size, simple T-shirt denim sneakers, clean and refreshing.In class, he listened carefully to the lectures and took notes carefully. Every time he was called to answer questions, he could answer them fluently. While he knew the textbook knowledge quite well, he was not superstitious about books. He had his own unique ideas. Liang——Which professor doesn't like such a student?

And even if Qin Yan didn't know about it deliberately, he is the dean of the department after all, so he still knows that Ding Lang once won the first prize in the freshman skills competition. The winning work was the calligraphy work "Shi Shuo" praised by the calligraphy master .

Now, Qin Yan has another reason to appreciate Ding Lang, he is the one who saved his son!

Before Qin You was almost hit by a car and was rescued by a student, Li Qian talked about it several times when she came back, and asked him to help find a savior, although the description was "Oh, he just looks very clean and refreshing handsome guy". He thought for a long time with a straight face, but he couldn't figure out who it was, but he was still very grateful to this savior he had never met.Now knowing that the savior is a student of the Department of Computer Science, and he also teaches the other party's professional courses, he is naturally happier.He already liked Ding Lang quite a bit, but now he actually wants to accept Ding Lang as a student directly.

Of course, Ding Lang is now his student, but Qin Yan doesn't just mean that.

He is a professor, and he is also responsible for guiding graduate students on weekdays. Although professors in their thirties have relatively low qualifications, what makes people envious is that all the students he brings out are excellent.Because of this, unlike the undergraduates who almost avoided Qin Yan, the students who planned to take the postgraduate entrance examination almost had their eyes lit up when they saw him, and many of them asked for j□j on the basis of connections.

Qin Yan thought, Ding Lang is very talented, hardworking and serious, and has a good character, so he is very happy to lead such a graduate student.

But now Ding Lang is only in the first semester of his freshman year, and he is still far away from the postgraduate entrance examination...

Li Qian worked for a long time to prepare a table of sumptuous dishes, and warmly greeted Ding Lang to eat: "Ding Lang, you are so skinny, you should eat more!"

After a while, Ding Lang's bowl was piled up into a hill, and there was no time to eat, Li Qian picked it up too fast.In the end, it was Qin Yan who opened his mouth to untie his siege: "Eat well, eat your own food!"

Only then did Li Qian realize that she had pinched too much, so she stopped her chopsticks.

Ding Lang was almost full after finishing the bowl of vegetables with some difficulty, but the others were still eating, so he couldn't put his chopsticks down first, so he picked up some vegetables and started eating slowly.

This made Qin Yan nod secretly again: This kid is reliable, not picky eaters!

So he educated his son by the way: "Baby, look at Brother Ding is eating green vegetables. Only by eating vegetables so big can he grow up to be as tall as Brother Ding~"

... Ding Lang paused strangely when he chewed the vegetables.

The name "Baby" coming out of Qin Yan's mouth is weird enough, what's wrong with the even weirder wavy line at the end of the sentence...

I always feel that I came here for a meal, and my three views have been refreshed [Candle] After eating, although Qin You wanted to continue playing with Ding Lang, he was sent back to his room to sleep because he was sleepy. Lang took it to the study and said he wanted to watch him write.

The utensils in Qin Yan's study room are relatively ordinary, after all, he is not a professional but just for leisure.

Ding Lang took a piece of rice paper, and Qin Yan spread a newspaper underneath to absorb the smudged ink.This method is relatively down-to-earth, after all, newspapers are cheap and convenient, aren’t they?

It's just that what Ding Lang completed in the end was not a calligraphy work as Qin Yan expected, but a painting.

An ink figure painting.

The painting is very simple, just three or two strokes outlines the appearance of a child, and if you look carefully, although it is only a simple line outline, you can clearly see that this child is Qin You.

Qin Yan was delighted to see it, but Ding Lang was somewhat dissatisfied.

Seeing this piece of rice paper at that time, for some reason, he felt that "compared with calligraphy, this paper must be more suitable for painting", so he couldn't help but write a painting, which was precisely Qin You's little friend.

Unfortunately, after the painting was completed, Ding Lang felt that something was missing.

Looking at the child in the picture alone, you can definitely feel the joy overflowing in it, but there is too much blank space, or there are too many parts that could have been extended. I always felt that something was missing. Looking at this painting, Ding Lang gave himself a score of 59 in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Ding Lang picked up a brush again and began to add some things.

The reason why I say addition rather than change is because the child in the original painting is very conspicuous, there is no need for any changes, and the surrounding background should not be too bright or steal the scene. The protagonist of this painting is Xiao Qinyou.

This time Ding Lang only added two other people, Qin Yan and Li Qian.

So the piece of rice paper that was originally intended to be used for calligraphy became an ink version of the family portrait.

Li Qian directly expressed her love for this painting. When Qin You came to play with "Brother Ding" after his nap, his eyes widened when he saw this painting, but Qin Yan calmly directed Ding Lang to continue. Writing or drawing—the next second, he took the family photo by himself.

How popular is a superman brother who is good-looking and can draw among the little friends?

This Superman brother also saved him!

Except for the afternoon nap, Qin You turned into a naive koala and clings to Ding Lang all day long. The little friend likes him so much, Ding Lang feels helpless and happy at the same time.

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After eating this meal that destroyed Professor Qin's always serious image in Ding Lang's heart, Ding Lang felt rather tired and unloved.

Although I met the lovely friend Qin You, but...what about King Yama _(:з)∠)_ and why Professor Qin, who looks so tall and beautiful, has such a lively and enthusiastic wife like Li Qian...

Before he went back to the dormitory, Li Qian stuffed him with a lot of food to take back. Koala Qinyou even hugged his thigh to prevent him from leaving. Ding Lang could feel the envy of Professor Qin Jealousy and hatred turned into substance, almost writing "I am very sad" in the eyes.

After returning to the dormitory, Ding Lang once again felt a sad gaze - this time from Bajie.

Hey master, you didn't walk me again today,

...Ding Lang turned his head and pretended he didn't see anything.

In fact, He Xu has finished walking the pigs, but Bajie is still very dissatisfied with the fact that he was abandoned by his master again.

In the hearts of the roommates, or in the eyes of all those who saw Ding Lang follow Yan Luo Wang Qin Yan, the young man is gone forever, and there is a sense of "wind is rustling, easy water" from his back. Seeing that Ding Lang came back with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right, they were curious, what happened?

Life is so wonderful, I can’t allow Ding Lang not to share it ＿(:з)∠)＿

He told the story of saving Professor Qin's son by accident, and now the roommates understood.

What a coincidence, now Ding Lang doesn't have to worry about failing the C language course—although he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

But that's all they thought about. If Ding Lang didn't pass the exam, I believe King Yama would still give him a gorgeous score of 59, which would be completely shameless.

Selfless Professor Qin, why are you so condescending?

Ding Lang originally planned to think about what else to sell in his stall besides mooncakes today, but he was interrupted by Professor Qin, so he didn't come back until three or four in the afternoon, and it was dark after answering some netizens' questions Now, it was only then that Ding Lang had time to think about this serious question.

There are quite a few small frying stalls and barbecue stalls on the road in front of the Capital University, so if you want to stand out from the crowd, you must buy something special. Of course, special does not mean strange, and special must also taste good, so In order to attract people to continue to patronize rather than try something new.

There are too many fried rice, fried noodles, barbecue fried chicken chops and so on, it is not easy to stand out, it is better to continue to extend from the road of meat moon cakes.

The so-called Soviet-style fresh meat mooncakes, isn't it the specialty of J province? Now he can completely set up a special food stall of J province!

Ding Lang thought of this idea in a flash of inspiration.

Now the most popular in China is Sichuan cuisine. Most of the restaurants you see on the road are Sichuan cuisine restaurants, or Sichuan-flavored hot pot. There are also many Shandong cuisines in northern areas like the capital, and there are also markets for Cantonese cuisine. Ding Lang is a pity It is really difficult to eat authentic Huaiyang cuisine in the capital.

In the eyes of other provinces, Huaiyang cuisine or even southern cuisine is just one word, sweet.In fact, although the Huaiyang cuisine in City Y is a little salty, and the Huaiyang cuisine in City H is a little sweet, in general, this cuisine is moderately salty and sweet, and it pays more attention to the original taste of the dishes.

Province J also has a lot of snacks, both sweet and salty. Unfortunately, except for free shipping areas, these snacks are rarely seen.

Thinking of this idea, Ding Lang began to recall his favorite snacks.

Fresh meat mooncakes are the same, duck blood vermicelli, Huangqiao Shaobing, Sanding steamed stuffed bun, sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root, lotus root starch balls, duck oil sesame seed... Ding Lang's mouth waters more and more, wanting to do everything.

However, considering the tastes of the people here, he ruled out things that are too sweet first, and because there are only two people looking at the stall, things that are too complicated cannot be sold.

Why don't you make all of these things for others in the dorm to try and choose the most popular one?

Except for him, the other six people in the dormitory are relatively northerly, so their choices can indeed be used as a representative.

Just do what you say, and it's only past six o'clock, so there's no time to make some food.

After packing up his things, Ding Lang went to the supermarket to buy some materials. There were many kinds of materials but the quantity was quite small. With these things, he rushed to the small grocery room he rented.

Because he had thought about selling other things a long time ago, he and Uncle Chen had already tidied up the place outside the grocery store and put things like gas stoves.

After processing those materials, Ding Lang started to work.

Well, he admitted that his purpose is more to eat it himself ╮(╯▽╰)╭The dough of Sanding steamed stuffed buns and sesame seed cakes have to be fermented, so it can’t be made today, he just kneaded the dough and put it in While fermenting and waiting for tomorrow to make, other things can be done.

At nine o'clock, Ding Lang returned to the dormitory with a few bowls of duck blood vermicelli and lotus root noodles.

Today is the second time to go back to the dormitory with food, okay?Come and bow down, everyone!

Everyone in 303 was absolutely adoring. It happened that several hours had passed for dinner. Boys of this age are prone to hunger, so they started eating before they could say anything.

Good times_(:з)∠)_

Ding Lang looked at the group of roommates who bowed their heads and ignored him silently, and silently ate lotus root rice balls.

You know they don't like sweets.

Life is really full of sweets o(*￣▽￣*) o Before the lights are turned off, everyone in 303 has a round belly, lying on the bed and not wanting to move, even Hu Dong doesn’t want to get up and talk to his wife The computer made out.

"Emma originally thought that you would be virtuous if you could make fresh meat mooncakes, but I never thought that making duck blood fans would be so delicious—does your future girlfriend know that you are so virtuous!" Wang Ruiqing sighed as she lay down and looked up at the sky. .

Ding Lang was the only one who could still move. He rubbed his stomach and responded, "Of course, I'm a cooking superman!"

When Ding Lang said this, he felt a little guilty. If he hadn't acquired the cooking skills, how could he become a virtuous cooking superhero.

"The glutinous rice balls are not bad, but it's okay to eat occasionally, but when eaten as a meal, it gets boring, belch—" Hu Dong looked satisfied.

After all, Liu Jianwei's family owns a restaurant, so he knows a lot about catering: "Yeah, this kind of glutinous rice balls is probably something new to try once in a while. If we set up a stall, the sales may be a bit anxious."

"Well, let's just sell duck blood vermicelli. There is no duck blood vermicelli store near the school, so it should sell well." Wu Fangchao made a final conclusion.

But Ding Lang was not in a hurry to make a decision: "I'm still fermenting the dough over there, and there's something else to eat tomorrow, you can vote after you've finished eating."

As soon as they said this, the others sighed happily—Nimma didn’t even want to be a food today, and continuing to live this kind of rice worm tomorrow is simply the rhythm of growing flesh!It's not good to have a roommate who is too virtuous!

Even Bajie was rarely full, licking his hooves contentedly, his taste was close to that of his master, he liked sweets quite a bit, and he just ate several lotus root starch balls.

The people who couldn't fall asleep simply started to talk about the mountains. From today's food to the differences in diet to their respective hometowns, there was endless talk.

The author has something to say: Am I going to enter the little black room? Σ(°△°|||) Let me see if I can get another chapter out...

44 duck blood vermicelli

Early the next morning, Ding Lang rushed to the grocery store to make steamed buns and biscuits.

Uncle Chen and the others have already set up a stall with a trolley and started selling it. I have to say that this couple is quite hardworking. They start working at four o'clock every day and set up the stall at six o'clock. The boss Ding Lang is really ashamed of himself.

It’s early in the morning, but it’s already past eight o’clock, but it’s not easy to get up so early when there’s no class in the morning _(:з)∠)_

The dough divided according to the dough for making buns and the dough for making biscuits has been fermented, and the only thing to do now is to make the filling.The stuffing of Sanding buns needs to be cut with a knife. If the meat buns are shaken out by a machine, they will lose that taste. Making sesame seed cakes also requires a lot of steps, so in general, the workload today is quite heavy.

Dice pork belly, bamboo shoots and chicken, mince ginger and garlic, blanch the diced bamboo shoots and set aside.Because the pork belly will produce oil during the frying process, so just put a little less oil in the pot.After the oil is hot, put the onion and garlic into the pan first, then pour in the diced pork and chicken and stir-fry, and finally add the diced bamboo shoots, and the stuffing is ready.

At this moment, Ding Lang didn't prepare a steamer, so he directly put a steamer on the pot to steam the buns in cold water.

Taking advantage of this time, he began to knead the flour with cooked lard, and kneaded it into a dry pastry, ready to make Huangqiao biscuits.

He made a total of fifteen Huangqiao biscuits, five sweet ones and ten salty ones, and he also made fifteen duck fat biscuits, all of which were salty, because Ding Lang himself didn't really like the ones stuffed with moxin bean paste. Duck Biscuits.

Probably because the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, or maybe because the handsome boss Ding Lang is gone, the sales of fresh meat mooncakes have dropped significantly during this period, so one of the three baking trays that were originally prepared is not very useful, Ding Lang Let Uncle Chen throw it here for him to experiment with new products.The biscuits are larger than moon cakes, and these thirty biscuits can't be baked well at once, so they can only be baked in batches. Ding Lang is so greedy, so he baked a few sweet Huangqiao biscuits and a few duck fat biscuits first, This is his breakfast today.

Because the biscuits are all experimental products, they are relatively small in size, but they are as big as a palm, and a boy can eat one in two bites.

The buns are also relatively small, but the ingredients are really solid, and the filling is so beautiful that Ding Lang squints his eyes when he bites down.

Sanding buns come from Wuding buns. It is rumored that when Qianlong went south, he said that the preparation of the imperial meal should be "nourishing but not nourishing, delicious but not fresh, oily but not greasy, crunchy but not hard, delicate but not too tender." Soft." Famous chefs in Y City thought that the five flavors of sea cucumber, muscle, pork, winter bamboo shoots, and shrimps would be nourishing, fresh, fragrant, crispy, and tender. It evolved into Sanding Baozi.

It's a pity that it's not winter now, and it would be even better if the buns were made with winter bamboo shoots.

At 09:30, everyone in 303 was already waiting for their virtuous roommate to bring back breakfast.

When Ding Lang returned to the dormitory with a bag of steamed buns and a bag of biscuits, he was startled by the heads of the other five sticking out of the bed == Emma looked like a wolf in her eyes, how hungry...

The steamed buns and biscuits that had just come out of the pan were quite delicious, and they were relatively small in size. After a while, these buns and biscuits were all gone.

"You are so virtuous that people want to marry you home TAT" Liu Jianwei solemnly expressed his true thoughts and even the whole dormitory.

Ding Lang smiled without saying a word.

Wu Fangchao is more reliable, and he still remembers the voting: "I choose duck oil pancakes! It's so delicious, I can eat this as a meal, and I won't get tired of eating it for a month."

"But yesterday's duck blood fans are also very good, and to be honest, judging by the shape of the biscuits, I guess they can't be sold very well in front of the university! Nowadays, young people like to eat pancakes filled with eggs, and there are very few biscuits. Think about it and buy it?" After all, Liu Jianwei has a better understanding of the catering market ＿(:з)∠)＿

"It would be great if we could sell them together. By the way, Ding Lang, why don't you just open a restaurant?" He Xu sighed.

Of course, Ding Lang also hoped that these things could be sold together, but now, there are only two people looking after the stall, and there is only one trolley, which can't fit those things, so he can only make a choice.

In the end, the highest voting result was actually the duck blood fans—hey, why did you use the word unexpectedly?

Now there are many standardized fast food restaurants for duck blood vermicelli. It is not difficult to standardize the production process of duck blood vermicelli. If you want to make it unique, it is the soup.

Ding Lang himself was actually wary of Uncle Chen and the others. After all, he was someone he didn’t know and hadn’t signed a contract. Wu Fangchao privately advised him to be careful not to be tricked by others. Naturally, he also knew that he must be on guard against others. .

Meat mooncakes are really not technical, and it is indeed troublesome to make. If you want Uncle Chen and the others to make them, you have to teach them how to knead and wrap them, but duck blood vermicelli is different.

He can prepare the soup by himself every night, and other ingredients such as duck gizzard and duck legs can also be made into specialties, and he can marinate it himself.After these things are ready, Uncle Chen and the others only need to cook the vermicelli and add various duck blood and duck intestines when they sell them.

However, because the business is done on a trolley, and it is on the side of the road, Ding Lang doesn't plan to get some tables and stools for people to sit on the side of the road to eat, so the duck blood fans can only take out.

Now that he decided to sell duck blood vermicelli, Ding Lang cooked a big pot of soup that night, and then told Uncle Chen how they would sell it tomorrow—very simple, for example, a customer needs to add duck blood, duck intestines and duck gizzards For fans, just throw the vermicelli into the soup pot and cook, then pour two spoonfuls of soup, put the cooked duck blood, duck intestines and duck gizzards in, pack it up, and it’s done.

A bowl of duck blood vermicelli is priced at [-] yuan, including a piece of duck blood, a piece of dried tofu and some small green vegetables. If additional ingredients are needed, add money according to the ingredients.

The coriander and chives that match the duck blood vermicelli will be chopped tomorrow morning, but the spicy oil is quite troublesome.When Ding Lang eats duck blood vermicelli, he must serve it with chili oil, but for some reason, the chili oil he eats outside doesn’t always taste like that, so this time he simply made it himself.

If the chili oil is done well, maybe you can create a godfather?

Many people buy fresh meat mooncakes for breakfast, and duck blood vermicelli are more popular for lunch and dinner.Uncle Chen and the others bought some beverages besides soy milk and soy milk, and sold them with duck blood vermicelli.

The next day, the small stall where the new product was launched was suddenly surrounded by crowds. The sales decline due to the absence of the handsome little boss suddenly rebounded due to the appearance of duck blood fans.The profit of duck blood vermicelli is higher than that of fresh meat moon cakes, and today's net profit has doubled compared with yesterday.

Ding Lang didn't care much about these follow-ups anymore, he was a little worried about his IQ now...

Why did you forget about Huang Ziqing when you were making biscuits and steamed buns?At any rate, they gave him advice on hiring someone, which helped a lot, and in the capital, Huang Ziqing was also someone he could call a friend.However, giving sesame seed cakes and buns as gifts sounds so shabby...

Ding Lang asked Huang Ziqing whether he likes to eat steamed stuffed buns and pancakes, but he got an answer that seemed very excited?

As everyone knows, ever since Wu Fangchao learned that Ding Lang brought all kinds of delicacies that he made to his roommates, Huang Ziqing has been secretly waiting for Ding Lang to give him a copy!Damn it, if he didn't have it until today, he still wants to have the cheek to ask for it himself, but fortunately, it was not in vain. No, Ding Lang came to ask him.

The author has something to say: My day has finally caught up.But I don’t know how many words are [-] words ＿(:з”∠)＿

No matter, the little black room is just the little black room, it’s the first time in my life to enter the little black room and I’m a little excited when I think about it.

45 Wang tofu

O(>﹏Ding Lang paused, obviously shocked by his domineering answer.

"I'll send you some tomorrow, I made it myself."

Because the next day is Saturday, I have time to make another one for Huang Ziqing alone, but thinking about giving away sesame seed cakes and steamed buns, he feels that it is not necessary. He is really worried that once the other party agrees, he will carry it by himself How embarrassing would it be for Shaobing Baozi to find him?

Huang Ziqing immediately sent his company's address, almost writing "can't wait" and "waiting for meat" on his face.He wanted to send him his address directly, but at any rate he remembered that his relationship with Ding Lang was not close enough to allow people to enter the house directly. Although he thought very much, he chose to send it to the company address.

Anyway, Saturday is a holiday, so I’m the only one working overtime and knocking bowls to wait for Ding Lang ╮(╯▽╰)╭