The daily life of the husband who crossed the field

Afterwards, the two set off on time every day, but they didn’t cook on the spot anymore. They made [-] servings of the same two dishes at home, [-] servings of fried rice, and went home when they were sold out. Carrot juice and fried yam sticks were still delivered as they were well prepared. , plus the reputation has been spread out from the beginning, and almost every day is more profitable than the first day.

After four or five days like this, some similar small businesses gradually appeared on the streets of the town, and the prices were much lower than those bought by Zhang Zhen. Moreover, both of them arrived at the hour of the day, and many similar businesses arrived early.

Seeing the cooking in full swing on the opposite side, and many people around to watch the excitement, Xu Zijia expressed concern: "Ah Zhen, they are the same as we were back then, will we not be able to sell them?"

Zhang Zhen handed him the orange juice packed in a bamboo tube. Xu Zijia held the fruit cup specially made for him by Ah Zhen and showed a look of enjoyment. The space given to Ah Zhen by the fairy grandfather is really good, such delicious juice It is so convenient that you can drink it anytime without much effort.

"No, we sell different things, there is no conflict." Even if they are the same, cooking is not that simple. Even if the steps are the same, the taste will be very different if the heat is different. , and Zhang Zhen is still very confident in the dishes he cooks. As long as other people are smarter, they will not challenge the first restaurant to make this sign.

"Yeah." Xu Zijia nodded, anyway, he believed in Ah Zhen.

But even though the dishes they sell are different, Zhang Zhen’s business has been affected to some extent. The most obvious thing is that there are a lot fewer customers here, and the prices of other restaurants are a penny or two less than Zhang Zhen’s. The servings are bigger.

In this way, the meals that the two bring to sell every day are also reduced, and they have more time to deal with their own affairs when they go home.

Although the house is built of mud, it still looks very solid now. The rose flowers on the wall are blooming less and less, and gradually become a scattered beauty. It also has a special feeling under the rain. The inner side of the yard has been planted early The chrysanthemums bloomed well, one yellow and one purple, lively and lively.

Xu Zijia was sewing cotton-padded jackets to wear in winter, and Zhang Zhen was digging the soil in the yard. The yard was too small to grow too many things. Zhang Zhen only planned to plant a cherry tree by himself. It must be delicious when it is waiting for the fruit.

Then I went to repair the roof. The thatched house was obviously not in line with Zhang Zhen’s own living aesthetics, but there are no good conditions to change it now, so I burned some fragrant grass on the mountain into plant ash and spread it on the thatch. Then spread a layer of fragrant grass on top, and finally spread a layer of thatch, a thick layer, it will definitely keep warm in winter, and there will be a touch of elegant atmosphere of yucca grass.

After a few days of idleness, Zhang Zhen got busy again, and the number of repeat customers continued to increase. Fifty servings of fried eggplant with minced meat and shredded pork with vegetables a day was no longer enough. When it grew to [-] servings of each item, the supply exceeded demand.

At the beginning, the hunter surnamed Liu is now a loyal customer of Zhang Zhen. He lives in the mountains and comes out once every three or two days. There is a special market for prey. Every time he comes to town, he will come to Zhang Zhen to buy it. Meals, seeing the number of people gradually increasing in the past two days, I specially asked to leave a portion for myself when I sent the prey past.

"Little brother, let me just say, you can smell the food from far away. Every time I am full, I am still hungry. Even if they are a few pennies cheaper, they will definitely not be able to compare with you in the end." Yes." Liu Orion said without moving his eyes from Zhang Zhen's packed food. It stands to reason that he has eaten for many days and should be tired of it, but there is always a feeling that he will never tire of eating.

"Thank you Brother Liu for your continued support. I will serve you more today." Zhang Zhen put the bamboo tube in the lunch box made by Liu Orion and handed it to him.

Hearing this, Liu Liehu immediately grinned, and before leaving, he held his food box to show off to the guests in line behind him.

He looked very familiar, and the customers behind him could only look at it enviously. Many other old customers immediately shouted when they saw it: "Brother Zhang, remember me, I often come here to buy."

"I know, I recognize you, and I will definitely give you more." Zhang Zhen was in charge of selling, and Xu Zijia was collecting money, and they cooperated perfectly.

After the business picked up, the two returned home a bit late. After selling everything that day, Zhang Zhen was in charge of purchasing some things for the family. Xu Zijia was watching the car, waiting for him to come back.

After Zhang Zhen left, a woman carrying a shoulder pole came forward not far away, followed by a timid little boy who put down the burden on his shoulders, held the little boy's hand awkwardly, and greeted Xu Zijia Said: "Little brother, was that you in charge just now?"

Some brothers look a lot like men, and they are indistinguishable from appearance and demeanor, but the habit of this dynasty is that brothers wear hairpins, men are not allowed, they can only wear crowns, and most people distinguish each other by their hairstyles, so that The woman immediately recognized the relationship between Xu Zijia and Zhang Zhen.

Recently, Xu Zijia talked a lot with people, and Xu Zijia also gradually interacted with people around him more. He guessed that the other party might want to sell the vegetables to him, and said, "I'm sorry, we have finished collecting the vegetables today, and we don't need them any more."

In order to ensure the freshness of the dishes, Zhang Zhen usually collects them on the same day, and if anyone feels that their dishes are good, they can directly pull them to the two people's stalls early, and they will ask for them if they are suitable, and the quantity is also large, so recently there are Many people come here to sell their own vegetables.

The smile on the woman's face paused when she heard this, showing a somewhat embarrassed expression, she shook her hand and explained: "No, that's not what I mean, I just want to ask something."

Xu Zijia was relieved when he heard the other party's words. He is not very good at rejecting people. If the other party insists on selling him, it would be bad for him to refuse.

Seeing that Xu Zijia just looked at her with questioning eyes and didn't answer, the woman's eyes flickered a few times, so she could only continue to say: "I want to ask you, is the craftsmanship of your family handed down?"

family history?Xu Zijia didn't know if it was true, and was thinking about how to answer, when he suddenly saw the little boy behind her looking at him fiercely, and realized that something was wrong, he said, "This is our family's business, why are you asking this?"

Unexpectedly, just after she finished speaking, the woman knelt down on the ground with a plop, and cried loudly: "I'll say it! I'll say it! God damn Zhang Shousong! It's in vain that our leader treats him so well, you just left A few days, after he stole our family’s prescription, he pretended not to recognize us, I’m the head of the family! Just like that, I was drunk to death with alcohol!” Weeping and crying, he lay down on the ground and got up. not coming.

The little boy next to him was probably the woman's son. When he saw his mother crying, he started to cry too, howling: "I want daddy! I want daddy! I want delicious food, delicious food! It's all mine, you Grab my delicious food! Wow..." Shouting and crying, he ran to grab Xu Zijia's clothes.