Chapter 11 - Open
After a busy day, in the evening, Zhong Ziqi took out the big bones he bought to make the soup, boiled it and poured it into the bought clay pot, and put it in the pot when it was too late, and it will be served tomorrow morning.
At night, the moon quietly crawled over the treetops, and the silver-white brilliance enveloped the earth, looking hazy and ambiguous.
Zhong Ziqi was lying in bed with insomnia, Zhao Zhengan had already drooled while holding him to sleep. For the first time Zhong Ziqi envied simple-minded people without having to think about so many annoying things. He had to admit that he was nervous, and he was afraid that he would fail tomorrow.
In fact, Zhong Ziqi has calculated this account. He has already thought about it carefully. The prices on the wharf are generally a little bit more expensive, but they are definitely fine products and worth the price. In fact, everyone can still accept it. In fact, the ordinary noodle stalls A bowl of noodles still costs three cents, not to mention a dock with a much stronger craftsmanship than ordinary noodle stalls.
Zhong Ziqi intends to price his two kinds of noodles at a bowl of Wuwenqian. It is not uncommon for a bowl of noodles with Wuwenqian to be at the wharf, and some are even higher than this. Who calls the wharf is a prime location. People are wealthy or wealthy foreign businessmen. Although ordinary people can afford to eat, people who save money don't come here often.
If you are skilled enough, then you will develop a fixed source of customers, then your daily income will be fixed, not to mention some of them even eat and take home to buy. Zhong Ziqi feels that according to his craft, ten bowls of noodles can always be sold a day, right? Ten bowls of noodles and fifty cents, minus the daily rent and eight cents, Zhao Sheng's salary is ten cents, and miscellaneous costs. Twenty cents will definitely be earned. You must know that you don't have 20 cents a day. Less, he can buy four catties of rice noodles, and he can cut a few catties of meat.
Generally, people don't have the ability to make 20 cents a day. Of course, they have fields to go out to do odd jobs, but for Zhong Ziqi, he is already very satisfied. He has no big pursuits. A little thing is enough for him to be happy for a long time. .
Zhong Ziqi, who tossed over and over again, didn't know when she fell asleep, but when she woke up, she heard the **** of the **** in the village, and the sky was already grayish outside.
Zhong Ziqi gently removed the arm from the waist, got up vigorously, put on clothes, and washed. I lighted the oil lamp and went to the kitchen to put the bone soup that had been left overnight in a clay pot, leaving some in the pot. Open the noodle bag and scoop out two bowls of noodles and roll the noodles. Then burn the fire, wait until the bone soup is hot, put the noodles in the pot, Zhong Ziqi put some sour bamboo shoots in by the way, and it will be out of the pot in a while.
Zhong Ziqi put the noodles on the table, set the tableware, and went to the bedroom, watching Zhao Zhengan who was sleeping soundly. He hesitated or pushed his arm, and whispered: "Zhengan, Zhengan, wake up."
Zhao Zhengan reluctantly opened his eyes to see who was disturbing his dream. What caught his eye was the neatly dressed-daughter-in-law! Zhao Zhengan's squinted eyes immediately widened.
Zhong Ziqi said: "Get up, we are going to town after dinner."
Zhao Zhengan then remembered that his wife said he was going to take him to the town to sell things. He sat up excitedly and asked in confirmation: "Daughter-in-law, are we going to sell things?"
"Yeah, so Zhengan has to get up early, otherwise we will be late."
Hearing this, Zhao Zhengan immediately put on clothes in a hurry: "I will get up soon."
Zhong Ziqi said softly, "Slow down, the buttons are all wrong."
When the two of them were sitting at the dinner table eating the incense, the door was knocked, and the sound was not loud, as if they were knocking tentatively.
Zhong Ziqi ran over and opened the door. It was Zhao Sheng: "Brother Sheng, you are here, huh? How come Xiaoning is also here?" Zhao Ning behind Zhao Sheng quietly outcropped and smiled at Zhong Ziqi, "I and I Eminem said to help you, I agree with Eminem."
Zhong Ziqi smiled and let the two in: "Then the relationship is good, I can relax. By the way, have you two eaten? Eat some here."
Zhao Ning shook his head and sniffed and said, "It smells so good, I smelled it when I was in front of the door."
"It's not as good as it's a coincidence. I just cooked the hot noodle soup. Just try it." The three of them entered the room. Zhao Zhengan was still eating. Zhong Ziqi went to the kitchen and took two pairs of bowls and chopsticks to serve the noodles. Pass it to two people.
This is the first time for the two of them to eat. They suddenly felt that it was different from the bone noodle soup they used to eat in town. It was very fresh, especially with a hint of sour fragrance. Zhao Ning took out a bamboo shoot from a bowl and ate it in his mouth. His eyes lit up, but he didn't expect the sour taste to come from it. He asked in amazement: "Why are these bamboo shoots sour? Have they been soaked in vinegar?" You should know that although they often eat bamboo shoots, except for stir-frying. There is no other way to eat it.
Zhong Ziqi smiled mysteriously: "I made this deliberately. It's not soaked in vinegar. How is it delicious? Do you think I will make money by selling it?"
"I think Brother Qi's cooking is much better than the town's." Zhao Sheng said while eating.
"Yeah, you will definitely make money. I believe in your craft." Zhao Ning said slurredly. He was completely conquered and deeply felt that the decision to help today was too correct.
After the hot noodles were eaten, everyone was sweating. Zhao Sheng tied the big pottery pot for soup to the cart and fixed it. He also packed the cucumbers, persimmons, and some bottles and jars of seasoning, and there was a big one. Bundled the wood, the four of them walked toward the town mightily.
The trolley was heavy. Zhao Sheng and Zhao Zhengan took turns to push the trolley. The one-hour road was a lot longer. Fortunately, they went out early in the morning. When they arrived at the pier, the sky was only slightly bright, but there were already diligent people. The stall started.
The four Zhong Ziqi walked around a corner to Uncle Huang's house.
"Boom boom" Zhong Ziqi knocked on the door.
After a while, I heard Huang Ama's voice: "It's Brother Qi, right?"
"Ah Huang is me."
Huang Ama draped her clothes and opened the door: "Yes, it's early, let me tell you, if it's late, it's easy to be missed."
"Well, did I know Huang Ah." Zhong Ziqi replied.
"Are these few people?" Huang Amei asked the extra two.
"These are my two best friends, come and help. He called Zhao Sheng and this is his younger brother Zhao Ning." After finishing talking, Zhong Ziqi introduced them to the two again: "Is this Huang Ah."
Zhao Sheng and Zhao Ning yelled Huang Aye politely.
Everyone likes good children, not to mention Huang. Seeing a few half-year-old children, they can't close their mouths and laugh, but I feel a little sad and don't know how his son is doing.
Zhao Sheng and Zhao Zhengan pushed the wooden cart to the pier with ease, occupying a somewhat remote position with few stalls around. Other vendors who were already busy looked at the suddenly appearing stall with a dull expression. When they saw four young young people, they had even more contempt in their eyes. They didn't care about this competitor at all. They would definitely disappear in no time. .
Zhong Ziqi didn't care about this. Most of the things were brought here. There were still a few wooden tables left. He asked Zhao Ning to stay here and watch. He, Zhao Sheng and Zhao Zhengan went back to move, mainly because this place was not far from Huang A'ma's home. , Two or three minutes away, so I can rest assured that he is here alone.
Zhong Ziqi used to mainly talk to Huang Ama about fetching water. He didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, Huang Ama agreed: "You can hit as many times as you want. I open the door and you come."
Zhong Ziqi is naturally grateful again.
Going back to the dock, the task of fetching water will naturally be given to Zhao Sheng and Zhao Zhengan. He and Zhao Ning began to get busy, bringing a total of five tables, one of which was left for kneading and stuffing, and the other four were placed in a square shape, which could seat a total of sixteen people.
The summer day dawned very quickly, and it was completely bright in a short while. There were people coming and going on the dock, except for the vendors, Zhong Ziqi noticed that other customers had begun to haunt.
Zhong Ziqi hurriedly set Zhao Ning on fire, hot bone soup, and he began to make noodles. Zhao Ning's culinary skills are not good, so he can't help with cooking, but he can strike a hand, burn a fire, and pass a seasoning or something.
"This little brother, new here?"
Zhong Ziqi's stall was always empty. He thought that there was no one. It turned out that the stall owner was late.
"Yeah, it opened for the first time today, and I asked my uncle to take care of it." Zhong Ziqi said with a smile.
The stall owner was a man in his 30s and 40s, and there was a piece of gray rags on his stall, which was crookedly written, big stuffed buns. Zhong Ziqi snorted and laughed: "Uncle, who wrote these words? They are pretty good-looking." This is absolutely wrong.
However, the uncle obviously didn't hear it, and said proudly: "My son wrote that he is only 8 years old this year. I was sent to school to study. My husband praised him for being smart."
"Don't say it, just by looking at these words, you can tell that your kid is smart. It's not like what a kid wrote."
When this uncle heard Zhong Ziqi's words, it was as if he had found a bosom friend, and he kept nagging.
Zhong Ziqi chatted with this uncle while doing the things at hand. Zhao Ning smiled and inserted a sentence from time to time. From what he said, he learned that the uncle's surname was Song and he lived in Songjia Village, which was quite far away from Zhaojia Village. He is the only person who speaks to Zhong Ziqi, and there is no discriminatory taste in his words.
After getting acquainted with each other, the uncle simply leaned the stall against him, and talked to him when he was okay. Zhong Ziqi was also happily happy. The one on his left was a pastry seller, but he was a young man who was far away from them. He was ignored by others, and the stall was moved a little farther for fear of the taste.
Zhao Sheng and Zhao Zhengan took two buckets of water and sat on the stool to rest. Looking around, many stalls are full of steam and fragrance, and there are already several customers sitting at the tables.
At this time the sun was already showing its head, and the whole pier was no longer silent in the morning and began to lively. There are several restaurants on the pier. Foreign businessmen who live in the restaurants rarely eat in the restaurants. Locals know that the food on the pier is better and cheaper than the restaurants.
However, Zhong Ziqi's stall was a newcomer and no one noticed. Zhong Ziqi calmly lifted the lid of the pot, put the noodles in the pot, and threw in some bamboo shoots. Instructed Zhao Ning who was on fire to go to rest, he put the cooked noodles in four bowls, and put three of them on the table: "Eat more, eat less in the morning." Zhong Ziqi made less in the morning, he I neglected and forgot to take Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng's share. Of course, everyone was not full, and the three of them were hungry all morning. They are not welcome at this moment, they picked it up and snored and ate them.
Chapter 12 - Make money
The owner of the steamed bun stall swallowed quietly. He didn't eat breakfast early in the morning, and the steamed buns in the steamer were not good. Zhong Ziqi's noodles were so "smell and scent" that he seduced him with a groan in his stomach. He turned around in embarrassment and did not look at them, his eyes fixed on the steamer hoping that it would heal faster, but how could the scent get more and more fragrant?
He turned around suspiciously, and what caught his eye was a bowl of hot noodles. The owner of the noodles was looking at him with a smile: "Uncle Song, you also **** noodles to see if it tastes good."
Uncle Song touched his nose embarrassedly: "It's not easy for your brother to set up a stall. How can I take advantage of you? You can eat it yourself."
"Just a bowl of noodles is not worth much. Besides, I will have to rely on Uncle Song to take care of my small stall in the future." When it comes to this, Uncle Song is not hypocritical. He took the bowl and thanked him and followed. After eating it with big mouthfuls, the taste is as good as expected, it is hard to think that this was made by a half-year-old child.
When Zhong Ziqi returned to the stall, he looked around and saw that someone had noticed this scented stall. No matter what they were hesitating, he cleared his throat and learned how the vendors around him yelled: "Big bone soup noodles, fragrant! Don't taste good. Money, don't miss it when you pass by!"
"Puff, cough!" Zhao Ning spouted out, coughing lightly, and looked at Zhong Ziqi with incredible eyes. Even Zhao Sheng looked at him in astonishment. Only Zhao Zhengan didn't notice what was wrong. He heard the yelling of his wife. Interestingly, he stopped his chopsticks and yelled, "Big bone noodle soup, fragrant! No good! You don't need money to eat, don't miss it when you pass by." After shouting, his narrow eyes looked at Zhong Ziqi.
Zhong Ziqi habitually praised: "Zhengan shouted well, then shout a few more." Zhao Zhengan got his wife's instructions and shouted again and again.
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng saw that someone was looking here and walking towards this side. Suddenly, they had an epiphany in their minds. They had to let go when they should let go of face and things. Without shouting, who knows who is who!
"Boss, bring me a bowl of noodles." A man in his thirties, wearing short clothes, said while sitting at Zhong Ziqi's booth, looking at the three Zhao Zhengan who were eating the noodles at the same time, the smell was really long.
"Okay, wait a minute." Zhong Ziqi blinked at the three of them: See if this business is coming?
Zhao Ning got up to help set the fire, and said in a low voice, "Ziqi, great!"
Zhong Ziqi smiled, his heart was also very excited, but this was his first business, and it was finally opened. It would be shameful to keep on being so cold.
Zhong Ziqi stirred the noodles briskly in her hands, and when she felt it was almost done, she put it in a big bowl and brought it to the man's table: "Your noodles, five cents."
This guy first tasted a bite, not to mention that it was much more delicious than the noodles on other noodle stalls. It also had the fragrance of bamboo shoots, especially the bamboo shoots were a little bit sour. He couldn't help asking suspiciously, "Boss, you Isn't this bamboo shoot bad? Why is it sour?"
Zhong Ziqi said with a smile: "Look at what you said, I can still eat it if it breaks. This is my unique way. I am sorry for not telling me, but you can rest assured that my friends will eat it again. poisonous."
The big man means to express his surprise. He himself works on the dock, unloads goods and other things, does some handyman, and he knows where the food is delicious all the year round. For example, there are two on the dock. The more famous noodle stall, the business is also very hot in the morning. It is still a little away from Zhong Ziqi's stall. He often eats there. Today, when he was planning to eat a bite in the past, he suddenly heard a clear shout. The old man Amazhong was particularly conspicuous. He looked for a voice and saw a brother who was about the same age as his kid in charge of the cook. There were three children of the same age on the stall, one of whom was still in charge. When he kept shouting, Poe sat over with interest and asked for a bowl of noodles. He didn't expect that the taste was even better than those of the two. The big man didn't hesitate to take out five cents and handed it to Zhong Ziqi, and he started to eat it.
Zhong Ziqi put on a pad of copper plates and happily blossomed: "You eat slowly, call us if you have something to do."
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng were also very happy that the stall had its first income. Zhao Sheng simply broke the jar and shouted with Zhao Zhengan. One after another, people came over to eat noodles looking for sounds, especially Dahan is a frequent visitor at the wharf. Many people know him. When they see him eating at this humble stall, they can't help but come over to taste it. Of course, they eat. The eyes will be bright and ask for the second bowl. Some people didn't believe it at all when they saw that the stall was a few children. Zhong Ziqi didn't have time to take care of these things. At this time, he was busy, and there were five or six people sitting in the stall. He sent the noodles to Zhao Ning and collected the money by the way.
In this way, Zhong Ziqi already sold more than ten bowls of noodles early in the morning. This amount is not a small amount for some old stalls. Zhong Ziqi is already very content, and this has completely exceeded his budget, even with the buns next to him. The stall also has a lot of business, and Uncle Song is happier than him.
The weather in summer is hot, only cool in the morning. When the temperature rises at 8 or 9 o'clock in the morning, Zhong Ziqi's noodle stall can no longer welcome a person. Many people around him are gloating at him. Summer Selling cooked food is inherently difficult, and things like steamed buns are edible when they are cold, but when the noodles are cold, they will condense into a lump. So it can be sold in the morning, and even the two old noodle stalls at the pier have to change their food when they are hot.
Zhong Ziqi felt that the hot noodle soup was no longer worthwhile, so she asked Zhao Ning to help tidy up the stall, and directed Zhao Zhengan and Zhao Sheng to fetch water.
"Brother Qi, are you going back?" Uncle Song asked. In his opinion, it is good to be able to sell more than 50 yuan early in the morning, just like he can sell a bun in one day. One hundred and eighty writings are still when business is good.
"It's still early, I'm going to change the food and sell it." Zhong Ziqi said gently, taking out a cloth bag and soaking the rice shreds in cold water for a while.
Uncle Song was silent. He was quite surprised. He didn't expect a young man to know a lot, better than him in business. He didn't know this when he first came, and now even if he knows it, he is powerless. , He really knows nothing about this as a man.
Zhong Ziqi brushed the pot clean, poured clean water into it, and brought it to a boil. At this time, Zhao Sheng and the others had already shot the water back, Zhong Ziqi hurriedly instructed them to put the water in a cool place and close the lid by the way.
"Xiao Ning, you learn from me. If there are too many people, you can help me." Zhong Ziqi said, turning his head, he is quite confident in cold noodles.
Zhao Ning was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I-I'll just forget it." He said that was a little lacking in confidence. He still has nothing to learn here, and it's not a complicated thing, and Zhong Ziqi himself Did not carry him. It's just that he was embarrassed to learn other people's money-making crafts in such an open manner. Thanks to them being good friends, if there is a crooked mind, they can open a new door after they have learned the craft.
"Hey, what's the matter, you have helped me so much, what else do I distrust you, if I can do business, I have to rely on you often." Besides, Zhong Ziqi didn't say something, such as The business has been really good. He wants Zhao Ning to do it with him. He teaches him hand art so that he can also open one. He is a wise man. The Zhao family has helped him so much. Of course, he has to repay him very much. Besides, he doesn't care about these little crafts. He still has many recipes that don't exist in this world. If he does enough of this, he can completely change it.
Zhao Ning was very happy to hear what Zhong Ziqi said. It shows that Ziqi really regards him as a friend. He thought there was a rift between the two of them.
The water in the pot quickly boiled, Zhong Ziqi put the rice shreds into the pot and boiled it slightly, then picked it up and placed it in the prepared bowl with cold water in it.
"This rice shreds can't be cooked for too long, it will be broken after a long time. Soak it in cold water after it is cooked, so that it will be tough." Zhong Ziqi explained the points of attention to Zhao Ning carefully.
Zhao Ning nodded, expressing understanding.
Next, Zhong Ziqi seasoned, raised her hand and took a large bowl again, added a small spoonful of sugar, vinegar, appropriate amount of soy sauce, and sesame oil, and finally added a little salt, scooped out a large bowl of cold water, poured it into the bowl and stirred it. , Avoid the water in the cold noodles, put the cold noodles in the prepared soup, cut the washed saffron and put it in, then cut the cucumber into silk and put it in. The cold noodles are made.
"The seasoning can be adjusted according to personal taste. For example, some people like to eat sweet, and some like to eat sour, so you can add more appropriately. Okay, the cold noodles are ready. You can try it."
Zhao Ning happily took the bowl and ran to the table to take the first bite. It was really cool and refreshing, sweet and sour, with the crispness of cucumber. After taking a big mouthful, he gave the two people who looked at him reluctantly.
Zhong Ziqi didn't make a bowl for the three of them this time, because Mifensi is still relatively expensive, so he made a bowl and let them try it first, by the way, he advertised for the guests.
"Cold noodles, icy cold noodles, eat a bowl of soothe and hearty!" Zhao Zhengan and Zhao Sheng shouted again according to the rhetoric taught to him by Zhong Ziqi.
This will be the time when hot people feel uncomfortable, and it is getting hotter and hotter. Not to mention the pedestrians, they are all hot and uncomfortable. Zhong Ziqi's cold noodles undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention. Others were also surprised. The two kinds of food that this brother first came to sell were very strange. The first one was okay, but I heard that the bamboo shoots in it were sour. Yes, but this cold noodles looks like they are unfamiliar, but they say it is cool and delicious.
Someone couldn't stand the heat and just sat at Zhong Ziqi's booth: "Boss, give me a bowl and let me try if it is like you said."
"Okay, wait a minute." Zhong Ziqi quickly made a bowl and served it up, still receiving five cents.
The man's eyes lit up immediately after taking the first bite.
"Hi, brother, how is it? Is it delicious?" asked while watching the excitement.
"It's delicious, it's as cool as the water that I just squeezed out of my well, and it's sour and sweet. The boss will give me another bowl."
In this era, I haven't asked for this. When I heard someone applauded, those who were greedy couldn't help but cried out one after another. In this way, Zhong Ziqi's business was completely opened. Just accepting the money, he felt soft. Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Ning did it together in one pot, and Zhao Sheng was responsible for collecting the money. Zhao Zhengan stood in front of the stall and shouted when he saw nothing about himself.
Zhong Ziqi's stall has only four tables, and some people have no place to sit. They either squat to eat or go to the stall next to Uncle Song to sit and eat. Uncle Song is not unhappy. On the contrary, he is still very happy because some When others eat cold noodles, they will buy a few steamed buns before leaving.
Chapter 13 - Close the stall
In this way, Zhong Ziqi's stall was on fire. By the way, Uncle Song's stall was also brought up. He was brought up not only to the stall, but also to the stalls around Zhong Ziqi that were close to him. The business made dozens of dollars more than in the past.
After noon, Zhong Ziqi had to close the stall. It's not that he didn't want to continue, but that the supply of ingredients was in short supply. During the period, Zhao Sheng went out several times, went to the grain store to buy two rice mince, and then went to Huang Ah's house to buy two. This vegetable has not been served yet. Many people like to eat the cucumbers and persimmons that are soaked in ice, so they don't hesitate to add more money to let Zhong Ziqi put more. But Huang Ama's vegetables are grown in normal quantities enough for the two of them. If they buy too much, they don't have much left. Zhong Ziqi thinks this is not the way, so let's stop here today.
In just a long time there were customers coming here. I was very frustrated when Zhong Ziqi closed the stall. Zhong Ziqi told everyone in good words: "I'm here today. Today is the first time for a few of us to set up a stall. I like it so much, so I don't have enough ingredients. I will definitely bring more tomorrow to ensure that everyone has enough to eat?"
"Well, for you, I must eat two more bowls tomorrow." Someone shouted.
Zhong Ziqi laughed and responded: "Then let's say this uncle, I can remember you." A refreshing person can refute people's favors everywhere, especially a white and tender little brother.
Before leaving, Zhong Ziqi left a bowl of cold noodles for Uncle Song next door, and thanked him: "Thank you Uncle Song today, I'm troubled you."
Uncle Song has long been greedy, and he doesn't refuse at this moment: "Hey, I have to thank you for saying this. I have made a lot more today than usual."
"Then the relationship is better, you may have to trouble Uncle Song in the future."
"It's good to do this every day."
Some of Zhong Ziqi's stalls are happy and some regret it. Those who are happy are naturally those who also sell cold products. Today, almost half of the customers have been snatched away by the newcomer Zhong Ziqi. Now, the source of customers has slowly recovered as soon as they left. It's a pity that the stalls around Zhong Ziqi were brought up, but today's results have made them happy from ear to ear.
These Zhong Ziqi didn't know. Zhao Sheng helped push the wooden cart into Huang A'ma's house. Huang A'ma knew that Zhong Ziqi's business was on fire. They were close to the dock and knew that there was a bit of trouble, not to mention Zhao Sheng's purchase of cucumbers. At that time, I also brought them a bowl by the way, and in the end even he, who has been cooking for many years, had to sigh and admire him.
"Huang Ah, this is ten cents. You accept today's rent. I'll trouble you." Zhong Ziqi handed over ten copper plates.
Huang Ama frowned: "Why are there two more articles? Didn't we decide the eight articles?"
"Look, we are both fetching water and buying vegetables. The threshold is almost broken by us. I am embarrassed not to give me more." Zhong Ziqi said sincerely.
"It's not easy for you to make money. Besides, you gave me money for buying vegetables. I can't collect the money." Huang Ama refused. He was not the one who saw money openly, he pityed the child in his heart. Don't want to take advantage of this child.
Zhong Ziqi forcefully stuffed ten copper coins into Huang Ama's hands: "You can accept it. I made a lot today. How dare you trouble you if you don't accept me."
"Accept it, Huang Ah." Zhao Ning also said, with a joyful smile on his face.
"This-okay. Then I'll take it, you kid." Huang Ama smiled and shook his head, full of liking, but it's a pity that he's already married, otherwise...
Zhong Ziqi left all the white noodle seasoning and other things that could be left behind. He trusted Huang Ama and Uncle Huang as human beings, only a wheelbarrow and a big crock need to be pushed back. Before I went back, I went to the rice store to buy more than 20 kilograms of rice mince, and bought some more noodles, and all of them were sent to Huang Ama's house.
I went to the meat stall to buy a few catties of big bones and three catties of pork belly. On the way back, Zhong Ziqi said beamingly: "Go straight to my house and I will make some good food for you."
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng did not refuse. They also wanted to celebrate and express their joy.
All the way back to Zhaojia Village, I encountered other villagers who asked them in doubt: "Where did you go? Why did you push a big pot?"
"It's nothing, I just went to the town to sell some soup, soup, water and water." Zhong Ziqi didn't intend to conceal it. Sooner or later, this matter would not be covered, and he had to buy cucumbers and persimmons from the villagers, let alone hide it.
"Oh, brother Qi is amazing, how much money did you sell?" Someone sneered, no one believed what money a half-old brother could make, how could the town's business be so good. In fact, people in the village don't think they usually go to the town, but there are really people who can work in the town to make money. It is very enviable. The common people of their status are very despised, and a careless person may also provoke. People with status. Just like Zhao Zhengan used to work in the town, it was a pity that so many people became silly now, and some of them are more ridicule and gloat.
But envy belongs to envy, and the heart of jealousy has never been less. Seeing that other people's homes are better than their own, some people will spare no effort to slander. For example, Zhong Ziqi's business affairs spread throughout Zhao's village in a short time. People who understand things will shake their heads and sigh. They think it's not easy for Zhong Ziqi to be a brother. People who are jealous of watching the bustle will not be so virtuous. Women and even more outrageous hookers and other unpleasant things were said.
When Zhong Ziqi arrived home, he didn't rush to cook. First, he took out the bulging purse in his arms and poured the copper coins inside on the table. Four people sitting on one side of the table, their eyes all shining, Zhong Ziqi, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng are definitely the joy of making money, and Zhao Zhengan is definitely happy to see them and he is also happy.
Zhong Ziqi counted the number, a total of two hundred and seventy-five cents, which means that about fifty bowls were sold today, which is more than the ten bowls he expected. Zhong Ziqi couldn't help but turn up at this time. Laughing at the corners of his mouth, he counted out thirty cents and gave Zhao Sheng and Zhao Ning 15 cents each. The two helped him for most of the day, especially Zhao Ning, thanks to his help in cooking the noodles, otherwise he could handle it alone. No, this is what the two deserve.
"This...this is too much." Zhao Sheng was surprised and hurriedly pushed back. Even his father's wages for a day's work outside were only seven or eight. This was so much more than his father earned. He How dare to ask.
"Didn't I say that I'll help you in vain." Zhao Ning said dissatisfied, he didn't plan to ask for money at all, he said before he left, earning money is not the purpose, the main thing is to meet Ziqi to meet the world Learn something to behave in the world.
"This is what you two deserve. Originally we said it was okay. Brother Sheng came to help me with ten cents a day. Thanks to both of you today, otherwise Zhengan and I must be too busy. Ten cents were the original ten cents. Let's say it's okay, these five more articles count as my boss's reward for you, don't accept it, or my boss will fire you all when he gets angry." Zhong Ziqi blinked mischievously.
Zhao Ning was amused. After thinking about it, he accepted it. He couldn't persuade Ziqi every time he made a decision. He didn't bother to speak, but in the future, he must help Ziqi work more. Zhao Sheng saw that his brother had accepted it, and he was embarrassed to accept it.
Zhong Ziqi nodded in satisfaction.
"Daughter-in-law, I'm hungry." Zhao Zhengan's hoarse voice sounded.
As soon as Zhong Ziqi heard his voice, he remembered that he had ignored him, and hurriedly went over and asked him: "Does your throat hurt? Blame me, I forgot you so busy." He didn't notice that Zhao Zhengan was always there. He shouted, after a long time, his voice became hoarse, and to be honest, he was a little distressed.
"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Zhengan shook his head cleverly.
How can Zhong Ziqi believe his words? He has also experienced something like this. When he gave a speech at the company, he had dry mouth and sore throat after just over two hours, let alone Zhao Zhengan shouted all morning, He patted his head and said distressedly: "You, Brother Sheng and Xiaoning are waiting for me here, I'll go cook." After finishing this sentence, Zhong Ziqi thought about it and wanted to add: "Zhengan is great today. I helped. I'm quite busy."
Sure enough, Zhao Zhengan looked a little more energetic when he heard this, and put on the silly smile of the past.
"Let me help you." Zhao Ning stood up and said.
"No, I'll be quick, the three of you will rest here." Zhong Ziqi waved his hand and went to the kitchen alone.
He remembered that he picked up many pears when he went into the mountain last time. Washed, peeled off the skin, boiled some water in the pot, put the pears in the pot and sprinkled some sugar before boiling, and boiled for two or three minutes to serve. Divide into three bowls and take them into the room: "Drink some pear water first to moisturize your throat."
"Pear water?" Zhao Ning looked at the steaming bowl: "Boiled? Can it be delicious?"
"It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not, it's mainly for good throat, listen to me, and drink it coolly." Zhong Ziqi persuaded.
"Hey, you feel sorry for your Zhao Zhengan, right? As soon as I heard that my throat hurts, I hurried to get it." Zhao Ningno scorned. Because he and Zhao Sheng didn't use their throats at all, there was no problem of throat discomfort.
Zhong Ziqi straightened her eyebrows and glared at Zhao Ning's forehead: "What are you talking about, don't drink it, let it be Zhao Zhengan."
Zhao Sheng hurriedly guarded his bowl, but he didn't say anything and couldn't anger.
Zhao Ning also flattered and smiled: "I'm wrong, look at my stinky mouth, this is definitely what Ziqi loves us to do, so let's go to work right away."
Zhong Ziqi was satisfied, and before leaving, he asked Zhao Zhengan: "Don't get hot, you know?"
"I see, wife." Zhao Zhengan nodded obediently.
Only then did Zhong Ziqi leave, and his ears were full of red in a place where no one noticed.
Zhong Ziqi frowned and was dissatisfied with the strange emotions she had appeared, shook her head and drove out, and started cooking. It was still half rice and half brown rice washed and cooked. In front of outsiders, he could not eat white rice so lavishly. He would be called a prodigal, you must know the village Chinese people can eat white rice unless they are wealthy. Ordinary people eat brown rice. White rice can only be eaten during the holidays.
The rice was cooked on the fire before he started cooking. Three catties of pork belly is enough for them to eat. Wash and cut most of the meat into slices, and the other half into chunks.
The shiitake mushrooms that were collected in the yard last time have been dried, so he soaked them.
Heat the oil in the pot, fry the pork belly slices over low heat. After the oil is forced out, add the shallots and garlic cloves, then add soy sauce, sugar, rice wine, refined salt, and then add water to submerge the meat. Simmer over medium heat. The name of this dish is Braised Pork. In fact, it is delicious if there is rock sugar with rock sugar, but there is no white sugar that can only be retreated. But it still smells very good. After a pause of thirty or forty minutes, the meat can be out of the pot.
Now the mushrooms have been soaked, Zhong Ziqi removed the dirty part of the rhizomes, and put them aside with dry water. Pour some bone broth left in the morning in the pot, put in the sliced pork belly, put in the mushrooms, and then the seasoning, green onion, ginger, and star anise, then add soy sauce, rice wine, sugar and appropriate amount The water is simmered for a while.
Chapter 14 - Purchasing
When the meal was almost done, Zhong Ziqi went to the vegetable garden of Wang Cuihua's home to pick a few cucumbers. Unexpectedly, he met Wang Cuihua. When he saw Zhong Ziqi, he said sarcastically, "Oh, brother Qi, you are not Have you made any money? I still need to eat my food and buy it myself."
Zhong Ziqi didn't expect the public opinion to spread very quickly. He glanced at Wang Cuihua and said slowly: "When we split up, I have said that I can eat the vegetables in this vegetable garden."
"Have you planted it? You have to eat my vegetable and stop the garden if you haven't planted it?" Wang Cuihua said with her arms akimbo. He doesn't please his eyes. This person will live a good life after the separation.
"If you have any comments, just ask the village chief to reason. I don't have time to spend with you here." Zhong Ziqi glanced at him disdainfully. He really has no time to grow vegetables and no money to buy seeds. When the business stabilizes, he Planning the chores at home.
Zhong Ziqi hurried away after picking the vegetables. Until he was far away, Zhong Ziqi could still hear what Wang Cuihua said about hooking up men and shameless people. He thought a little angrily. Those who speak ill of him behind their backs have the ability not to ask him.
After returning home, Zhong Ziqi said nothing. She cut the cucumbers she picked and added salt, sesame oil, vinegar, coriander, and sugar to make a small cold dish. The pork with mushrooms stewed in the pot was just ready to be out of the pot, and he brought it to the hall table in the same way.
"It smells so good." Zhao Ning moved his nose and ran to the kitchen to help. Bring the meal to the table and they will start the meal.
Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng let go of their belly and ate, and they said vaguely, "It's delicious."
Zhong Ziqi smiled. He wanted to make spicy pork slices. All three of them can eat spicy slices. The spicy pork slices were not enough last time, but the spicy sliced pork is too irritating. Zhao Sheng and Zhao Ning are okay. Zhao Zhengan was sure that his throat would become inflamed after eating, so he simply cooked other dishes.
Zhao Zhengan was hungry long ago. Even if he had a sore throat, he ate with big mouthfuls. Zhong Ziqi kept paying attention to him. Seeing him frowning, he hurriedly leaned over and asked: "Is my throat sore? Eat slowly. There is still in the kitchen. They grab it."
Zhao Zhengan slowed down obediently, but his brows were still frowned.
After eating, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng were going back after a short rest. Zhong Ziqi put Zhao Zhengan to sleep, got up and said, "I will go back with you. Didn't your family plant a lot of vegetables this year? Zhao Amu and I Talk about grocery shopping."
"Oh, all right." Zhao Ning didn't know anything about business and didn't ask much.
Zhao Ning's house, when Zhao Amu saw the three of them coming back, he said hurriedly, "I'm about to go to your place to have a look. You are back now, how is the business?"
Zhong Ziqi and the three laughed, Zhao Ning couldn't hide things, and chatted with Zhao Amu about the morning situation: "...We can't sit down at the stall anymore, we still sit next door, there are still many people waiting when we leave. "
Zhao Amu was also very happy when he heard it, but soon his expression was grave: "Brother Qi, earning money is a good thing, but this is not what I want to tell you. When you come back, do you tell others that you do business? What happened?"
Zhong Ziqi heard what Zhao Ama said in her heart: "Yes, I can't keep it from the left and right, so I just said it. Zhao A is what someone in the village said?"
Zhao Ama sighed, and said with some worry: "It's not what it is, now many people are talking about you-anyway, how ugly to say, hey, don't care too much, it's all jealous and small-minded people. It's not good to see others." After a pause, Zhao Ama said, "But you have to pay attention to it. It's always bad if you spread too much. What's more, if you are making money now, what can you do if someone makes trouble."
Zhong Ziqi thinks about it, too. There are too many people who are thinking about it. He has to take precautions, not to mention that their family still lives in such a remote place. It is inconvenient to call people for anything. Zhao Ama reminded him. I realized how insecure his house was: "Zhao A, I want to raise the wall of my house, can you find two people for me?"
Zhao Amo heard: "That's right, your wall is too short. If someone gets in, you can turn over from the top of the wall. I'll do this for you."
"Well, Zhao Ame, does anyone in our village keep a dog? I want two larger nursing homes."
Zhao Amo thought for a while and shook his head: "There are few people in the village who raise dogs, but there is a family in my natal family who raises a few dogs. I'll help you ask."
"That's really troublesome for Zhao A. Actually, I came over today to discuss something with Zhao Ama." Zhong Ziqi touched his nose a little embarrassed. It was really troublesome for others, and he couldn't get over it.
"What's the matter? You said."
"That's it. I need a lot of cucumbers and persimmons every day, so I want to buy some from you."
"Okay, there are a lot of vegetable gardens in my home, and I can't eat them, but buying them from my home is not enough?" Zhao Ama said.
"Isn't it enough, I don't know if Zhao A would like to help me purchase, I will pay at two cents per catty, you help me to buy, I don't care about the price, I will pay you every day after it is delivered, how about?" Zhong Ziqi puts the market in the market The price is clear, and the benefits of this will be clear as long as Zhao A is not stupid. He doesn't mind taking advantage of some small gains, so he has to be helped by others, so he can't help him in vain. He is also unwilling to owe others favors, trouble!
Zhao Ama was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he was silent, his eyes flickered. He was also a shrewd person. He could think of the corners in the blink of an eye. The price of vegetables in the market is only three cents, and they may not be sold, especially this. It is the time when vegetables are ripe. Except for wealthy and wealthy people, ordinary people will not buy them. When buying them in the village, he can buy them at a slightly lower price. There are so many vegetables at this time, and many people can't eat them, or even rotten. They are now in the vegetable field, so they can make money without going out. They are not happy, and the remaining money can be earned by him. He does not speak nonsense and asks straightforwardly: "How many catties do you need every day?"
Zhong Ziqi stretched out her palm: "Zhao Ama, first buy me 50 catties, 30 catties of cucumbers and 20 catties of persimmons. I will bring them to the dock tomorrow. I will order them according to the situation, but I think it will not be much less than this number. Some, so you give me 50 catties a day, more cucumbers and less persimmons."
"That's all right, I'll get it for you now." Zhao Ama immediately couldn't sit still when he heard so much. He wanted to see if he could pick so many of his gardens. Of course, good things should come first.
Zhong Ziqi stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "Zhao Ama is still impatient, that's the case, Zhao Ama, the people you buy will go to those with better character first. It's not okay to go to the village."
Zhao Ama laughed, why didn't he know what Zhong Ziqi's idea was, and let the group of people break their mouths, and push the God of Fortune away: "Okay, listen to you, there are so many horrible ideas."
When the matter is over, Zhong Ziqi will go home. Before leaving, tell Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng that tomorrow is still the time and go to him for breakfast.
When Zhong Ziqi was gone, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng went to help Zhao Ama pick vegetables.
"Em, today Ziqi gave me and my brother 15 cents each." Zhao Ning happily showed off that this was his first money, which was of great significance!
How could Zhao A, someone who came here, didn't know how much money was given, frowning and asked: "Why so much? How much does Ziqi earn in a day? He said that he would give more to Shiwen."
"Ziqi earned two hundred and seventy essays today. Many people came to eat and they were too busy." Zhao Ning chatted with excitement to Zhao Ama about today's details.
Zhao Ama obviously didn't expect to earn so much money, no wonder he asked for so much food all at once. As expected, Brother Qi's child is still like his father, even his Eminem is also a shrewd one, and how could their child be a fool. Yes, I don't know if the Zhong family and the Zhao family will regret that they have done so absolutely.
"Brother Qi is a great talent. Since you are willing to take you, you should follow him." Zhao Ama said with a serious expression, and didn't realize what was wrong with letting the man in the family follow a little brother. He is a person who can look at people, and he only thinks that the current brother Qi is really extraordinary.
Of course, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng would not refute, they were still very happy to follow Zhong Ziqi, especially Zhao Sheng only felt that it was not interesting to do business if they planted an acre of land at home. He didn't know how much his thoughts changed at this time.
Here, when he got home, Zhong Ziqi went into the bedroom to look at Zhao Zhengan, and found that he was asleep very well, and there was no sign of waking up. He tiptoed to the corner and carried the back basket on his body, and went out to lock the door to the mountain. Go.
He planned to dig some more bamboo shoots. The sour bamboo shoots made last time were few, and it was used up in a day or two. Zhong Ziqi's memory is still good. The last time she wandered around the mountain, she remembered which places she could go and which could not go, and there was no problem going there by herself.
There are a lot of bamboo shoots on the mountain, this thing is still very heavy, most of Zhong Ziqi is struggling to memorize it. In addition to looking for bamboo shoots, he also needs some fungus. The fungus is also very delicious when placed in cold noodles.
But fungus is not easy to find, it is not like mushrooms that can grow everywhere. After looking for some Zhong Ziqi, I don't plan to go deep. There are many fruit trees around. He picked a bunch of pecans, as well as pears, apples, and hurried down the mountain. He was afraid that Zhao Zhengan would not find him anxious when he woke up. At this time, Zhong Ziqi didn't realize that she could no longer let Zhao Zhengan go anymore, and became more and more adaptable to the role of a nurse and a wife now.
When he came home and opened the door, he didn't hear any strange movement. Zhong Ziqi was relieved. Seeing that Zhao Zhengan hadn't woken up yet, he knew that he was exhausted. Without waking him up, he sat in the yard and peeled the bamboo shoots one by one and cut them into small strips. After they were fried, they were sealed and placed in the corner.
There were some fruits and fungus mushrooms left in the bamboo basket. Zhong Ziqi dried the mushrooms in the dustpan in the yard, and put the fungus aside with blisters. Seeing the remaining fruits, Zhong Ziqi planned to make some canned fruits to take tomorrow, and when Zhao Zhengan and the others were thirsty, they would eat some to moisturize their throats.
The method of canned fruit is very simple. He has done it before. He is a stranger. Even that person said that he likes to eat snacks. Roadside stalls like unhygienic and unhealthy foods, but the delicacies of mountains and seas are not a favorite.
Zhong Ziqi smiled when he heard this. He felt that the food on the roadside stalls only tasted like food, and that the delicacies of the mountains and seas were for him like a cow chewing peonies. So he can cook a lot of weird food, but if it is a tall dish, he will be frustrated. It is not that he can't but he is not refined.
Chapter 15 - Eat walnuts
Zhong Ziqi searched in the house and found a porcelain jar that was not much taller than a slap. It was chubby and light and cute. He carefully washed the porcelain pot with water and steamed it in the pot for a while for disinfection. The hot water in the pot was scooped out and placed in a clean basin to dry. Wash the apples and pears, peel and core them, cut them into small cubes, and put them in a porcelain jar. Sprinkle half a spoonful of sugar on each layer. Repeat this until the jar is almost full and the fruit is gone.
Then pour the cold boiled water into the jar and spread over the fruit, then cover the lid and put it in the pot for steaming, about ten minutes or so, boil the pot and take it out, close the lid tightly and seal it all around to prevent gassing, and put it on The corner is shady.
When Zhao Zhengan woke up, the sun on the horizon was already down. Rubbing his eyes, Zhao Zhengan didn't find his wife in the house. He squatted his mouth and walked toward the kitchen while pulling his shoes, shouting: "Daughter-in-law? Wife-in-law?"
"It's the kitchen!" Zhong Ziqi replied loudly. He is burning the food right now. If he is full at noon, he is actually not too hungry.
Zhao Zhengan found Zhong Ziqi's signature smirk all the way: "Daughter-in-law."
Otherwise, habit is a terrible thing. In just a few days, he has become accustomed to the word Zhao Zhengan's unwilling daughter-in-law, Zhao Zhengan's smirk, and even Zhao Zhengan's existence. Zhong Ziqi couldn't help thinking in a daze. Today's life seems to be peaceful, but underneath the calm is actually a pile of mess that makes people confused, but he has to bite the bullet and walk on.
"Daughter-in-law?" Zhao Zhengan's enlarged face appeared in front of Zhong Ziqi. Zhong Ziqi, who shook his mind, even found that this guy's eyelashes were really curled up and placed on his handsome and mad face. It was surprisingly harmonious and very harmonious. ...Attractive?
Zhong Ziqi's throat moved back to his senses, and he stretched out his hand to push away the face that was close at hand, thinking stupidly, what did he think about? How could he find him attractive? There must be an illusion, he must be too tired, let's rest early today.
However, this idea of Zhong Ziqi was not realized in the end, because Zhao Zhengan was reluctant to go to bed after eating dinner, and pulled Zhong Ziqi to play with him.
"Wash and sleep!" Zhong Ziqi said sternly.
Zhao Zhengan looked at him aggrievedly, and muttered, "But wife, I'm not sleepy, I want to play with you."
"..." You are not sleepy, I am sleepy! But looking at Zhao Zhengan's pitiful eyes, I couldn't help feeling soft. He was very busy every day and didn't have time to play with him, and didn't worry about letting him go out. It must be really boring to stay in the small yard every day, right?
Zhong Ziqi simply took two small benches and sat in the yard. He took the pecans he picked from the mountain in the afternoon, found a hard brick from the yard, smashed the walnuts, and then picked out the walnut meat inside and stuffed it into Zhao. Zhengan's mouth.
Zhengan chewed twice and felt it was delicious, then took Zhong Ziqi's head and squatted there and slapped. After smashing it out, following Zhong Ziqi's appearance, he took out the walnut meat and quickly stuffed it into Zhong Ziqi's mouth. Zhong Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, then cocked her mouth to eat.
On a summer night, the sky full of stars twinkled with brilliance. In that remote courtyard, a man squatted on the ground and smashed walnuts, and a man sat on a stool with his head in his hands, and looked sideways at the tall man next to him, his face soft and relaxed.
Until the person sat there with his head bit by bit and fell asleep. The tall man who smashed the walnut stopped, tilted his head to look at the sleeping man, and reached out his hand to touch the man's cheek. Then he straightened up very seriously, picked him up, walked into the bedroom and put it on the bed, and carefully took off his clothes. Then he took off his clothes and climbed into the bed, and looked at the man sideways. When he became serious, no one could tell that it was a mentally insufficient face.
The next day, still at that time, Zhong Ziqi woke up from her sleep, shook her head, got up to wash, but always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he went into the kitchen.
In the morning, he didn't want to make anything too complicated, so he cut some minced meat and mixed cabbage to make pie. When they were about to burn, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng came. Zhong Ziqi opened the door and saw that they were carrying a sack of things. He quickly let in: "Is it a cucumber?"
"Yes, it's fifty catties in total, you weigh it." Zhao Sheng took the sack in and put it on the brick floor and said.
"No, Zhao Ama, can I still believe it? Let's let it go. I'll cook. You guys wait for a while, Zhengan hasn't woken up yet." Zhong Ziqi paused after saying this, and he just said it, he always Something was wrong. He remembered that he seemed to fall asleep on a stool outside last night, but finally woke up on the bed. He carried me in? I don't feel it at all!
"Ziqi? Ziqi?" Zhao Ning couldn't help calling out twice when he saw Zhong Ziqi standing on the spot in a daze.
"Ah? Ah...you go into the house, and I'll be fine soon." Zhong Ziqi returned to his senses, feeling that there was nothing to entangle, and shrugged and hurried into the kitchen.
In fact, Zhong Ziqi's baked cakes are really unskilled, but they are golden and golden when they are baked, and they are wrapped in a layer of oil, which looks particularly appetizing.
After making a good meal, Zhong Ziqi woke up Zhao Zhengan and cleaned up before sitting down to eat.
"Ziqi, if you don't sell noodles, you can still sell cakes. Depending on your craft, you can only make money but not lose money." Zhao Ning said admiringly. No worries, there are delicious food every day, and wages, so many people are envious.
Unknowingly, the people whom Wenwen quietly needs his protection have grown to the point where he needs him to look up to be taken care of by him. Although Zhao Ning feels a little uncomfortable, he is still very happy. Who doesn't like being taken care of? Who doesn't like to have a better friend than yourself?
After breakfast, a few people gathered up, took their things and set off. Zhong Ziqi's arrival at the pier today is a little later than yesterday, after he set up his stall. Zhao Ning came over and asked, "Ziqi, have you noticed that there seem to be a lot more people around us."
When Zhong Ziqi heard the words, he looked up and found that the stalls around him did indeed seem to be much more than yesterday. Even the pastry that had always looked down on him far away from him moved back to the stall and saw Zhong Ziqi looking over. , That Ah Ma still smiled at him. He immediately understood what was going on. He wanted to make money from his stall, but he didn't care, as long as he didn't damage him, he didn't care, and he didn't have the right to do so, where people would like to set up a stall. Just where it is, this dock is not owned by an individual.
"Well, it's okay, let's just take care of our own." Zhong Ziqi said quietly.
The hot noodle soup in the morning is still around ten bowls, most of which are acquaintances from yesterday. There are also many people who came rushing to the cold noodles, and they were very disappointed when they saw that he hadn't sold them at all. They asked, "Is there no cold noodles today? Didn't they say that there was one yesterday?"
Zhong Ziqi looked at the newly emerging sun in the sky, the temperature was still a bit low, and it was not too cold to eat cold things in the morning. But it may also be because of his low firepower and intolerance to freezing. Since there is no reason for business to be extrapolated, I simply vacated a pot and said, "Xiaoning, you make cold noodles, and I make hot soup noodles." After that, he said kindly to those who were disappointed standing in front of the noodle stall: "For those of you who eat cold noodles, wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
When Zhao Ning heard Zhong Ziqi's words, he started to get busy, cold noodles are easy to make, and there is no technology to speak of, so Zhao Ning also does it in a different way.
There was nothing short of this meeting, and Zhao Sheng simply helped them set the fire. Zhao Zhengan had nothing to do at the moment. He shouted too hard yesterday. Today, his voice is completely hoarse and his voice is hoarse and low. Zhong Ziqi sternly told him not to shout. Zhao Zhengan had to listen to his wife, but only to see that all three of them are okay. To do, he was so boring to be idle. Step by step, he moved closer to Zhong Ziqi and looked at him with bright eyes.
Zhong Ziqi was staring uncomfortably, and when he saw that he was really bored, she taught him to collect money: "Zheng'an, when the noodles are ready, you can serve it, and then collect the money. A bowl of five cents is five copper plates. Remember? "
Zhao Zhengan knows how to count, so he happily walked around the guests face-to-face when he heard his wife's words. After putting it on the table, he said with a smile from his wife yesterday: "Five cents."
Most people are happy to pay. There are a few people who like to grind or give money after eating. Zhao Zhengan stood next to him relentlessly and kept urging: "Five cents, you have to pay for noodles."
The guest was annoyed and dumbfounded and said to Zhong Ziqi: "It's not that I didn't give the money, but I was urged."
Zhong Ziqi was also a little impatient and funny in his heart, but he still said apologetically: "I'm sorry, everyone, it's mainly my confession, everyone forgive me." To be honest, he still agrees with Zhao Zhengan's approach. This group of guys eats. After paying the money, who knows if someone will fall back on the bill, the truth is that one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers.
"Give left and right in the morning and late in the evening, keep it and you can't lay eggs." someone said.
This remark immediately caused the people in the booth to laugh. Those who didn't give money gave money one after another. Zhao Zhengan has a good memory and can remember whoever didn't give money and who gave money. Others who saw it were amazed. Some people know that Zhao Zhengan has clear eyes and behaves naively and guesses that he might have a problem, but everyone knows not to ask.
"Hey, is this new food coming out of your stall?" The bunting man walked over and asked questioningly, looking at the cold noodles that Zhao Ning was preparing. He went to work after eating the hot noodle soup yesterday. He never met Zhong Ziqi selling cold noodles, but he heard someone say that there is a new kind of food on the Yizui Wharf, which makes it cool to eat.
"Ah, yes, we are actually going to sell cold noodles later. Uncle didn't catch up with the one who came yesterday. I plan to sell it in advance today." Zhong Ziqi explained gently.
The big man was curious to see that half of the people in the stall were eating that new kind of food again: "Then you can also give me a bowl."
"Okay, wait a minute."
The table where the big man was sitting was already sitting on two people, and they were chatting. The big man sat down and found that it was an acquaintance who had worked with him before. He said hello: "You guys come to eat noodles too?"
"Yeah, you are here too, do I remember you used to eat there?" One of them pointed to the noodle stall that big guys used to eat in the distance.
The big man smiled and fought back: "I still remember you two were eating there before."
"Hehe." The three of them smiled tacitly. They were all gluttons, and they went wherever they were delicious.
"By the way, I heard that there is a cargo ship coming soon, and it may stop here." A person said.
"Oh, there is no cargo ship on this day?" the big man said dismissively.
"No, I heard that this time the cargo ship came from the south, and it seems to be a big family."
"Oh? Really?" The big man and the other person were very interested in rubbing their chins. It would be a lot of money for work from a big family. They wouldn't be stingy with this little money, so they are happy to give such a rich People work, but the number of jobs is also a problem. There are also people recruiting people. If you exceed it, you don't need it. Many people squeeze their heads and want to go in.
"Wuwenqian." At this time, Zhao Zhengan gave the face to the big man and the other two and said hoarsely. The three stopped talking, glanced at him and handed the money over, Zhao Zhengan stood there and counted it seriously before turning around.