Chapter 15

Yu Qingze and others were so busy that they couldn't sit at the two tables at all, and many people were still waiting. And the three of them are not busy at all.

He couldn't do anything at the edge of the pot. Four or five hedgerows crowded the pot full and mixed it bowl by bowl. He was very busy; Chang Hao's young boy was unexpectedly capable. He ordered dishes, cleaned up the table and collected money part-time; And Changle, who is responsible for washing dishes, carrying water, changing water, collecting money, is also too busy to fly.

All three are in circles.

They didn't have time to catch their breath until the noodles and cold skins they brought were sold out and there were only four lunches reserved for themselves.

And now the sun is just overhead.

Changle suggested whether to buy some flour and make it now and continue to sell it?

Yu Qingze shook his head and said, "No. Just get here today! Let's eat quickly, pick up Grandpa and go home! "

Changle doesn't quite understand. The business is so good. Shouldn't we continue to do it while it's good?

Yu Qingze seemed to understand Changle's doubts. He replied: "today is just to test the market, but also to spread such a food thing first. We can bring more tomorrow. Those who heard rumors but didn't eat today will be curious tomorrow. Moreover, even if you do it now, you can't leave a place. "

Changle looked at the snack stand. The place was really small, so he didn't tangle any more. After lunch, he went to the Western vegetable market to pick up Grandpa Chang who bought turnips.

Ending business so early on the first day actually exceeded Yu Qingze's expectations. He summarized the situation in the morning. The speed of noodle cooking was still too slow. The main reason was that there was not enough stove and not enough table. Before he went back, he bought a stove and a pot. When he was ready to go back, he asked the village head to make a table for him.

Also, Yu Qingze looked up at the sun in the sky. It was too hot! It was already hot, and they were so busy that they were all sweating.

This will certainly not work for a long time, and people can't afford it.

He went to the umbrella shop and ordered three super large sunshades. He asked his master to make them into tarpaulin umbrellas to prevent sun and rain, but he couldn't take them until a few days later.

Then he used all the money he made today.

After returning home, he settled accounts and gave Changle and Changhao their wages. In fact, he made more than one or two silver today, but he bought things for him.

"Wow, brother Yu, I have money too!" Chang Hao looked at the copper plates in front of him. There was a small pile. He counted them one by one. He was so excited about the money he made for the first time.

"Yes! You are very capable today. You have the same salary as your brother. But you won't go tomorrow. "

"Ah? Why? " Chang Hao looked at him somewhat incomprehensibly and said to himself, "am I not doing well enough? I will try my best! "

Yu Qingze smiled, touched his head and said, "no, you're very capable, but you're still a child. You can help Grandpa at home. There's a lot of work in the field. "

Chang Hao had to fight for it and said, "but if I don't go, you can't be busy at all. Maybe the guests can't wait to leave. What a pity." He saw the busy situation today. If there were only brother Yu and his brother, he would be too busy to catch his breath.

Yu Qingze insisted: "it doesn't matter if we earn less. We want to do long-term business. After being busy for a while, the passenger flow in the back will stabilize and there will not be so many people. Moreover, if there are so many people in a few days, I will find another helper to help. "

"Then I'll help you for a few days first. I don't want you to work so hard." Chang Hao also has his insistence. He turns to his brother and hopes that his brother can help him talk.

Changle naturally loves his brother and doesn't want him to be involved.

Chang Hao turns to Grandpa Chang again and looks forward to Grandpa.

Grandpa Chang was happy and said, "as long as he doesn't help, let him go if he's willing. He's ten years old. He's a little man. He should exercise and learn how to do things. Azer, don't give him money, little fart boy. What money do you want? "

"I'm not helping!" Chang Hao pouted, unconvinced, "you say, brother Yu, I'm very useful."

"Yes, you are very capable." Yu Qingze couldn't laugh or cry. He turned to Grandpa Chang and said, "however, Grandpa, he's still young and his body hasn't grown. He's not suitable for overwork, which will affect his physical development. Moreover, the work in the field... "

Grandpa Chang waved his hand and said, "where can you be tired with such a little work? Do more work and grow stronger! You've just opened a business. Let him help you. There's me in the field. "

Yu Qingze had no choice but to agree, "but the salary still has to be calculated."

He argued with Grandpa Chang for a few more words. Finally, Grandpa Chang couldn't argue with him and had to agree.

After discussing the matter, Yu Qingze first went to the village head's house, and then came back and began to make cold skin. Changle made noodles. Chang Hao and grandpa Chang washed radishes outside and cut and pickled them.

They were busy in the kitchen. Although they didn't talk, Yu Qingze felt a faint warmth.

It was a warm and peaceful feeling that made him feel ironed for a while.

Xu Shiyu Qingze's eyes stayed too long. Chang Le, who kneaded the dough in front of the chopping board, suddenly turned around and just looked into his eyes.

Chang Le asked silently with his eyes:?

Yu Qingze quickly reacted, shook his head and whispered, "brother Le, it's hard for you."

Chang Le smiled, shook his head, and turned to knead the noodles.

Chang Le also calculated his account. He made more than 80 Wen from selling sour beans today. Plus the wages of him and Xiao Hao, it's 200 yuan less. Originally, he wanted to give Yu Qingze a share. He thought of all the ways to pickle the sour beans, but he didn't want them. Changle had to put them away by himself and secretly wanted to help him do more work.

I've never made so much money in a day! Changle has curved eyebrows and eyes, but he is happy.

The next morning, the three of them set out. Because Yu Qingze didn't have enough money to pay for a fixed booth for a whole month, they had to rush to seize a good position as soon as possible.

The next day's business was as good as Yu Qingze expected!

People who had eaten yesterday came to eat again with their families, and people who heard rumors and were curious to taste the taste. Coupled with passing businessmen, the snack stand has not been free since more than 8 o'clock.

Fortunately, there are two stoves today. The speed of cooking noodles is much faster, but I'm still busy!

"Boss, one small cold skin, two medium cold noodles, both slightly spicy! Three more bowls of mung bean soup! "

"Boss, check out!"

"Boss, give me a bowl of cold noodles! A kilo of sour beans! "

"Boss..."

"Hey, hey, here we are. Your small portion of cold skin, medium portion of cold noodles, mung bean soup... Sir, take your time, sir... Your large portion of cold noodles is coming, and the sour beans are wrapped for you..."

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Near noon, in a famous time-honored pastry shop on South Street, a little brother came out with freshly baked pastries. He saw a little boy come in with a food box and shouted, "ah, ah, there's a delicious snack stand on North Street. Try it quickly and I'll bring you a bowl."

The new snack stand? The little brother who had just left the door listened, turned and entered the shop again.

"What snack stand? I'm glad you're happy. I'm sweating all over. Come here and I'll wipe it for you." The man Lang, the owner of the pastry shop, came out from behind the counter and took out a cloth towel from his arms to wipe the sweat on his son's forehead.

The little boy raised his face and asked him to wipe his sweat. He said, "it's cold noodles. It's delicious. Dad brought two bowls back to Grandpa and the old lady. He asked me to bring you one. You see, that's it. Eat and see. "

The little boy put the food box in his hand on the table, brought out a bowl of red and green noodles from the inside, took out a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into his ah Mo's hand.

The boss's husband Lang reluctantly glanced at his son and said, "OK, I'll eat. You can sit."

The boss's husband Lang was about to sit down. When he saw the little brother who had gone back and forth, he smiled and asked, "brother MI, do you still want to buy something?"

The little brother named Miguel smiled and said, "no, I just heard your little childe say there is fresh food. I'm curious to come and have a look."

The boss's husband Lang heard it clearly and said, "can't the second young master of your family eat?"

Miguel said sadly, "yes, I'm worried about my master, but we've tried all the food we can find in this city. Our young master also brought many from Yunzhou, and none of them can make him eat more."

The boss Lang sighed. The second young master of the Cai family was very picky about food since childhood. When he was older, he was more picky. Few food could enter his mouth. If it wasn't delicious, he didn't eat it. For a long time, it was said that he suffered from a disease called anorexia, which worried the whole Cai family. It is also because of this disease that the second young master of the Cai family has been weak since childhood and has not been out of the house for more than ten years.

Miguel also sighed, then asked the little boy and said, "little childe, where did you buy the food you brought back?"

The little boy smiled and said, "it's on North Street, diagonally opposite the Liuji noodle shop. The stall surrounded by many people. You go to the one with the most people. We waited in line for a long time to buy it."

Liu Ji noodle restaurant is diagonally opposite. Miguel got the answer, thanked him and turned to North Street.

In a large house in the south of the city, Miguel quickly walked through the front yard with snacks in one hand and a food box in the other, and came to a rather elegant yard.

"Second young master, second young master..." Miguel ran with a red face. As soon as he entered the yard, he was pulled aside by one hand.

"Shh, what are you yelling about? The second young master just fell asleep." A little brother slapped Miguel's arm angrily.

In the front Pavilion, a boy who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, with picturesque eyebrows and extremely pale face was lying on a cool chair. At this moment, he heard a voice, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and soon woke up.

"What are you arguing about? I just fell asleep... "

"It's all your fault for waking up the second young master." The little brother beat Miguel's arm. The young master slept a little and woke up easily when he heard something. Now, he was awakened by Miguel less than a quarter of an hour after he fell asleep.

Miguel stuck out his tongue, then walked over with the food box and said happily, "second young master, I found a new food today called cold noodles. Would you like to try it?"

"What new food is it?" The boy's eyes didn't even look at the food box. He was not very interested. "Haven't you eaten everything in the city?"

Miguel was not annoyed when he saw the boy. He took a bowl of cold noodles from the food box, took jade chopsticks, sent them to the boy and said, "second young master, you can try it. I've tried it. It's absolutely delicious! Not the same as before! "

The boy glanced at him suspiciously.

Miguel said seriously, "I promise!"

The boy looked at him and his eyes moved to the bowl in his hand.

Noodles, shredded cucumber, chili, beans, and sesame?

Is this delicious?

But he knew how much the family had done for his body. He barely propped himself up and half sat up, took the chopsticks, picked up a noodle entrance, chewed it slowly, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Miguel looked at him nervously and expectantly and asked, "how's it going?"

The young man nodded, smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "it's OK." Then he picked another cucumber silk and ate it.

Miguel is very happy. The young master used to say "bad" and "not good". He can spit it out as soon as he enters his mouth. Now, he said 'OK', which is already a good evaluation. He ate it all!

"Second young master, you have to eat the cold noodles. You have to eat the shredded cucumber and sour beans with the noodles. It tastes good." Miguel pointed to the beans in the bowl and said, "here, the sour beans are refreshing. If you put more pepper, it will taste better. "

Because the second young master usually eats less, the cold noodles and cold skin brought back by Miguel are only a little pepper, which is afraid that his stomach can't stand it. But Miguel put more pepper when he ate it, so he had a good time.

"Really?" The boy answered, tentatively holding a large chopstick entrance. Eat slowly. I feel that mixed eating is really better than the same eating, and the taste is richer.

He hasn't eaten delicious food for a long time. If he didn't eat, he would die. He didn't want to look at the bad food at all.

"There's another one, called Liangpi. Try it, too. " Miguel asked another little brother to bring the cold skin.

The boy stopped and said, "I'll go and eat."

Miguel is surprised. If the young master is willing to sit over, it means he has some appetite. He said, "second young master, sit here. This is cold skin. "

The boy sat down, took another bite of cold skin, nodded, and finally ate half a bowl of cold skin. Then he put down his chopsticks.

The stomach is small and full.

The two brothers watched his young master eat half a bowl of food and were moved to cry. They decided to patronize the snack stand every day in the future!

In the next two days, Yu Qingze's business was better day by day.

On the third day of their opening, Yu Qingze added a spicy flavor to chili oil and won the favor of some customers.

On the fourth day, they launched sour radish, cold noodles and cold skin with sour radish diced, which tasted better and attracted a group of loyal customers.

Changle specially brought more sour radishes and sour beans every day, which were sold out soon after it opened.

Now their beans can't be supplied. Grandpa Chang buys villagers' beans in the village every day and picks them in the field. Calculated according to the market price, this also aroused the curiosity of the villagers.

Cold noodles, cold skin, sour beans, sour radish, I remember a mouthful of fresh, which has swept the whole Tongshan city in just a few days.

And this also makes the bosses of other noodle restaurants anxious.