Chapter 16

The hot snack stalls made the vendors around them very hot, especially the owners of several noodle restaurants on the street. They sent people to buy cold noodles and cold skins to study their methods. They were ready to sell them at home.

Such a popular pasta, how can you miss this good opportunity to make money!

In Wangji noodle shop, boss Wang has just made a bowl of cold noodles. This bowl of cold noodles also contains shredded cucumber, sour bean and diced radish. Sour bean and sour radish were bought fresh from Yu Ji. From the appearance alone, this bowl of cold noodles is no worse than Yu Ji's.

Boss Wang asked his husband, "how's it going? How does it taste? "

The boss Lang swallowed the noodles in his mouth, shook his head and said, "without their fragrance, I think it's the problem of chili oil. Their spicy oil has a special smell. There are other things besides sesame and peanuts. "

Boss Wang frowned. He had specially gone to Yu Ji's stall to see their chili oil. They could only see chili powder, sesame and peanuts. They couldn't taste other materials.

It's hard to do.

"Have you worked out how to make that cold skin and sour bean and sour radish?" Boss Wang asked again.

Boss Lang shook his head and replied, "the cold skin should also be made of flour. The method is not clear. As for the sour bean and sour radish, it may have been soaked with vinegar. We soaked a little sour bean first, but it didn't taste right and the color was wrong. "

"If you can know their production method, or watch them do it once." Boss Wang muttered to himself.

The boss's husband Lang said, "they have a unique secret recipe. How can you see it?"

After a long discussion and research, the result was that there was no progress, but boss Wang was worried.

Similarly, such things are also staged in the kitchen of Liuji noodle restaurant, but the atmosphere here is obviously more dignified. The main reason is boss Liu, who is not very good tempered and very strong.

The occupancy rate of the noodle restaurant today is lower than yesterday, and the business of the snack stall diagonally opposite has not declined but increased over the past few days, which makes boss Liu, who has been making pasta for more than 20 years, very depressed.

In particular, he boasted that there was no noodle practice he didn't know in this prosperous Dynasty, but now he was baffled by the bowl of cold skin in front of him!

This cold skin looks soft and smooth, with excellent elasticity, but it has no strength. It tastes delicate and refreshing, but it doesn't have the yellowish color and rich aroma of noodles!

But there is no doubt that this is pasta.

So, how the hell is this thing made!

Boss Liu is going to stare at the cold skin out of the flowers.

In the kitchen, the two disciples of boss Liu, who are also his sons, dare not go out. They silently make noodles. The movement is much smaller than usual. They are afraid of being scolded by their father.

Boss Liu stared at the cold skin with a black face for a long time, suddenly got up and went out in silence.

On the street.

Yu Qingze looked at the tall middle-aged man in front of him and asked, "this guest, do you want to eat cold noodles and cold skin, or buy sour beans or sour radish?"

The man stood by the stall and stared at it for a while. He didn't eat or buy anything. He didn't know what to do.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the speech. Then he blacked his face and hurried away without saying anything.

Yu Qingze:... Freak.

Yu Qingze didn't take care of it any more. The noodles in the pot were cooked. He quickly fished out the water. At this time, the corners of his clothes were pulled. He turned back, Chang Le pointed to one side and motioned him to look.

Yu Qingze looked down his fingers and saw that the middle-aged man had just entered the Liu Ji noodle shop opposite.

Liu Ji noodle restaurant?

Yu Qingze picked his eyebrow. Is this a chance to meet his peers?

Chang Le made a gesture.

Yu Qingze guessed that Chang Le also thought that he was a colleague. Afraid of any trouble, he shook his head and comforted him: "it's all right. He probably came to see how Liangpi is made. We eat by craft and are not afraid of him."

Chang Le was relieved to hear what he said and went on working.

Yu Qingze thought of the expression of the middle-aged man just now and frowned slightly.

He has encountered a lot of peer competition before, both good and bad. If benign competition, he is very welcome and not afraid. He is afraid of those who secretly lay their hands on it.

Especially in this strange world, he doesn't rely on it, and he doesn't know whether the government here is clean and honest. If he doesn't do anything, he can only be more careful.

I think so, but I don't think so. They ran into something when they came home this afternoon.

In the afternoon, they closed the stall early. As soon as they came home and entered the village, they saw many people standing in the yard. They didn't know if something had happened to Grandpa at home. They hurried back.

When they got home, they saw a young man tied in the middle of the yard. Grandpa Chang sat on one stool angrily and stared at the young man.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Chang Hao asked.

When Grandpa Chang saw that they were back, he said, "this man came to steal cold skin. He was still sneaking around in the kitchen. I found him and ran away. Later, he asked the river passing by to catch him."

"Steal cold skin?" Yu Qingze was stunned. Instead of stealing money and food, he stole cold skin?

Grandpa Chang nodded, bent over and took a bag from the ground and said, "look, isn't it all cold skin?"

Yu Qingze glanced at the bag. It was really cold skin. He looked at the young man, the thief

The villagers didn't know much about the upsurge of this cold skin in Tongshan city. They only saw a lot of sun in Changle's yard, so someone asked, "what's there to steal this cold skin?"

Before, Changle family explained to the people in the village that Liangpi was the same food as noodles, which Yu Qingze sold. The villagers heard that it was similar to noodles. Some people asked for some and went back to cook. There was no taste. Before the noodles were delicious, no one was interested.

Some villagers heard the word Liangpi and remembered the rumors they heard about selling vegetables in the city these two days. They clapped their hands and said, "ah, I remember. Recently, there is a new food in the city called 'liangmianliangpi'. It is said to be delicious. Is that it?"

"I've heard, too. It's said to be on the other side of North Street. Brother Azer, you didn't do this, did you? " Another asked.

Yu Qingze nodded and said, "it's this."

"Oh, that's it!"

"Why, is this delicious? I ate it before. It doesn't taste as good as noodles. "

"City people like to eat. I wanted to see it, but it was too hot to go."

"Is this very profitable?"

"So many people like to eat, it must be profitable."

“……”

The villagers discussed it and paid attention to whether the cold skin was delicious or not.

"Why did you steal cold skin? Who sent you? How do you know we live here? How long have you been following us? " Yu Qingze squatted in front of the man and stared into the man's eyes.

The thief's eyes flashed left and right, and he didn't dare to look at Yu Qingze's eyes. Surrounded by so many people, he wanted to shrink into a group. When he heard Yu Qingze's problem, he stammered: "I, no, no one sent me. I just see your business is good. I want to get it back and sell it myself."

"Oh? Is it? I often see you go in and out of the noodle shop on North Street. " Yu Qingze said slowly to cheat him.

As soon as the man heard about "North Street" and "noodle shop", his eyes were obviously flustered. "What, what noodle shop? I'm just in North Street. I see your business is good and want to sell it myself to make some money."

Yu Qingze saw the obvious desire. He put his hand around the man's neck, squeezed the man's strong artery, and asked fiercely, "what did your boss tell you? Steal cold skin? Peek at the making method of cold skin? Do you want to see how my chili oil is made? "

Yu Qingze used a strong hand. The thief's neck was pinched. His face soon turned red. His breathing was not very smooth. He began to wheeze and gasp.

Other villagers in the discussion were stunned and quiet when they saw Yu Qingze's suddenly fierce look. These days, everyone saw that he was very easygoing and forgot that he knew kung fu.

Even Chang Le and Chang Hao were stunned.

They are used to the easy-going, kind and smiling elder brother Yu. It's the first time they see such a strong and fierce elder brother Yu. Even when they caught the cattle thief last time, elder brother Yu smiled and stopped the cattle thief.

However, they were not afraid of him because of Yu Qingze, but more convinced and respected him. That's how to deal with evil people!

"Say!" Yu Qingze said angrily and increased his strength.

The thief is not a professional thief. He was flustered. His neck was pinched and he couldn't breathe. He would be scared to death and shiver: "I, I said."

Yu Qingze loosened his strength and said, "who sent you!"

The thief took two breaths, his eyes moved and stammered, "yes, it's the boss of Liuji noodle shop."

The owner of Liuji noodle shop?

Yu Qingze's head flashed past the middle-aged man's face and immediately frowned.

"Liu Ji? Do you remember correctly? " Yu Qingze patted the thief's face and asked.

The thief immediately cried and said, "brother, how can I remember my boss wrong? I'm like this. Please let me go. I just obey my orders. I have to. If I don't come, he will quit me. I have old people and young people. If I can't make money, I have to drink the West and north wind... "

"Come on, come on, there's a limit to nonsense." Yu Qingze impatiently interrupted the thief's professional speech and stood up.

When such a big thing happened in the village, the village head was there. Seeing this, he asked Yu Qingze, "what are you going to do about the thief?"

"Village head, how do you deal with such thieves in the village? It's not like stealing cattle. It's a felony. Do you want to send it to the government? How did the government deal with it? " Yu Qingze doesn't know how to deal with it here. He plans to ask the village head first.

The village head said, "sending the government is to give dozens of boards and teach a lesson."

"Won't you lock it up?"

The village head replied, "it depends on how much the cold skin he stole is worth."

Yu Qingze looked at it and said, "less than 100 words."

"That's the board."

Yu Qingze looked at the thief and felt that the man had no big reaction when he heard that he was sent to the government. It seemed that he was not afraid of being sent to the government. He said, "hang on the tree all night!"

Grandpa Chang asked, "don't you send it to the government?"

Yu Qingze frowned and thought about it. After weighing the pros and cons, he shook his head. "If you don't give it away, it's private."

It's been so many years since I was able to open a shop on the most prosperous north street. It's estimated that there are some relationships behind it. Combined with the reaction of the thief just now, I may not be able to take advantage of the government and completely offend the people behind me. I'm afraid I'll be in trouble if I want to open a shop in the city in the future. It's better to teach the thief a lesson and take the opportunity to remind the people behind him that they already know it's him. As long as they are not very axial, they will at least converge.

The next morning, the thief who was specially staring at the invisible place and was bitten by mosquitoes climbed out of Niutou village.