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Today, it's raining outside. As the saying goes, it's raining in autumn and it's freezing. But there's a fire in the room. There are two hot dishes on the table and a plate of meat pancakes on the table. The smell is delicious. On the contrary, he Mai feels warm all over.

Dachuan's craftsmanship is unique. The taste of these two kinds of snacks can't help but be applauded by Hemei.

"It's thin and crispy. It has the smell of meat and the clearness of scallion. Especially the scorched skin, it's best to eat," he Mai licked his lips and felt satisfied.

Dachuan was very excited. He watched the two of them eat four or five pieces of pancakes in a row and said with a smile: "how choking! Take a sip of the soup and try the silver stewed with Yuanbao! "

"Yummy, yummy," he Mai said with his radish soup, "it's much better than what I made! Master Dachuan, I think your method is similar to mine for the same dish. How can you make it taste so bad? "

"It looks different, but it's actually different." With a smile, Dachuan said the difference between himself and others.

"The potatoes and cabbages made at home are cut with hobs, right? The cabbages are stewed together with the leaves. Look at me. The potatoes are broken. They have big cracks and taste good! The cabbage is separated from the leaves, and the cabbage is cut into shreds - or silver? The cabbage is finely cut to taste good. It's just different ways of cutting vegetables. There are also other things, such as when to put salt and when to add water - adding water is to add cool and how much to add hot. "

Dachuan went on and on, and at last he made a conclusion, "in a word, we cooks have studied these things for many years! If it tastes the same as other people's, what are you doing in a restaurant? "

He Mai nodded, "master Dachuan, you're right. Can you teach me how to do it tomorrow? It's the radish and vermicelli soup that my family LIULANG likes to drink most, but what I make is far less delicious than what you make. "

"No problem!" Dachuan answered frankly, "I'll write down the practice carefully when I go back, and I'll give it to you then!"

What he promised was so straightforward that he felt more favorable to him.

After eating, he Mai decided, "master Dachuan, I can trust you in your skill, so you said, how about making this meat pancake and radish soup?"

"OK," Dachuan nodded, "if you can agree, I don't have any opinion. Anyway, now you are my boss!"

He Mai said with a smile, "OK, master Dachuan, what kind of cooking utensils and cooking utensils are needed to make these things. You tell me, I'll go shopping tomorrow."

"No! I have them at home. I'll bring them with me Dachuan waved his hand, "when the shop will open, I will move things inside, we will open the door and do business!"

"OK, that's a deal," he said

With Dachuan's skill, he Mai doesn't worry about whether the business is good or bad. She's still busy buying some benches, tables and chairs, dishes, chopsticks, spoons and dishes, and looking for a place to buy turnips and mutton offal - cheap and fresh ones.

And then there is the plaque of the new shop. Is it another plaque or a placard? But this shop and Yongyi congbao shop are both her shops. Why do you want to get two plaques?

He Mai and Liu Lang think about it. He Mai thinks about whether he can get through the two shops and smash the wall.

This is Zhang Kuo's shop after all. If you want to demolish the wall and decorate it, you have to let Zhang Kuo nod before you can start.

So the next morning, he Mai went to ask Zhang Kuo for advice. Zhang Kuo naturally has no opinion, just let he Mai do it.

He Mai was overjoyed. When he received the stall, he told Liu Lang about it.

Dacheng Chang and Shen ma'er came with basher when they closed the stall in the morning market the next day. They pushed the wall in the middle to the ground, leveled the ground and roof with shovels, and pasted a layer of cement.

Because there was no window in the shop to ventilate, it was roughly estimated that it would take two days to dry. The next morning, he Mai moved out the stove to ventilate the two shops.

Who knows, because of this, it also led to a big dispute.

He Mai's stall reached the front of the shop, and the two tables and eight benches that were originally placed in front of the shop had to move eastward.

In the East is a wonton stall. The owner of the stall is a woman in her thirties, surnamed Xu. Li Chang'an said that she is a widow.

Widow Xu dresses up all day long. Most of the people who go to eat wonton are laborers from Qinglu village. It's no secret that they eat wonton and tease widow Xu.

But since the porridge bag shop of Wo Mai came to her side, her business has been booming day by day. The widow Xu murmured to many people privately that the porridge bag of Wo Mai was spread to rob her business.

This steamed bun and wonton have a dry skin and a water. Although they both have stuffing, they are not the same. She said that he Mai robbed her business, just because she was jealous.

He Mai heard Li Chang'an say that this woman said bad things about herself, but he didn't take it to heart. She also knows that now her porridge shop is very popular. If people are willing to say a few words, they will say a few words. There is so much envy for her in Xiaoshi. Can she still settle accounts with those people one by one?Today, however, the two tables on her shop moved eastward, which was seen by widow Xu as if he Mai had declared war on her.

At first, widow Xu just murmured a few words, but later, a steamed bun eater in the cereal shop mistakenly took a pair of bamboo chopsticks from her wonton stall. She gave up, threw the rag, rushed to the edge of the porridge shop and scolded.

"Three coquettish foxes, it's not enough to steal my mother's business, but also to steal my mother's chopsticks! What's the matter? It's easy to be a bully, isn't it? " She said, with a sharp face and a mean cross.

Her call was obviously to the three girls in the shop, but now the shop is busy. Xia huachunhua doesn't hear her. Li Chang'an is also settling accounts for the guests, and doesn't hear her scolding. Instead, he Mai, who is frying steamed buns at the door of the shop, looks at her in surprise when she pinches her waist to find a quarrel.

Widow Xu had made an effort to break up with these little kids who didn't seem to have any hair. But who knows, she punched the cotton, and no one paid any attention to her!

"You're deaf!" Widow Xu jumped up and got mad.

He Mai didn't know what was going on. Looking at her angry appearance, he murmured in his heart that the widow was mad?

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