I opened a restaurant in ancient times

Chapter 17

"Then... that's fine, give me one." With the mentality of not taking advantage of the cheap, Chen Xiaoniu asked for one. Anyway, buying it elsewhere would only be more expensive.

As long as this place is not too unpalatable, he will endure it even for these two pennies.

People who go to work as laborers have never had much money. His family in Zhilan Town is considered a poor family. The money earned every day as laborers at the wharf can only be regarded as barely enough for the family.

Originally, the coolies at the wharf brought food at home, and occasionally came back to Beishi to buy other food and go back to taste it with their families.

On weekdays, my mother was reluctant to let him spend ten cents to buy food, but in the past few days, the money has been passed by.

Chen Xiaoniu thought about rewarding himself for making so much money, so he thought about going to Beishi to buy some food. He happened to meet this newly opened stall, and it was even cheaper by two cents.

Zhao Heng swiftly opened fire to make cakes and asked him, "Guest officer, do you want chili?"

"Chili?" Chen Xiaoniu knew about chili and had eaten the red fruit that hurt his stomach, but some people liked it very much. He couldn't take it. Chen Xiaoniu hurriedly shook his head and refused: "No chili, no chili."

Zhao Heng nodded without explaining, anyway, there will be opportunities to let them know the deliciousness of chili, so there is no need to rush.

The fresh lettuce was sandwiched into the finger cake. There was not much lettuce. After washing it, he tied it into two small bundles, and handed the rolled cake to Chen Xiaoniu. The tangy aroma made Chen Xiaoniu's appetite widen, and he couldn't wait to receive it and bite it down.

The crispy dough and the fragrance of the green vegetables were just right to neutralize. The drowsiness in the morning disappeared instantly after taking a bite of the pancake. Chen Xiaoniu was a young man with a strong body. After a few bites, he quickly finished eating one. Said, "One more!"

Zhao Heng agreed loudly: "Okay!"

The people who passed by were startled by Chen Xiaoniu's energetic voice, and whispered, "Why are you so loud?"

"It's really annoying, making noise on the road early in the morning. !"

A young man muttered something in a low voice with a basket on his back, and came back to his senses and approached Zhao Heng's booth, stretched his neck to see the movements in Zhao Heng's hands: "Hey, boss, what kind of cake are you selling?"

Before Zhao Heng could open his mouth, Chen Xiaoniu replied, "The boss said that this is a kind of cake from a foreigner, called hand-grabbing cake."

Zhao Heng raised his head to see that this young man should be a little brother, with a little light red between his brows. Mole, carrying a half-worn basket.

He hurriedly took over the conversation: "Yes, this is the only one in Zhilan Town, which is the only one in Zhilan Town. There is no other place! Do you want to try it?"

The boy waved his hand and took a step back: "Wait a moment."

He still wanted to see if this hand-cooked cake was really that delicious, and waited for the big guy in front of him to buy it before buying it. If it's delicious, it's fine for him to wait for a while, but if it's not delicious, it means that this big guy has spent money at a loss and can't blame others.

With this mentality, he stood aside and watched Zhao Heng make cakes, and was no longer busy shopping for groceries. He took a step back and was now not far behind the big man.

It didn't take long for Zhao Heng to make a new pancake. Chen Xiaoniu couldn't wait to take it. The pancake was very hot. He shrank abruptly and took a clean handkerchief to wrap the pancake. stand up.

His grandmother has never eaten this, take it home and let her try it!

Zhao Heng should have charged him 16 cents, but in the end he took a fraction and only received 15 cents.

Chen Xiaoniu thanked him and promised: "I'll tell my neighbors and friends when I go back, and I'll give you a few more deals!"

"Okay!"

Chen Xiaoniu's attitude aroused the curiosity of the young man, and he couldn't help but wonder: Really so Okay, or does that brawny guy think everything is delicious?

It was probably because Chen Xiaoniu's voice was too loud just now, and people passing by looked over curiously. At this time, it was the spare time for the laborers at the wharf to go to work.

Like Chen Xiaoniu, they came to Beishi together, and they finally made some money. They had to buy something for the family, whether it was oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, or rice, noodles, and cloth, even if it was just a fresh meal for the children.

Several young men were carrying something more or less in their hands. When they saw Chen Xiaoniu far away, they walked over a few steps and patted him on the shoulder to say hello: "Xiao Niu, what are you doing here?"

Chen Xiaoniu replied He came to his senses and said to the man who patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'll bring some food for my grandmother back home, it's delicious."

The young man tilted his head and glanced at Zhao Heng's stall: "This The stall is new, I haven't seen it before."

Zhao Heng said to the young man while his hands kept moving, "It's new, and the first ten customers will buy biscuits for two cents cheaper."

"Really? , Then what kind of cake is this, why haven't I seen it before?" The young man looked at the movements in Zhao Heng's hands, which were different from the practices of other stalls in his memory.

Zhao Heng said: "I learned it from other places. My family is the only one in Zhilan Town, and there are no others."

Chen Xiaoniu also helped: "Yes, I just ate a pancake, that's a good one. It's much better than what my grandma made! No, I bought another one to bring back to my grandma to eat. If I have a child, I will definitely take him to eat!"

The young man was hesitant, thinking of his son, who had never eaten anything good at five or six years old. Seeing other children in the village eating candy and snacks, he was always envious. He was sensible and never reached out to his family for food. . I have made some money in the past few days, so I can buy some good ones for my children!

"Okay, do it for me..." He hesitated for a moment, thinking of his wife, "Two."

Zhao Heng agreed, "Okay, just wait

a moment." The teenager who stood beside him for a while couldn't help it. He said, "Make one for me, too."

"Okay."

In June, even without the sun, it was sultry and there was no wind around. Zhao Heng hadn't rested much since he arrived in Beishi in the morning, so he started to work again. When he got up, there was a group of people around him waiting for him to make his hand pie.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his head, but his hands kept busy, and he finished it in a few minutes. He handed the cake to the young man. Zhao Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to be the young man again.

Chen Xiaoniu and the young man belonged to the same village, and their family was not very wealthy.

There are a lot of laborers working on the dock today, and they won't be able to earn a few cents if they go there, so they don't insist on being laborers at the dock. No matter how bad it is, I will go to those rich and noble grandpas to do small jobs, and I will never die of starvation these days.

The two strolled around the North City again, and after shopping, they went back to the village together.

The boy had been waiting for a long time from the beginning, sweating all over his body, and he couldn't help urging: "Can you hurry up? It's too hot today."

Zhao Heng also felt that it was too hot here, at least 30 degrees. .

I'll go back after I've bought all the noodles I've brought in a while, and if I stay for a long time, it will be a serious heatstroke. In this backward era, no matter what disease you have, you may not be able to survive.

Zhao Heng has always cherished his life and never did anything that would be detrimental to his health. His former friends all joked that Zhao Heng was a well-being expert. Even in ancient times, he would cherish his body.

After making the hand-picked cake, the boy paid for the hand-picked cake and put it in the basket, and walked away with the basket for a while.

After he finished all these hand-cooked cakes and sent away the last group of guests, he took a deep breath.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then bent over to look at Zhao Haha in the corner, it was so small and it was such a hot day, Zhao Hengsheng was afraid of dehydration and heat stroke.

When he was at home, he used a wooden kettle to fill some warm water. He quickly took it out from the mezzanine and poured a little water into Zhao Haha's drinking basin.

It was a bamboo jar lid. The small one was just right for Zhao Haha. When Zhao Heng found it in the kitchen, he was very happy to show it to Zhao Haha. Zhao Haha was also very satisfied and often used this to drink water.

Zhao Haha stayed in the shadow of the corner of the cart, curled up in a small ball. If it wasn't for the bright light here, Zhao Heng wouldn't even be able to see it, and the puppy almost merged with the darkness.

Zhao Heng reached out and took Zhao Haha out of the bottom and put it next to the lid of the drinking jar. Zhao Haha probed the probe and stuck out his pink tongue to drink water.

Seeing that Zhao Haha's vitality was tenacious and nothing happened, Zhao Heng calmed down and took a few sips of water.

Since the sun came out, the people around have gradually decreased a lot, and only the merchants are still there.

Zhao Heng thought about it and felt that in such a hot weather, he shouldn't sell cakes. It's hot when he cooks it himself, and it's hot when guests eat. Of course, some people like to eat noodles and cakes, but most people prefer to do so. Eat something else on a hot day.

He started to pack his things, ready to come back the next day. Anyway, I didn't bring many things with me today, and now I have almost finished buying them.

If you come again, there will be no raw materials. Instead of staying here, it will be more popular to go back and think about what to do.

He thinks that cold noodles and cold skins may be more popular in summer. After making money, he can still sell all kinds of cakes, and it would be better to add all kinds of soups in the future.

When you save enough money from the stall, you can rent a storefront in the town, and neither winter nor summer will be as hard as it is now.

After Zhao Heng packed up, he pushed the cart and stopped for a while at the grain store not far away. Holding Zhao Haha into the store.

The shopkeeper originally thought that no one would come to Beishi in such a hot weather, so he was a little idle, lying on the table for a while chatting with Xiao Er.

"Why is it so hot this year? If it doesn't rain in a few days, it's time to water the fields."

"Yes, it would be great if there was ice there!

" It 's over..."

The second wanted to have a chat with the shopkeeper, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Heng carrying the puppy walking in, and hurriedly got up to meet him and greeted him: "Guest officer, what do you want? What are we? The food is all there, and they were all new last year."

"Well, I'll take a look first."

When he first came in, he heard the shopkeeper talking to Xiao Er about ice, and his mind moved. If he was selling food, he would bring it with him. The more ice, the greater the sales that can be opened.