I opened a restaurant in ancient times

Chapter 27

The woman wasn't actually angry, but just wanted to let him know that it was wrong to cry rudely.

She turned to look at the child, looked at his foggy eyes, and said softly: "Yu Lang, you are no longer a child, a manly man, bleed without tears, you can't cry like this in the future, you know? ?" The

child whimpered: "I know...I know."

Seeing the mother and son reconciling again, Lin Sanniang called them with a smile, "Come and have a look, I bought fresh food in Beishi today. The neighbor's daughter-in-law heard about it, and it's delicious." The

child's name is Zhang Yu, nicknamed Yulang, and he has been very picky since he was a child. She ran to Lin Sanniang and stretched her head to see what to eat.

Lin Sanniang asked Yulang to go to the kitchen to get a few bowls, and she couldn't stop talking to herself: "This boss is a good man, and he even gave him fruit and water to taste. I'll give Yulang half a bowl later, and then Leave half a bowl to Wen Niang to taste..."

Wen Niang is his daughter-in-law, Yu Lang's mother.

Wen Niang listened, came over and asked her, "What is this?"

"This is Liangpi, this is cold noodles, they were all bought at the food stalls in Beishi, but many people went there to line up, I'll wait. It took me a long time to get in line."

Wen Niang heard others say about this food stall, it is said that the owner learned these fresh food from foreigners, there is no other restaurant in town that can find this kind of food!

"Mum! I've been wanting to try it for a long time, but unfortunately I haven't found a chance to go there." At this time, Yu Lang just brought a few bowls over.

Wen Niang took it, patted his head, and said with a smile, "You can eat when Dad comes. Yulang can wait a little longer, okay?"

He just had a quarrel, and he didn't dare to say anything at this time. He sat on the stool, his legs were shaking, and he just waited wholeheartedly for Dad to come home and have dinner together.

Yulang's father was a laborer on the pier, and sometimes he went to the martial arts hall to do a little work as a master of martial arts for a while. When it was almost noon, the strong young man got off work and went home.

Wen Niang hurried to get a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his face, and then called him to go to dinner, the family sat around the table.

"What kind of food is this, why haven't I seen it before?"

Lin Sanniang answered him with a smile: "This is a newly opened food stall in Beishi, let's try it. Many people at the stall agree to eat it."

Zhang Zhuang saw that the cold noodles were a little different from ordinary noodles. The cold noodles looked more tender, and with the decoration of various vegetable sauces, they looked very nice.

He tasted it. The cold noodles were fragrant and smooth, with attractive color. The most important thing was that they were not hotter than the soup noodles. After eating this bowl of noodles, there was no trace of Han in his body, which greatly relieved the loss of appetite brought by summer.

The same is true for Yu Lang. He was a small person holding the bowl in front of him. He couldn't stop taking one bite after another. He didn't even have time to say a word, and just ate the noodles with his head down.

Seeing that Zhangzhuang and Yulang were both enjoying themselves, Lin Sanniang felt a little relieved.

Zhang Zhuang is her son, and working on the dock these days is quite exhausting. In summer, not only children have no appetite to eat, but even adults have no appetite.

Since the beginning of summer, Yulang has been arguing about refusing to eat, and everyone has lost a lot of weight. Seeing that he is finally willing to eat, Lin Sanniang picked up her bowl.

When the whole family was full, Yu Lang hugged his stomach and said, "Well, this family's noodles are so delicious, shall we eat more often in the future?"

Zhang Zhuang also nodded: "Mum, Wen Niang, I can earn a lot of money as a foreman at the wharf. I don't have to save money for my family. I can still earn it. I usually buy it if I want, don't feel wronged."

Wen Niang smiled, "Okay, I see."

Lin Sanniang suddenly remembered that the sweet water hadn't been drunk yet, so she hurried to get two bowls, opened them up, gave one to Yulang and the other to Yulang. Li Wenniang: "Hey, let's have a taste of whether it's sweet or not. The boss gave me this!"

Zhang Zhuang frowned and said to Lin Sanniang, "Mom, why didn't I..." The tone was pitiful. He also likes sweets. Although he is a strong man, who stipulates that strong men are not allowed to like sweets?

Yu Lang looked at his father's appearance and patted his shoulder with a flat mouth: "Father, don't cry, my mother said that a man is a man, bleed without tears, don't cry, I'll give you mine to drink!"

Zhang Zhuang Then he took the sweet water of love handed over by the little man with tears in his eyes, took a sip, and pushed it back: "Yu Lang, I don't like drinking this, you drink it!" The

little Yu Lang frowned and thought for a long time. , took over and drank it in one breath, and patted his bulging belly: "Don't be afraid, Dad! I'm done drinking!"

In his heart, Dad didn't drink it because Dad didn't think it tasted good and hated it. , Yu Lang eliminated it, and Dad would no longer be afraid of drinking sweet water!

On the other side, Zhao Heng's stall was still closed, and he and Jiang Yuan were still busy entertaining a few guests.

The newly made Liangpi this time is very popular. Before the morning time is over, the prepared Liangpi is almost sold out.

This made Jiang Yuan very happy. He came a little late this morning. Fortunately, he didn't delay making money, otherwise he would definitely feel guilty.

Zhao Heng's food stall is very popular, and it can be said that few people don't know about it. Most people who haven't actually tried it here will definitely hear about this stall from their neighbors, relatives and friends.

And this also brings new customers to Zhao Heng's stall every day. Sometimes there are too many people in line at his food stall, and some customers also choose to buy some food pads nearby.

The owners of several stalls near Zhao Heng's stall also made a lot of money because of this, and they also took good care of Zhao Heng. After all, such a popular stall can also bring them business.

No one is jealous. In summer, noodle soup is not as good as in winter. The bosses who sell noodle soup around are eager to try it, and wait until winter to see who's business is good!

At that time, the cold noodles and the cold skin will definitely not be as warm as the soup noodles. Even if the young boss learns the recipes of foreigners, he may not be able to come up with the popular food in winter.

At this time, there were many fewer people in Zhao Heng's booth, and the sun was almost empty. Staying in the sun for a while would make people sweaty. Many customers had finished their meals and left before that.

Zhao Heng and Jiang Yuan discussed, wait a little longer, and then pack up and go back to the village when the remaining guests leave.

"We'll be able to go back after a little while, are you hot?"

Jiang Yuan still had fine beads of sweat on his forehead. Because Zhao Heng wanted to be in charge of the kitchen, he couldn't leave himself alone. Most of the time, he took the initiative to say hello. So at this time, he was tired, but he didn't care too much, he just said, "It

's alright." His fair skin was a little red, and Zhao Heng was a little worried about him. In such a hot weather, he had been busy all the time. , If you are sick, it will be troublesome.

In this era, but the era when even the cold can kill people, the body must be highly valued, and the past cannot be taken lightly.

"Don't hold on, just sit and rest for a while." Zhao Heng looked up at the surrounding tables and chairs, saw an empty table in the corner, and asked him to take a rest.

"Well, sit over there for a while, don't be busy all the time." It

happened to be a shady place over there. Zhao Heng touched the box covered with the old quilt. There were still some small ice cubes in it. One is the ice cubes he sewed in a bag specially made of cloth.

Just for this time, if someone feels dizzy, they can use this ice cube to cool down a little, at least to make their body more comfortable.

He took out the cloth bag from the box, handed it to Jiang Yuan, and motioned for him to take it and sit and rest: "Come on." The

hand was cold, this is... ice?

In the summer, how could Zhao Heng have ice? Like ice in summer and coal in winter, ordinary people can't afford it. He has just set up a stall for a few days, how can there be ice?

Jiang Yuan raised his head to look at him, trying to find the reason in his eyes, but was caught off guard into his bright eyes, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Jiang Yuan lowered his expression and stopped asking Zhao Heng. After all, he had his own reasons. Maybe his family would have used this method of storing ice or making ice in the first place!

He just nodded his acquiescence, ready to rest in a shady corner.

Because he has been busy running around all morning, and has not had time to drink water, he is indeed a little dizzy now.

But Jiang Yuan was still a little worried about Zhao Heng. After all, he was just as busy as he was all morning without rest, "I'll help you finish entertaining these guests and then go to rest."

"There are only these few guests left, I You can also be busy yourself, don't worry about your body, go and rest..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Heng caught a glimpse of a group of people coming here from the corner of his eyes, motioned Jiang Yuan to sit and rest, and turned around to meet him. This group of people was very familiar.

When he got closer, Zhao Heng could see clearly that the group of people was the previous passer-by.

He came over again after two days. I don't know if he was too busy. The leading man even said that he wanted to give him some pears!

If you can buy some from them, you can make a lot of food to sell, potato chips, fries, potato cakes, balls... Each of them is a particularly popular food.

Furthermore, pears, also known as potatoes, have high yields and are easy to support. For people like him who can't concentrate on farming, they are a better choice.

Every year, I only need to plant pears in the ground, and I don't have to go to the ground to take care of them, which can save a lot of time for food.

The most important thing is that ground pear is one of the staple foods in China, and it tastes quite good. There are many things that can be made from this plant!

The group of passing merchants quickly arrived at Zhao Heng's stall, and the young man in the lead said loudly, "Boss, make the three cold noodles more spicy.

" With a smile, he responded and started to cook the noodles.

After several people sat down, the leading young man got up and came over, holding a small cloth bag or something in his hand.

When he walked to Zhao Heng, he called out to Zhao Heng: "Boss!"

"Huh?" Zhao Heng couldn't do the work without people, so he just looked up at the young man, and the movements in his hands did not stop.

"When I came here last time, I said I wanted to give you some ground pears." He stretched out his hand and handed the bag to Zhao Heng, "Why don't the boss cook something for our brothers to try?"

He stretched out his hand and took it, "What I said last time, let's make something for you to try. If you all think it's delicious, just give me some of this, and I'll buy some more later."

"Hahaha, okay. Since you promised the boss, you will definitely do it, do n't worry! But if you want to buy pears from that land, I will give you a cheaper price.

"

There was a small iron pot. Zhao Heng took some oil and heated it up to make it warm, and cut the potatoes into thin shreds for later use. This time he was going to cook a home-cooked dish that every country in China would know.

After all, on the street, everyone can see his actions clearly. If there is something that you want to sell for money in the future, you can't do it at the stall. If someone else learns how to do it, what money does he have? Earn?

Hot and sour shredded potatoes are the most suitable and the most convenient way to make them now.

When the oil temperature is right, put the chopped peppers and shredded potatoes down, and the hot oil and the grain make a crackling sound when they collide with each other, which soon turns into a muffled sound.

Sprinkle salt, add vinegar, and add a spoonful of sugar to make it fresh. After the dish was made, Zhao Heng took a bowl and put it in it, and sent it to the tables of the passing merchants.

"Let's try it."

The shredded potatoes that were just out of the pot were still a little hot across a bowl, Zhao Heng quickly put it on the table, "It might be a little hot."

Those few people were not good at words, so they didn't say much, and The dishes made from pears in this place smelled mouth-watering, and a few tall men seemed to have never eaten, and they put a large chopstick into their bowl, and they couldn't even talk.

One by one, they just lowered their heads to eat, and the young man in the lead asked him: "How did you come up with this method? We have grown pears in this place for many years, and no one has ever made such a dish."

Zhao Heng shook his head and said, "I didn't come up with this method either, but I used the wisdom of my predecessors to find a coincidence."

Although his source of income now relies entirely on memory and craftsmanship from modern times, he would not Put yourself in the position of a trailblazer.

At most, it can only be regarded as bringing all kinds of food in the future here. He defines himself very accurately, and he is just a porter.

He hopes to make money as soon as possible, but it does not mean that he will attribute all the recipes of these dishes to himself.

"Well...it's delicious! Boss, I didn't know pears in this place could be so delicious!"

"That's right! How come there is no one in our family with such craftsmanship? Otherwise, we would have eaten it long ago. But it won't take so many years to eat it in your mouth!"

"Isn't it!"