Business Tips
Zhuyi, Dongshi.
In the morning, the cold air was filled with tempting aroma. He Yingchun came to the stall, put the roujiamo on the table and started shouting. The shop was located in the middle of the street, with both front and back views, so it was a good location.
She came to the noodle shop in the morning and took a special look. The door was open and the waiter was cleaning outside as usual, but the proprietress was nowhere to be seen.
As long as the door could be opened, she borrowed a small cart and put the things in the shop with her mother. Wen Jingzhao wanted to come with them, but he had taken several days off. Ma Tongguang sent someone to find him and said that there was something, so he was called away early in the morning.
After a simple cleanup, the stall was not big and it was full with just a few things.
The dough pancakes are placed in a large steamer, which is mainly used to keep them warm. They are wrapped in a quilt so that they can always be warm. In addition, there is a large bucket of braised meat, which is also kept warm with a quilt. The chopping board is placed outside, so someone can buy it and cut the meat directly to make it.
“Hot roujiamo!!”
"Come and take a look! Hot roujiamo!!"
Whenever someone walked by, He Yingchun would shout. It was a winter morning and there were not many people around. Most of the shop owners in the surrounding area took a second look at the newly opened roujiamo.
No one came to buy, so He Yingchun was not in a hurry. She took out the braised meat and chopped it a few times. The fat and lean meat exuded an attractive aroma. He Yingchun took a pancake crust, stuffed it in, and made two. She also took two braised eggs, one for each of her and her mother. She took a bite of the roujiamo and a bite of the braised egg, and the corners of her mouth were full of oil.
The meaty aroma is rich, intense but not greasy, and irresistible.
Next door was a round-faced man selling cotton-padded jackets. He got up early in the morning and had no time to eat. He had originally taken two big steamed buns and was about to eat them when he smelled the fragrance, looked at the dry and cold steamed buns in his hand, took a bite, and put it down again.
"Hey! How much is Roujiamo?"
"Meat ones are 8 cents each, vegetarian ones are 4 cents, and braised eggs are 3 cents. How many do you want?" He Yingchun spoke skillfully. She had practiced this several times at home.
The round-faced man's name is Liu Quan. Because he's fat, everyone calls him Fatty Liu. He's been selling cotton-padded jackets here for years. Normally, he could have rented a shop and opened a store long ago, but he's greedy and just wants this. "Give me one first, the one you just ate, exactly the same!"
"Okay!" He Yingchun picked up the kitchen knife and chopped the meat into small pieces with a few strokes. "Do you want some chopped green onions? It'll help with the greasiness."
"No, no!" Fatty Liu shook his head. He was not afraid of getting tired of it.
A roujiamo and a braised egg, "Brother, we just opened today, just give me the change, just give me 10 cents!" He Yingchun said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll come back if it tastes good!" Fatty Liu couldn't wait to take a big bite, and then took another big bite. The tender and juicy meat, the layered crust, was fragrant, crispy and crunchy, so delicious!
The braised egg tasted good too. He swallowed it whole and couldn't wait to go over and ask, "Give me another one!"
"Okay! I'll give you another spoonful of juice!" He Yingchun handed him the roujiamo. Fatty Liu took another big bite. "Are you going to set up the restaurant here at noon too?" he asked.
"Yes, we're here morning, noon and night." These are all old customers, we have to maintain them well.
Fatty Liu chewed the meat and went back and forth twice. People passing by smelled the aroma of the meat, and those who had just eaten breakfast were all tempted.
When asked where he bought it, he headed straight to He Yingchun’s Roujiamo stall.
"Give me one with meat and one with vegetables!"
"What's the food?"
"Three dishes: shredded potatoes, shredded mustard greens, and tofu skin!"
"Two dishes please!"
"Okay!"
I was very busy in the morning and sold quite a few of them in the morning. I made more than 80 pancake skins in total and put them in 4 steamers. There were still more than 20 left in the evening. Not many people come out in winter, and the pancake skins became softer as time went on, and the meat was also warm, not too hot.
At night, the temperature began to drop. Fatty Liu finally bought two roujiamo and left. He Yingchun was shivering with cold. She saw her mother rubbing her hands. She used chopsticks to pick up the shredded potatoes and mustard greens, and they were all a little icy.
It’s too cold. “Let’s go too.” Mom nodded, and the two of them packed up together.
He Yingchun was holding the steamer with great effort, when she suddenly felt the force lighten.
A pair of bony hands placed the steamer on the cart, and with a reach out, the bucket was also placed on the cart.
He Yingchun looked up and saw that it was indeed Wen Jingzhao.
The military camp was far away from here, and it probably took him some time to walk over. His eyelashes were frosted, and he lowered his eyes and looked a little pale.
"Your hands are so cold? How long have you been walking?" He Yingchun touched his hand and asked.
"Not long. How was today? What did you harvest?" Wen Jingzhao lowered his head and pushed the cart. His fingers trembled from the cold iron handle, and his knuckles turned white when he clenched it.
"Let's go. I'll show you when we get back!" He Yingchun glanced at Wen Jingzhao's neck. "Where's your scarf?"
"I accidentally got scratched while practicing martial arts today and lost it."
"It's okay! I made a small profit today, I'll buy you a new one!" He Yingchun calculated the money in his hand.
Wen Jingzhao smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait."
Mom followed them and watched them chatting, laughing secretly.
When they got home, Li Bin was still recuperating in the west wing. He had been unable to move for the past few days and was staying here temporarily. Gesan was not very familiar with him yet. He was curled up by the stove at this time, and when he saw them come back, he wagged his tail and turned around.
He Yingchun was not so scared at this time, but she did not dare to touch him. She just said, "Be good, Gesang."
Wen Jingzhao followed behind and then walked in. He skillfully reached out and scratched its chin, and it hummed in comfort.
Go back to the house and count the money first!
My mother and I counted them one by one.
“510 wen!!”
"It's the same even if you count it for me!"
That's about 250 wen transferred. If it can still be sold like this tomorrow, one month's rent can be recovered, and the rest of the money will be profitable.
He Yingchun's face lit up as she counted the money, "What a lot of money!" She didn't feel so at ease when she had money in her hands before. Every penny was earned by themselves.
She has been chopping meat all day and her hands are sore from exhaustion.
"I'll make dinner today, you take a rest, otherwise if you sleep too long, you won't feel good tomorrow."
"Okay." He Yingchun nodded.
The three-fresh noodles they had for dinner were served with braised eggs and braised meat. Li Bin couldn't eat anything too oily, and he felt jealous watching them eat the meat with big mouthfuls.
"When you're better, I'll give you enough!" He Yingchun said with a smile. Li Bin took a big mouthful of noodles and said, "Then I have to get better quickly."
Finally, he added, "I'm sorry to trouble you all. That noodle shop..."
"I was passing by during the day and it was still open!"
He nodded. "That's good, that's good."
Mom said, "Don't be so impulsive next time."
"Mom, you didn't see it... They were all going to take Madam Wang's clothes... Alas." He sighed deeply, "I definitely won't do it again next time." Although he said so, he did not regret it.
"I'm just a burden to everyone. Didn't those people from the gambling house find out?"
"No, Wen Jingzhao and I covered it very tightly."
Wen Jingzhao shook his head. "Although there isn't one, that group of people might target you after they get out. After you recover from your injuries, stay in the barracks. It's best not to go out for a while."
Li Bin nodded, "Okay, that's what I planned too."
He Yingchun glanced at Wen Jingzhao. He had really changed a lot. In the past, if something like this happened, the eldest young master would have fought with them until they were bloodied. But now he even advised Li Bin to stay out of the limelight.
"It's okay, don't think too much. They will have to stay in jail for a long time. The Lantern Festival will be in a few days. When you feel better, come with us to visit the lantern festival. I heard that it was very lively in previous years. Let's go together and have a big meal when we come back!" He Yingchun thought that he had earned some money and could buy some things he liked.
"Yeah, okay!" Li Bin nodded. Everything else was fine, but he was now on a diet and couldn't eat meat, so a big meal was more attractive than anything else.
The next day, He Yingchun prepared a similar amount as yesterday. Fatty Liu came to buy roujiamo as usual. They ate roujiamo for three meals a day, but there were fewer people than yesterday. When they went back, there were nearly 40 wrappers left, as well as braised meat and vegetables.
Wen Jingzhao comforted her, "It's cold, and no one wants to go out. It's okay, we can eat by ourselves."
Mum nodded and said, "Yes, Yingchun, today is indeed colder than yesterday."
He Yingchun nodded and made less when she prepared it in the evening, so she made 50 pancakes.
On the third day, there were more than 10 pancakes left out of the 50, so Fatty Liu bought two pancakes in the morning. There were even fewer customers than yesterday, so He Yingchun didn't even have dinner when she got home that night. She tossed and turned all night, and her mouth had blisters the next day.
Cooking was her forte and what she was most proud of. If she continued like this, she could make money, but it was totally different from what she had imagined. No! She had to think of a way!
He Yingchun got up before dawn and sat in front of the stove, watching the fire burning brightly. She added some firewood and the fire became even brighter.
What's going on?
Wen Jingzhao came out of the west wing with his clothes on. He came out to add firewood. He was afraid that the kang was not hot enough, so he would get up once at night to add firewood to both sides.
He looked sleepy and asked, "Why are you sitting here?" He took a small stool and sat down beside the stove.
"Why are there fewer and fewer people every day?" He Yingchun was holding a pancake crust in her hand, puzzled. The taste was fine.
She was wearing thin clothes, but she was completely unaware of it.
Wen Jingzhao took off his clothes and put them on her, then nodded. "The skin is crispy and the meat inside is tender. I ate one and wanted to eat a second one. It's really good. Maybe it got cold after sitting for a long time."
Yes, she made it crispy...
etc!
"I know!" He Yingchun seemed to have thought of something and took out the leftover pastry from yesterday. It felt fine when she touched it. She took a bite and found that it tasted much softer than the ones she had just made and not crispy enough.
When they come back, they usually roast it over the fire or put it directly on the edge of the pot. They won't eat it cold, so no one pays much attention to this. Also, as it gets closer to the afternoon and evening, the braised meat, eggs, and vegetables are not particularly hot, and the taste doesn't feel like it's just out of the pot.
He Yingchun looked at the big pot on the stove and murmured, "I have to take the pot over there."
"What?" Wen Jingzhao didn't hear clearly.
She smiled and said, "I said, my pot comes in handy!"
On the fourth day, He Yingchun did not prepare too many roujiamo. She just brought the kneaded dough, various seasonings, and a large iron pot.
She used the excuse that she had bought a pot as a spare and placed it in the backyard, and exchanged the iron pot.
"Ding! You have exchanged for an iron pot, and 15 points will be deducted from your points. Your current points are 53." I exchanged for spiritual spring water when I made roujiamo before, and I haven't done anything recently, so my points have shrunk.
Today is an ordinary day.
The aroma of meat from the East Market wafted from one end of the street to the other, and the dogs in the surrounding villages were barking with envy.
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