Chapter 52
Not long after the bearded man left, Su Guoer's shop welcomed the first group of people. There were quite a lot of people coming, and the freshly baked sesame cakes were sold out in seconds!
As soon as the food came out of the pot, it was taken away by someone else. They didn't let Madam Cui take it for them, for fear that it would be snatched away if they were a little slow.
If they have it gone, they will have nothing to eat, and they still have to chew on the dry Hu pancakes. They can't afford pot stickers, and Hu pancakes are hard to chew. How can they be as delicious as the duck oil pancakes?
It tastes crispy, fragrant and greasy in the mouth. After one bite, I feel like my soul has been awakened. Then I take a mouthful of mutton soup to warm my stomach, and I feel a lot more awake.
Once the appetite is whetted, this duck fat pancake is not enough, so this situation arises.
Fatty, who knew nothing, was forced to knead mutton to make mutton soup. Su Guoer and Madam Cui, one kneaded the dough to make sesame cakes, while the other kept baking the sesame cakes.
There are thirty pancakes in a batch, and with this wave of people, they are sold out in seconds after they come out of the oven!
Su Guoer couldn't even tell who had eaten how much. But luckily, they were all regular customers who put their money in the basket before taking the pancakes.
Even if one or two people didn't pay, she wouldn't lose anything. Su Guoer thought about it and decided to let it go. She would fill the diners' stomachs first.
Also, we must recruit two more apprentices today.
Her arms were sore from exhaustion.
As he was thinking, the whole oven of baked buns was gone, and there was not much mutton soup left after everyone had shared it.
When Su Guoer looked up, she saw that the adult's carriage had come again and was parked at the first willow tree in front of Xiangguo Temple as usual.
As for his servant?
"Hey, hey, slow down, don't push." The servant was now submerged in the crowd and couldn't get out.
No wonder, the baked pancakes had just come out of the oven and there were many diners around, so the boy came at an untimely time.
Wu Qingli was not very tall, and he was completely invisible in the crowd. He just felt that there were a lot of people in front of him, but he didn't know why there were so many people.
Is everyone going crazy over the mutton soup? He silently complained in his heart.
But once the mutton soup is ready, it will be served in the restaurant, so there is no need to fight for it. But what about pot stickers? Pot stickers are too expensive, and ordinary people can't afford them, so there won't be so many people fighting for them.
Why is that?
When he tiptoed to look inside, he saw a clay pancake oven placed next to the original mutton soup pot. On the table next to it was a large basket wrapped in white cloth. There were several yellow pancakes in the basket, and several hands were reaching for the pancakes in the basket over the crowd.
Seeing that the white basket was almost empty, the crowd dispersed and everyone went inside to eat with their mutton soup.
Suddenly, no one appeared in front of the stall, as if by magic.
Wu Qingli took the opportunity to take a breath and asked, "What kind of food did you make? Why are so many people coming to buy it?"
It looks like an ordinary pancake, but since so many people are trying to grab it, and the young lady's cooking skills are so good, this pancake must be extraordinary.
He wanted to taste it too.
"Anything else? Can I have a taste?"
Su Guoer looked up and saw that it was the boy. She finally took the time to smile and said, "It's you? This is our new sesame seed bun, the duck fat sesame bun. It's crispy and delicious."
As she spoke, she reached under the counter and pulled out a small basket. There were two or three yellow-skinned pancakes in the basket, which she had specially reserved for the occasion.
Of course, it wasn't reserved specifically for the boy. In fact, Su Guo'er was saving it for herself. Otherwise, after a busy morning, she and Fatty Cui Madam wouldn't even get to taste the pancake. That would be such a shame. They still needed to knead the dough and let it rest.
So she simply hid two or three pancakes and waited for them to taste the pancakes when no one was busy.
It just so happens that this young man has come now, so why not prepare it for him? The next batch will be ready soon anyway.
Wu Qingli: "Duck oil sesame cake? That sounds strange. I've only eaten scallion sesame cakes, unleavened sesame cakes, and freshly baked Hu pancakes. Give me one, I'll try it first."
If it doesn’t taste good, I won’t bring it to his master.
Then he took the pancake and took a bite. Before he could even taste it, he quickly said to Su Guoer, "I want those two pancakes too. Pack them for me first, don't let anyone else grab them!"
Seeing someone coming, he hurriedly went up to get the pancake. The person looked at him angrily and turned back to drink his soup. It was obvious how popular the pancake was. If he was a little later, he would not be able to eat it.
Well, only after he saved the two pancakes did he have time to taste the flavor of them.
He didn't elaborate on the taste, he just said, "The young lady's cooking skills are really good. She can make everything so delicious. She can even compare to the old chef who has worked in Qianweilou for more than 30 years."
Su Guoer: "Thank you for the compliment. It's just a family craft that I've made some changes to. That's why I can sell it. I hope you don't mind."
Then he asked, "Do you want more pot stickers today? I just made another pot of pot stickers here, and I saved two for you."
Wu Qingli thought for a while, then looked at the pot stickers in the pot. Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "How about this, give me half of the pot stickers and 20 more sesame cakes. The mutton soup is still the same."
This made Su Guoer a little stunned. Twenty pancakes?
Before she could refuse, she heard the diners behind her say in unison: "Brother? You have to line up to eat. We are waiting for the next batch of sesame cakes. How can we eat if you ordered twenty at once? Why don't you wait for the next batch?"
As everyone knows, Su Guoer can only make thirty sesame cakes in this batch, and there is no room for one more.
"The next batch? Then when will it be ready?" Wu Qingli frowned, not being able to say anything. He was always in time, so he had no choice but to give up.
"Okay, then, wrap up these two sesame cakes for me. I'll also have all the pot stickers. And as for the mutton soup...give me ten bowls!"
Su Guoer: "Can you finish all this?"
Wu Qingli: "Don't worry about that. There are many people in our courtyard who like to eat the food you cook. They even pestered my parents for the address yesterday. However, some of them were not on their way, so they asked me to bring a few more for them to try."
Su Guoer: "Okay, then I'll pack more for you and you can share it among yourselves." After saying that, she started packing up the pot stickers and mutton soup, and also packed up the two sesame cakes.
Finally, she handed him two vinegar packets and said, "This is a sauce made with aged vinegar. It goes really well with potstickers. Why not let the adults have a try?"
Wu Qingli: "Okay, okay."
Finally, he asked, "Do you have delivery at noon? My parents always want to have lunch here, but they are too busy and have never been able to come. Do you have someone to deliver the food to our workplace?"
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