Zhang Yulan tied an apron on and wiped the table and benches clean. The chopsticks in the chopstick bucket were also new.
There was a burst of aroma coming from the kitchen, causing many people to stop and look over, asking, "Madam Boss, what are you cooking? It smells so good. Forget it, I'm too lazy to go to the state-owned restaurant, so let's just eat at your house."
After saying that, she strode in and found a seat by the window.
Zhang Yulan greeted her warmly, "Girl, what do you want to eat? This is my menu. Do you like anything?"
The woman had neat short hair, wore a blue work suit, and had a mellow complexion. It was obvious that she was well-fed at home and had plenty of money.
She looked at the menu and was attracted by Bobo Chicken. She smiled and asked, "What is Bobo Chicken? Chicken served in a bowl? I've never heard of it. Can it be delicious?"
The man at the table next to her had a conflicted look on his square face. He wanted to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks, steamed buns and steamed buns, and he also wanted to eat the Bobo chicken that they recommended.
Who wouldn’t find it fresh if they haven’t eaten it before?
Zhang Yulan explained: "This is our family's unique secret recipe. You have definitely not eaten it in other places. My ancestors were imperial chefs who specialized in cooking for the rich.
You know what happened next, I came down from there. I've been keeping a low profile for more than ten years, and now I can finally open a business, I have to show off my skills and let everyone have a taste of my good cooking.
You look familiar. You often come to my shop, right? I'll give you two skewers to try first. If they don't taste good, you don't have to pay. If you like them, you can order other ones."
The man's face relaxed, and he said suspiciously, "Really? I'll try two skewers first. If they taste good, I'll buy a few more and bring some back home."
The factory is doing good business now, the workers have stable wages and good welfare benefits, and they have some spare money to eat out.
When they queue up in a state-owned restaurant, the waiters treat them like nothing, they just ignore their noses and eyes. How could they be treated like guests of honor?
It was as if they were God, which greatly satisfied their vanity.
So, people didn't go to the state-owned restaurants, but all flocked to their small restaurant.
Zhang Yulan called back, "Xiao Chen, give me two skewers of vegetarian dishes."
Bobo Chicken had been prepared long ago, and the ingredients were mailed by Jiang Yan from Beijing. They only had to follow Jiang Yan's instructions, and it was effortless. The key was that the result was so fragrant.
They couldn't help themselves and ate several skewers, waiting for the Bobo Chicken to become a big hit.
They skewered chicken wings, chicken feet, duck feet, duck tongues, peeled quail eggs, beef, tripe, and duck intestines.
Miao Xiuying called the second brother and asked him to mail seafood from the island. All the seafood was dried and would still be delicious after being soaked.
There are so many vegetarian dishes, including potato chips, lotus root slices, lettuce, corn, broccoli, carrots, fungus, tofu, enoki mushrooms, homemade konjac tofu, bamboo shoots dug from the village, and their own sweet potato noodles.
In order to ensure the freshness of the ingredients, we decided to spend a huge amount of money to buy a second-hand refrigerator.
Chen Min responded: "Okay, Mom, I'll be right there."
As she spoke, she took a string of tofu and a string of kelp, put them on a plate, and served it quickly.
The man picked up the bamboo stick, took two bites, and his eyes widened. He said in surprise: "What is this? It's so delicious, isn't it?"
Take a bite and it feels like the soup bursts in your mouth, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.
He wanted to eat more after eating two skewers, and he became addicted. He said to Zhang Yulan, "Give me ten skewers of vegetarian food and ten skewers of meat. How much do you want for these two?"
Zhang Yulan said simply, "Two points for vegetarian dishes, and four points for meat dishes."
Others who were attracted were not satisfied when they heard the price and shouted: "These are all grown by ourselves, they won't cost much, there's not much per bunch, one cent is enough."
Zhang Yulan was not angry, but said in a gentle voice: "Sister, my whole family does business here, and we rent the storefront. These vegetables are not grown by my family, but bought with money.
We run a small business, the soup is rich and the seafood is delicious, most of the money is spent on this. You can't get it anywhere else except my house.
My family is unique. We don't make much money, so we just want to come out and kill time since we have nothing to do at home. Now is not the busy farming season.
Look, you are also a regular customer of ours. Come and try two skewers. We don’t charge you any money.”
The woman felt awkward. She looked at it and said with a wry smile, "Okay, I'll have two skewers."
After she ate two skewers, her expression was exactly the same as the man's. The person next to her gave her a sideways glance and said, "How is it? It tastes good, right? It looks so appetizing, and my mouth is watering. You guys are really good at cooking?"
The woman gave a thumbs up and said, "Your ancestors must have been imperial chefs. I have never eaten anything so delicious. Give me another twenty, no, thirty skewers. Can you pack them up? I want to take them back for my family to eat. They will all eat them."
When Miao Xiuying heard that this was a big business, her face broke into smile. She didn't expect Bobo Chicken to be so popular.
She called Fang Cui, "Xiao Cui, use that big bowl and give her more soup base so she can take it back and mix it with her rice."
The woman found a seat and sat down, her eyes full of anticipation. "Then I'll bring the bowl back to you this afternoon. Thank you."
Zhang Yulan waved her hands and said, "Why are you thanking me? I should thank you because you are here to take care of my business. If you want to eat in the future, just come to my house.
We will develop new dishes from time to time to ensure that you can eat what you can't eat anywhere else. The main focus is on freshness. "
The woman was conquered by Bobo Chicken. She slurped her saliva and said, "I like yours. Why is it called Bobo Chicken? It has a strange name, but it is really delicious."
The food in the southwest is mostly spicy, hot and fresh, which is really the key to its flavor.
The variety of ingredients makes the meal refreshing and non-greasy, which is very satisfying. In summer, you must eat Bobo Chicken.
Hearing that he wanted so many skewers, the others wanted to try them too.
"Give me five vegetarian skewers and three meat skewers."
"Give me ten vegetarian skewers and ten meat skewers. I want more seafood, okay?"
Zhang Yulan responded: "Sure. If there is anything you cannot eat, please tell me in advance. If there is anything you particularly like, you can also tell me. In my house, customers are the priority."
I have to say, they are very good at doing business. The person in the front couldn’t stop eating, and the people waiting kept swallowing their saliva.
In two minutes, the room was full and there was a long queue outside.
We originally prepared several hundred skewers, but they were all sold out in less than an hour. By the end of the day, all the soup base had been drunk up.
All the steamed buns and soy milk were sold out, and He Miao closed the shop at noon.
She wiped the sweat off her face and said in disbelief, "I thought we prepared so much that we wouldn't be able to sell it all tomorrow, but I didn't expect the soup to be gone in just one morning.
When we get home tonight, we'll order more. I expect business to be better tomorrow. The spicy hotpot Xiaoyan mentioned should also be put on the agenda early. We should order one by one, so that they won't be overwhelmed by the choices. It will be difficult to serve them if they don't eat this or that."
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