In order to make some money in two months, Wen Ying couldn't wait for word of mouth to spread. She wanted to make quick money.
In fact, as long as she can save face and is not afraid of hard work, she can open a late-night snack stall.
She just doesn't have her own exclusive flagship product, lacks competitiveness, and it's difficult to make a big profit in two months... Hey, it seems she actually has one.
"Working for Uncle Qin is no different from working for you, my uncle. I'm not considering either for now. Uncle, can you take me to the late-night snack street?"
Deng Shangwei didn't think much about it and thought Wen Ying wanted to have a midnight snack.
When they finally got there, Wen Ying looked at every restaurant from the beginning to the end, but still hadn't decided which one to eat at. Deng Shangwei was just beginning to get curious when Wen Ying suddenly turned around and asked him:
"Uncle, are there any crayfish for sale in Qingshiqiao Seafood Market? No, I mean, in the entire aquatic wholesale market in Chengdu?"
Deng Shangwei was confused: "...Crayfish?"
As for lobsters, Deng Shangwei is more familiar with flower lobster, blue lobster, wave lobster and Australian lobster.
Deng Shangwei knew about crayfish. People in Hubei Province liked to braise it in oil, while people in Jiangsu Province liked it with thirteen spices. People in Sichuan Province also liked to eat crayfish. Rural households caught them in the ditches and brought them back to the fields, then pulled off the tails and stir-fried them. The huge shrimp heads had no meat, and only the meat on the tails was edible. It was not a dish that could be eaten in formal dining, and restaurants did not serve this dish.
It’s such a cheap thing that you can’t make much money even if you sell a thousand kilograms of it, so Deng Shangwei is not very interested.
"If you want to eat it, I'll ask someone to go to the countryside to collect some."
Wen Ying's eyes sparkled. "Thank you, uncle. Don't forget about this. When I come back from Long Beach Lake, we should be able to eat it, right?"
After receiving Deng Shangwei's affirmative assurance, Wen Ying's mouth corners curled up.
She had felt strange before.
What is missing in Chengdu’s late-night snack market?
Missing the king of summer midnight snacks, crayfish!
——For people in Chengdu, things like braised in oil and thirteen spices are heresy, and Sichuan-style braised shrimp is the ultimate masterpiece!
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