Chapter 112: Yizhilan Seasoning Store Opens
Qiglong! Qidongqiang! Qiglongdongqiang!
The lion dance lasted for half an hour, and everyone passing by came to watch the fun.
Hu Dabiao got a speaker from somewhere and blew it in time when the gongs and drums stopped.
“Puff, puff, puff…”
"Uh...everyone...fathers and fellow villagers...brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, please stop and come take a look!"
"Yizhilan Seasoning Store opened today!!!"
Liang Xiulan looked at the temporary host stiffly, picking her toes awkwardly.
Twisting Jiang Jinzhou's arm, he gritted his teeth and said, "How many programs have you prepared? Why can't you discuss it with me?"
Jiang Jinzhou gasped in pain, but dared not move.
"It's not much. He just needs to finish reading, do the lion dance, and then fire a salute."
"Lion dances? And salutes? Do you think those salutes can be displayed in front of my little shop?"
Jiang Jinzhou's face flushed with pain, and he couldn't help it. He grabbed her hand, pulled it off his own flesh, and held her hand tightly to prevent her from attacking again.
"I told him not to do the salute, but he insisted! I couldn't stop him!"
"Who wrote this line? He has no idea what I'm selling."
"I...I wrote...ah, hiss...be gentle, the flesh is falling off!"
Still not able to defend...
The two of them did attract a lot of customers with their mischief.
Others thought that some high-end place was about to open, and came to join in the fun.
When I squeezed closer, I saw a palm-sized sign hanging in a palm-sized place.
【Yizhilan Seasoning Store】
Everyone was curious. How could an ordinary spice shop have such a grand display? Could there be some shady deal going on?
"This salute is so expensive! One cannon almost blocks the door of the shop. Such a small shop uses salutes. How can you make so much money selling seasonings?"
"Who knows? Let's wait and see what kind of high-end seasoning it is."
"What the hell is this high-end seasoning? It's not that kind of thing, is it?"
"Are you out of your mind? You're just talking nonsense. What if this is just a spice shop?"
"Eh hee... I can tell from the person in charge that this spice shop is not legitimate."
"What's the matter? Do you know the person in charge?"
"Of course I know him. He's the famous street fighter Hu Dabiao. Who in this area doesn't know him?"
"Hu Dabiao? I haven't seen him for a while. Why are you making such a big show now?"
"I heard he became a manager, but I don't know where he works. Anyway... hehe..."
"What are you laughing at? Explain clearly."
"I won't tell you, you will figure it out for yourselves!"
Everyone was talking and discussing.
After the salute ended, Liang Xiulan opened fire and started the sweet and sour potato chips tasting event, mainly promoting sweet and sour plum noodles.
Those who were gossiping were dumbfounded when they saw this.
“It really is a spice shop!”
"See, I told you, let's go try it! We've got lunch for today."
Liang Xiulan specially bought three boxes of disposable bowls, and only put three sticks in each bowl.
It's just a tasting, just try it, if you want more, just pay for it.
It’s not expensive, the price is the same as before, 30 cents for a small portion and 40 cents for a large portion.
"Hmm~ What are these fries made of? They taste so unique."
"Didn't you see they specialize in sweet and sour plum powder? It must be made with sweet and sour plum powder."
"What is sweet plum powder?"
“It’s the seasoning sprinkled on top!”
He licked it and said, "Mmm~ delicious! What's in this? Sweet potato?"
“It seems so.”
The unique taste immediately attracted most of the customers. Some of them wanted more after finishing the meal, so they bought another large portion and ate it standing on the street.
There were also people who bought two servings at once, one for themselves and one to take home. There was a constant stream of people coming in, and the French fries prepared in advance were almost out of stock.
Fortunately, Jiang Jinzhou had helped at the stall before. Seeing that there were not many sweet potato fries left, he quickly pulled Hu Dabiao to peel the sweet potatoes and cut the fries.
Liang Jianguo is responsible for coating the food with flour, and Liu Guizhi is responsible for frying.
Liang Xiulan prepares seasonings and packs the food, while Liang Xiujuan is responsible for collecting money and settling the bill.
The most important thing about this part is, "Don't worry about anything else, just calculate your account!"
Young brains are very useful. They can calculate accounts, collect money, and make change very quickly!
Some people think that buying ready-made French fries is too expensive, so they buy some sweet and sour plum powder and make them themselves.
Liang Xiulan kindly acted as an instructor, telling everyone how to make these sweet and sour potato fries.
"How much is this sweet plum powder?"
"50 cents per ounce! Buy a pound and get one ounce free!"
"I don't need that much. Give me four ounces first."
"Okay, please wait a moment!"
"Remember to seal it when you get home, so it can be eaten for a long time."
"I have a big family, give me a pound!"
"Okay! It's yours already. Here's a couple of taels for you. Please line up here to pay..."
Some people finish eating French fries and then see all kinds of bottles and jars of sauces on the shelves.
"What kind of sauce is this?"
Liang Xiulan introduced: "This is chili sauce, this is pepper sauce, this is peanut butter, and this is bean paste..."
Someone in the crowd recognized her and started shouting, "Hey, why did you move here?"
Liang Xiulan looked over in surprise.
The other party directly threw out the money.
"Chili sauce! Ma pepper sauce, give me a can of both! We've been out of them for almost half a month."
It turned out to be an old customer.
Liang Xiulan took the money and gave him half a portion of French fries.
“Come visit often!”
“It’s a must!”
Seeing how decisively he bought it, the others also wanted to try it.
But there are people who want sweet potato fries over there.
The supply chain couldn't keep up, so Jiang Jinzhou went to fill the gap.
Hu Dabiao was left alone, peeling sweet potatoes with great difficulty.
"I should have brought two of my brothers with me earlier. It's already past noon and we haven't had lunch yet. We're so busy!"
The business continued until almost two o'clock and stopped only when the sweet plum powder was sold out.
Hu Dabiao was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back, and he was clamoring to eat sweet potato fries.
Jiang Jinzhou shrugged: "No more..."
"Why don't you leave some for me?"
"How would I know you wanted to eat?"
"Don't you see what time it is? If you don't give me something to eat, I'll starve to death!"
Jiang Jinzhou glanced over and said, "How about you drink some chili oil to help?"
Hu Dabiao smacked his lips. Is this what he said normal language?
He wanted to retort, but he didn't have the energy to speak anymore. He was really hungry.
Liang Xiulan saw a grain and oil store not far away, so she ran over quickly, bought a few handfuls of noodles and a pound of eggs, and bought some tomatoes from the old man's vegetable stall next door, then went back to the store to start cooking.
Hu Dabiao thought it was too much trouble: "Can't we just eat at a restaurant?"
Liang Xiulan pointed to the clock on the wall and said, "At this time, everyone in the restaurant is closed."
"Besides, if you eat out every day, how can you make money?"
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