Chapter 164 Untitled



Chapter 164 Untitled

Everyone who came here after get off work could smell this special fragrance.

"What did Comrade Chen cook today? Why does it smell so good?"

A worker looked at Chen Fen and asked.

"The pheasant stewed with angelica tastes especially good, but there is not much, only one, so I won't sell it. Please try it. If you like the taste, you can make a reservation. Occasionally, there will be two servings."

Chen Fen smiled.

Hearing this, the people who had just walked in suddenly became a little uneasy.

They hurriedly lined up. Chen Fen had already prepared small bowls, each bowl holding about two taels of soup. A pot of chicken soup had been simmered for more than two hours, and there were now about twenty bowls left.

"Don't worry, the first 20 people who come into the store will have it."

Chen Fen shouted.

This is also learning from Zhao Yi's promotion. For example, when Chinese toon and young shoots of thorns appear, Zhao Yi will let people try them for free. If you think they taste good, you can order them. If you don't like them, don't order them.

"This tastes really delicious. This chicken soup is good. How much is one serving?"

A middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit asked.

Since eating here, the middle-aged man comes here almost every day at noon, and brings his family here every once in a while.

I am a person who is willing to spend money on food. Every time I come to order dishes, I must order venison. If venison is not available, I like to eat steamed river shrimps and braised loach.

"Five dollars a portion, one portion is enough for the whole family."

As soon as Chen Fen said this, everyone who had just drunk the chicken soup was stunned.

This stuff is delicious, but if you spend five dollars on it, it's not worth it.

When he heard that it was five dollars per serving, the man nodded and didn't think it was that expensive.

Since it is called chicken stewed in a clay pot, it must be a whole chicken. I have eaten in this restaurant many times and the portion is always quite large.

"Give me one, and make it tonight so that my family can have a taste too."

As he said that, the man took out two dollars and fifty cents and handed it to Chen Fen.

A woman also took out two dollars and fifty cents and handed it to Chen Fen to order one.

She made this for her daughter-in-law last year.

Just buying the old hen cost two dollars and fifty cents, and the fresh angelica is not cheap either. Plus, the restaurant has to pay for labor, firewood, and store fees. How can they make money if they sell as much as they buy?

"Sister Wang, I remember that you are not willing to spend money like this. Is there anything particular about this thing?"

A woman approached the woman who had just paid the deposit and asked.

"Last year, I made chicken soup for my daughter-in-law after she left the hospital after giving birth. You tasted it and are still craving it. It tasted just like this."

The woman called Sister Wang pointed at the customers who had come into the store early and were sipping their soup.

She still remembers this smell. Although she didn't stand in the front line and didn't get to taste it today, she still remembers this fragrance.

Now that the little ones at home can already eat, she, as a grandmother, often comes to buy a portion of meat, takes it home, tears it into pieces and feeds it to the little ones at home.

After my daughter-in-law drank this chicken soup, she changed her tone after she came out of the confinement period. She called me "Mom" more affectionately than a kiss.

“How much did you spend?”

The woman was a little curious.

"Three dollars and a half."

The woman said with a smile.

After hearing what Sister Wang said, the woman immediately felt that it was not very expensive, but she was still reluctant to spend it. However, her daughter-in-law was about to leave the confinement period, so she also booked a full-month banquet here.

"That Comrade Chen."

The woman came to Chen Fen a little embarrassedly and shouted in a low voice.

"What's wrong, Sister Zhang? Are there any dishes that need to be changed for the full moon banquet?"

Of course Chen Fen remembered every person who had made reservations. Seeing the embarrassment on Sister Zhang's face, she thought that the other party did not want to hold the full moon banquet here.

"Comrade Chen, I want to ask if I can drink it during the few days since I am still in confinement?"

The woman asked with some pain in her heart, saying that now her neighbors would have to bring their families over to taste the delicious food in the evening, and she was also a mother-in-law. If the daughters-in-law of the two families met, they would talk about how their mothers-in-law treated them in the past.

Then her daughter-in-law must be angry, so she had to ask,

"It's best to wait until you're out of confinement before drinking it."

Chen Fen smiled.

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

The woman said happily.

The full-month banquet has been booked, and each dish will cost five dollars. I will buy one for my daughter-in-law after the full-month banquet.

Seeing that some people still ordered such expensive dishes, others became curious. Since the reservation was made in the evening, they could also come and see if the five dollars was worth it.

Time passed quickly and it was already evening.

At this time, the two little guys came to the door of the repair shop skipping and jumping.

Seeing that his father was busy, he did not disturb him, but took out his homework book and sat in Zhao Yi's repair shop to write.

When Zhang Jing arrived, they had already finished their homework.

"Mom, we've finished our homework."

The two looked at Zhang Jing happily, as if waiting for praise.

Sure enough, Zhang Jing nodded with satisfaction and took out a dime and handed it over.

"Five cents a head. Don't run around, or my broom won't recognize you."

The two little guys immediately ran home happily, and after putting their schoolbags away, they ran to the square.

Now that the weather is warmer, there are grandpas telling stories in the square, stalls where people can read picture books, old men selling sugar paintings, and many children gathered together to play games.

Games like Eagle Catches Chicken, skipping rope, and sandbag hitting.

Zhang Jing walked into the restaurant and came to the wine jar.

In the evening, there are many customers drinking. They all have a cold dish and two glasses of wine. They sit under the awning, listen to the radio, and chat about work or gossip.

Zhang Jing was afraid that these people would be bored, so she moved the radio from home over and would not move it into the restaurant until all the customers had left.

"Boss, I think if we put a TV at the door, more people will come over at night. Even if they don't buy anything, it will still be popular."

Zhang Jing looked at Zhao Yi and said.

"That was sent here for repair. I dare not touch other people's things. I can't afford to pay for it if it is lost."

Zhao Yi waved his hand.

As for the money, Zhao Yi could certainly afford it, but where could he get a TV?

"That's not what I meant. I was just speaking metaphorically."

Zhang Jing lightly hit Zhao Yi's arm and smiled.

At this time, everyone who came to order chicken soup in the morning was staring at the two earthenware jars. The jars were not small, and they smelled fragrant and looked like they were quite a lot.

After opening the lid, the aroma became stronger, and seeing the smile on the face of the person who placed the order, everyone knew it was a whole chicken.

Five dollars is a good deal, but they are reluctant to spend it.

I feel that spending one dollar on a meal is already a luxury. If I spend five dollars, my wife will scold me endlessly.

"Can I just order two taels of loose wine?"

An old man came up to Zhang Jing and asked.

"Yes, old man."

Zhang Jing took the money with a smile and poured two taels of liquor and handed it over. The old man often came here to listen to the radio, and he seemed to want to drink when he saw others drinking, but he never came over to ask.

Naturally, Zhang Jing would not go over and ask the old man if he wanted to drink. What if he just came to listen to the radio? That would be too embarrassing, as if she was trying to chase him away.

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