Just as Qiao Xin expected, the next morning, when the shopkeeper opened the door, he was startled by the crowd of people outside.
He looked up at the sky which was just beginning to turn pale.
That’s right, it’s early in the morning and the sun hasn’t risen yet. Could it be that these people started queuing up in the middle of the night yesterday?
It's really hard work. Why would you go to this extent just to listen to a story?
The shopkeeper thought that no matter how good the story was, it would not go this far. But he didn't know that there is always a small group of people in this world who are born with good fortune, rich, and free time without having to worry about anything. What they lack is this kind of spiritual food. But how can these ordinary people who are just trying to make a living compare to them?
Yumancang is not open for business yet, but the entrance is crowded with people.
People gathered in groups of three or four without making any noise. They entered the hall and found a place to sit.
They are not short of money. Yesterday they found the shopkeeper and booked a single room. Some people even booked it for half a year.
There are not only one or two people who have made such a big investment. Now there are no vacancies in the private rooms on the second floor, at least in the next six months. The shopkeeper can't spare any room for new guests!
The shopkeeper had seen big scenes before, but he was still frightened by the madness of these people!
Everyone came early to get a seat, and none of them had breakfast, so they felt hungry. However, the aroma of what the guy behind the counter was eating came into their heads from time to time.
Those who can eat out every other day are not short of money. Some people can't stand this and asked about it.
"Boss, where did you get this breakfast? Can you ask a waiter to bring me some?"
The shopkeeper, with a few wontons left in his bowl and half a leek bun in his hand, didn't know how to answer for a moment!
He couldn't buy it, because these were all staff meals made by the kitchen in the back, and they couldn't be bought outside even if they had money! However, in the winter, they were used to keeping extra stuffing.
The shopkeeper looked at the eyes of the people and realized that he couldn't eat the meal. The guests were all guests, and he couldn't let them eat while the guests watched.
Thinking about the fact that the old lady asked him to launch new food recently, isn't now the best time?
"Sir, the food we eat is prepared by our boss. You can't buy it anywhere else. We are launching a new noodle soup in our shop. Would you like to try it?"
"Okay, why are you still being so shy? As long as it suits my taste, you will get benefits!"
After hearing this, the shopkeeper was delighted at first, then said with some embarrassment: "But regarding the ingredients, I have to tell you that this dish is made with chicken soup and mutton soup, but it has some pork as stuffing. If you don't eat pork, you must tell me clearly, and we will just give you a bowl of mutton soup noodles!"
Someone was immediately unhappy when he heard this: "Boss, this pork is a cheap thing, why do you sell it in your store?"
The shopkeeper cursed inwardly, what a fool!
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, he replied with a smile, "We eat here as our own family. We normally won't sell it to customers without their consent. We won't do anything that would damage our reputation!"
There were also merchants who traveled far and wide and said with a smile: "Although pork is a cheap thing, it tastes good when cooked. Today I will make an exception and try it. What soup do you want? Give me a portion!"
"Hey! Okay, wait a minute!"
With the first person taking the lead, more people followed suit, and soon the kitchen received more than 30 orders.
The chef looked at the small bowl of meat filling and estimated that it was almost done. If he took any more orders, he would not be able to prepare the meals.
Thinking of this, I quickly asked someone to notify the shopkeeper to stop taking orders and do something else!
The shopkeeper came over and saw that it was indeed the case. After thinking about it for a while, he quickly sent someone back to ask for advice.
He had a feeling that this chicken wonton soup would be a big hit! It was understandable that he was in a hurry to prepare it today, but if it was the same tomorrow, it would be his negligence.
"Okay, let's do this first. I'll tell the old lady later. This meat is not available anywhere else. We have to go back to Lao Hu Town to stock up."
Liu Yuan glanced at the crepe wontons in Pei Xinshu's food and saw that they were floating on the soup like clouds. The skin was extremely thin and full of wrinkles, which really fit the word "crepe".
Through the translucent wonton skin, you can vaguely see the tender red meat filling inside.
Scallions, seaweed, shrimp skin, egg skin and pickled vegetable cubes are sprinkled on the soup and dotted between the cloud-like crepe wontons. The scallions are emerald green, the seaweed is slightly black, the shrimp skin is pink and white, and the egg skin is tender yellow. Just one look at it will immediately arouse people's endless appetite.
Liu Yuan watched Pei Xinshu eat two spoonfuls of food first, and then put another spoonful of wontons and soup into his mouth. The sound of him swallowing wontons and slurping soup could be heard in his heart. He didn't eat in a graceful manner as usual, but it made people salivate.
That’s not all. The other person ate half of a bowl of wontons, then picked up a small and exquisite fried bun sprinkled with chopped green onions and sesame seeds with his chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, vinegar and sesame oil prepared on the side, and ate two dishes in a row before stopping.
He stared at the fried buns on the plate, which were much smaller than ordinary pancakes, and swallowed subconsciously: "This pasta is so delicious! Brother Pei, are you willing to give me some so that I can have a taste?"
Pei Xinshu looked at him with a half-smile: "What's in there is cheap pork meat!"
Liu Yuan blushed, but now his mind was full of delicious wontons and fried buns, so why would he care about pork or not? He stretched out his chopsticks and quickly picked up a coveted fried bun from the plate.
The jade-white pan-fried bun surface is clearly distinguished from the burnt brown bottom.
Pick it up with chopsticks and you can feel the difference in the texture of the pan-fried bun, from the surface to the bottom, and from soft to hard.
When you take a bite, you can taste the fresh and salty meat filling mixed with the outside, the crispy, soft and chewy dough. The taste is indescribably fresh and mellow.
It’s just a small fried bun, but the taste is different from the previous ones, layer by layer, it’s so delicious that it leaves you speechless.
Pei Xinshu teased him, "Yesterday you complained that the pork from Fudelou was not good enough to be served, but today you don't care anymore. These two restaurants can use the same ingredients!"
Liu Yuan ignored him and picked up another one with his chopsticks. This time he dipped it into the seasoning in the bowl. The fried bun, which was delicious enough when eaten alone, was dipped in the sauce mixed with vinegar, oil and chili. The taste was not out of place, but added an inexplicable spicy flavor to the soup.
"It tastes even better with the dipping sauce!" Liu Yuan is obviously a good eater.
Unfortunately, when he wanted to try again, he found that the plate was empty. The chopsticks he raised suddenly stopped in the air!
Pei Xinshu slowly wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "If you want to eat, ask someone to bring another plate. Could it be that Brother Liu is still too embarrassed to lose face?"
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