This dish is unusual; I've never heard of it before. And at ten coins, it's not expensive.
"Alright! Bring me a bowl of fried rice!" He Shitou shouted loudly into the kitchen.
Zhao Wanzi immediately scooped out a bowl of rice, arranged the side dishes, and handed it to Zhao Denglong.
Even though it's just a small, unassuming bowl of fried rice, you should still put your heart into making it delicious.
Zhao Tingzhang and He Chun were in charge of tending the fire, Zhao Yanxian was in charge of collecting money and managing accounts, and He Tiantian was in charge of serving the dishes.
He Tiantian prepared a bowl of egg fried rice in ten minutes, and also thoughtfully served some pickled vegetables and a small bowl of clear soup in a small dish.
"Please enjoy your meal, sir. Come again if you like it." He Tiantian served the dishes.
The man stared wide-eyed; this fried rice... wow, it looked delicious.
He couldn't wait to scoop out a spoonful. It smelled so good and had such a rich flavor. It was so delicious!
Seeing the happy and content look on the man's face as he ate, He Tiantian knew that things were going well.
Indeed, throughout history, who could resist a bowl of golden fried rice?
If you add a ham and some black pepper, it would be absolutely divine.
Steamed buns are carried one tray at a time to the door to sell, so that the aroma can better attract customers in.
Takeout or dine-in are available.
The boarding process was quick; soon, more than a dozen people had entered.
The tables and chairs in the lobby were almost all full, making it feel very crowded.
But the more they act like this, the more people outside will think that this place must be delicious, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people, so they all flock in.
Finally, the hall was packed with people, and even the desk where Zhao Yan kept accounts had two extra stools added.
"Hey buddy, give me two more fried dough sticks. These are so delicious!"
"The sweet bean pudding is also very good, it's sweet enough!"
"What the heck? Salty tofu pudding is the eternal god. Dude, bring two more tofu buns."
He Shitou was so busy being called that he brought six bowls of tofu pudding from the backyard and stood at the door shouting, "Who wanted savory tofu pudding just now?"
"Me! Here!"
"Me too!"
Those who wanted savory tofu pudding started raising their hands, and He Chun quickly weaved through the crowd to serve the food.
Zhao Yan stood beside the accounting desk, clattering away on the abacus.
Although they were all just a few or a dozen coins, all of them added up to two taels of silver in a short time.
Zhao Yan seemed very excited. Even after deducting costs, these estimates would still net him more than one tael of silver.
Indeed, doing business is still the most profitable.
The number of customers for breakfast is concentrated in those one or two hours, and then they arrive one after another.
Adults and children alike were busy for two hours before finally getting a chance to catch their breath.
Zhao Yanniang stopped banging the gong outside and sat down in the hall to eat breakfast.
We won't sell the remaining ones; we'll keep them for our own people to handle.
On one table, there were a dozen or so fried dough sticks, a bowl of tofu pudding for each person, and about twenty steamed buns left.
They ate breakfast quite late that day.
After He Tiantian finished eating and drinking, she said, "From now on, we will only sell breakfast for two hours. We will close after that time."
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