Punch: From third-rate anchor to top chef

Chapter 446
Of course, it was because although the equipment in the caravan was all available, how could it be impossible to compare with the full set of facilities of a five-star hotel?
As an anchor with good money, how could Li Xiao foolishly live in a cramped space when conditions permit?
After packing his luggage, Li Xiao didn't rest.

After all, the strength of the body is there, and the continuous driving for several hours did not bring too much fatigue to Li Xiao.

After washing his face, he immediately set off to kill the original destination.

Since this old shop named Fuji Guilin Rice Noodles is still some distance away from the city, Li Xiao drove to this Guilin Rice Noodle shop that has been open for more than 20 years.

His mobile phone live broadcast has not been closed, so while queuing up, he introduced the origin of Guilin rice noodles to the audience:
"Guilin rice noodles have a long history."

"It is said that during the period of Qin State, when Qin State conquered South Vietnam, it appeared."

"The prototype of Guilin rice noodles at that time was not a gourmet snack but military rations in the army."

"Because the soldiers of the Qin State left the country for a long time to fight, the allocation of military rations was very difficult."

"The soldiers of Qin State have lived in the north for a long time and like to eat pasta."

"The transportation in ancient times remained unchanged, and there was no way to transport grain from the far north to the south for production."

"So the military advisers in the army proposed the method of using local materials."

"According to the principle of making Northwest noodles, the cook first soaks the rice, grinds it into rice milk, drains the water, and kneads it into a dough."

"Then steam the noodle until it is half-cooked, then take it to the mortar and pestle for a while, and finally squeeze out the vermicelli by hand, and drop it directly into the boiling water pot."

"Because the conditions are not allowed, there is no way to make too many condiments."

"Usually it's a cook camp. Minced meat is chopped into puree and cooked into a pot of clear soup with a meaty smell."

"At the same time, in order to alleviate the soldiers' unacceptable symptoms, the pharmacist added grass fruit, fennel, peppercorns, tangerine peel, betel nut, cinnamon bark, cloves, cinnamon sticks, pepper, bay leaves, licorice, ginger, and star anise to the soup."

"These herbs can treat epigastric pain, indigestion, and vomiting and diarrhea, thus greatly reducing the symptoms of soldiers' acclimatization."

"In order to cover up the smell of the medicine, the cook will also add the sauce brought from the north to make a stewed soup, accompanied by plain rice noodles."

"Some soldiers with better family conditions will add some capers or dried radishes that they carry with them."

"Later, some officers also ate this plain rice noodle with the soldiers below."

"However, their conditions are better. They often add some stewed pork, which becomes the original Guilin rice noodles."

Although these time-honored brands are located in the outskirts of the city, they are quite popular.

After queuing for more than half an hour, Li Xiao walked into the Guilin rice noodle shop with only one storefront.

Inside the Guilin rice noodle shop, the hot air blowing towards his face made him feel a strong breath of life.

The light blue tiles laid from the ground to the roof, although many tiles have cracked corners, are spotless and wiped very clean.

This alone makes Li Xiao very satisfied, after all, this is not a high-end western restaurant.

In a place with such heavy oil fume, as long as it is not cleaned for two or three days, the walls will be greasy.

But here is cleaned up, I have a feeling of elegance and refinement.

You have to know that there are many time-honored restaurants, and the dining environment is really quite bad.

Not only is the oil on the table shiny, but even the oil on the tiles on the wall can catch the flies that land on it.

In comparison, the dining environment here is really several floors higher.

Walking to the cash register, Li Xiao glanced at the menu board above.

The menu is very simple, most of the writing has faded.

The original price position was even scraped off a layer of skin, and the new price was rewritten directly with a black oil-based pen.

The price of a tael of noodles is 5 yuan, and a bowl of noodles costs at most three or taels.

If no ingredients are added, it will only be served with capers, dried radish, chopped green onion and a little spicy oil.

And the price of stewed ingredients is not expensive, a stewed egg is 1 yuan 5, a stewed sausage is 1 yuan 5, chicken wings, pork head meat, pork belly, pig ears, all kinds of stewed ingredients are available.

Li Xiao quickly made a decision:
"I want two bowls of rice noodles, one bowl of medicinal soup, and one bowl of dry mix."

"In addition, give me a portion of each marinade, and give me more marinade."

"Okay, a total of 82 yuan, thank you."

A very nice female voice came from behind the counter.

Only then did Li Xiao notice that sitting behind the counter was a cute little girl of thirteen or fourteen.

The little girl had twin ponytails tied on her head, and she was wearing a school uniform that marked No. [-] Middle School. The school uniform was a little faded, but it was washed very clean.

The little girl's movements are very nimble. While writing the menu ordered by the customer, she asks the customer to scan the QR code to pay or take the cash from the other party.

Li Xiao quickly scanned the code, took the plastic card with the number handed over by the other party, found a corner seat and sat down.

Although the environment in the store was very noisy, Li Xiao could still hear the conversation next to the cashier very clearly.

"Xiaojuan, come out to help again?"

"Yes, Aunt Huang, what are you eating today?"

"It's still the same!"

"Okay, there are two packages of dry mixed one or two powders, one with pork head meat and braised eggs, one without, more chopped green onions, more dried radishes, and more capers."

"A total of 15 yuan, thank you."

"Give!"

The woman was holding the sign and happened to be sitting next to Li Xiao.

Seeing Li Xiao holding the camera, the woman showed a curious expression on her face.

Maybe it was boring, or maybe it was prompted by curiosity:

"Are you that anchor?"

"Yes, big sister, I am a food anchor."

Hearing that I guessed it right away, the interest of women who have nothing to do is suddenly brought up:
"I heard that you make a lot of money as an anchor, right?"

Hearing this question, Li Xiao gasped.

Good guy, this stranger came up to ask such a sharp question.

How should I answer myself?
Said that he earned a lot, but was afraid of misleading the other party.

It is not realistic to say that you do not earn much.

So he could only say ambiguously:
"You can't say the same, some people earn more and some people earn less."

"When I first started working as an anchor, it was only a thousand yuan a month, which was just enough to live on."

"I've been working for a long time, and now I'm making more money when I meet the trend and the right opportunity."

There was a sudden realization expression on the woman's face:
"Oh, oh, I understand, I understand, the [-]th law, I understand!"

The corner of Li Xiao's mouth twitched slightly.

Good guy, the [-]/[-] rule is out.

But I have to say that what the woman said does have some truth.

20% of anchors earn 80% of their money.

(End of this chapter)