Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 66 Another bowl

Once Liu Xing said this, don't say it's really effective.

At least half of the people booed and scolded Liu Xing for wanting money and being shameless, and then went home to do what they should do.

But the remaining half of the people stayed where they were and did not scold Liu Xing, nor did they leave. Among them, Boss Xue from the grocery store walked to Liu Xing with a smile, holding ten yuan in his hand: "Xiao Liu, I just found out You have a dark heart, and a bowl of soup base costs ten yuan, which is more profitable than robbing a bank!"

"Don't say that, I can't afford it, but if I don't, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the soup base I use to make rice noodles!" Liu Xing cupped his hands with a wry smile. Although he knew that Boss Xue was joking, But I don't know why, but I always feel a little guilty.

After all, a bowl of soup base sells for 2010 yuan, which means that after [-], it is a high price.

"I know your painstaking efforts, so I can only spend money to sell soup!" Boss Xue handed ten yuan to Liu Xing: "Don't look at it! Give me a bowl, I didn't see my daughter's finger asking for it!" Is it about to bite off?"

"Good! Good!" Liu Xing had no choice but to take the money, and filled a bowl for Boss Xue with his rice bowl.

"Be careful!" Liu Xing warned.

"I know!" Boss Xue blew on the white meat-flavored soup in the bowl, and then took a shallow sip.

"How?" Someone on the side asked.

"It's delicious. It's delicious. It's fresh and pure. There must be a secret recipe for this soup!" Boss Xue said as he drank, smacking his lips, he drank all the soup in the rice bowl.

The girl with two ponytails snuggled up at his feet cried out anxiously when she saw this scene: "Papa, you are so bad, you have finished all my soup!"

Boss Xue was extremely embarrassed when he heard the words, and quickly handed the job bowl to Liu Xing: "Give me another bowl, hurry up!"

"You!" Liu Xing shook his head and had to follow suit.

However, after taking another ten yuan from Boss Xue, the next second he was shocked by the enthusiasm of the people watching the excitement, and dozens of people handed over the money, and they all said they wanted soup.

It seems that if Liu Xing's movements were a little slower, he would hit someone.

It seems that most of the people doing business in the market are rich people, and they don't care about the ten dollars at all.

Liu Dageng and Zhu Meiling, who were resting in the wonton shop, heard the news and ran out to help collect the money.

Liu Xing had no choice but to take out bowls of rice and pour out the hard-boiled soup base.

Later, the rice bowls were not enough, so he had to continue to use the leftover rice bowls from the previous drinking. To Liu Xing's surprise, no one disliked it, and they all said that the soup was delicious, it was simply delicious in the world.

If the price is not too high, they all want to drink a few more bowls.

Liu Xing knew that going on like this would not work.

Seeing the booing and booing and the villagers coming to watch the excitement, after filling the last bowl of soup and going out, they moved the big wooden barrel and the stove into the wonton shop, and closed the door.

At this time, there is only half of the soup base in the big wooden barrel, so there is no pressure to carry it.

For him, if he knew that the soup base was so attractive to people in 1993, he would not open the door to cook it in advance if he was killed, otherwise it would kill him.

In the hall, on the dining table.

Liu Dageng and Zhu Meiling were sorting out the money from selling the soup base, when they counted, they couldn't help shouting out in shock at the same time.

"My God, it sold for 80 yuan!"

"Is this not a dream?"

"Dad, Mom, can you please keep your voice down? It's only 1000 yuan and you're surprised. What if it's [-] yuan?" Liu Xing made a booing motion, and then sat weakly by the window Rest up.

Only then did he realize that if the business of the breakfast shop was too good, it didn't seem to be good. If it continued like this every day without help, he would definitely die of exhaustion.

"Son, you worked hard today!" Zhu Meiling put all the money from selling the soup base in front of Liu Xing, and said softly, "Take it, I can't help you with anything, I can only give you spiritual help." Unlimited support."

"Give me all this money?" Liu Xing asked with a warm heart.

"I'll give it to you. I know it's not easy for you to open a breakfast restaurant. You need money everywhere!" Zhu Meiling remembered that Liu Xing hadn't eaten dinner, and immediately took a bowl for Liu Xing.

Liu Dageng did not have such an awareness, but looked at the stack of banknotes in Liu Xing's hand with distress: "I said, do you really have a secret recipe for making soup?"

"Well, I saw it in an ancient book." Liu Xing replied calmly.

"Tell me about it!" Liu Dageng immediately became interested.

Liu Xing looked at his mother.

In the next second, her mother Zhu Meiling raised her leg and kicked Liu Dageng: "What do you want to do? Take your son's secret recipe and sell it to marry a mistress?"

"It's not a daughter-in-law, I'm just asking casually!" Liu Dagen explained in fear.

"I can't ask, I don't know who you are yet. Once you know the secret recipe of the soup base, the entire Liu family will know it in a short time, because you can't pass the level of wine!" Zhu Meiling put the delicious food on the table. At the dining table in front of Liu Xing: "Don't forget, what kind of losses have you suffered after you left the army."

"Hey!" Liu Dageng nodded when he heard the words, and then slapped himself vigorously, thinking to himself what was wrong, he didn't even understand such a simple way, and he wanted his wife to wake him up.

The secret recipe of the soup base is valuable, but is he able to get it?

To put it bluntly, it would only be a disaster, not a blessing, for ordinary people like him to get it.

Only a smart person like Liu Xing can make use of it to flourish.

However, he still couldn't help asking: "Son, where is your ancient book with the secret recipe? You have to put it away, it will be obtained by others, so the secret recipe is no longer called the secret recipe."

"Don't worry, the ancient books are long gone!" Liu Xing replied perfunctorily, picked up his rice bowl and started to eat.

"The ancient books are gone?" Liu Dageng asked in surprise.

For him, this is a bit unbelievable.

Liu Xing had no choice but to perfunctory again: "Three years ago, Liu Hang stole it and tore it up to make an airplane and threw it away. I tried to find it and restore it but I couldn't find it."

In fact, there are no ancient books, everything is fabricated by him.

"This prodigal son!" Liu Dageng suddenly lost his temper when he heard the words, picked up the broom in the corner, and prepared to settle accounts with Liu Hang angrily.

"Sit down, wouldn't it be better to tear it up? It won't save other people from worrying about it, and we can still have a good night's sleep!" Zhu Meiling held Liu Dageng with a smile on her face.

"That's right! Why didn't I think of this!" Liu Dageng scratched his head, and his face was filled with joy when he suddenly realized.

Now only his son Liu Xing knows this secret recipe, and it remains in Liu Xing's mind, that is the safest place, why is he worried.

Unless it is really like what my wife said, I really want to use the secret recipe to do something bad.

(End of this chapter)