Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 54 The restaurant is closed?Business is going to be yellow?

Shopkeeper Sun was amused by being teased, and it was not a bad taste after thinking about it, and there were not many pieces of meat.

Break apart the clams and roll up the meat.

The taste is a bit strange, quite tenacious, with this garlic, there is no fishy smell at all, but the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

Shopkeeper Sun's eyes lit up: "Is this something that no one wants by the riverside? It's so delicious?"

"correct."

"What's the thing on the top?"

"Garlic paste, our Cen family's exclusive recipe."

The shopkeeper hadn't seen it before, so he thought about it: "Well, from your small fishing village, I'll write to you in the evening."

"Success." Cen Abao left with the jar in his arms.

Old Madam Cen stared at her, seeing her coming out to meet her: "How are you, baby."

Back in the village, the Cen family sat at the dining table and comforted Abao Cen: "Abao, those people don't know what to do."

"Yes, they don't eat it, we keep it for ourselves."

Cen Abao put his elbows on the table, squeezed the flesh on both sides of his face with his hands: "Let's just wait for the good news."

Boss Cen came back: "I heard from A Bao that I went to the riverside to see, and sure enough, someone went to pick clams."

Cen Abao fanned his long and dense eye hair: "The appointment is shopkeeper Sun and the others. They want to go back and try to see if they can make it."

Human nature is like this, want to take advantage of good things.

But, he couldn't do it.

"Grandma, put away the clam pots."

"Put it away, don't worry about your work, Grandma."

"Father, have you hidden the garlic?"

"It's hidden, and I can't find it specified."

Now waiting for someone to come to the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door, and Mrs. Cen opened the door. Could it be shopkeeper Sun, he smiled: "It's... the Cen family, I'm looking for that little doll."

Cen Abao poked his head out behind the old lady Cen's legs, and smiled: "Shopkeeper Sun, you have made up your mind."

"Correct."

He was proud, and just started thinking about cooking by himself, and making trouble, anyway, he has been running restaurants for many years, so why can't he even stir-fry a dish.

He fished some clams and made it himself.

Not to mention that the meat is fishy and hard, and there is sand, which makes the teeth gritty.

It's not the same taste as this little doll.

So, take it.

One big and one small, it's kind of like that when talking about things.

"Shopkeeper Sun, we are a small town after all, and the price of vegetables should not be too high. A plate of garlic clams will cost you eight cents. I don't care how much you are willing to sell to customers. How about it?" Don't look at Cen Abao. Small, not afraid at all.

Shopkeeper Sun thought about his half-dead restaurant, and slapped the table: "Sure, but you are not interested in supplying other restaurants."

"Well, you can come first."

"But it's better to eat it warm, right?"

"You can eat it hot or cold, and it tastes delicious when it's fried." Cen Abao said, "The village is not far from the town, and it's still warm when it's delivered."

"Then start from tomorrow." Shopkeeper Sun summed it up in his heart: "It's lunch at noon, and there are a lot of people, so I'll order [-] dishes first. If the effect is good, I'll order it later in the evening."

Eight texts in one plate, 240 texts in thirty plates.

After sending shopkeeper Sun away, the Cen family looked at each other in dismay: "It's only 240 essays in one morning."

You must know that manpower is worthless, such as bearers and so on, who pay twenty yuan a day, and ordinary people who are about the same point say fifty yuan a day, and they are dead, and they earn about two taels of silver a year.

Mrs. Cen suppressed the joy in her heart: "This is just the beginning, whether it can last for a long time depends on how the sales are at noon today."

Li Xiang looked at it and felt very uncomfortable.

I also want them to make money, so that they can take care of the third room in the future.

And don't want them to make money, this is pure jealousy.

But she wouldn't hurt Cen's family either, unlike Sun Lainan.

Mrs. Cen looked at the sun: "It's not long before noon, let's hurry up, we've already collected the money, so don't delay other people's affairs."

"Boss daughter-in-law, you peel the garlic."

"Boss, go and order more clams."

"I'll chop the garlic in a while."

When she was ready, Mrs. Cen shook off her arms and started to work. Abao Cen wanted to stand on the small bench to wipe the sweat of the milk, but the old lady waved her hand: "No, stay away from the milk, before you burn yourself."

There were too few small pots at home, so I had to pack them into a few big pots, put the big pots on the mule cart, and cover them with a clean quilt. Granny Cen happily drove the mule: "Let's go."

"Shopkeeper Sun, how are you? Is it punctual enough?" Mrs. Cen squeezed her pleats and laughed.

"allow."

Unload the jar, take it to the back kitchen, and divide it into plates.

Right now, someone was having dinner, and shopkeeper Sun took out a plate, and the aroma immediately attracted the guests: "What is this? How much is it? Give me the whole plate."

"Garlic clams, ten cents a plate, good to go with wine."

Well, the shopkeeper sold more than two pieces.

The guests at this table were eating rattlingly, and the guests at other tables were also greedy, so they followed suit.

It's just the effort to pack the mule cart. Thirty trays are sold out.

The old lady Cen, grandpa and grandson looked at each other, the business was really good, and they carried a bunch of copper coins on the way back.

For several days in a row, shopkeeper Sun's business was booming, and many people rushed to eat garlic clams, even if they were queuing up, they wanted to have a bite.

Cen's eldest family picks clams at night and fry clams during the day.

In just ten days, nearly four taels of silver were collected in the pocket.

This day, Mrs. Cen delivered clams to the restaurant as usual, but she was dumbfounded when she got there.

Why is it closed?

They came back dejectedly. Boss Cen took a look at the things and said, "What's the matter? Don't want it anymore?"

Mrs. Cen was like a wilting eggplant: "The door is closed, no one is here, so I don't know what happened."

Cen Abao helped to take out the things: "Shopkeeper Sun has something to delay, he is not a person who does not keep his word."

They have been living in poverty, and they finally got a little better before things went wrong.

His eyes were wide open, and he didn't even think about eating.

Mrs. Cen looked at the clams in the basin. If she didn't make them out, they would probably smell bad, but if they were made out and no one wanted them, it would be a waste of more money.

Dilemma.

With a snap, a string of copper plates was placed in front of Granny Cen. Granny Cen first looked at the copper plates, and then followed the copper plates to look at the person who put the copper plates.

It was Li Xiang, her third daughter-in-law.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Cen asked, frowning.

"Mother, don't get angry if you didn't deliver the goods this morning. I will bear the loss. I saved it myself on weekdays." Li Xiang said softly: "A few days ago because of the twenty copper coins we It's unacceptable for mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to make such a mess, and this mother ignores me, to be honest, it makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Li Xiang wanted to make peace a long time ago, but the ex-mother and the others were doing it in full swing. At that time, it seemed that there was some purpose in licking it, and it seemed insincere.

Didn't everyone say that it is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to give charcoal in the snow.

The old lady Cen said kindly, and came down the steps: "I don't want this copper plate either, save it for Sheng Zi, I'm tired today, if you're not tired of this meal..."

"Hey mother, rest quickly, I'll do it." Li Xiang hurriedly said.

Cen Laosan was relieved to see that his wife and mother had recovered, and finally he didn't have to be caught in the middle.

Before the fire started here, someone knocked on the door...

(End of this chapter)