Yushanfang

Chapter 44: Chapter 45

In the evening, Lin Xiang put the pork bone noodle soup in front of Feng Ming. Naturally, Lin Xiang dared to sell it only after the shopkeeper judged it.

Smooth, delicious, the unique rich glycol of the pork bone——

"Hululu—" Feng Ming hastily swallowed a bowl full of ramen, and finally wiped his mouth: "Sure, let's sell it."

Naturally, it is very satisfying to eat.

Finally, Lin Xiang discussed the price of pasta with Feng Ming and Ah Fu.

Lin Xiang felt that chicken stewed noodles should be more expensive because of the addition of meat and chili, so this noodle dish is still four yuan a bowl.

Then, as for the pork bone soup noodles and egg chopped scallion noodles, because the ingredients are simple and the cost is not so high, Wenhui thinks three texts are enough, the key is that the quantity of these three kinds of noodles is relatively large.

Pork bone soup noodles and egg scallion noodles are more convenient to make.

Nowadays, due to the limitation of ingredients and cost, Lin Xiang has come up with these three kinds of noodles for the time being. As time goes by, Lin Xiang will definitely make more flavors of noodles.

……

In the early morning of the second day, the restaurant posted several types of soup noodles on the wall at the entrance of the restaurant, naturally hoping to attract more business.

Not long after, since the restaurant has not released a new variety for a long time, some curious customers will order a bowl to taste it.

"Have a bowl of chicken noodle stew."

After all, most people still like to eat meat. In fact, most of the noodle soup outside is [-] Wen a bowl, but there is no diced meat in the noodle soup of [-] Wen a bowl.

At present, the noodle soup with meat, looking around the restaurant, it seems that Lin Xiang is really the only one, and the rest of the noodle soup are either small stalls or restaurants like them. The purpose of making money is naturally not to put diced meat in the noodle soup and sell it for four yuan a bowl.

Most of them sell some plain noodles, so that the cost is lower and their money is more profitable.

Lin Xiang took over from here, and immediately started to do it non-stop.

"Zi la la——" The noodle soup with bubbling red oil was steaming hot, and there was a breath of fresh and delicious flavor. The soup bowl was placed in front of the guest, and the guest couldn't take their eyes off it.

The person with a big red hook has a great appetite, even when Hancui delivered the meal, he couldn't help but swallow the smell of the fragrance.

Taking a bold breath, the guest reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and squeezed them long and hard——

"Zi Liu Liu -" the sound of snoring sounded, just listening to the sound made people feel very appetizing.

A satisfied smile appeared on the guest's face in an instant, his eyes were squinted, but his cheeks were constantly agitating, and endless aftertaste rippling in his mouth.

"Ha——" The guest's face turned red suddenly, he let out a long breath, and then "hissed" out his tongue to suck in the cool air.

However, the other party obviously had no intention of stopping.

After a short time, the guest's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

At the entrance of the fresh, smooth and tender noodles, there is a strong salty taste first, and then the intriguing aroma rushes straight to the top of the head accompanied by the spicy taste.Jiao Ran's whole body was shocked, and his whole body began to sweat slightly at this moment.

Immediately, the diced chicken with enough flavor is refreshing, and the deliciousness rushes into the lungs, making people can't help talking!

At this moment, another strong man entered the door one after another. Just as he stepped through the door, he saw the guest officer eating a bowl of noodle soup so hard, and they couldn't help feeling a little bit excited.

The bright red and oily piece in the soup bowl is indeed very appetizing.

"Have a bowl of this—"

"I'll have a bowl of this too—"

In just a short while, there were a few scattered people in the restaurant, looking for freshness, all they wanted were hot chicken noodle stew.

After a long while, everyone ate one after another, sweating all over their bodies, their mouths were full of oil, and they all opened their mouths to "hiss" and breathe.

"Refreshing!" A man with thick eyebrows and a beard wiped the sweat from his forehead, fanned it with his hands, and his mouth was red.

After eating this bowl of noodle soup, I couldn't help sweating all over my body. I just eat a bowl of hot, tasteless noodles on weekdays, but my body is slightly warmer.

I never thought that this bowl of stewed noodles would be so appetizing!

Everyone applauded unanimously.

"Lin Xiang, the guest wants another bowl of stewed chicken noodles!" Han Cui was sweating profusely from running outside, standing at the kitchen door and yelling.

Lin Xiang nodded when he heard the words. Here, Ah Fu's work gradually turned into noodles and ravioli.

"Zizi lala——" A splash of steaming red oil was poured on the white noodles again and again, and bowl after bowl was sent out non-stop.

……

Immediately, in the next few days, the bowl of chicken stewed noodles and wontons in restaurants became the same as the signature dish. Most people who come to eat order this bowl of refreshing and smooth taste chicken stewed noodles , or someone likes to eat light food, order a bowl of wontons to warm up the body.

After buying it for a few days, when the restaurant settled the bill one night, Feng Ming couldn't help frowning and made up his mind.

This week, wontons sold for about 210 [-] yuan, and chicken diced stewed noodles sold for about [-] yuan. Compared with last week, the income has picked up. Moreover, Lin Xiang's pig offal and sweet and sour Shrimp fried noodles, almost most of the income is on this.

After such a careful calculation, the daily profit is almost [-] yuan.

The level has basically reached the days when Lin Xiang almost went bankrupt due to Lin Xiang's illness.

Feng Ming was naturally overjoyed, but immediately he couldn't help frowning. The bowl of stewed noodles with chicken diced that Lin Xiang developed sold well, but the remaining two bowls hardly sold a few bowls.

Although I feel that it is a bit embarrassing to open my mouth, I usually buy the ingredients and so on together. If these two kinds of noodles can't make money, then there is no need to continue to do it.

Calling Lin Xiang in front of him, Feng Ming stroked the words hesitantly, and then said with some difficulty: "Well... the chicken noodle stew you made was pretty good this week."

Lin Xiang smiled when he heard the words, but didn't answer, and listened curiously to what Feng Ming wanted to say next.

Feng Ming opened and closed his mouth, thought for a while, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth: "I think, except for this stewed noodles with chicken diced, the other two stewed noodles are not selling well, isn't it a bit..." As he spoke, he looked up at Lin Xiang with a smirk.

To be honest, today's restaurant and Lin Xiang have a mutually beneficial relationship. Lin Xiang helps the restaurant's business to improve, and Feng Ming pays Lin Xiang.

As the shopkeeper, Feng Ming doesn't actually need to look at Lin Xiang's expression when doing things and talking, but Feng Ming has also seen Lin Xiang's power. A few days ago, but only less than a week later, Lin Xiang left the restaurant. The improved business immediately slid down like the downpour.

(End of this chapter)