Pinellia pastoral

Chapter 26
Hearing Banxia's words, the man seemed a little strange, with a dustpan in one hand, he didn't want to leave while standing, "Can this rice noodles be fried?"

Zhu Zi was stunned for a while, and it was hard for him to answer this question, Ban Xia hurriedly said, "Uncle, this is delicious fried, are you waiting here or I will send it to you later!"

"Well, I'll wait, it's not so short of effort."

Although my heart is not short of effort, why did I say it just now, I am afraid it is a novelty.

Seeing that Zhuzi was still standing still, Mrs. Guo and the man who was waiting to eat were also on the side, Banxia smiled and said to Zhuzi, "Uncle, this rice noodle is also ready-made, why don't you put it in the pot, if you wait My aunt and I, I don’t know how to do it. It’s like my aunt’s frying cassava. If you want me to do it, the hot oil will burn your hands. If you shake the rice noodles and put it in, you need to put sauce, oil, salt and chopped green onion. It’s not enough to shake your hands, but it won’t ruin your business? It’s okay to beat you up.”

Naturally, Ban Xia would not say such a thing for no reason.

Fortunately, Zhuzi understands, how can the business that came to the door be pushed out? I am used to cooking and so on, but I usually make rice noodles at home, put them in a stack, cut them when cooking, and suddenly I heard that it was fried, but I still can't react.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I started to heat the oil.

Ban Xia naturally reminded him that he saw the green vegetables that he kept for his own lunch, so he also cut some and put them in. Looking at the rest, there is not much seasoning except chili.

Everything is really missing.

"Brother eats spicy food?" Zhuzi asked.

"I'm afraid your chili is not spicy enough!" The man picked it up casually, seeing the big spoonful of oil underneath, and the green vegetables sizzling, just looking at it is pleasing, who in ordinary people is willing to waste oil like this?

Seeing this, Zhu Zi didn't say much. Seeing that it was almost a handful of rice noodles and threw it down, the aroma was already overflowing during the stir-frying, which was different from the boiled ones.

After a while, the fried noodles are done. The white rice noodles, red peppers and green vegetable leaves are very gratifying to look at.

The man was already very pleasantly surprised when he saw the oily dish, "This...how much text is this?"

Zhu Zi quickly replied, "Two texts."

In exchange for even more surprise eyes.

Ban Xia smiled and brought the bowl to him, "Uncle, if you are busy, you can actually bring the bowl over next time. This is also a new one from my uncle's side. You can't find it anywhere, right? It’s just a meaning, next time I come here it will be more than this, come back after eating!”

After the man left contentedly, Zhu Zi was still a little dazed, some people who were eating rice noodles also wanted to serve fried noodles, Ban Xia and Guo Shi naturally helped out spontaneously.

Zhuzi still received two coins and sent away such a group of customers, and then he looked at Banxia in surprise, "I didn't expect this food to be really delicious. I've been selling rice noodles for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen such a thing." How to eat."

Banxia looked at the place where there was no sauce or no sauce, and she thought it could be better, but Zhuzi let him eat fried noodles with Guo, and she didn't refuse.

But he still said, "Uncle, you can also add eggs here and sell them for five yuan a piece. On market days, some people want to eat better, but they don't want to go to the restaurant. It's not bad to add this, but you can also add others. You can't stick to this deal, can you?"

Guo still supported Pinellia, "Zhuzi, I will give you this method for Pinellia, we will not be able to collect money in the future!"

"This is natural, natural!"

"Uncle, this stir-fried noodles cost oil, so the price can naturally be higher." Xia had already told that person at 01:30 just now.

Originally, Zhuzi's rice noodle stall had a good business, and it was the first time they had stir-fried noodles. They would always recognize someone for whatever other people ate. When other places followed suit, it might not be so bad.

As for Pinellia, selling cassava now or cooperating with grandpa's family, the rest will naturally have to wait until later.

The idea of ​​splitting up came to Ban Xia's eyes for the second time, and she had to think about it carefully, otherwise she couldn't do anything she wanted to do.

It took Zhuzi a while to react, and people kept coming over at this moment, it seemed that the fried noodles that the man brought all the way had a publicity effect.

If it weren't for Guo Shi and Banxia here, he probably wouldn't be too busy.

The customers came and went, and he took advantage of his free time to plan, "I'll bring the eggs tomorrow if they're so good, and the greens can also be picked, and..."

The pillar full of confidence in the future seems to have opened a new door and is constantly planning there.

Before he finished speaking, Ban Xia hurriedly stopped and lowered his voice, "Uncle, I'm not busy, let's sell rice noodles and fried noodles first, and when someone else sells them, we will add eggs, and others will add eggs Let’s cook rice noodles and add eggs or something, it’s up to you, step by step, when the time comes, people will only recognize our place.”

If you want to put everything up at once, and the customer base has not been fully established, others will naturally not recognize this as the first one.

Seeing Banxia like this, Mrs. Guo felt honored, "Listen to Banxia! This girl is smart, follow her mother!"

It has to be said that Mrs. Guo has a very close relationship with Mrs. Li, who almost grew up watching him.

Pinellia didn't talk too much, squatting on the ground to help wash the dishes.

Zhu Zi answered, it was not a particularly profound reasoning, Zhu Zi thought about it a bit and then he understood what was going on. Seeing a person as young as Ban Xia, how could he be so thoughtful about everything.

Thinking in this way, the movements of the hands are not messy at all. The rice noodles as big as the pot cover are in a thin layer. The pillars are stacked a few times, and the kitchen knife is moved bit by bit. it's the same.

Ban Xia raised her head, amazed.

"This is the one, the fried rice noodles just now, right? Kexiang, let's buy this!"

It was a shrill female voice, and another lazy male voice replied, "Buy this! You can't sell this tofu, so you still eat this."

"Why can't it be sold? It's because you didn't grind the soy milk well."

"Blame me! You lazy woman can't get up on her own. If you didn't tell your mother that the third brother and the third sister-in-law hid their private houses, you brought the matter over. I will suffer this! You still want to save some money, this time Well, if you can’t sell it, pick it up, mother will take our skin!”

The two actually quarreled.

Ban Xia moved in, and seeing Guo Shi lowered her head to clean up the dishes, she quickly waved and winked at her.

The voices of these two people are too familiar, it is not the fourth uncle and fourth aunt.

After a few quarrels, he came over to eat fried noodles as if nothing happened, but Zhuzi said helplessly, "Come here tomorrow, this is also sold out."

"Aren't you still cutting?"

Zhu Zi smiled, "This is for myself to eat, I've been busy for a long time, and I haven't even eaten a sip of water!"

"I don't even know how to do door-to-door sales, and I deserve it because there are no people here..." Fourth Aunt muttered, but finally left.

The anger in Ban Xia's heart, it turned out that there was still such a thing, her parents worked so hard, but they were suspected of hiding money, they couldn't sell their tofu, and they were still eating this and that outside, if it wasn't for grandpa The other side said yes, if my father is injured, I have to go to the rough...

She didn't want to think about it anymore, "Uncle, can't their tofu be sold?"

(End of this chapter)