General Dotes On His Farming Wife

But Zhong Li is still thinking about it. After all, the shelf life of this kind of food is very short, and there is no icehouse in this era, so it can't be preserved. If we rely on ice stored in winter to transport in summer, the cost is too high, and the cost of this snack will be more.

Once the price increases, it will lose the advantage of snacks.

"Tomorrow?" Zhong Liyu took a look at Zhong Li, "is it too anxious?"

"Don't worry. After looking for it, we have to decorate it. We also have to look for nearby towns." This kind of snack, can't get together, otherwise there will be no business.

What's more, unlike huibafang, huibafang takes a low-end route, while huibafang takes a high-end luxury style. It's not that there are no cheap things in it. It's just that compared with these things, they are much more expensive.

"All right." Zhong Liyu doesn't know much about these things. Anyway, Zhong Li can do whatever he wants. She just said that.

After dinner, they went back to the backyard, and each villager had made something qualified.

After tasting them one by one, Zhong Li nodded and said, "that's the taste. Now you go back to discuss with each other. This kind of shop can't get together. When I find my store, it's time for you to show your skills. "

"Yes." Now they worship Zhong Liyu as if he were a God, and of course they will not question her words.

After they go home, they make what they have learned for their families. After they have eaten, their families nod their heads one after another. At the same time, they will be more grateful to Zhong Li.

But these are not Zhong Li's original intention, her original intention is to hope that everyone's life can be better.

When Zhong Li taught these villagers to make snacks, he soon turned to Zhao Yiyan's ears. He was also curious about the fried rice and rice noodles, as well as the cold noodles, cold noodles and other kinds of rice products.

To be honest, he was really curious about how Zhong Li made these things.

"General, I've asked someone to prepare a fried rice noodle for you. Do you want to try it?" The old housekeeper asked carefully.

"No more." Zhao Yiyan waved his hand. It wasn't Zhong Li who sent it. He didn't eat it.

It's a pity that Zhong Li didn't know that this man was so proud, otherwise he would have laughed.

The old housekeeper looked at the childish Zhao Yiyan, but he was speechless for a while, but since he didn't eat, it would be cheaper for him. He spent a lot of effort to get it out of the backyard.

However, before the old housekeeper came to the door, Zhao Yiyan changed his mind and cried: "leave the things behind." I'm kidding. In front of the food, he was angry for a few minutes. How could he have trouble with his stomach.

The old housekeeper faltered under his feet and almost didn't throw the fried rice noodles out.

But Zhao Yiyan is the master, and his thing was originally brought back to Zhao Yiyan. Zhao Yiyan wants to eat, and there is no problem.

The old housekeeper, with a bitter face, sent the fried rice noodles to Zhao Yiyan, and then retreated.

Zhao Yiyan thought about it and ate it with a bowl.

After taking a bite, he sighed with satisfaction. What Zhong Li made was different, which surprised him every time.

He didn't know Zhong Li's little idea. The next day, Zhong Li came out to find a shop for the villagers and make a sign.

Since it's the type of franchise, the signboards must be the same. It's an advertising effect. Once people see this signboard, they can think of that thing.

But looking for the shop this kind of thing, Zhong Li handed over to the servant, and she was busy at home under the post.

In one day, the villagers had mastered the knack of making snacks, so Zhong Li decided to prepare for the competition the next day and take this opportunity to publicize it.

Sitting at the table, Zhong Li wrote about most of the dignified people in the town, and only Zhao Yiyan was left.

Normally speaking, Zhao Yiyan is the biggest official in this place. She should make up to him, but Zhong Li finds that he doesn't agree with him. As long as she gets along with him, something will happen.

Thinking, Zhong Li put down the pen, but on second thought, she still took the pen to write the name of Zhao Yiyan.

Anyway, there will be many people tomorrow, and she won't see him alone. There's nothing wrong with it.

After writing, Zhong Li asked Rumo to send these posts back, while Zhong Li asked people to prepare the venue for the competition.

Fortunately, there is an open space in front of Zhongli Zhuangzi. Zhongli asks people to prepare seats and other decorations. The stove of the competition is in the middle.

After the site for the competition is almost ready, Rumo has finished posting.Zhao Yiyan who got the post showed a smile with satisfaction, and Zhong Li finally thought of him.

But first he was happy, then he was surprised. He used the word "finally"!

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In the twinkling of an eye, the next day, because of the last Liulichang incident, everyone was very curious about Zhong Li's post, so they came here early in the morning.

The villagers also put on the chef's clothes, white clothes and white high hats, which were made overnight. They looked very chic.

As soon as we came, we were attracted by the new competition and were more curious about what Zhong Li was going to do next.

Zhong Li stands at the door, quietly waiting for everyone's arrival, the last one is Zhao Yiyan. Seeing Zhong Li in the crowd, Zhao Yiyan is astringent. He is the king of Qingyang, but in Zhong Li's eyes, he is not as good as these merchants.

"My Lord, your position is here." If Mo is busy to come over to greet a way.

Zhao Yiyan downhill donkey sit down, just a pair of black eyes still firmly staring at the body of Zhong Li.

When Zhong Li saw that everyone had arrived, and the competition had been ready for a long time, she stood up and said, "first of all, thank you for coming to my humble place. I would like to thank you all."

"You are welcome, young master." These people are now cultivated by Zhong Li to eat. As soon as they listen to where there is delicious food, they can't sit still. They still care about whether it's hard or not.

"Well, in order to thank you, I don't want to talk nonsense. Today, there are 25 participants in the competition. Because the venue is limited, every five of them do it once. During the competition, every five people cooked the same dish, but they staggered the competition. Do you understand what I mean? "

"Second young master, let's start. As long as we have something to eat." An impatient man stood up and yelled. Now who doesn't know that the Zhong family has many recipes for food? The name of huibafang is even bigger!

When he called, everyone laughed.

Zhong Li also laughed and said, "of course, since that's the case, I'll be a judge for you."

"Good." In the crowd, there was another burst of applause.

In the eyes of everyone's expectation, the competition officially began.

Zhong Li was sitting in the middle, holding a cold drink in a glass in her hand. She was fanned by ink. She looked very comfortable.

"Puff..." the sound of eggs being beaten into the oil came. Suddenly, everyone's taste was aroused, and they were nervous and looking forward to the operation on the stage.

These villagers have been working face to face with loess and back to the sky all the time. They have never seen such a scene before, so they didn't play very well.

But the people under the stage didn't know what they thought. Besides, it was the first time that they came into contact with this kind of new thing, so they all widened their eyes and waited quietly.

Fried noodles and other things, the most important thing is fast, so a few minutes later, in front of each of the provisional judges put a copy.

"Everyone, please taste it, and then say what you think is the best one." Zhong Li opens his mouth.

"Good." All the people began to eat impolitely, and they all looked intoxicated. At the same time, he even sighed that Zhong Li was willing to teach others such delicious food. No one could compare with his measurement and mind.

After eating, Zhong Li asked Rumo to collect everyone's opinions and prepare to announce them after the competition.

There are five rounds in the competition. After five rounds, the winner of each round has to compete once, and then the final winner prepares a cold skin for all the people present.

Because it's very simple. Just mix it.

It's very big. The second round starts again.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, it's time to find out.

When Zhong Li named today's winner, everyone's eyes fell on the winner. She was a woman, a woman in her twenties.

In full view of the public, she can't help blushing, but still according to the words that Zhong Li taught her, she said: "thank you for your support. Now it's up to me to prepare cold skin for you." With that, she ran away.

About half an hour later, a bowl of cold noodles was served with soy sauce, vinegar and chili sauce.

Cool skin is the most suitable food for summer, so as soon as it comes up, everyone will enjoy it.

After eating, all the people said: "the second young master is really a God and man. He can always make things that others don't expect."

"If you think it's delicious, it's true." Zhong like said that before Liangpi asked her to let people in Chuang Tzu do it, but most of them were stalls in the city, and there were not so many audiences, so it's proper to be not famous."It's delicious, of course, but where do these chefs come from? Can I hire them back for my family to have a taste?" Someone with a lot of money immediately stood up and said.

Zhong Li was stunned. She didn't think of this. It's totally different to work for others and open a shop by herself.

After thinking for a while, Zhong Li said, "well, they are all villagers nearby, not my people. If you want to hire them, you need to ask them for their own opinions. " But Zhong Li doesn't approve of them going to work in other people's homes. After all, they only know these things. No matter how delicious they eat every day, they are always tired of them.

But what she should do has already been done. How these villagers choose is their business and has nothing to do with her.

"In that case, let's ask." There was an idea in the crowd, and immediately sent his servants to ask the former cooks about their wishes.

Of course, the winner is the one who asked the most.

The winner was frightened by this posture, hiding in the room. She seldom even heard of these great people. She didn't expect that they would invite her to their house today.

But in fact, she didn't want to go, her children were too young to leave her mother, and she didn't want to deal with these people.

But she didn't know how to refuse these people. She could only say that she would think about it.

But in the end, she had to give them an answer.

After thinking about it, she finally found Zhong Li and said her distress again. Zhong Li stared at her and said, "if you don't want to go and don't know how to refuse them, don't refuse. Tell them that you will open a small shop in the town to sell these things, and then let people deliver what they need every day."

This is takeout!

Hearing Zhong Li's solution, a woman's eyes lit up. She never thought that there was such a solution.