Fast Time Travel: The Posture of the Female Supporting Counterattack

Chapter 352: The leader brings goods but does not cultivate immortality ([-])
Boss Wang cuts the mutton very fast. In less than 10 minutes, several large plates of thin slices of mutton were served. Zong Yuan threw a few slices of mutton down with chopsticks. The thin slices of mutton were quickly cooked in the boiling hot pot, "Come on , Boss Wang, you should try it first."

Zong Yuan put the cooked mutton into Boss Yang's bowl, and Boss Wang was not afraid of the heat, so he couldn't wait to put it into his mouth with his own chopsticks.

"Well, uh, delicious, delicious."

Boss Wang sniffed and took a few breaths, "The taste of this hot pot is overbearing, spicy, and the tip of the tongue is still numb, but the more you eat, the more you want to eat it!"

"Boss Wang, it's so delicious, tears are falling from the delicious food?"

The neighbors who watched were a little disbelieving, "Hell, if you don't believe me, you will know if you try it yourself."

"Little brother, hurry up and order the mutton!"

"Yes, yes, hurry up and order the mutton, order the mutton!"

Zong Yuan saw that there were so many people around, so he poured all the mutton from the plate into the pot, "I would like to remind you once again that the hot pot is good enough, and people with bad stomachs should not eat it. If you go back and have diarrhea, don't rely on our hot pot Bottom material."

"How could it be? Everyone's stomachs are feeling well, and it's not like they haven't eaten chili before!"

Lan Xi silently withdrew from the crowd. It happened that there was a reclining chair outside the small wine shop. Lan Xi lay down on it without saying a word. Although Zong Yuan was a little late, he did everything he had told him meticulously and would not miss anything. , such a person is a very qualified subordinate, and she can rest assured that the small wine shop will be handed over to Zong Yuan.

The first round of mutton hot pot was cooked, and everyone couldn't wait to pick up the mutton into the pot with chopsticks. When they put it in their mouths, they were immediately conquered by the mutton hot pot. Spicy is spicy, and numbing is numbing. The aroma is still lingering on the tip of the tongue.

"Boss Wang, please go and cut another ten catties of mutton. Hey, let me tell you, everyone, those who have tasted hot pot, please give up their seats to those who have not."

"Master Lan, it's a good thing you don't plan to open a hotpot restaurant, otherwise we would have no way to survive in this battle."

The second round of mutton slices was poured into the pot. Boss Wang ran over with a look of joy on his face, and Lan Xi could not continue to lie down. Besides, I don't even know how to wash dishes, wash pots and chop vegetables, so I just need to help my friend bring the goods."

"Hey, Master Lan, how are you going to sell the hot pot base?" Boss Wang asked.

"It's not expensive. Ten taels of silver can buy half of the pot that is now being cooked in the pot. It can sell about ten copies a day. It may be out of stock at any time. My friend is lazier than me. If he is a little unhappy, he will go on strike." Blue Xi said casually.

"What?"

Boss Wang was speechless. The hot pot was delicious, but ten taels of silver only bought half of the pot's base. Can it be sold?
A woman who doesn't know how to wash dishes, wash pots and chop vegetables, but she just speaks out so carelessly, and she is not afraid of being laughed at, and with a friend who is even lazy than the head of Lan, Boss Wang has already predicted that the small wine shop will come back again. Danger of being sold out.

It's the first time he's seen such a business done, it's strange!
In the next half a month, the business of the small wine shop was just as Boss Wang thought. Although there were many people coming, the prospect was worrisome.

Lan Xiding's rule is that everyone who comes can try a piece of mutton and eat it before buying it. This time it will not be an exception. After the person who comes eats a piece of mutton, there is no one who says it is not delicious. It is only ten taels of silver, or I really can't afford it, or it hurts to spend it.

Lan Xi acted like a carefree person, asking Zong Yuan to light the fire to cook the base on time every day. She would lie on the recliner and squint her eyes to fall asleep. After lunch, she would close the shop.

Seeing Lan Xi's slack in business, the neighbors shook their heads. Not only was Lan Xi not in a hurry, but she also had unexpected gains.

For those who came here to eat mutton slices, Zong Yuan not only remembered the person's face clearly, but also told the time when the person came to eat, and he could even say everything that was said with accuracy.

Those who wanted to eat for the second time were all picked out by Zong Yuan. After too many times, those who felt pain in spending money finally couldn't help it, and started to spend money to buy hot pot bottom ingredients.

It doesn't matter if you buy it, people who have eaten it once want to eat it a second time, but the head of Lan who brought the goods made it clear that they only sell ten copies a day, and they will be out of stock at any time.

What's more, they are not happy to pay to Lan Zhangmen Xianbei, they only accept two cash. Once the news came out, people who are foodies and have some spare money in their hands can't hold back even more.

Every day before dawn, people queue up at the door of the small wine shop to buy hot pot base ingredients. Bai Qi, the owner of Yuhualou, who has been secretly paying attention to this matter, can't sit still.

These days, many old customers who come to Yuhualou to eat are asking him, can Yuhualou make the hot pot base ingredients sold at the entrance of the small wine shop?

It's not that Bai Qi didn't let the guys in the store rush to buy hot pot base ingredients, but after getting them back, the chef racked his brains to make a few pots of samples, but the result was disappointing, no matter how the taste was adjusted, the taste couldn't be right.

Seeing that the hotpot sauce sold in the small wine shop became more and more famous, and the reputation spread to the next town, Bai Qisi decided to follow the old way after much deliberation, buying it openly and stealing it secretly, to meet this blue palm Door.

He had already found out clearly that the owner of Lan Qingxu who bought the small wine shop, her father was Lan Qingxu who ran away a few days ago, and he couldn't even handle a little girl, so the past 30 to 40 years, isn't it a waste of time.

It should not be too late, Bai Qi did what he thought, and went to the opposite alley with the manager of Yuhualou. When Bai Qi and the manager came, Lan Xi was lying leisurely at the door of the wine shop basking in the sun.

Bai Qi glanced at the steward, who nodded, walked up to Lan Xi and said arrogantly: "Master Lan, my master wants to discuss a business deal with you."

Lan Xi opened her eyes and saw that it was the manager of Yuhualou, half sitting up, "The small shop is small, and only ten servings of hot pot ingredients are available every day, and they are out of stock at any time. Ten servings have been sold out today. If you want to buy it, please ask for it tomorrow." morning."

Annoyance quickly appeared on the manager's face, "Heh! You girl, our boss is Bai Qibai from Yuhualou, and he will come to you to discuss business with you in person. Don't be ignorant!"

Lan Xi looked at the manager in surprise, "I've already said that my temple here is too small to accommodate great gods, so how come it turns out that I don't know what's good?"

".you."

The steward was about to get angry on the spot, every time he and Bai Qi came out to handle errands, it was he who would sing the red face and Bai Qi the bad face, the two of them cooperated tacitly, and there was nothing they couldn't get what they wanted.

It was so strange today, when I met such a little girl, I was speechless after only saying two words.

(End of this chapter)