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On the largest food street in Yanjing, the stores here are all next to each other, and all kinds of flavors from all over the country can be found here.

It is close to several major scenic spots in Yanjing, and there is an endless stream of tourists every day to experience the snacks here.

He Shanlu, the owner of a northwest snack bar, just came out of the back kitchen.

This is a dark Northwest man. Ready to entertain customers with a plate, he calculated the purchase price of his ingredients yesterday in his mind.

Most of the stores here are mom-and-pop stores, and the catering industry needs to control costs.

Suddenly, a customer shouted loudly: Boss, you are not authentic. We all ordered the same dish, so why did the results differ? There is so much difference. Did you use expired flour for me?

He Shanlu walked over immediately, and saw a family of three, and the man was yelling there.

In line with the way of making money with kindness, he said with a smile: My customer, what are your needs?

The customer patted the table and said angrily: Look at the mutton steamed buns served together. I can smell their steamed steamed buns from so far away.

He pointed to the three bowls of steamed mutton on his table, two of which were obviously different from his own.

He said dissatisfiedly: You are looking at mine, don't say there is no fragrance, there is still a smell when you smell it carefully.

He Shanlu himself doesn't know the reason, his wife's craftsmanship is unique, but it can't achieve this taste.

He found that although the time on one table was about the same, the two scented bowls were served later. Other tables, new ones also have this fragrance.

He immediately smiled and said, Brother, I'm sorry, we'll change it for you right away.

The customer said in a calm tone: We didn't mean to find faults on purpose, we came to travel just to have fun, you gave me such a big difference from other people.

Can my heart be balanced? It's not a question of how much money.

I can't stand the scent. It smells like the mutton buns made by my grandma when I was a child. This is the authentic taste.

He Shanlu went directly to the back kitchen to check, and he entered the kitchen.

He said to his wife Xiaomei: One of our ingredients has changed, and some customers say that the taste is different, so we have to change it for him.

Xiaomei thought for a while and said: The other ingredients have not changed, it seems that Lao Zhao who sent us noodles recommended us to use a new kind of flour called water bean flour.

I also smelled the fragrance when I made it. It should be the flour that changes the taste.

The price of water bean flour is half that of the five-grain flour we used to use.

He Shanlu said affirmatively: I discovered the uniqueness of water bean flour on the Internet, but I didn't expect it to be really amazing.

He made up his mind that the cheap and affordable water soybean flour will be their main flour in the future, as long as the price does not drop. His profits increased by around 10%.

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It was just dawn, and the sun hadn't come out yet. Lao Li, who was in a hurry to go to work, passed by Old Man Zhu's breakfast shop, and he said directly: Give me a bun for 3 yuan.

Lao Li is just an ordinary sanitation worker in a small city, and he gets up very early. I buy breakfast at Mr. Zhu's every day. Usually two buns.

Old man Zhu's noodle stall is affordable, and the most important thing is that his ingredients are authentic, and he does not use illegal ingredients such as waste oil, sick and dead pigs, fox meat, and rat meat.

Six buns for 3 yuan, you can't finish them. Old man Zhu waved his hand and said with a smile.

Lao Li was taken aback and said, I haven't heard that the price of flour has been reduced, and your buns have less meat in them, so you won't change them to vegetarian buns now.

That's no good, I can't eat without oil and water. Then I might as well go to Lao Zhou to buy soy milk fritters.

Don't worry, it's still stuffed with pork and cabbage. I've opened a breakfast shop here for more than ten years. Can I lie to you?

Lao Li asked suspiciously: Then why did you lower the price? A few months ago you complained about the lower price of pork, but the price of flour increased. You can't continue your business if you raise the price any more.

Old man Zhu had a very happy expression and a cheerful tone, even happier than the birth of his little grandson.

This is a new kind of flour, it's called water bean flour, and the retail price is only 1.7 yuan per catty.

The price of flour has been reduced, and I can't charge a high price against my conscience. People who can come to my place to eat are all very frugal people.

Lao Li took two big buns and left happily. He saved 2 yuan a day, which would save him more than half a month's salary in a year.

He picked up a bun and ate it, thinking that the flour used to make the bun was low-grade flour. Otherwise how can I buy this cheap.

After eating it in his mouth, Lao Li felt that the taste of this steamed stuffed bun was really delicious.

This is much better than the buns he used to eat. Lao Zhu really has a conscience, but he still misunderstood Lao Zhu.

Lao Li just thinks that the flour sellers are a bit stupid, not to mention how many times the market price for such high-quality flour.

Even though the price was the same as the market price, many people bought it. He decided to buy water bean flour himself in the future. This kind of flour is affordable and delicious.

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Inside a magnificent villa in Shanghai.

A young man in his twenties was serving a bowl of Longxu Braised Noodles in front of a three-year-old girl.

Xiaoyu, my father made you the dragon beard braised noodles, with squid and seafood soup. How about you try it?

Zhou Song grabbed his clothes tightly with his hands, and he looked at the little girl very nervously. I don't know if she can eat.

Xiao Yu heard what her father said, and she sniffed the noodles in front of her. He looked again at the bottle on his left.

She picked up the small fork, picked up a noodle, and put the noodle into her mouth nervously with a painful expression on her face.

Xiao Yu chewed it twice, and she showed a very comfortable expression.

Picking up the fork again, he picked it up from the bowl below, and muttered in a low voice, This is a delicious meal. It's better than drinking milk. It didn't even eat rhubarb in the previous meals.

Zhou Song was very happy to see that his daughter was finally willing to eat.

As for the rhubarb my daughter mentioned, it was a squirrel at that time, and it would not eat anything except pine nuts and peanuts.

At this time, a beautiful woman walked into the living room, and she put down her purse. Seeing Xiao Yu burping while clutching his stomach after eating.

With tears streaming down her face, she said happily, Xiao Yu has finally started eating. There is hope for her illness to be cured.

She looked at Zhou Song and said, Maybe I took her to see an old Chinese doctor, and the prescription was effective.

Zhou Song shook his head and said: Your prescription. Mountain dregs, sweet-scented osmanthus, tangerine peel, heterophylla. This is an ordinary prescription for invigorating the stomach and eliminating food.

How can this kind of prescription cure congenital anorexia that doctors are helpless. Fortunately, Xiaoyu doesn't hate milk powder.

The beauty picked up Xiaoyu, and she said with emotion: I just can't let Xiaoyu drink milk for the rest of her life, so I am worried. The doctor said that she can't drink milk all the time. This is not good for her growth.

She will hate milk powder for a long time, and can only inject glucose to maintain her life.

She stared at Zhou Song and asked, What did you feed Xiaoyu? It's not a contraband, right? If it's a contraband, I can't spare you.

I'm her father, how can I ruin my own child. It's made of water bean flour that has been making a lot of noise on the Internet. Zhou Song quickly explained.

I saw in the news that water soybean flour has high nutritional value. This is a new food. I bought it and tried it. I didn't expect it to be successful.