The little husband of the sick prince's family

As soon as I opened my eyes, another day passed.

Today's breakfast is richer than before. Considering the first day of opening, the business must be busier than before, with people coming and going, it is very likely that you will not have time for lunch when you are too busy.Most of the breakfast in the countryside is porridge with pickles, not very hungry, so Zou Yun specially told Aunt Song yesterday that Song Dazhuang came to his house to eat this morning, full of big white flour steamed buns, flower rolls, meat buns... just let go of your stomach eat.

Aunt Song picked up the meat bun and gnawed it. The white fat and gravy filled her mouth. Her eyes were bright. She lowered her head and took a few big mouthfuls to quickly finish a big meat bun. She still couldn't get enough of it...

After her stomach was full, her sanity returned, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for Zou Yun's reckless spending of money. This early in the morning, there is fat meat to eat. Which family in the village has this kind of treatment: "Brother Yun, you haven't made any money yet!" Well, just spend whatever money you want, a steamed bun and a bowl of soy milk is all you need in the morning, and it’s not as good as eating during Chinese New Year, so I won’t be able to use it in the future.”

Brother Yun treats them sincerely, and Aunt Song sees it even though she doesn't say it.Once or twice, she could lean over to eat a few mouthfuls with a thick old face, but she felt embarrassed many times.

Looking at their old adobe house, there are only two bedrooms, and the cold wind is blowing in through the cracks in the wall. What should the two of them do if they have children in the future?

Aunt Song shook her head, and decided to take advantage of the big guy's absence to talk with Brother Yun another day. It is a good thing to make money, but not to be extravagant.

Young people are ignorant?These elders should persuade them even if they are annoying.

Zou Yun knew that Mrs. Song really cared about him, so she nodded with a smile and didn't argue with her.

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After breakfast, several people came to the town in a bullock cart. At this moment, it was just dawn, and the West Alley was rarely quiet.

With a "squeak", the wooden door opened, and the entire new store took on a new look.

There are wooden signs hanging above the counter, each of which says the special dishes in the store: dry pot prawns, dry pot fat intestines, dry pot rabbit slices... Jasmine flowers are placed on one side of the counter, and when the breeze blows, the store is full of A light floral scent.

The feature of dry pot is nothing more than that when you eat, the dishes on the table are still sizzling, so the most expensive thing in the whole store is the small stoves on the table.

Each table is engraved with its own number to avoid serving the wrong dishes after being too busy.

Zou Yun simply put a few quilts and summer mats in the attic on the upper floor. During the lunch break, everyone can go upstairs to sleep on the floor.

Looking at the past, the layout of the whole store looks clean and tidy! ! !

time.

The number of people in West Alley gradually increased, and the opening ceremony of the store finally began.

With the sound of "cracking" and "cracking" firecrackers resounding through the sky, Zou Yun pulled down the red silk and satin, revealing the black plaque with the inscription "Yuelai Restaurant" on it.

This lively scene naturally attracted many new and old customers to visit the store frequently.

When Zou Yun looked down, he saw Li Dali, and Ji Xiaoxiao kept waving at him, opening and closing her mouth, her voice completely covered by the noise of the crowd.

He took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "The store is opening today, and every table, no matter new or old, will give away a free sweet potato ball."

Ji Xiaoxiao and Li Dali, who came to support Zou Yun, walked into the shop first, and then a large number of people squeezed in. Suddenly, there was not enough space in the shop, and Zou Yun temporarily set up a few tables in the yard to make it easy sit down.

Ji Xiaoxiao and Li Dali sat at a table for two, looked at the unfamiliar stove on the table and asked in confusion: "Brother Yun, what is the stove here for?"

"That's right, little boss, do we have to cook and eat by ourselves after we come in?"

The crowd looked puzzled.

Zou Yun chuckled and said: "The specialty of our restaurant is the dry pot. We will fry the meat in the kitchen first, and the cauliflower and potato slices will be half-cooked and served on the stove. Everyone eats." When it’s time to eat the dishes above, stir it with chopsticks when it’s almost time, and then you can eat the stuffed lotus root slices…”

"So that's how it is." Everyone said clearly: "With a stove, you don't have to worry about the dishes getting cold."

"This is a good idea. The little boss is too smart. Every time he eats a dish in winter, he will gobble it up. He is afraid that the dish will not taste good when it is cold. Now he can finally taste it slowly."

"Guest officers, the menu is in the upper left corner of the square table. What do you want to eat first, go to the counter to order and get your own brand. After it is ready, the waiter will serve it." Zou Yun said with a smile.

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Ji Xiaoxiao opened the menu, secretly poked at Ji Dali who was beside her, and said, "Is the price of dry pot too expensive? Except for fat intestines and dry pot, which is 20 yuan for a small portion and 40 yuan for a large portion, all other meats are more than 30 yuan." A small copy of the text."

Ji vigorously shook his head, pointed at the dry pot of rabbit slices that was almost overflowing in Song Dazhuang's hand, and said: "The prices in Xixiangzi are already more expensive than ours, and the small boss's portion is very cost-effective. Let's order a small portion." If you are not full, add two more bowls of hot and sour noodles."

Ji Xiaoxiao weighed the shriveled purse a few times, and nodded in agreement.Who knew that the two of them had planned to leave after eating a bowl of hot and sour noodles, but now they were taken away by the spicy smell wafting in the room.

The people around ate and praised: "This rabbit meat is too delicious! It doesn't smell fishy at all."

"Little boss, the sweet potato balls are fried crispy and crispy. You can tell that you are willing to put oil in them. They are so fragrant. Can you buy some for my wife to taste?"

"It would be even better with a bowl of wine, but this ice powder is also good."

"Sour plum juice is also available. It's the real thing. It tastes much stronger than the restaurant next door. This shop has a future."

Hearing what they said, Ji Xiaoxiao became even hungrier. She stretched her neck expectantly and kept looking around the kitchen until she finally saw Song Dazhuang's figure.

"Guest officer, your dry pot of fat intestines has arrived, please enjoy it slowly."

After handing over the sign, Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fatty sausage, stuff it into Ji Dali's mouth, and asked expectantly, "How does it taste?"

Ji Dali was shocked by her shameless behavior, and was reluctant to spend money. She bought the cheapest fat sausage, and she was the one who dared not eat it. The worst thing was that she forced it into his mouth...

However, as he chewed, his eyes lit up. The little boss's craftsmanship is really good. He has never eaten such a delicious fat sausage in his life. 20 Wen is really too cheap.

The person in front of him looks intoxicated, what else does Ji Xiaoxiao not understand!After eating, she was also shocked. Is this really the pig fat intestine she knew?Did the little boss secretly drop the bag? ! !

"Brother Yun, table number 1 also needs a dry pot chicken."

"Brother Ning, cook two bowls of hot and sour noodles, more vinegar and less spicy."

"Mom, here's a serving of chao shou with red oil, put more dishes."

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It was a busy and lively morning, and in the blink of an eye, there was not much meat and vegetables prepared in the kitchen. Zou Yun shook his sore shoulder and couldn't help being speechless. The popularity was beyond his imagination.

Sure enough, there is no shortage of foodies throughout the ages.

The author has something to say: Babies! !Seeing this, my sophomore dog has already gone to the mountain ditch for military training (ps: because the epidemic has delayed until now). In the next seven days, I will not be able to update because I don’t have a mobile phone.