street people
Chapter 20 Glutinous Rice Balls
Because he couldn't help much, and he was afraid that he would make trouble, Sun Yanshi went upstairs and continued to sleep.
It was almost six o'clock when Lang Song prepared the materials. He went upstairs and took a look at Lang Yue, making sure that she was still sleeping soundly, and then tiptoed downstairs again. Pushed to the alley.
An old man in his 60s has already set up a stall at the entrance of the alley. Vegetable cakes are being spread in a pan, making the sound of "zilazila".
Seeing the things on Lang Song's cart, the uncle frowned warily into the word "Chuan", and shouted first: "Young man, what are you doing?"
Lang Song had expected this scene earlier, so he didn't feel flustered. He smiled politely: "Uncle Bing, I'll set up a stall opposite you to sell rice balls."
Uncle Bing raised his eyebrows immediately and said angrily, "Go somewhere else, this is my territory!"
Lang Song was neither humble nor overbearing, while moving the table, he said: "Uncle Bing, harmony makes money, this land is neither yours nor mine, it is a public land."
"Damn it!" Uncle Bing spat, "I said why you always came to my place to buy cakes a few days ago, so that was the idea."
Lang Song was a little helpless, setting up a stall was not a whim, but a deliberate decision.Before he found a suitable kindergarten for Langyue, he couldn't find a full-time job. Odd jobs were always a hammer here and there, and he couldn't settle down, which meant that he had no fixed income.That's why he came up with the idea of using the excellent location of Lanying Lane to set up a stall.
After having this idea, he immediately inspected the surrounding area.
There are three breakfast shops on Renmin Road, which mainly serve porridge, steamed buns, siu mai, etc. Because they are near the hospital, they are relatively expensive, and the taste is average. It is also a short distance from Lanying Lane, where only Uncle Bing’s is located. stall.
What Uncle Bing sells is Jiangcheng’s specialty snack “Stone Kueh”—a kind of pancake with stuffing.
After the dough is fermented, grab a ball and roll it out slightly, wrap the fillings in the skin and knead them together, and roll them into pancakes.
Put a shallow pan with a diameter of half a meter on the coal stove, pour a layer of oil into the pan, spread the pancakes on the pan after the oil is hot, and press a smooth black stone on top of the pancakes.After a while, the noodles will make a sound of "Zi La Zi La". After one side is cooked, turn it over and fry the other side. After five or six minutes, the golden and crisp stone kuih will come out of the pan, spurting out the tempting Human scent.
Since Lang Song has decided to place it at the entrance of the alley, he must try Uncle Bing’s stone kuih and build a good relationship with Uncle Bing, so he will buy a stone stuffed with pickled cabbage from Uncle Bing every day these days Kueh.He is not a talkative person, and after buying cakes for a few days, he managed to get acquainted with him, but he got to know Uncle Bing through his neighbors.
Uncle Bing is an "indigenous person" in Lanying Lane. He is in his 60s today and has been selling breakfast at the entrance of Lanying Lane since he retired.He has a bad temper and a domineering personality. At first, some people wanted to set up a stall in the alley to sell breakfast, but they were overtly and secretly squeezed by him. Later, they reluctantly moved to the morning market or other places one kilometer away.
Since he came prepared, Lang Song was very calm. He set the table before saying quietly: "Uncle Bing, I have counted these few days. There are at least two hundred people coming and going from Lanying Lane every morning. How many stones can you sell a day?" Have you counted it?"
Uncle Bing snorted coldly, of course he knew how many cakes he could sell a day.
Lang Song didn't give him a chance to answer, and continued: "You should have a count, right? There are two hundred people coming in and out here every day, and the amount you sell every day is always fixed. Even if I'm not here, your business will not It will be fine..."
"Stop fucking settle the score for me." Before Lang Song finished speaking, Uncle Bing interrupted him forcefully, and walked a few steps from behind the stove to Lang Song, "I tell you, this is my territory, You quickly move the things away for me."
Lang Song remained calm, and took a step forward to stand in front of his desk, exuding a strong aura, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Bing, harmony can make money. This is a public land, so you can't drive me away."
Uncle Bing was gasping for breath, but when he saw the muscles on Lang Song's arm, he showed timidity again.
In the past, the people who tried to compete with him here were either women or middle-aged people, so he should not be afraid when he is old and strong.Besides, he is a local, and he still has some prestige in this village. As long as he shouts, he can always call two neighbors to come and support him, but now he is facing a healthy young man, and his heart beats.
Seeing that Uncle Bing hesitated, Lang Song took advantage of the victory and chased after him: "I will not steal your business, and I guarantee that your business will be better than before."
Uncle Bing raised his voice suspiciously and asked, "What if it's not good?"
Lang Song said happily: "Then I will definitely not send the stall here tomorrow."
Uncle Bing stared at Lang Song with his neck up and stared at him for two seconds, thinking about it in his heart, and finally stretched out his hand and tapped Lang Song with his index finger in the air: "I want to see your ability." After speaking, he put his hands behind his back Back to his booth.
Lang Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put out all his things.
Although Uncle Bing didn't say anything, his gaze was still unfriendly on Lang Song's stall.
After Lang Song arranged the things, he raised his eyes and glanced at Uncle Bing's stone kuih stall.
He has eaten Uncle Bing’s stone cakes for breakfast every day these days. To be fair, the stone cakes made by Uncle Bing look good and taste good, but they are too salty and greasy for people who are hungry after a night’s sleep. up.The reason for Uncle Bing’s mediocre business is not only the taste, but also a key factor-the cooking time of the kueh is too long.
It takes at least 5 minutes for a stone cake to be filled with stuffing and cooked in the pan. Uncle Bing’s pan can fry up to four at a time, and it can fry about fifty in an hour if it is full.
Many young people like to sleep late, and rush to work in the morning, even if it is 5 minutes, they have no patience to wait.Therefore, the customers who buy stone cakes are mainly middle-aged and elderly people who are used to getting up early and have more time.People of this age are also more accustomed to traditional food, and prefer the old taste of Jiangcheng.
Lang Song glanced at the two buckets of soy milk at Uncle Bing's stand.Uncle Bing’s soy milk is freshly squeezed in the morning. It is fragrant and sweet, and he also specially divides it into cold and hot. His soy milk is actually more popular than stone cakes.But most people are used to buying all their breakfasts in one place, and if they don’t buy rice dumplings, they don’t bother to stop for this cup of soy milk.
At this time, a middle-aged woman aged 50 to [-] came out of the alley on a battery car and stopped at the entrance of the alley.She propped up the battery car with her feet on the ground, first greeted Uncle Bing habitually, and then looked at Lang Song's stall, bluffing, "Oh, isn't this the young man rented at Xiao Sun's house?"
Lang Song didn't know whether she was chatting with Uncle Bing or asking himself, so he bent the corner of his mouth and called, "Aunt Hua."
In fact, he was able to find out so many things about Uncle Bing, thanks to this fast-talking Aunt Hua.
Aunt Hua was there when he was buying cakes at Uncle Bing's place two mornings ago. Seeing that he was a newcomer to Lanying Alley, Aunt Hua chatted with him, and then went into the alley together with him.When Aunt Hua learned that he rented Sun Yanshi's small shop, she simply stopped and leaned against the door to chat with him.
Maybe there will be one or two outspoken "Aunt Hua" in every human settlement. Lang Song is not good at words, but Aunt Hua doesn't need others to respond, she just shakes off some trivial things in Lanying Lane So clean, Lang Song inquired about Uncle Bing from Aunt Hua.
"it's him?"
Uncle Bing's surprised voice brought back Lang Song's thoughts.
"That's right." Aunt Hua covered her mouth and smiled, "You're old enough to know, hey, first you bring me two rice cakes stuffed with sauerkraut."
Uncle Bing's face turned ugly again for no reason, but he endured it without saying anything, and started frying stone cakes with his head buried.When handing the sauerkraut cake to Aunt Hua, he patted the dry flour on Lang Song's hands triumphantly, as if to say "You can't compete with me".
Lang Song didn't care too much. The glutinous rice balls he sold were full but hard to digest, but the advantage was that the production time was short. Originally, the audience was young people. He started wearing a mask and disposable gloves without haste, and prepared for everything. Work.
Soon, people who went to work stepped out of the alley one after another. Langsong's stall really attracted the favor of many young people. First, because the rice balls were rolled quickly and there was no need to wait. Second, because there were no rice balls sold nearby, everyone are rather strange.
As Lang Song expected, his business was doing well, but there was also a problem - no drinks.The rice balls are difficult to swallow, especially in the morning when the throat is dry, and basically everyone who comes to buy rice balls has to ask him if he has soy milk or milk.
Of course, Lang Song didn't prepare drinks. Squeezing soybean milk was troublesome and noisy. He didn't have time to do it, and he was afraid of waking up Lang Yue and Sun Yanshi upstairs, so he didn't plan to sell soybean milk.Besides, if he also sells soy milk, then he will really grab the business with Uncle Bing. He doesn't want to be treated as a thorn in the flesh by Uncle Bing.
Therefore, whenever someone asked, he would raise his voice and answer: "Uncle Bing has soy milk, both hot and cold."
It can be bought in one place, so everyone is naturally unwilling to go a long way to buy it outside, and they go to Uncle Bing's to buy soy milk.
Uncle Bing really didn't expect his soy milk to sell so well, and he was a little at a loss for a while.
More than half an hour later, the office workers had almost left, and the night shift team also bought breakfast and went home to rest, and there was not much glutinous rice left in Langsong.
Everyone likes to join in the fun, and when they saw the crowds in this alley, they slowly gathered. People who originally passed Lanying Alley from Renmin Road were also attracted by these two temporary stalls.
As Lang Song expected, Uncle Bing's stone cakes are selling better than usual, and soy milk is also selling well.His complexion finally got better, but he still put on the airs of an elder and kept silent.
Lang Song pretended not to see it, took a look deep into the alley, and saw the Yutai of the small grocery store. He figured in his heart that Langyue would wake up and close the stall in 15 minutes. He wondered if he should give it to Sun Yan Shi Shi left a rice ball, but I don't know if he will eat it or not.
The author has something to say:
There is really such a snack as Shitou Kueh, it’s not just made up, it’s a kind of pancake filled with thin skin, it’s fragrant, crispy and delicious.
It was almost six o'clock when Lang Song prepared the materials. He went upstairs and took a look at Lang Yue, making sure that she was still sleeping soundly, and then tiptoed downstairs again. Pushed to the alley.
An old man in his 60s has already set up a stall at the entrance of the alley. Vegetable cakes are being spread in a pan, making the sound of "zilazila".
Seeing the things on Lang Song's cart, the uncle frowned warily into the word "Chuan", and shouted first: "Young man, what are you doing?"
Lang Song had expected this scene earlier, so he didn't feel flustered. He smiled politely: "Uncle Bing, I'll set up a stall opposite you to sell rice balls."
Uncle Bing raised his eyebrows immediately and said angrily, "Go somewhere else, this is my territory!"
Lang Song was neither humble nor overbearing, while moving the table, he said: "Uncle Bing, harmony makes money, this land is neither yours nor mine, it is a public land."
"Damn it!" Uncle Bing spat, "I said why you always came to my place to buy cakes a few days ago, so that was the idea."
Lang Song was a little helpless, setting up a stall was not a whim, but a deliberate decision.Before he found a suitable kindergarten for Langyue, he couldn't find a full-time job. Odd jobs were always a hammer here and there, and he couldn't settle down, which meant that he had no fixed income.That's why he came up with the idea of using the excellent location of Lanying Lane to set up a stall.
After having this idea, he immediately inspected the surrounding area.
There are three breakfast shops on Renmin Road, which mainly serve porridge, steamed buns, siu mai, etc. Because they are near the hospital, they are relatively expensive, and the taste is average. It is also a short distance from Lanying Lane, where only Uncle Bing’s is located. stall.
What Uncle Bing sells is Jiangcheng’s specialty snack “Stone Kueh”—a kind of pancake with stuffing.
After the dough is fermented, grab a ball and roll it out slightly, wrap the fillings in the skin and knead them together, and roll them into pancakes.
Put a shallow pan with a diameter of half a meter on the coal stove, pour a layer of oil into the pan, spread the pancakes on the pan after the oil is hot, and press a smooth black stone on top of the pancakes.After a while, the noodles will make a sound of "Zi La Zi La". After one side is cooked, turn it over and fry the other side. After five or six minutes, the golden and crisp stone kuih will come out of the pan, spurting out the tempting Human scent.
Since Lang Song has decided to place it at the entrance of the alley, he must try Uncle Bing’s stone kuih and build a good relationship with Uncle Bing, so he will buy a stone stuffed with pickled cabbage from Uncle Bing every day these days Kueh.He is not a talkative person, and after buying cakes for a few days, he managed to get acquainted with him, but he got to know Uncle Bing through his neighbors.
Uncle Bing is an "indigenous person" in Lanying Lane. He is in his 60s today and has been selling breakfast at the entrance of Lanying Lane since he retired.He has a bad temper and a domineering personality. At first, some people wanted to set up a stall in the alley to sell breakfast, but they were overtly and secretly squeezed by him. Later, they reluctantly moved to the morning market or other places one kilometer away.
Since he came prepared, Lang Song was very calm. He set the table before saying quietly: "Uncle Bing, I have counted these few days. There are at least two hundred people coming and going from Lanying Lane every morning. How many stones can you sell a day?" Have you counted it?"
Uncle Bing snorted coldly, of course he knew how many cakes he could sell a day.
Lang Song didn't give him a chance to answer, and continued: "You should have a count, right? There are two hundred people coming in and out here every day, and the amount you sell every day is always fixed. Even if I'm not here, your business will not It will be fine..."
"Stop fucking settle the score for me." Before Lang Song finished speaking, Uncle Bing interrupted him forcefully, and walked a few steps from behind the stove to Lang Song, "I tell you, this is my territory, You quickly move the things away for me."
Lang Song remained calm, and took a step forward to stand in front of his desk, exuding a strong aura, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Bing, harmony can make money. This is a public land, so you can't drive me away."
Uncle Bing was gasping for breath, but when he saw the muscles on Lang Song's arm, he showed timidity again.
In the past, the people who tried to compete with him here were either women or middle-aged people, so he should not be afraid when he is old and strong.Besides, he is a local, and he still has some prestige in this village. As long as he shouts, he can always call two neighbors to come and support him, but now he is facing a healthy young man, and his heart beats.
Seeing that Uncle Bing hesitated, Lang Song took advantage of the victory and chased after him: "I will not steal your business, and I guarantee that your business will be better than before."
Uncle Bing raised his voice suspiciously and asked, "What if it's not good?"
Lang Song said happily: "Then I will definitely not send the stall here tomorrow."
Uncle Bing stared at Lang Song with his neck up and stared at him for two seconds, thinking about it in his heart, and finally stretched out his hand and tapped Lang Song with his index finger in the air: "I want to see your ability." After speaking, he put his hands behind his back Back to his booth.
Lang Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put out all his things.
Although Uncle Bing didn't say anything, his gaze was still unfriendly on Lang Song's stall.
After Lang Song arranged the things, he raised his eyes and glanced at Uncle Bing's stone kuih stall.
He has eaten Uncle Bing’s stone cakes for breakfast every day these days. To be fair, the stone cakes made by Uncle Bing look good and taste good, but they are too salty and greasy for people who are hungry after a night’s sleep. up.The reason for Uncle Bing’s mediocre business is not only the taste, but also a key factor-the cooking time of the kueh is too long.
It takes at least 5 minutes for a stone cake to be filled with stuffing and cooked in the pan. Uncle Bing’s pan can fry up to four at a time, and it can fry about fifty in an hour if it is full.
Many young people like to sleep late, and rush to work in the morning, even if it is 5 minutes, they have no patience to wait.Therefore, the customers who buy stone cakes are mainly middle-aged and elderly people who are used to getting up early and have more time.People of this age are also more accustomed to traditional food, and prefer the old taste of Jiangcheng.
Lang Song glanced at the two buckets of soy milk at Uncle Bing's stand.Uncle Bing’s soy milk is freshly squeezed in the morning. It is fragrant and sweet, and he also specially divides it into cold and hot. His soy milk is actually more popular than stone cakes.But most people are used to buying all their breakfasts in one place, and if they don’t buy rice dumplings, they don’t bother to stop for this cup of soy milk.
At this time, a middle-aged woman aged 50 to [-] came out of the alley on a battery car and stopped at the entrance of the alley.She propped up the battery car with her feet on the ground, first greeted Uncle Bing habitually, and then looked at Lang Song's stall, bluffing, "Oh, isn't this the young man rented at Xiao Sun's house?"
Lang Song didn't know whether she was chatting with Uncle Bing or asking himself, so he bent the corner of his mouth and called, "Aunt Hua."
In fact, he was able to find out so many things about Uncle Bing, thanks to this fast-talking Aunt Hua.
Aunt Hua was there when he was buying cakes at Uncle Bing's place two mornings ago. Seeing that he was a newcomer to Lanying Alley, Aunt Hua chatted with him, and then went into the alley together with him.When Aunt Hua learned that he rented Sun Yanshi's small shop, she simply stopped and leaned against the door to chat with him.
Maybe there will be one or two outspoken "Aunt Hua" in every human settlement. Lang Song is not good at words, but Aunt Hua doesn't need others to respond, she just shakes off some trivial things in Lanying Lane So clean, Lang Song inquired about Uncle Bing from Aunt Hua.
"it's him?"
Uncle Bing's surprised voice brought back Lang Song's thoughts.
"That's right." Aunt Hua covered her mouth and smiled, "You're old enough to know, hey, first you bring me two rice cakes stuffed with sauerkraut."
Uncle Bing's face turned ugly again for no reason, but he endured it without saying anything, and started frying stone cakes with his head buried.When handing the sauerkraut cake to Aunt Hua, he patted the dry flour on Lang Song's hands triumphantly, as if to say "You can't compete with me".
Lang Song didn't care too much. The glutinous rice balls he sold were full but hard to digest, but the advantage was that the production time was short. Originally, the audience was young people. He started wearing a mask and disposable gloves without haste, and prepared for everything. Work.
Soon, people who went to work stepped out of the alley one after another. Langsong's stall really attracted the favor of many young people. First, because the rice balls were rolled quickly and there was no need to wait. Second, because there were no rice balls sold nearby, everyone are rather strange.
As Lang Song expected, his business was doing well, but there was also a problem - no drinks.The rice balls are difficult to swallow, especially in the morning when the throat is dry, and basically everyone who comes to buy rice balls has to ask him if he has soy milk or milk.
Of course, Lang Song didn't prepare drinks. Squeezing soybean milk was troublesome and noisy. He didn't have time to do it, and he was afraid of waking up Lang Yue and Sun Yanshi upstairs, so he didn't plan to sell soybean milk.Besides, if he also sells soy milk, then he will really grab the business with Uncle Bing. He doesn't want to be treated as a thorn in the flesh by Uncle Bing.
Therefore, whenever someone asked, he would raise his voice and answer: "Uncle Bing has soy milk, both hot and cold."
It can be bought in one place, so everyone is naturally unwilling to go a long way to buy it outside, and they go to Uncle Bing's to buy soy milk.
Uncle Bing really didn't expect his soy milk to sell so well, and he was a little at a loss for a while.
More than half an hour later, the office workers had almost left, and the night shift team also bought breakfast and went home to rest, and there was not much glutinous rice left in Langsong.
Everyone likes to join in the fun, and when they saw the crowds in this alley, they slowly gathered. People who originally passed Lanying Alley from Renmin Road were also attracted by these two temporary stalls.
As Lang Song expected, Uncle Bing's stone cakes are selling better than usual, and soy milk is also selling well.His complexion finally got better, but he still put on the airs of an elder and kept silent.
Lang Song pretended not to see it, took a look deep into the alley, and saw the Yutai of the small grocery store. He figured in his heart that Langyue would wake up and close the stall in 15 minutes. He wondered if he should give it to Sun Yan Shi Shi left a rice ball, but I don't know if he will eat it or not.
The author has something to say:
There is really such a snack as Shitou Kueh, it’s not just made up, it’s a kind of pancake filled with thin skin, it’s fragrant, crispy and delicious.
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