After dressing as a widow

April 21st is the day of the big market once a month, the town is much more lively than usual, and the shops on Zhazi Street are full of people.

Lin Zhen, who is somewhat superstitious, specially bought several strings of red firecrackers, held them in a daze with a bamboo pole, and asked Gu Shuanzi who was holding up a string of firecrackers, "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Before Gu Da died, Gu Shuanzi would take a small bunch of scattered firecrackers to play around the village every New Year's Eve, and the noise didn't affect him at all.

Lin Zhen was relieved, and smiled loudly to Lin Xiaoyao, Lin Shitou and Lin Zhuzi in the shop: "Open the door!"

"Okay!" The four doors were taken down and put aside, Lin Zhen and Gu Shuanzi walked out with a bunch of firecrackers, and in an instant, the sound of crackling firecrackers merged into the lively Zhazi Street, causing the passers-by and the surrounding shop business.

After the firecrackers were blown up, Lin Zhen smiled and clasped his fists at the people who had stopped to watch the excitement, and said, "Good afternoon, brothers and sisters-in-law, uncles and grandmas, we really have a big discount for the opening of the snack shop today, as long as you enter the shop today, no matter what No matter how many things you buy, you will get refreshing sour plum soup to quench your thirst. If you buy more than ten yuan, you can also participate in the lottery specially prepared by the shop. The prize is a novelty drink worth twenty yuan specially prepared by our Zhenyouwei snacks. If you’ve seen it or haven’t eaten it, come and have a look!”

He was a little brother, and he was born so well, just standing there attracted a bunch of people.

Looking at the half-grown child wearing the same blue clothes behind him, and the tables, chairs and benches arranged in an orderly manner, he unexpectedly became a little curious about the things sold inside.

But the price is really a bit expensive, ten pennies, you can eat two bowls of oily noodles.

Among the passers-by, there were old customers who had eaten Malatang. When they saw Lin Zhen’s shop opened, they cupped their fists and said congratulations: “Brother Lin’s shop has opened, does he still sell Malatang?”

It's a good thing if someone strikes up a conversation, Lin Zhen laughed and said loudly: "Ma La Tang must be indispensable, and there are also Mala Tang mixed noodles and cold noodles, some are spicy and exciting, and some are refreshing and refreshing."

It happened to be noon, and the sun that officially entered the summer made people sweat. The guest who asked didn't want to eat hot Malatang, but because of the good taste of Malatang, he trusted Lin Zhen's craftsmanship and became The first customer in the store: "Bring me a bowl of cold noodles, by the way, send sour plum soup!"

It's so hot this day, drink a bowl of sour plum soup to cool off the heat.

Lin Zhen nodded: "Yes, Xiao Yao, serve this elder brother a bowl of cold noodles and a cup of sour plum soup."

God knows how nervous Lin Xiaoyao was, the money was thrown out like water, and the five of them had to spend money to eat something in the town. Now that the shop finally opened, he was relieved.

He immediately cheered up, took Lin Shitou to the kitchen in the backyard, grabbed a ball of cold noodles into the bowl according to the order Lin Zhen had taught him many times, and then put diced mushrooms, fresh diced bamboo shoots, and fungus Shredded, then put the adjusted seasoning.

Then scooped a bamboo tube eight-tenths full of sour plum soup from the wooden bucket, and put the two together on the tray.

Lin Shitou has an outgoing personality and rough nerves. After several days of training, he put the cold noodles and sour plum soup on the tray in front of the guest in a decent manner: "Your cold noodles, please use it slowly. This sour plum soup is ours. It’s a special gift from Tasteful Snacks, if you drink it well, you can take a cup with you when you leave, and it’s only four pennies.”

The Lin family doesn't have the gene for crooked melons and jujubes, no matter whether they are boys or girls, they are all neat and tidy, and they look energetic.

The first customer felt inexplicably comfortable in his heart, glanced at the really delicious snacks, and found that this small shop is really good.

He was uncomfortably hot, so he took a big sip of sour plum soup. In an instant, the cold, sour and refreshing liquid slipped from his throat into his stomach, and he couldn't help but patted the table for comfort: "Why is it so cool! Could it be that you put it on?" ice!"

In the middle of the night last night, Lin Zhen got up and filled a big bucket with water and saltpeter, and then put the small bucket of water in the big bucket, and finally made a bucket of ice.

The purity of today's thenardite is low, and it cannot be compared with the saltpeter of the industrial age. He did not master the dosage at the beginning, and it took a long time for it to condense. After adding the amount twice, he finally mastered the ratio of water and thenardite.

Lin Zhen said to the first customer who came to the store: "The small store has delicious and novel drinks, and I must use ice, so I spent a lot of money to buy some ice."

"If it wasn't for the opening today, I wouldn't be willing to use it in sour plum soup."

When Lin Zhen talked about buying ice, the painful expression on his face was very vivid.

That's ice, and the people in the town who can afford it can count it on their fingers. It's really a big deal for a small shop like his to be able to use it for business.

The first guest was so comfortable that his whole body was full of energy, he said: "Brother Lin is so courageous, I don't know what kind of novelty drink you have, but you actually use ice?"

While talking, he mixed the cold noodles covered with diced mushrooms, bamboo shoots and shredded fungus. When he was mixing, he found that the noodles of Zhenwei Xiaoshizhai were different from the outside ones. They were much thinner and not cut like a knife. It is inevitable that there will be incisions, the thickness is uneven, and each one is almost the same.

Eat it in one bite, the crisp taste of diced bamboo shoots and mushrooms and fungus complement each other with the fresh but not weak sauce, which makes people feel tired all over their bodies in this hot summer.

Drinking sour plum soup while eating noodles, the first guest quickly ate up a cup of sour plum soup and a bowl of cold noodles like a storm.

He slumped on the chair and patted his stomach: "Brother Lin's craftsmanship!"

He gave Lin Zhen a thumbs up. The Mala Tang before, the cold noodles now, and even the sour plum soup that is almost available in restaurants outside, are different to drink.

He had a hunch that there would definitely be no fewer guests in this snack room in the future.

After eating and drinking, he happily walked to the counter: "How much?"

Lin Zhendao: "Sour plum soup is a gift, so you can just give Liuwen money, brother."

"Only Liuwen?" Obviously, before buying things, I wished that the cheaper the better, but for some reason, I felt that it was too cheap for the things in the snack room.

He remembered what the waiter in the store said just now, a cup of sour plum soup with ice added to Siwen, although it was a penny more expensive than other stores, but with ice added, it was a good deal.

Thinking of the three children at home, Luo Ping said: "Can I take the sour plum soup home? Brother Lin, do you have a bigger jar? I'll bring it to you tomorrow after drinking it."

He is from the town, his family has a small property, and he often walks on the street, not afraid that he will not return the jar.

Lin Zhendao: "This shop has bamboo cups for takeaway, how many cups do you want?"

"Three..." Luo Ping was about to say three servings, but thinking of his wife and two elderly people, he simply said, "Seven cups."

After drinking the cup just now, he still wants to drink, one cup for the whole family, how nice it is.

Lin Zhen nodded, but first picked up a bamboo cup placed on the counter: "Brother, let me tell you about the takeaway prices of our snack shop, look at this cup," he pulled off the lid of the bamboo cup , pulling the hemp rope that is two thumbs wide from the mouth of the cup and tied with a notch to ensure that it will not slip. If you bring a cup, it will cost an extra penny, you can see if you can accept it."

"Of course, if the elder brother takes the jar from home to fill it, the original price will still be the same."

Looking at the cup, Luo Ping felt that it was not worth the money, but he was not short of the five cents, and wanted to let his family taste the sour plum soup with ice, after thinking about it, he said: "Buy it!"

He said to Lin Shitou: "Shitou, go and tell you that Aunt Yao's guest wants seven cups of sour plum soup to take away, Zhuzi, clear the table."

After speaking, he said to Luo Ping: "Brother, wait a moment, the seven cups of sour plum soup you want will be ready soon."

The sour plum soup is pre-cooked, Lin Xiaoyao only needs to scoop it into the bamboo cup, add some chopped ice cubes, and cover it with the lid that Ma Carpenter made together with the bamboo cup.

Speaking of the takeaway cups, Lin Zhen also wanted to lose his head. It’s okay to drink here, and you can make a profit by selling them for three cents, but the cost of a takeaway is rising, and only five cents can make you a little bit of money.

He doesn't engage in forced buying and selling. You can drink here, and it's the same with the bowls and jars at home that are close together.

Soon, seven cups of sour plum soup were ready, all covered and carried by straps.

Lin Zhen took the seven cups of sour plum soup from Lin Shitou and put them on the counter: "The total is 41 Wen, because your consumption exceeds our discount line today, brother, so you can still draw a prize, brother, try your luck. "

The box for the lottery was really finished, and there was only one hole on it where you could put your hand in. Inside was a thin wooden sign with various small discounts and prizes written on it.

Luo Ping let out a hey: "You have a lot of new tricks in this small shop." If you don't want to take advantage of the bastard, he reached in, fingered the small wooden sign inside, took it out, and said, "One more glass!"

Luo Ping's eyes were round, "How about another cup of sour plum soup?"

"Yes, congratulations, Shitou, go get the guest a cup of sour plum soup."

Although he only paid 35 Wen to buy seven cups, the joy of winning the lottery for nothing was different. Luo Ping walked out of Zhenyou Snack Restaurant with eight cups of sour plum soup with a smile on his face.

From when Luo Ping entered to when he came out after eating, in fact, there were quite a few people watching him secretly, seeing him coming out and asking, "How is this newly opened restaurant?"

Seeing the bamboo cup in his hand: "What did you buy, can you finish it?"

Luo Ping lifted the sour plum soup: "Sour plum soup!"

The person who asked was very disappointed. He thought it was a good thing, but it turned out to be sour plum soup that can be seen everywhere.

Luo Ping continued: "Iced it!"

"Hey, that's a lot of money." Ice is expensive, and the vendors who come to sell it every summer make a lot of money. It's just the beginning of summer, and it's not the hottest time yet. , Wait until I can't take it anymore.

Although Luo Ping had just finished eating, he was already missing the taste of cold noodles and sour plum soup. He said to this man who didn't seem to be short of money: "There is nothing to say about the taste. The malatang sold by the boss before is also very good. If you If you haven’t tried it, you must try it.”