After dressing as a widow

Whether the food in a restaurant is good or not depends on the reactions of the customers who go in. Passers-by outside see Luo Ping going out with seven or eight cups, and look at the clean and refreshing snack shop, and walk in.

The person who asked Luo Ping just now is not from the town, and he doesn’t know what Malatang is, but he has a strong taste, and when he heard the word Malatang, he felt that it would suit his appetite, so he said directly to Lin Zhen: “ Boss, how do you sell Malatang here?"

Lin Zhen looked at the man in short brown, fair complexion, and no calloused hands, and pointed to the small trolley next to the counter with the baffle removed, which looked closer to the style of the shop.

Said: "The Mala Tang in our store is a hot and ready-to-eat food. Vegetables cost a penny a string, and meat a string costs three pennies."

The taste of Mala Tang is strong and overbearing. At first, Lin Zhen thought about whether to put it in the back, but it would not help the guests to see what ingredients were there, so he put it here.

The short brown young man sniffed the attractive fragrance in the air, and said without hesitation: "Give me five skewers as well."

"Okay." Lin Xiaoyao wants to make cold noodles and sour plum soup in the back. When someone buys spicy soup, Lin Zhen makes it. He counts out five skewers like meat and puts them into an open bowl for Lin Zhuzi to serve. Go to the short brown young man.

Three or five guests who came in successively asked Lin Zhen: "Boss, what delicious food do you have here?"

"There are Malatang, Malatang noodles, and cold noodles. There is a discount for the opening today. Every customer can drink a cup of sour plum soup for free."

One of them had eaten Malatang, and happened to see a short-brown young man sitting at the table holding Malatang, the aroma aroused the greedy, and immediately said: "Give me five bunches of mushrooms, five bunches of bamboo shoots and ten bunches pork."

Anyone who has never eaten Malatang asks: "What is Malatang?"

"what about the taste?"

People who have eaten Malatang and are ordering inexplicably have a sense of honor that they are also veterans, and told them in a straightforward manner: "This is the most famous food in Zhenwei Snacks. It has dried bamboo shoots, mushrooms, and fungus. There are radishes, as well as pork, chicken and pig ears, put them into the boss's secret soup and scald them, hey, absolutely!"

As he said here, the short-brown young man had already tasted it. The salty, fresh and spicy taste was unbearably delicious.

grunt.

The few people who had never eaten swallowed their saliva in unison, and ordered Malatang according to their own taste.

"Boss, I want three skewers of bamboo shoots, three skewers of mushrooms, and five skewers of pork."

"Boss, I want a skewer of chicken, a skewer of pork, three skewers of radish and fungus."

"boss……"

The smell of Malatang is so fragrant that it is hard not to be attracted by people who come in.

After Lin Zhen cooked the spicy soup for them, Lin Shitou and Gu Shuanzi had already gone to the backyard to serve the sour plum soup as a gift. The reaction of the few people was similar to that of Luo Ping. , it's hard not to love.

Only the short brown young man pushed the sour plum soup over and asked Lin Zhen: "Boss, do you have anything else to drink in your shop? If not, bring me a bowl of cold water."

He explained: "I can't eat plums, I feel itchy after eating them."

Lin Zhen understood that he was allergic to plums. He asked Gu Shuanzi to bring back the sour plum soup, and said to the young man in short brown, "We also have pearl milk tea, fruit milk tea, and gentleman tea."

Gentleman Tea is Hong Kong-style milk tea. Lin Zhen felt that the name was a bit confusing, so he simply changed the name.

Hearing the three novel names, the short-brown young man came to his senses: "Pearl milk tea? There are pearls in it, how to eat the pearls? And what is the gentleman's tea?"

He was born well, with fair complexion, and he was not very old, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was still a big boy who had just entered college in modern times.

This is the first business of milk tea today. Lin Zhen didn't want to run away, and said: "This milk tea is a unique drink in our small shop. Customers may wish to order one to try. If you like sweeter food, order pearl milk tea and Fruit milk tea is better, if you like it lighter, order Junzi tea."

The short-brown young man thought this was really interesting, and said, "Bring me a fruit milk tea."

"Okay, do you want fruit milk tea with mulberries, or cherries?" The only fruits that can be found in this season are mulberries and cherries. Others are either not ripe, or the taste is really bad when they are ripe, and they have not been improved. Most of the varieties are sour and astringent.

The short brown young man said: "Cherry."

Lin Zhen immediately went to the backyard and asked Lin Xiaoyao to stand in front of it, and quickly took the cherries placed next to the ice bucket. The pits were removed from more than 20 cherries, and they were put in the sword cup and pressed slightly to let the taste of cherries come out. , Then pour in a certain proportion of goat's milk that has been boiled with almonds, and the smell has been removed, and sugar water, stir evenly, put crushed ice cubes on top, and insert a hollow bamboo straw.

He put a cup full of cherry fruit milk tea on the table of the short brown young man: "Guest, here is your fruit milk tea full of cherries."

"After you finish drinking, you can tear off the oil paper underneath, and there is a little surprise hidden in the milk tea drink."

The ice cubes float on the milk tea, exuding a slight air-conditioning. You don't need to drink it, just looking at it makes people feel a little cool.

The short-brown young man looked at the straw inserted into the ice cube and the little figure on the sword cup with a few strokes. After taking two mouthfuls of Mala Tang, which he thought was pretty good, he stretched out his mouth to take a sip.

At first, he was a little unconcerned. He had eaten and drank a lot of good things, and it was not easy to have this Malatang that suits his appetite. This fruit milk tea can quench his thirst.

The smooth tea-milk mixture and the plump cherries collided in his mouth with a wonderful and comfortable taste, which made him take a few more sips involuntarily, and the ice on the milk tea sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

interesting.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the little drops of water condensed on the bamboo cup engraved with the little figure because of the ice cubes, he felt that he entered this store really rightly, God knows how long it has been since he had a comfortable meal something.

A few people who ordered Mala Tang were also interested in this novel milk tea, and beckoned Lin Zhen to ask about the milk tea, and they couldn't help but be speechless when they learned that this small cup of drink cost twenty yuan.

Good guy, it's worth eating a two-course meal in a small restaurant outside.

Several people were reluctant, only an old man in his fifties sitting by the window asked for a cup of Hong Kong-style milk tea with a different name, Gentleman Tea.

Outside the shop, there was a crowd of people, old and young, men and women, and the sun was so scorching that the tops of people's heads were almost smoking.

Tasteful Snacks. Tables that are longer than ordinary tables are placed against the wall, and chairs are placed along the tables. In the space left in the middle, there are long tables that can sit on all sides.

In addition to the short-brown young man who came in first and waited for four or five guests, a family of three came later, each of them asked for a bowl of cold noodles, and as usual three bowls of sour plum soup.

The children being taken care of by their parents are eating cold noodles and drinking sour plum soup with sparkling eyes: "Mom, drink it! It's so sweet and cool!"

"I'll drink it for you too, mother." The woman touched the child's flushed cheeks and pushed her own sour plum soup to the child.

The child shook his head: "Mum, drink it, it will smell good when I drink it~"

The people in the shop couldn't help but smile knowingly when they heard the childish voice, and felt that the spicy and sour plum soup in their mouths was even more delicious.

Having finished drinking a cup of fruit milk tea with cherries, and eating all the Mala Tang in the bowl, the short-brown young man looked at the bamboo cup, and followed Lin Zhen's words with great interest, tearing off the oil paper underneath.

A small roll of paper fell out, and he unfolded it...

The short-brown young man was completely attracted by this story called "The Fairy Way". An ignorant young man, he saw the corpses of his relatives all over the place when he came back from a trip, and his enemies disappeared without a trace.

The young man went to seek Uncle Shi's help in great pain, but accidentally heard that Uncle Shi, who had been friends with his father for decades, was also one of the murderers of his relatives' tragic death, because of a spirit pearl named Tianyuan.

And the spirit pearl that was not discovered by the murderer was hanging around his neck...

The story is ingeniously stuck at the young man who wanted to escape from the uncle's house, looking for a chance to avenge his relatives, but he stumbled and stepped on a stone in the corner, making a sound.

The plot written by Lin Zhen, Zhong Yanrun's pen, attracted people's full attention from the very beginning, looking at the unfinished words to be continued, the short-brown young man couldn't help but regret.

He stood up abruptly, and asked Lin Zhen with a small scroll, "Boss, where is the gentleman who wrote this script?"

He really wanted to know whether the boy behind escaped or not, and how he escaped, scratching his heart.

Lin Zhen didn't expect that the first cup of milk tea he sold would attract a person with strong curiosity, he said: "Guest, the gentleman who wrote this story book is an acquaintance with me, but I don't know where he is, he You just gave me three scripts to teach me how to do this interesting business."

"Three chapters!" The short-brown young man was frustrated when he heard Lin Zhen say that he didn't know where the man who wrote the storybook was, and when he heard that there were already three chapters in the storybook, he couldn't wait to ask Lin Zhen to sell the remaining two chapters. Own.

Lin Zhen blinked his eyes: "I don't know which chapters are in it, they are all stuffed casually. If the guests want to collect all three chapters, I am afraid they will have to buy a few more glasses."

Only then did the short brown young man realize that this is a restaurant, and the storybook he was reading this time was also a gift stuffed in it. Feeling that the boss was shrewd, he waved his hand: "Give me four more glasses."

Lin Zhen smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "Okay, what flavor do you want?"

"What I drank just now was fruit, you can make me something else, a cup of pearl milk tea, a cup of mulberry fruit milk tea, and two cups of Junzi tea."

Including the cup just now, he spent a penny just for the drink.

Others in the store didn't expect that this Laoshizi milk tea would be so expensive and someone would buy it, and two or three raised their hands to try it.

The old man sitting at the window shook his head, drank Junzi tea, which was just to his taste, not too sweet, and rich in tea fragrance and milk. "Mei Niang" two characters.