I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

Seeing Yan Moji's shocked face, the first thing that came to Li Si's mind was Ji Mingwu's forever indifferent face.It's just that thinking of Ji Mingwu at this time will only make Li Si feel dizzy:

It was discovered!

How to do!

Li Si was spinning all kinds of ideas in his head at a high speed, when he suddenly saw Qian Ping push the door out of the room on one side, with some dissatisfaction on his simple and honest face: "Fourth brother, have you put it away? Practice sword with me tonight..."

Li Si wished he could give this fool a blow.

Only then did Qian Ping see Yan Moji standing at the door, he was taken aback for a moment before he realized the current situation, shrunk his neck, and quickly hid behind Li Si and did not speak.

Li Si glanced at him with some resentment, then turned his head to look at Yan Moji, and said dryly: "Boss, this, I can explain..."

At this time, Yan Moji had recovered from the shock of seeing martial arts for the first time. Seeing that although Li Si was a little flustered, he didn't show any malice, his heart calmed down a little, and he returned to his usual expression: "Well, you explain Well, I'm listening."

Li Si was tongue-tied for a while, and his mind went crazy for a long time, and finally he chose to be frank and lenient: "That...is such a boss, we both have learned some martial arts, we have a little bit of kung fu...but we are definitely not villains... "

——The true origin must not be revealed, nor can the boss suspect his husband... I can only try to see if the rhetoric of "wandering warrior" is convincing enough...

While listening to Li Si's explanation calmly, Yan Moji quickly searched for information related to martial arts in Yuan's memory.

Although Yuanshen grew up in this town, he actually came from a wealthy family. He was kidnapped by gangsters when he was young, and after he escaped by chance, he was abducted and sold by Ren Yazi, so he was sold to this small town.

In the childhood memories of the original body, the people who kidnapped him at that time could carry him across the air and make him stiff and unable to move with a tap of their fingers. Now it seems that they also have martial arts.

It’s just that the original body’s childhood memories were too fragmented, with only sporadic images. After Yan Moji traveled over, he thought it was an illusion created by a child under extreme fear. world.

It was just seeing Li Si's movement of flying and jumping on the spot with his own eyes. After being shocked, Yan Moji immediately realized that his previous idea was wrong. What he came to was not an ordinary ancient world, but a world like Jin Gu Liang Wen. The novel written by the pen is average, it is an ancient world with martial arts!

Martial arts!

Which boy does not have a martial arts dream in his heart?

When Yan Moji was a child, the whole village was very poor, and there was only a small black and white TV set in the village brigade yard. When he was not going to school on weekends, he would go to the village brigade yard to watch TV with a group of friends.

At that time, martial arts TV dramas were the most broadcasted on TV.

When he was a child, Yan Moji also fantasized that he possessed martial arts, with infinite power, that he could help the family, that he could easily complete heavy and tiring tasks, and would not dare to provoke any vicious people, so that his father, who was away all year round, could rest at home more. , so that mothers who are bullied by relatives can rest easy...

Now, after passing through after his death, he actually came to a world of martial arts?

Yan Moji felt his heart beating a little faster, he subconsciously licked his dry lips, and after hearing Li Si stammering about their brothers' experience of being alone and helpless, the word "martial arts" was all over his head , blurted out and asked:

"Li Si, do you think I can learn martial arts?"

--what?

Li Si, who was still uneasy about whether his boss would accept his words, was startled for a moment, and he didn't realize why his boss suddenly asked this question for a while.

Yan Moji said enthusiastically: "Do you think I can also learn martial arts? If necessary, it's okay to have a teacher!"

——Accepting the host as a disciple?

Li Si was almost frightened, he seemed to be able to feel Ji Mingwu's indifferent gaze from several streets away, and his usually eloquent mouth also stuttered, and after a long time of talking, he finally choked out a sentence: "No, it's not good... Master, you are not young, and it is too late to practice martial arts now..."

Yan Moji withdrew his gaze in disappointment.

The answer, while disappointing, was not unexpected.After all, in those martial arts novels in the previous life, martial arts also started from children, and very few adults practiced martial arts to succeed.

And for a while, Yan Moji became sober as his blood poured down - he was too busy with the assorted food, so how could he have time to practice martial arts?

Thinking back to the mixed food, Yan Moji gently pinched his lower lip, and looked at the two nervous young people in front of him with some doubts: "Well, I almost know the general experience of the two of you... It sounds like There is no problem, but why didn't you explain it during the interview?"

Knowing martial arts should be considered a bonus, right?

Li Si's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Yan Moji cautiously: "Boss, don't you know?"

"what?"

"The imperial court has always been jealous of us warriors in the rivers and lakes, and there are many restrictions, so ordinary merchants are not willing to hire us at all. Only some escort agencies need warriors to guard, and they will hire some familiar people." Li Si sighed, "Martial arts practitioners It looks chic, but in fact, if there is no sect to rely on, it may not be enough for food and clothing."

Yan Moji doesn't know much about the Jianghu martial arts in this world, but he can understand ordinary merchants - more things are worse than less things, and the most important thing is to make money with harmony. Jianghu warriors are definitely not willing to hire people who cannot be mastered. .

But for Yan Moji, he had been with Li Si and Qian Ping for a few months, and he was confident that he had a good sense of people. It didn't affect him at all that Li Si and Qian Ping concealed some of their private affairs.

He believed more in the character of the people he knew.

What's more, as a boss, Yan Moji certainly hopes that his employees have more skills.

Li Si and Qian Ping possessed martial arts. After this matter went through Yan Moji's head, Yan Moji quickly thought of a question:

——Is there any place in Wugong that can help him delve into food?

Yan Moji walked into the yard, sat down on a low stool erected in the corner, and motioned to Li Si Qianping: "I believe your explanation for the time being, but I still have a few questions to ask."

Li Si Qianping glanced at each other, saw Yan Moji's expression was calm, he didn't seem to want to drive them away, he was slightly relieved, and then took a bench and sat down: "Master, you ask."

"The specific performance of your martial arts...is it much higher than ordinary people in terms of strength, accuracy, strength, endurance, etc.?"

Li Si and Qian Ping were stunned for a moment, not sure what Yan Moji meant, so they had to answer honestly: "Yes."

Yan Moji asked again: "Then have you considered using martial arts in the store's business?"

Li Si was even more confused, and cautiously raised his head and asked, "Boss, what do you mean?"

"For example, since your strength and accuracy are particularly good, can you cut vegetables and meat with your internal strength, can you chop the shreds extremely thinly?" Yan Moji explained.

Li Si has never cooked before, and he has never considered this issue. He hesitated for a while, and then replied after thinking about it: "We have never thought about this...but if we want to do it, we should be better than ordinary people." Do better."

"That's it!" Yan Moji slapped his thigh happily, and looked eagerly at Li Si and Qian Ping, "You two, do you mind using martial arts in cooking?"

Li Si opened his mouth, he didn't expect his boss to come up with such an idea!

As the saying goes, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen.Although he, Li Si, is not a gentleman, he is also from a famous school. He is supposed to be a poet, wine and foil sword. How can he enter the back kitchen and deal with those pots, pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt?

He held his breath, met Yan Moji's eager and expectant eyes, and replied firmly: "Boss, the wages you paid me and Qian Ping were much higher than those of other restaurants in the town. I am ashamed of it; now that my master has ordered me, the two of us naturally have no complaints, and we will not hesitate to die!"

——The boss is not only their boss, but also that person's husband and wife... Even "he" cooks for the boss every day, so what can't they let go of?

Qian Ping didn't know why, but he was used to listening to Li Si's decision, so he followed Li Si and nodded repeatedly to show his position.

"That's it." Yan Moji stood up happily, "It's getting late, I'll tell you two about the specifics of what to do tomorrow."

He went into the lobby to get the account books he wanted to see tonight, told Li Si and Qian Ping to close the door, and then happily walked back.

After returning home, the paper window of Ji Mingwu's carpentry room was still lit with orange lights, which gave Yan Moji an inexplicably warm feeling.

He walked forward with a little excitement, just about to knock on Ji Mingwu's door, and share with Ji Mingwu the surprise of opening the door to the new world tonight, but he stopped before his fingers touched the door.

——It's so late, Brother Wu might be ready to go to sleep, and whenever he encounters exciting things, he will be too talkative, so it's not good to drag Brother Wu to talk for a long time.

——What's more, Brother Wu, an ordinary carpenter, probably has a respectful and even a little fearful attitude towards people in the Jianghu, so don't make him worry in vain.

Yan Moji pondered for a while, and decided to let Ji Mingwu know about it after he discovered the role of Li Si and Qian Ping in cooking.

He happily went back to his room with the account book in his pocket; while Ji Mingwu was sitting on the bed in the carpentry room, listening to Yan Moji's footsteps gradually going away without knocking on the door, for some reason a little bit of disappointment appeared in his heart, and he sighed. He pursed his lower lip, raised his hand and flicked his fingers lightly, and the dim light of the oil lamp on the table suddenly went out as if blown by some wind.

The room suddenly fell into darkness.

...

Li Si looked at the square tofu block in front of him, hesitantly, and looked at Yan Moji who was standing aside: "Master, you mean you want me to cut this piece of tofu into shreds?"

Yan Moji nodded: "Yes, cut as finely as you can."

Then he turned his head and told Qian Ping, who was holding a small bowl of egg whites, "I'll add two spoonfuls of sugar to the egg whites, and you pass this bowl of egg whites—the meaning of sending them is to use chopsticks to move quickly in one direction." Whisk until the egg whites are frothy, understand?"

Qian Ping nodded honestly: "Understood."

"Okay, let's get started, I'll just sit here and watch." Yan Moji took the porcelain basin filled with egg yolks and the washbasin filled with finely ground white noodles, and while slowly beating the egg yolk liquid, he looked at Li Si over there. and Qian Ping's actions.

Qian Ping's side is simple, waving the chopsticks to beat the egg white liquid "cracking", the movements are so fast that Yan Moji can't see clearly; Li Si's movements are much slower for the sake of precision, and Li Si's movements can be seen. When the knife is out four times, it cuts the position of the tofu accurately and meticulously.

In the end, Yan Moji was quite satisfied with Qian Ping's results: a pot of egg whites was completely beaten, turning into a cream-like white paste; when asked about Qian Ping's feeling, Qian Ping honestly said that he didn't feel tired at all.

From this point of view, the physical strength of martial arts practitioners is indeed much higher than that of ordinary people. In the past, many foods that could not be made without modern machinery may be able to reappear in this world with martial arts!

On the other hand, Li Si's results are not so satisfactory to Yan Moji: Although the tofu shreds are cut out evenly, they are not uniform in length and not thin enough, and some of them are broken into pieces, although they also have the material of tofu The reason is relatively rough, but Li Si's sword skills are not as good as his own!

Li Si saw that Yan Moji seemed dissatisfied, and his face was slightly feverish: "Master, what should I do?"

——When he really picked up the kitchen knife, he realized that cutting vegetables is not such a simple matter. Although he used his internal strength, the process of cutting tofu still made frequent mistakes, which was far worse than what the boss had done before. Let him say "much better than the average person" was slapped in the face.

Now Li Si can only comfort himself: Can their boss's cooking skills be regarded as ordinary people?

In fact, Yan Moji knew in his heart that his sword skills were not very good. He had originally hoped that Li Si would be better than himself with his martial arts bonus, so that many foods that tested his sword skills could be mass-produced.

But for now it seems...

Yan Moji sighed silently, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, you can take it out and let Aunt Zhang fire it; I was wrong, there is still no shortcut for knife skills."

Li Si went out with the plate. Qian Ping stood aside and couldn't help asking: "Boss, isn't your knife skill very good? Why did you ask Li Si to cut?"

Yan Moji glanced at him, poured half of the egg white sent by Qian Ping into the batter mixed with egg yolk and water, and replied: "Even if my knife skills are good, there is only one person. If the store wants to grow bigger , definitely can’t count on me.”

——Skills that can be replicated in batches are the key to whether a snack bar can become a national chain.

Qian Ping didn't quite understand, so he nodded in a daze.

Yan Moji knew that Qian Ping's head was relatively rigid, so he didn't force him to figure it out. He kept moving his hands, and mixed half of the beaten egg whites with the batter. After mixing well, he poured it back into the remaining half of the egg whites. After stirring evenly again, using this porcelain basin, smoothed the surface of the batter, and then clapped hands in satisfaction: "It's done."

Then he took a large porcelain plate, completely covered the surface of the porcelain basin, tied it tightly with a straw rope soaked in sesame oil, took it to the baking room in the backyard, and put it in the oven.

After the straw rope is soaked in sesame oil, its heat resistance is greatly improved, and the temperature of the oven can barely hold it, and it will not burn.

After waiting for an hour, Yan Moji came again, put on thick cotton and linen gloves soaked in a layer of sesame oil, brought out the hot porcelain basin, untied the hemp rope, lifted the porcelain plate, and a strong smell The sweet aroma immediately hit the face and quickly spread throughout the store.

There are not many people in this order shop, and most of the chefs of the assorted food are idle, smelling this strange and strong sweet fragrance, the newcomers and the assistant chefs can't help talking:

"What kind of fragrance is this, why is it so sweet?"

"It must be that the boss is making some new food! I heard that our boss's cooking skills are superb!"

"This taste is too sweet, I don't think the sweet-scented osmanthus cake of Old Liu's is so sweet!"

"When the owner brings it out, I'm going to buy a piece for my mother to eat."

In the back kitchen, Ji Mingwen had already followed the scent, and looked in surprise at the large piece of egg-yellow fluffy pastry on the table exuding a strong sweet aroma: "Brother Moji, what is this?"

"This, it's called a cake." Yan Moji himself smelled the familiar sweet fragrance, and felt quite satisfied - he was also very fulfilled to be able to make chiffon cakes in ancient times without using modern cooking utensils.

Yan Moji picked up the knife, cut the cake on the plate into four pieces, picked up one piece and wrapped it up: "You can share the remaining pieces, this is also my first time making it."

Ji Mingwen cheered and rushed forward.Children already love sweets, Ji Mingwen couldn't hold back for a long time, stepped forward to take the knife from Yan Moji's hand, cut a few extra pieces from the cake, grabbed a piece and started eating.

"Well, it smells so good! So sweet!"

Mother Ji and the others also came over curiously to try it separately, and were amazed that this dim sum, which they had never seen before, was so sweet and soft!

Qian Ping took a bite, and after being stupid for a long time, he asked, "Is this made from the egg liquid I beat before?"

Yan Moji nodded with a smile: "Yes, if it weren't for you, I would have beaten myself to death."

Qian Ping took another bite, and when he raised his head again, his eyes became bright: "Master, when will we sell this cake?"

Yan Moji looked at Qian Ping's appearance of being completely conquered by the cake with a bit of a smile: "Don't worry, this cake is just a rough embryo. If you want to sell it, you have to improve it. It's early."

Didn't expect Qian Ping, a rough guy, to like sweets so much?

The cake is divided into a small piece for each person, and there is still a quarter left.

Mother Ji looked around, but she didn't see Mrs. Zhang, she couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Where is the sister of the Zhang family? Why didn't I see her?"

Ji's mother is older than Aunt Zhang. Since she took charge of the pancake shop, she only comes to eat assorted food at lunch during the day and eats with everyone.

"Aunt Zhang asked for leave today, saying that something happened at home." Ji Mingwen replied while eating.

Yan Moji nodded and added: "There's no need to keep it for Aunt Zhang, I still have to make new ones."

Ji Mingwen ate one piece and wanted to eat it again. Just as he was about to reach out for the big one, he hesitated for a moment, held back his saliva, cut the cake into small pieces, and took it out to share among the newly recruited guys in the store.

Yan Moji saw it in his eyes, and exchanged a glance with Ji's mother, seeing the relief and smile in each other's eyes.

Ji Mingwen came back with an empty plate, feeling a little heartbroken, Yan Moji couldn't help laughing at his dejected look.Mother Ji smiled and stuffed her half-eaten cake, and the little girl happily ate again.

Yan Moji picked up the piece of cake in his hand, looked at the sky and it was lunch time, asked the guys in the store to eat together, and went home first.

——His brother Wu likes to eat sweets, he wants to take this piece of cake back for Brother Wu to taste.

The freshly baked cake was fluffy and soft. As soon as the oiled paper bag was opened, a strong sweet smell came out, which made Ji Mingwu's face suddenly show a hint of hesitation.

Yan Moji pushed the plate in front of Ji Mingwu, and said with a smile, "Brother Wu, this is my new cake, how about a taste?"

Ji Mingwu smelled the sweet smell, his Adam's apple moved slightly, he stretched out his hand, and picked up the cake through the oil paper, just about to take a bite, he suddenly stopped.

He was silent for a moment, looked at Yan Moji who looked expectant, stretched out his other hand, and with a little force, broke the cake into two pieces, and handed one of them to Yan Moji.

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, and took it over, with a slight warmth in his heart, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

He remembered a few months ago, when he first set out to sell pancakes on the first day, when he spread out the last pancake and handed it to Brother Wu, Brother Wu did the same and gave half of it to himself.

Yan Moji stretched out his hand to take it, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Thank you, Brother Wu."

Seeing Yan Moji laughing so happily, Ji Mingwu was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal, but the lines of his face became much softer, he lowered his head and began to eat the cake in his hand.

The sweet feeling stimulated the taste buds, together with the inexplicable warmth in Ji Mingwu's heart, made Ji Mingwu feel a lot more relaxed.

Ji Mingwu rubbed his crutch subconsciously before saying, "It's delicious."

"Brother Wu, as long as you like it." Yan Moji finished his small piece of cake with a few mouthfuls, and said enthusiastically, "But this chiffon cake is still just an experimental product, its shape and taste are very rough, and it will take a while later Make improvements slowly. I plan to use the cake to break the market gap for the rich and noble families in the town..."

Ji Mingwu looked at the joyful expression of this man who was between a teenager and a young man in front of him, and heard him looking forward to the future development with high spirits, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a warm arc.

Yan Moji talked for a long time, but didn't hear Ji Mingwu's response, looked at Ji Mingwu, was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously: "Brother Wu, what are you laughing at?"

Ji Mingwu quickly put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, resumed his usual indifferent expression, and denied, "No."

Yan Moji caught the lingering smile in Ji Mingwu's eyes, and couldn't help thinking: It seems that Brother Wu really likes sweets!A piece of chiffon cake that is not too finely made makes Brother Wu very happy.

——Well, he will make more sweets in the future to make his Brother Wu happy!

After making up his mind, Yan Moji went back to Mixed Food with high spirits after having lunch at home.He is now considering expanding the assorted food shop, and there are a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

Ji Mingwu simply tidied up the kitchen and walked to the courtyard with a cane. Suddenly, a trace of doubt appeared on his face, and he tapped the cane lightly: "Come out."

Li Si fell lightly from the beam of the house, with a bitter expression on his face, he cut to the point: "My master found out that Qian Ping and I have learned martial arts."

Yan Moji found out?But judging from his expression today, there doesn't seem to be any fear or dissatisfaction?

Ji Mingwu frowned: "He drove you away?"

"No, the boss doesn't seem to mind our status as Jianghu people." Li Si told the truth, "We need us to use martial arts to help him cook."

Unexpectedly, Ji Mingwu was slightly taken aback by this answer, and his brows eased slightly; after listening to Li Si's detailed description of the kitchen scene, the solemn expression on his face had completely disappeared.

Seeing that Ji Mingwu seemed to be in a good mood, Li Si breathed a sigh of relief—it seemed that he would not be punished for suddenly exposing his martial arts.

It's just that he was too happy too early, the gentle expression on Ji Mingwu's face only lasted for a moment, and then he returned to his usual indifference, and a pair of black eyes swept over lightly, making Li Si tremble all over: "Little, little uncle? "

Ji Mingwu glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and said, "From tomorrow onwards, every day when Yan Moji is not at home, come over for half an hour."

Pick when the owner is not at home? !

Dry dry dry dry - what?

Li Si couldn't speak anymore, he took a step back subconsciously, and forced a smile: "This is not good, little uncle..."

"What's wrong?" Ji Mingwu glanced at him and frowned slightly, "Bring some ingredients when you come here, and I will personally train your sword skills—don't embarrass the sect."

——Ah, it turned out to be training sword skills...

Li Si wiped his sweat, heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time began to complain.

——He is a decent disciple of a famous family, so it's fine to be wronged to be a waiter, why should he practice sword skills?Is it really impossible to be a cook?

It's just that when Ji Mingwu spoke, Li Si didn't dare to refute at all, so he had no choice but to obediently agree, and finally couldn't help asking: "Little uncle, Qian Ping will come with you, right?"

——Being personally instructed by the junior uncle to such a "good thing", of course you have to share it with Qian Ping!

Li Si thought of how Qian Ping hid behind him like a tortoise when he saw Yan Moji last night, and his teeth itch a little.

Ji Mingwu thought about it for a while, and agreed: "Okay, stagger the time, don't let Yan Moji find out."

After successfully dragging the ignorant Qian Ping into the water, Li Si felt a little more at ease, bid farewell with a sad face, and hurried back to Shi Jin Shi with light work.

...

Yan Moji didn't know that his buddy had entered a painful "remedial" career, and he was now preparing to expand the store.

Assorted Food has been open for three or four months, and its popularity is getting higher and higher, and now he has accumulated quite a lot of silver in his hands.Money is just a number in your hands, and only when you spend it reasonably can you maximize its value.

Today, Shishishi's reputation in the town is very widespread. Except for the rich and powerful like the Yuan family who disdain to condescend, the middle and lower class townspeople will come to Shishishi to buy some food.

Nowadays, the area of ​​assorted food shops can no longer keep up with the flow of customers. Even if you buy stewed pork and assorted dishes, you have to wait in line for a long time.

Now it is either expanding the store or opening a branch.

Yan Moji thought about it for a while, and found that he was still early in his career, and there was almost no manpower on hand to support a branch store, so he decided to expand the area of ​​the original store.

He communicated with the fifth young master of the Yuan family, and bought all the stalls of the assorted foods into his own hands, and also bought all the shops adjacent to the assorted foods.

There is still a big difference between buying and renting. With such a large amount of money, Yan Moji's savings are a bit too much, so when he bought back the assorted food shop from Fifth Young Master Yuan, he proposed to Fifth Young Master Yuan a new plan to buy shares. proposal.

Young Master Yuan Wu invested a sum of money in Shishishishi, occupying a certain percentage of the shares, and the proceeds of Shijishishi were returned to him in proportion to the profit income after deducting the development fund and fixed expenses.

This brand-new financing method won the appreciation and approval of Mr. Yuan Wu, and he readily injected the first capital into Assorted Foods.

Yan Moji's invitation to fifth young master Yuan to become a shareholder was also after careful consideration.If it's someone with bad intentions, no matter how much investment there is, Yan Moji won't let him own any shares; he has known the fifth young master of the Yuan family for several months, and he knows a little about the fifth young master's temper Two, be worthy of your trust.

Although Fifth Young Master Yuan didn't help in the previous food supply incident, Yan Moji didn't really care much about it.

In business and business, the previous self did not show the value of asking the fifth young master Yuan to help. If the fifth young master Yuan is a reckless person who just opposes other merchants just for the sake of sight, he still can't believe it.

After buying several shops around, Yan Moji began to make drastic modifications.

Open up all the partition walls between several shops, so that the shops are connected into a very spacious open space with nearly a thousand square meters;

The side wall near the courtyard is hollowed out at intervals to reveal the small kitchen behind, which is used for freshly prepared and sold food;

On the side wall near the street, lower windows are opened to make an external sales window, such as stewed goods and snacks, which can be sold both internally and externally.

The original assorted food shop, because it had a large backyard, Yan Moji didn't connect with the new shop, and reserved it for the back kitchen and warehouse.

After the renovation of the new shop was completed, Yan Moji hung a notice board on the old shop, closed the shop for a day, and prepared the ingredients for the new shop with all his strength.

The old diners of Assorted Foods have all heard the news that Assorted Foods will expand its store. On the one hand, they are surprised that Assorted Foods has expanded so quickly, and on the other hand, they also have some expectations——

The storefront of Assorted Foods was indeed too small before, and you had to queue up to buy any food. Now that the shop has expanded, it must not be so difficult to buy food at Assorted Foods; moreover, will the little boss who frequently sells delicacies launch What fresh delicacy?

With such expectations, when the new store opened, the customers who came to ask questions almost stepped through the threshold of assorted food.

When the store opened, it was already the beginning of June. Even in the early morning in the town, the air was scorching hot. People who walked from home to the assorted food mostly had fine sweat on their foreheads and cheeks.

However, walking into the mixed food made them feel a burst of coolness. The temperature inside the house seemed to be much lower than that outside the house. When they walked in, they could feel the coolness on their skin, which was very refreshing.

"Yo, it's really cool in this store!"

"Who says it's not? The boss must have put ice in it, right?"

"You think it's beautiful, except for Yuan's family, there is no one else in town who can afford ice!"

The guests talked in twos and threes, and looked at the food in the store.

Different from the hodgepodge of assorted foods before, this time the wide shop has walls on both sides, and there are different stalls opened according to food categories: there are braised goods neatly stacked on oil paper; There are assorted cooking stalls with round pots separated by grids; there is also a pancake stall where you can see the hot griddle...

Rust tea, which everyone loved before, has also opened a separate counter for sale, with some usual drinks, and also launched sour plum soup, mung bean soup and other refreshing drinks in season.

Of course, in addition to these foods that have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the sharp-eyed guests also saw something new about the assorted foods.

On the stall that looks like a dim sum, there are small orange-yellow, fluffy and soft dim sums, and you can smell a particularly tempting sweet aroma when you get close.

"Man, what is this?" a customer approached the booth and asked.

The new guy's face was fair, and he showed a friendly smile according to Yan Moji's special training: "This is a new food made by our boss, it's called a cake, it costs five cents a piece, it's sweet, can you have a taste, sir? "

That guest is also a regular customer of Assorted Foods. Hearing that it was researched by the owner of Assorted Foods with superb cooking skills, he immediately said straightforwardly: "Then have a taste!"

With just one bite, the man was overwhelmed by the softness and sweetness of the chiffon cake, and his eyes widened: "It's delicious!"

The smell of the cake attracted many people to come over. The people who came later saw the person who ate the crabs first, and they didn't hesitate anymore.

The chiffon cake that is now on the shelf was adjusted by Yan Moji. Not only did he customize the mold, but he also bought some dried melon seeds and added it to the cake to make the cake taste more flavorful and not dull.

In the past few days, Qian Ping had to send egg whites every day. Yan Moji saw that Qian Ping was serious and willing to work, so he taught him how to make chiffon cakes, and then entrusted Qian Ping with full authority to make the cakes.

In private, although Aunt Zhang was anxious because of family affairs recently, she still couldn't help reminding Yan Moji vaguely that such a good craftsmanship should not be passed on to outsiders, but should be reserved for her own family.

Yan Moji didn't care about this - not to mention that he trusted his own eyes, but only said that there were thousands of recipes in his head, what is the most common method of making chiffon cake?

If Qian Ping runs away on his own because of this skill, Yan Moji believes that he will definitely not be the one who loses the most.

Qian Ping was busy making cakes, and Li Si was not idle either.

Now the two of them are no longer waiters. It is too wasteful for two warriors, Li Siqianping, to do a job like waiter, which only needs a little winking.

——Li Si is now in charge of making noodles.

After using internal strength, the efficiency of kneading and pulling noodles is much better than that of Yan Moji, an ordinary person, and after Yan Moji observed it, he found that Li Si also seems to have a talent for acting, and he can always make exaggerated movements when making noodles , Shocked the crowd.

Therefore, Yan Moji taught Li Si the method of making Yanyu ramen and the newly thought-out method of making knife-sliced ​​noodles, and asked Li Si to occupy a booth alone to perform ramen and knife-sliced ​​noodles for the guests.

The slender noodles are flying in the air, and the whitebait, which is as thin as a sheet of paper, enters the water. The two cooking skills with very visual effects are even more eye-catching with the addition of Li Si's martial arts.Among the newly opened assorted foods, it was Li Si who surrounded the most people.

Of course, Yan Moji's decision to teach the fish noodles method of "pressing the bottom of the box" made everyone, including Li Si, feel a little incomprehensible.It's just that Yan Moji insisted on his own opinion, so everyone had no choice but to follow his wishes.

Seeing the newly recruited kitchen assistants, they couldn't help feeling rippling in their hearts—if they work hard, can they be taught a craft by their boss?

The enthusiasm of the employees of Assorted Foods has increased a lot.

This is also one of the purposes of Yan Moji's teaching Li Siqian Ping's skills.

The new assorted food store opened. On the first day, the huge store was crowded with people. Many customers who ordered sliced ​​noodles or fish noodles had just sat down, but there were new customers waiting to give up their seats.

Fortunately, Yan Moji opened windows facing the street for foods such as marinated goods and cakes. Many people couldn't squeeze into the assorted food hall, so they lined up at the window outside to buy, almost blocking the street.

Fortunately, the traffic in this town basically relies on walking, and occasionally passing by ox carts and horse-drawn carts can still pass, otherwise it may not cause traffic accidents.

In addition to chiffon cakes, Yan Moji also uses the roasting room to make roast chicken, duck and other roast delicacies, especially roast duck, which is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Small pancakes, crispy and not greasy after one bite, extra delicious.

Because a lot of people were hired this time, Yan Moji prepared a large amount of ingredients in advance, and the noon stalls were also open, unlike the past where only the morning and evening stalls were open.

After a whole day, the customers who entered the store were satisfied with their food.The cool store environment, sufficient food supply, wonderful ramen and knife-shaved noodle performances...all the guests who come to the assorted food for entertainment give a thumbs up.

Some customers asked curiously, "Man, why is it so cool in your shop?"

The clerk smiled and pointed to the ground, where there were several circles of hollowed-out wooden bricks like patterns, and then pointed to the ceiling: "There is water flowing above and below the shop, how can it not be cool?"

The guest was speechless when he heard the words: "A whole