Su Qingluan's so-called "method to prevent cheating" is actually very simple. He just writes the seasoning formula he uses on paper, puts it in a prepared envelope, and sticks it with glue.
In order to prevent it from being opened, three passers-by who were watching the show were selected by blind lottery to serve as "sealing signatories" - of course, two of them couldn't write, so they used thumbprints instead.
In fact, except for the bad-intentioned guy, the other spectators did not seriously care about the rigor of this so-called "challenge".
The reason is very simple. Originally, "Juan Bai Cai" was just an ordinary burrito stall. Even if the taste was particularly good, food like burritos was destined not to be such a rare and precious food.
So even if you can eat all you want for free, it is still a novelty for many people.
Although there is an extra bonus of a lot of money, which is very coveted for ordinary people whose monthly income is less than a few hundred yuan, it is not an astronomical figure that is out of reach in a lifetime.
Therefore, in the eyes of most people, it is not a big deal whether "Juan Baicai" is playing tricks on this "jackpot" or not.
And those who raised questions were just following the trend and joining in the fun.
But I never thought that Su Qingluan's series of actions, sealing the seasoning formula and asking everyone to testify, would make the people who were watching the excitement become curious and eager to try it.
"It's so mysterious, it's just a burrito, what's the point?"
"Is there really any unique seasoning used that is difficult for people to guess?"
"I have been eating this 'Baicai Roll' for four or five days, and it does taste better than ordinary burritos!"
"Really? Then I'll buy one to try... Tsk, why is there a limit?"
"Didn't you listen to what that little lady said just now? You were afraid that someone would buy too much at one time and others wouldn't be able to take a bite."
Seeing that his purpose of stirring up trouble had not been achieved, the Dongji burrito guy set up a stage for Su Qingluan, let her sing a good show, and slipped away quietly when no one was paying attention.
Su Qingluan listened to everyone talking for a while and knew that everyone's curiosity had been aroused in the early stage.
She walked up to Xu Kekuan and asked with a smile: "Mr. Xu, after finishing two portions, do you have any opinions on the seasoning of this 'Juan Baicai'?"
Xu Kekuan pondered for a moment: "First of all, there should be sugar..."
Su Qingluan smiled: "Mr. Xu, there's no need to guess anymore."
"Why, the first one was wrong?" Xu Kekuan raised his eyebrows.
Su Qingluan nodded slightly.
Xu Kekuan raised his eyebrows when he saw this: he also considers himself a foodie. If there is a new restaurant in this town or someone comes out with a new snack, he will definitely go and taste it.
Did you guess wrong right away?
Xu Kekuan stroked his goatee and said with a smile, "How about Miss Su revealing something?"
Su Qingluan had an enigmatic look on his face: "No, no, no, the secret must not be leaked."
Xu Kekuan said with a smile: "In that case, I'll come back tomorrow, old man - oh, this 'Juan Baicai' is really hot and sour, with a unique flavor."
As he said that, Xu Kekuan smacked his lips, recalling the fragrance on his teeth and cheeks just now, and walked slowly back to "Nong Mo Xuan".
Su Qingluan started working with her parents again.
After today's episode, many people came to buy "Juan Baicai" out of curiosity and to watch the excitement.
After eating it, the burrito was indeed more delicious than other burritos, so many customers came to buy it from time to time with the mentality of "buying a lottery ticket" thinking "even if they don't win the first prize, it tastes good, and what if they guessed it right" A "book of wealth".
Soon, today's two hundred copies were sold out. Yang asked in a low voice: "Da Ya, are we not selling any more today?"
Since they were very busy in the past few days, they will prepare more ingredients before setting up the stall these days, so now there are still leftovers whether it is pancakes or vegetables.
Su Qingluan packed up the stall and nodded: "I won't sell it anymore."
"But there's still a lot left..."
"Since I said before that the daily limit is two hundred, how can I break the rules I set?" Su Qingluan patted Yang's hand, "Mom, don't worry, we can eat the extra ingredients today, and there will be less in the future." Just prepare some.”
Su Guangfu saw that his eldest daughter was doing things safely, so he didn't have any big objections. He just asked: "Two hundred servings a day, is it a little less?"
Su Qingluan shook his head: "There are too many, and we can't handle them. This way, I can give me the approximate time to leave and close the stall, so I don't have to work so hard."
Another thing Su Qingluan didn't say is that no matter what you do, if you just focus on quantity without focusing on quality, then sooner or later there will be problems with quality control.
She didn't want to squander everything, not to mention that she now had nearly a consistent net income from the two hundred burritos she served every day.
Su Qingluan does not intend to make burritos forever, she has a bigger goal.
But before she can accomplish her "bigger goal," she still has to accumulate her own capital.
After dinner in the evening, Mrs. Yang called the three children over and said with a smile: "Let's measure the size. It seems that the three of you have all grown taller."
Su Qingluan was curious: "Why do you suddenly need to take measurements?"
"Of course I will buy you all some new materials to make clothes." Yang said with a smile, "Hey, young people, you should wear more fresh materials with bright colors."
It’s not that Ms. Yang doesn’t want to dress her children well and eat well, it’s just that she really didn’t have any surplus in the past. During this time, I had a lot of money, so I thought about buying new clothes for the children.
When Su Xueyan heard this, she couldn't help but cheer and jump in the yard: "There are new clothes! There are new clothes!"
Although Su Xuanhe did not run around the yard like his younger sister, when taking measurements, he straightened his waist, straightened his chest, and tightened his abdomen. His plump face pretended to be serious, but the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed. Go down.
Seeing that her younger siblings were happy, Su Qingluan was very happy herself, and then asked: "Mom and dad, why don't you measure yourselves?"
When the couple heard this, one shook his head and the other waved his hand.
Yang smiled and said: "Your father and I are both of the same age, and we don't care about fresh clothes. You are young, so you don't have to be like us."
Su Guangfu also echoed: "That's right, we don't want to wear so many colorful clothes that make our eyes look bad."
As he spoke, he frowned vigorously.
Su Qingluan didn't know that they were reluctant to part with them, so she persuaded them left and right, and finally persuaded Su Guangfu and Yang each to agree to make a new pair of shoes.
After today's episode, the topic of "the first prize of 'Juan Baicai'" suddenly became a topic of discussion in the streets and alleys of Lefeng Town, which made the Su family's stall even more lively than before.
Even because no one guessed the correct answer for nearly a month, the name of "Juan Baicai" became more and more famous, and even spread like wildfire, even the villagers of Huaxi Village heard about it.
