The beginning is a climax!
As the saying goes, "If you ask for a thousand words, you will be silent, but if you order goods, they will come automatically!"
There were originally a few vendors selling snacks in the night market, but the varieties they sold were nothing more than steamed buns, wontons, tea eggs, etc. These vendors surrounded the intersection of Qianjiakou, each occupying a quiet corner.
And when Yao Yuan and his friends stopped their tricycle at the corner of the street, set up a stall, and put a big pot of meat stew on the briquette stove, with the Qianjiakou intersection as the center, the surrounding atmosphere gradually became a little different.
Xie Zhenhua grew up in a bungalow and was an expert at lighting fires for briquette stoves. The ignited stove was blown by the wind on a three-wheeled cart, and the briquettes in the stove were already burning red.
Under the strong firepower, the stew in the big pot was quickly heated up and boiled again. As the thick soup in the pot rolled, a unique aroma from the pig intestines mixed with spices began to spread on the street.
At this time, every person walking on the street must be on an empty stomach and has not eaten dinner.
When I'm hungry, I can't resist the strong smell of meat!
There is no need to shout at all, greedy diners come directly to the door after smelling the smell.
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Jiao San has been selling clothes at a stall in Qianjiakou for half a year. He has made some money in the past six months. However, although he has some money in his pocket, his daily dinner is just a fool's errand, and he has never tasted good.
Every afternoon after picking up the goods from the zoo on a cart, I went straight to Qianjiakou and started selling goods at a stall. I didn’t have time to eat in between. I had to stay up until night to close the stall every day before I could make do with something to eat.
Today, just after hanging up and arranging the clothes on the stall, I suddenly smelled the aroma of meat. The greedy smell had no place to hide and penetrated straight into my nose.
My already hungry stomach grumbled disobediently, and my hunger could no longer be suppressed.
Walking around with his hands behind his back, Jiao San followed the smell and walked towards the big pot of stew.
"You two sticks, you can eat braised pork faster than anyone else, and your hands are clumsier than a pig's trotters at work!" Yao Yuan counted the two pieces of ingredients in his mouth while quickly putting various condiments on the tricycle. , and at the same time pour the chopped green onion and coriander from the plastic bag into two large bowls.
Jiao San clasped his hands behind his back and walked around the big pot of braised pork: "Brother, what are you selling? Is it braised pork and roasted pork?"
Yao Yuan replied without raising his head: "Oh, you know your stuff. The authentic century-old stewed stew is back in the world today! Two yuan and eighty a bowl, add a fire and add two cents!"
Jiao San sniffed and hesitated: "Is this pig intestines?"
Yao Yuan raised his head and looked at the guy in jeans and a floral shirt in front of him: "Brother, are you from Pingcheng? Why don't you know what's in braised pork and roasted pork? Why don't you just have a bowl and try it?"
He looked back at his clothing stall. The sun had not yet set at this time, and there were still very few people buying clothes. He simply sat on the stool in front of the tricycle and said, "What about that, man, give me one." Bowl, you need to add two fire-flavored ones!”
Yao Yuan responded happily: "Okay, just hold on!"
This casual stew stall opened just like that!
First, take out a pot and cook it at the right heat, chop it into centimeter square pieces, and put them in the bottom of the bowl. Then, regardless of the heat, chop the fried tofu, lungs and large intestine into small pieces with a flying knife. Pour it into a bowl and pour hot soup over it.
"What about that? Put the chopped green onion and coriander by yourself. There are garlic sauce, soybean curd, chive flowers, chili oil and vinegar on the table. You can adjust it yourself." Yao Yuan brought a bowl of chopped braised pork to Jiao San and pointed out He introduced the bottles and cans on the trolley.
Jiao San seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and said with doubt on his face: "I asked, are your intestines clean?"
Xie Zhenhua couldn't help but chatter: "What's the matter with you? Why don't you clean the food you buy?! We even eat it ourselves!"
Jiao San finally nodded with conviction, picked up a piece of large intestine and put it into his mouth. After tasting it carefully, he was shocked: "Holy shit, oh shit! Brother, you are really good at this craft!"
He hurriedly put two more mouthfuls into his mouth, smacked his lips, and felt that something was missing. He raised his head and looked back, and then suddenly stood up and shouted at the stall in the distance: "Brother Long! Brother Long! I'm here Here! Did you bring wine today? Hurry up and bring the wine, I’ll treat you to braised pork, and we two will have a few sips!”
With such a good meal, I would be sorry if I didn’t drink a few sips of white wine!
With the guise of Jiao San, coupled with the mellow aroma of braised meat in the pot, the braised pork stall of Xiaoxiaosiren Gang has successfully opened up.
This can be regarded as differentiated management. Yao Yuan has a very accurate vision. In this simple night market on the street, this bowl full of meaty aroma is a crushing existence compared to other wontons and steamed buns. .
A bowl of stewed stew can be used as rice, soup, or as a side dish to go with wine. The thirty or forty bowls of stewed stew prepared by Yao Yuan and the others seem to be not even available for the guests visiting the night market. They are just for the side dishes. He can wipe out all the stall owners who do small business.
After finally getting an opportunity, Yao Yuan handed the kitchen knife in his hand to Xie Zhenhua, who had been eager to try it. It was just a matter of slicing, chopping, and putting it into bowls. It didn't require any knife skills at all. It was very simple. Xie Zhenhua took it and started immediately. You can get started.
It's just that Yao Yuan had to remind him in a low voice: "Damn it, don't dig too much. You must give enough to the large intestine and lungs. We are creating a brand, so don't mess around!"
As soon as he got started, Xie Zhenhua perfectly showed the nature of a profiteer. He wanted to take advantage of the situation, which made Yao Yuan anxious as he watched from the sidelines.
It took a lot of effort to explain the truth to Xie Zhenhua here, but there is a new situation over there.
"Brother, brother! No, we don't have enough bowls!" Yao Xiaohua'er reported anxiously.
Yao Yuan looked back at the several dirty bowls placed in the big basin and frowned. In order to save trouble in the afternoon, he thought that twenty bowls would be enough. Unexpectedly, the business was so good that they were sold out in less than half an hour. , all the big bowls have been used, and people have started queuing in front of the chopping board. The diners have paid and are just waiting for clean empty bowls.
Wang Hongyu quietly pulled Yao Yuan aside: "Did you see the public toilet over there? I'll just go there and flush the used bowls."
Yao Yuan grinned when he heard this bad idea. Well, when it comes to doing business, one is more capable than the other, and the two fair-skinned high school students have become indifferent people.
"Well, Hongyu, take the empty pot to the toilet and flush it, and flush the dirty bowls by the way. Then use the pot to bring back some clean water, put the bowls in the pot, boil them, and disinfect them thoroughly before using them again. , what we sell is food, so don’t cause any trouble because of uncleanliness.”
Paying attention to food hygiene is the basic quality of an experienced cook and should never be forgotten no matter how long you go.
The water in public restrooms is also tap water, which is completely usable. There are no disinfection measures. You can just boil the bowl and there will be no problem!
Wang Hongyu took Xiao Hua'er to get busy. Looking at the two people still queuing in front of him, Yao Yuan had an idea and took the two large bowls containing chopped green onions and coriander, and poured the chopped green onions and coriander back into the plastic bag. Then he handed the empty bowl to Xie Zhenhua.
If there are two bowls, use two first and let the guests eat first.
Yao Yuan's estimate was very accurate. The braised pork prepared today was only enough to sell forty bowls. After an hour and a half, there would be no more bowls left in the pot, and all the roasted dishes were sold out.
At this time, Xie Zhenhua suddenly reacted: "Damn it, Yuan'er, there's not even a bit of stew left in the joint. What are we going to eat tonight?"
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Jiao San and Brother Long, who sells books, newspapers and magazines, were still sitting in front of the trolley. The two of them were watching a bottle of 56-degree Red Star Erguotou and drinking happily.
A bowl of braised pork for each person was not enough to go with wine, so I ordered a separate bowl of vegetable base, which is braised pork without roasting, as a dish to go with wine. I took a sip of wine and a sip of meat, and drank so much that I completely forgot that I still had it. A stall needs tending.
Seeing that everything had been sold out, the two of them felt a little envious. Jiao San was there to point out: "I said, you guys are not good at it. There are too few things prepared. The night market hasn't started yet. We can only close the stall, how can we do this?"
Yao Yuan disagreed: "It's okay. We're just here to explore the road today. It won't officially start until tomorrow. We'll go to the stall tomorrow and do more."
Brother Long, who sells books, newspapers and magazines, is an out-and-out drinker. He can go out to the stall every day without eating, but he can't help but drink. There is no appetizer, and he can drink half a catty with just one tea egg. There was once a man who was praised by everyone. There is a legend that is talked about, that is, one day when it rained and there were no food stalls, the old man actually took out a bag of yellow sauce from his pocket, and even half a catty of Erguotou was eaten with just this yellow sauce.
Just such a wine putty, when he came across this stewed stew stall opened by Yao Yuan, he couldn't help but be happy: "I say you'd better get some peanuts, cucumbers and other snacks tomorrow, I'm sure they can be sold fire!"
Yao Yuan was perfunctory and muttered to himself: "Repaying peanuts and cucumbers? I'll sell you 50 cents for a portion of that thing. You're guarding a plate of peanuts and you can't spend the whole night at my stall." ?! I can’t afford this thing!”
It's easier to do things when there are more people. It didn't take long for the stall to be cleaned up. It was not completely dark at this time. The two wine putties were the first to sit here when they left the stall. By now, it seems that everyone has tidied up. Then he reluctantly went back to his stall and stared at the goods.
It was said that I came to the night market to buy braised pork, but it only took less than two hours. I didn't even wait until dark before I had to withdraw my troops and go back to camp. This little trouble was a bit of a blessing!
All the braised dishes were sold out, and the four of them hadn't had dinner yet, and they were too lazy to go home and cook again. Yao Yuan simply greeted everyone and ate some wontons and steamed buns at the stall next door to make up for the meal.
Several people had been busy since they arrived at the Qianjiakou intersection and didn't have time to look around. Now that they were free, they went to several food stalls around with their hands in their hands.
