"Braised and cooked on fire!" "Secret recipe handed down from ancestors, century-old soup!"
Little Fatty Hu is worthy of being a fat boy, with a clear voice and full confidence. He stands behind the chopping board with a kitchen knife in his hand and shouts in a stylish manner.
This kid seems to be born to set up a stall at the night market.
Everyone has different talents, and Hu Xiaopang'er's talent should be in the kitchen, right?
When he came out of the stall in the evening, Little Fatty Hu stood behind the chopping board without hesitation, which made Yao Yuan feel a little confused. Why did he think that this fat little fat man with a big heart and a fat body was the real owner of this stewed stew stall?
"Little Fatty Stewed", this name sounds so suitable and harmonious.
Grandma Wang, who sells wontons, watched from a distance. Seeing the arrogance of Little Fatty Hu, she couldn't help but smile. Her eyes looked more kind and doting, as if she were looking at her own grandson.
There was a pot of tea eggs next to Grandma Wang’s wonton stall, which Xiao Fat’er had just made in the afternoon. After thinking about it all afternoon, Xiao Fat’er made a major decision, that is, he would try to transform himself. The tea eggs are made as usual every day, but the tea eggs are sold by Grandma Wang, while Hu Xiaopang'er concentrates on working for Yao Yuan.
It seems that part-time work is not very rigorous. It should be an apprentice. I start from the apprenticeship and learn the craft from Master Yao.
The outspoken little fat man also has enough brains. After thinking about it for an afternoon, he has already realized that it is more exciting to sell braised food and cook it with fire!
A bowl of stewed roasted pork can be sold for three yuan at the Qianjiakou Night Market. It should be regarded as the king of snacks. The money earned from selling a bowl is equivalent to the profit of more than ten tea eggs. As long as you learn this craft , it is definitely much better than selling boiled eggs. If it is done well in the future, just this bowl of stewed eggs can support a small restaurant.
The prepared tea eggs cannot be wasted, so we might as well give it to Grandma Wang to sell on her behalf. Anyway, wontons and tea eggs are complementary foods, and they are convenient to sell. Even if you add a product to the wonton stall, you can make money by selling them. Xiaopang and Grandma Wang made it five points, and no one suffered any loss.
From now on, Xiao Pang'er became an apprentice under Yao Yuan.
Of course, Yao Yuan welcomed his decision with both hands. After all, this stall was just a fun thing for him. One more person was not much, one less person was not much, so he invited them for a mere ten yuan a day. With such a capable helper as Hu Xiaopang'er, I will be able to save myself a lot of trouble in the future.
Even Xie Laozhaoer kept praising: "This kid can do much more than Wang Hongyu's stick!"
Wang Hongyu had no hope. This stick hadn't shown up all day today. He must have been detained at home. No one knew when he would be free again.
These two days were a bit too much for Wang Hongyu, a good boy from a family with an artistic atmosphere. He went home every night smelling like pig sewer, and then started fighting in the street, leaving his face and body covered in stains. He was injured, and most importantly, he was caught by his own sister!
It’s weird to have a good one!
Under such circumstances, if he can still leave the house casually, it will make people wonder whether his parents are still biological.
Without Wang Hongyu in the stall, the work seemed to be coordinated more smoothly. The little fat boy stood behind the chopping board, cutting and arranging the food, and he could also clean up the dishes and chopsticks when he was free. When he was busy, he looked like Yao Yuan and Xie Laozhao'er. A bit idle.
As usual, there is not enough to sell about a hundred braised dishes. Just over an hour has passed, and before it gets dark, more than half of the ingredients in the pot have been sold. Even Hu Xiaopang'er is calling for tomorrow. The quantity must be increased, otherwise the diners all over the street will be slapping their hands, and the ingredients prepared are not enough to sell, and anyone who doesn’t feed them will feel sorry for themselves.
Yao Yuan himself felt a bit conservative. As soon as Xiaopang joined the braised pork team, the preparation work this afternoon was very easy. With Xie Laozhao's help, it seemed that preparing more braised pork every day was not difficult.
No one has a grudge against money. If you can earn more, earn more. Why not do it?
One hundred bowls a day is a profit of about 200 yuan. If you prepare another hundred bowls, it will be a profit of more than 400 yuan. In this way, after one summer vacation, you can earn a household of 10,000 yuan just by playing!
Having made up his mind, Yao Yuan looked up and looked around as if he felt confident.
The night market is full of people, the lights are bright, and the stalls are colorful and lively.
When Yao Yuan was collecting money and changing his money, when he looked up, he suddenly felt that the light in front of his eyes went dark. A tall man with a big black face suddenly appeared in front of the braised pork stall.
Gu Chang'an, the director of Qianjiakou Police Station, nicknamed "King of Hell", was looking at the new braised pork stall criminal with suspicion and muttering.
"Xiao Yuan, come here!" "Gu Yanwang" called Yao Yuan with his hand.
"What are you doing here? Did you create this stall?" The big black face looked unkind.
Yao Yuan walked forward awkwardly: "Uncle Gu, why are you here?"
"Stop talking nonsense, first tell me what this stall is about?"
"Work-study! My classmates and I responded to the teacher's call and used the summer vacation to work-study and experience life!" Yao Yuan looked determined.
Xie Zhenhua, who was watching from the side, quietly gave a thumbs up.
The teacher's instruction is the imperial edict. Even if the teachers in the school call for it, you can't control it even if you are the police!
Gu Changan looked suspicious: "What kind of work-study program does a high school student do?! It's okay to sell evening newspapers or something, but what's the point of setting up this stewed stew stall?! Your father got the letter, so he didn't worry and called me specifically to ask me Let’s see if you don’t learn well!”
This is a bit exaggerated, right?
I just set up a stall yesterday, how come my father, who is thousands of miles away, knows about it today?
And he specifically asked the black-faced police station director "Gu Yanwang" to come and inspect it in person?
Do you want to be so serious? !
The area of Qianjiakou is close to my family's courtyard, and it is very lively with people coming and going every day. It is impossible to hide from the eyes of neighbors and elders by setting up a stall to buy braised pork in such a big way.
No need to ask, this must be because a neighbor with some evil deeds discovered that the child in his yard had done such an outrageous thing, and had already filed a complaint with Yao Yuan's father.
The good boy in the compound actually went to the night market to set up a stall. This was a bit outrageous! Even the neighbors can't stand it.
The current social environment is not very tolerant of setting up stalls and selling goods on the street, especially for children from a serious compound. For a good high school student to be able to do such a thing, I am afraid that in the eyes of dad's colleagues and neighbors, It’s no different than being deviant.
At the very least, if someone labeled him as "young and not good at learning", it would be enough for Yao Yuan and others to suffer.
This must not let King Gu Yan get a handle on it, otherwise his stewed stew business will definitely not be able to continue smoothly.
Yao Yuan spoke quickly: "Uncle Gu, do you look down on the working people who set up stalls to buy snacks?"
Gu Changan stretched out his hand to strike, Yao Yuan quickly jumped to the side, and Xie Laozhaoer stepped forward: "Uncle Gu, it's true! Didn't you see that two of our female classmates also came to help sell goods at the stall yesterday? ? This is because the teacher is letting us use the summer vacation to fully experience life!"
It must also be said that Xie Laozhao'er was smart and brought out the two female classmates from last night to make this matter look more like reality.
All the female classmates participated, which means that this matter is in response to the teacher’s call and an honest work-study program!
Gu Yan Wang pursed his lips: "That's right, that's good. It's good to experience life and hardship at a young age. However, this night market is a mixed bag, and the security is not very good. You can't set up your stall too late! "
Yao Yuan hesitated: "Hey, Uncle Gu, aren't you the leader of the public security here? Aren't you responsible for public security issues?"
Gu Yanwang's dark face became even darker: "You little bastard, what are you trying to do with me? I'm telling you, your dad said on the phone that a colleague of his has come to Pingcheng in the past two days. He has just retired and needs to be assigned. Let me stay at your house for a while, and your father asked you to entertain people!"
Xie Laozhao'er, who was on the side with a special eye, said: "Hey, Uncle Gu, please sit down quickly and say slowly, Fatty, give us Uncle Gu a bowl of stew, double bottom, we'll treat you!"
Double bottom means double portions of intestines and lungs. Gu Yan Wang is tall and strong, so he must have a big appetite. It's already meal time, so there's nothing wrong with buying a bowl of braised food first.
A bowl of braised pork was raised to one end. After Xilihulu took a few bites, his dark face looked much softer and he muttered: "Oh, it's not bad. Is the taste okay?" "
Yao Yuan laughed along with him: "Look what you said, we learned this from our apprenticeship. It is a secret recipe passed down from our ancestors and is unique to thousands of families!"
Gu Yanwang seemed to suddenly remember something: "That's not right, Xiaoyuan, if you go out to the stall every night to buy stew, what will your sister do? Just leave her at home alone?"
