I used to be called Niu Million

Chapter 155 Dude sells not only food but also handicrafts

The legs of the table are also supported by galvanized steel pipes. The entire table is surrounded by stainless steel on three sides, and the outside is surrounded by flour. Niu Wenju is carrying a stainless steel bucket to pour water from the water tank next to it.

"Whoa!"

A bucket of water went down, and a water tank was formed between the dam body made of flour and the stainless steel fence on three sides. Before the flour and mountain spring water reacted, Niu Wenju's hands had already started to move.

The flour on the side next to the water was stirred by Niu Wenju and sprinkled into the water. Every time the flour went back and forth, there was one circle less flour. After three circles, all the water on the stainless steel noodle table had disappeared.

Niu Wen raised his hands and kept shaking off the small flour balls until almost all the flour on the table became small pieces.

"Whoa!"

The mountain spring water in the stainless steel water ladle was evenly sprinkled on the mountain of dough by hand, and then Niu Wen raised his arms to shake the dough from one end to disperse it again.

Hold the plastic scraper with one hand from time to time to scrape off the scattered flour on the three sides of the noodle table, and then start to knead the dough vigorously, kneading each small piece of dough together.

The next moment, he began to press hard with both hands, and gradually the scattered small pieces became whole pieces. Niu Wenju grabbed one end and folded the dough in half again.

After each fold, Niu Wenju will press the dough vigorously, and every skin of the dough is covered with Niu Wenju's fist marks.

"Bang bang bang..."

With the dough already even, Niu Wenju kept throwing the dough into the air, and as the dough collided with the stainless steel noodle table, exclamations from customers kept coming out of the store.

"If you play with this thing, you can also see the boss's free performance. This thing is comfortable, and the boss will take it all together!"

A few regular customers watched Niu Wenju throw a whole bag of dough into the air, which was called a decompression. Niu Wenju didn't talk nonsense, bought himself a glass of draft beer, greeted the room, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Unlike other people who use a kitchen knife to divide the noodles, Niu Wenju directly pulls the cut noodles with both hands. In the Northeast, this action is called pulling the jizi.

"Boss, how heavy is your dough?"

"Small cakes are two and a half, medium cakes are three and two, and large cakes are one catty!"

Put a little oil on the noodle table, Niu Wenju didn't look at the customer, Cheng Tiezhu happened to come over at this time, saw a few customers whispering there, put on plastic gloves, grabbed a bun and threw it on the electronic scale tray.

"Damn it, it's only one gram away!"

"What about that?"

"boom!"

"Fuck me, is this a hand? It's so damn accurate!"

Looking at the electronic scale in front of Cheng Tiezhu, several people even thought they had read it wrong. It wasn't until Cheng Tiezhu weighed the dough in front of Niu Wenju one by one that the group of young people gave a thumbs up.

"Gao, I want a cake too, just the two and two halves!"

"I also want……"

A few young people started to place orders in front of Niu Wenju purely out of curiosity. Cheng Tiezhu didn't talk nonsense, he placed the order and collected the money, and the pancake pan had already been made there.

"Go away, I was burnt last time, so don't run away!"

The 25-jin rolling pin was picked up, Niu Wenju drove Cheng Tiezhu into the room, and several students burst into laughter.

"Boss, are you in a hurry? That rolling pin is hollow, right..."

A few young people at the door held mineral water and looked at Niu Wenju's huge rolling pin with smiles in their eyes. Niu Wenju didn't talk nonsense, so he handed over the rolling pin. A student took it with one hand and almost hit his wrist.

"Damn it, this thing is really heavy, I doubt it's made of iron, at least the center is made of iron!"

"Really... Fuck me, it's really heavy!"

A few young people refused to accept it, so they tested the weight of the rolling pin and hurriedly let it go. Seeing that Niu Wenju just wiped the rolling pin briefly, the next moment the rolling pin turned around, and a cake crust was formed. "I'm not mistaken, Mom!"

Watching Niu Wenju throw a piece of cake into the pancake cauldron, several students couldn't believe their eyes. Over there, Niu Wenju had already started making the next piece of cake.

At least five small cakes can be put in a pot, and only one big one can be put in. Niu Wenju knows how big it is, and he can measure it with a ruler.

"The pasta is out of stock..."

"Here we come, Dabing..."

Almost the same as Mingshanghao, Niu Wenju threw the receipts in front of the basket of cakes, and arranged them for Cheng Tiezhu in almost order, and the other party just delivered the goods in order.

Throwing a few small pancakes into the pot, Niu Wenju picked up a bun and kneaded it. The next moment, the bun became a long strip between Niu Wenju's hands. With Niu Wenju, he folded it in half twelve times, pinched it with one hand, and the noodles were ready. The pot is gone.

"Boss, move slowly, we don't even see clearly!"

On the side of the noodle table, Niu Wenju was branded and boiled, without delaying the dining of the guests over there, and a group of young people were stunned to see it.

"Read it a few more times, buddy is not selling pasta, but selling handicrafts, understand?"

A few pancakes came out of the pot, Niu Wenju turned the rolling pin again, the pot was full, and the noodles were out of the pot, Niu Wenju skillfully grabbed the noodles and dipped them in the old soup.

"Laotang ramen is out of the pan, fried cakes are out of the pan, let's go!"

"coming!"

When Cheng Tiezhu and the waiters heard Niu Wenju's call, they rushed over and placed a new order for Niu Wenju, and the cooperation was seamless.

The back kitchen kept putting out new skewers, and Tong Wan drank the fourth beer, and everyone was busy.The two pairs of eyes on the side of the road looked at this place quietly for a long time, and it took half an hour for the two to look at each other.

"Mom, I'll go over there. Brother Wenju has a good relationship with us. His business is so hot now, so it's okay if we come to help. You can't get rid of me!"

Guo Hongwei smelled the fragrance from Niu Wenju's ramen, his eyes were full of longing.

Because Guo Hongwei had a conflict with Wang Jian, and the old lady overcooked the staff's meal, Wang Jian fired both mother and son with a swipe of a pen.

In addition, the old man of Guo Hongwei's mother was paralyzed, and the children kicked them out, and Guo Hongwei still had a lot of money to break the company's casserole. There is no salary, and all the savings in my hand are used to pay off the bills. Now the mother and son can only drag their luggage and live on the streets.

Someone suggested to give Guo Hongwei mother and son a little time, but Wang Jian directly refused. As the saying goes, you are not a big shot, so who cares about you.

Guo Hongwei's mother and son stopped in front of Mingshanghao for a long time before finally remembering Niu Wenju.

After many inquiries, I found out that Niu Wenju's business is here, but I didn't see the store rectification until I went to the bus station. Guo Hongwei's mother cried at that time.

(End of this chapter)