Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

"I think we can buy half a piece of cake. I'll eat a quarter and you eat three-quarters."

"There are a lot of good things here. Don't eat too much in one sitting."

Xiaozhu naturally had no objection and nodded in agreement.

The stall owner of the Jiangxiang Pancake was a little surprised, and continued his movements while confirming.

"Did I hear you correctly? You two skinny young men can eat half a piece of cake in one sitting?"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Although this pancake is not thick, it is still a real thing. You will feel very full after eating it!"

"After eating this cake, you won't want to eat anything else. It's better to buy less."

The stall owner meant well, Cheng Yao naturally explained with a smile.

"It's okay, boss. Although my friend is thin, he has a huge appetite. This pancake is nothing to him."

"We'll reserve half of your next piece of cake first. Here's the money. I'll put it in the frame for you."

Cheng Yao took out the money in her arms and put it into the change box under the gaze of the boss.

Since the guests have paid.Business people naturally have no reason to refuse.

The stall owner of the Jiangxiang Cake stall stopped talking and concentrated on the work he was doing.

While Cheng Yao was waiting nearby, she had nothing to do, so she started chatting with the stall owner of the soybean cake stall.

"I said, uncle, how many years have you been making Jiangxiang pancakes here?"

The boss also liked to chat, so he took over the conversation and continued talking.

"Me? After a rough calculation, I have been making sauce-flavored pancakes here for more than [-] years."

"I don't have any other skills. I just rely on this to earn a living."

"Fortunately, the neighbors here take good care of me, and my pancakes have always sold well."

Cheng Yao looked at the stall owner's smooth movements and praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? You need to be strong to make iron. If your business is good, in the final analysis, your cake is good."

“Only when the food is delicious, customers will want to come back again.”

"Besides, being able to do one thing well in a person's life is already a very powerful thing."

Hearing Cheng Yao's compliment, Uncle Jiangxiang Cake couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, you little girl, you have such a sweet mouth!"

"I look at you. Are you from out of town?"

"I'll cut some more cakes for you later, as a courtesy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of cake was freshly baked.

The stall owner picked up the brush covered with sauce and started brushing it back and forth quickly.

"The sauce-flavored pancakes are ready-"

Then, he cut off more than half of the cake, chopped it into small pieces, put it in a bag, and handed it to Cheng Yao who was standing opposite.

"Little girl, take it and eat it."

"This sauce-flavored pancake is best eaten while it's hot. The taste will be reduced by half when it's cooled."

"If you eat this pancake and it tastes good, you will come here to eat it more often in the future."

Cheng Yao quickly reached out her hand and took the hot sauce pancake.

"Whoosh-"

The hot air went straight into Cheng Yao's nasal cavity, making Cheng Yao unable to open her eyes for a while.

"Okay, I remember it!"

After Cheng Yao politely agreed, she pulled Xiaozhu and walked to the other side of the street.

Cheng Yao's eyes lit up instantly after taking a bite of the sauce-flavored pancake.

The layers of freshly baked Maotai-flavored pancakes are as thin as sheets of paper, stacked together, golden and crispy on the outside, soft and sweet on the inside.

Every bite is full of rich sauce flavor, mixed with slight sweetness and spiciness, making people unable to stop eating it.

"good to eat!"

"Xiaozhu, take it, try it!" Under Cheng Yao's expectant gaze, Xiaozhu bent down and took a bite.

"It's really delicious! It's as delicious as A-Yao's cooking!"

It can be seen that this sauce-flavored pancake is indeed delicious, because in Xiaozhu's heart, Cheng Yao's cooking skills represent the highest level of deliciousness.

"If it tastes good, eat more. I mainly just want to taste it."

"To eliminate this, it mainly depends on you."

After Cheng Yao took a few more bites, he stuffed the remaining sauce pancake into Xiaozhu's hand.

She has a typical crocodile mouth and a small bird stomach. In fact, she is just greedy. In fact, she cannot eat much at all.

Xiaozhu is just the opposite. He has a huge appetite now, and there is basically no food left in his hands.

There is only one situation, Xiaozhu will have leftover food.

That is, it is really unpalatable.

But obviously, this will not happen whether it is the dishes cooked by Cheng Yao or these time-honored brands that have been open for decades.

Cheng Yao prides herself on having a sharp eye, and none of the stalls she likes are unpalatable!

No, something good has appeared again.

"Fresh meat wontons! Fresh eyebrows!"

The fire crackled and the water in the pot bubbled.

A faint aroma of meat and noodles are mixed together, and through the thin mist, people can't help but start to look forward to the delicious food.

Cheng Yao stood next to the boiler and watched the movements of the proprietress of the wonton shop.

The proprietress, wearing a neat apron, moved her hands up and down skillfully to shape each well-proportioned wonton.

Her technique was skillful and fast, and the wontons were flying in her hands, making people dizzy.
Customers walked into the shop in twos and threes, some old and some young, some looked leisurely, and some were in a hurry.

They may be regular visitors here, or they may be here for the first time, but regardless of whether they are new or old, they are all attracted by the smell here.

A steaming bowl of wonton soup, a few plump wontons, and a handful of green scallions are a simple yet joyful dish.

Cheng Yao also followed the crowd and walked into the wonton shop.

"Lady boss! I want two bowls of fresh meat wontons here too!"

The landlady turned slightly sideways, kept moving her hands, and responded loudly.

"Okay - I'll be here soon -"

"Should we add chopped green onion?"

"add!"

The proprietress opened the wooden pot lid and threw a dozen wontons into the pot.

The skin of the wonton is like the most delicate jade, showing a slight light.

Those fillings are tender and smooth from the meat and crispy from the vegetables, which are mixed together to make people salivate.

As time goes by, the wontons gradually become transparent, which is a sign that the soup has penetrated into the skin and fillings.

At this time, you can hear the "gurgling" sound coming from the pot, which is a signal that the pot is about to be started.

Place two porcelain bowls, put the seasonings and soup base in order, and sprinkle with some dried shrimps and seaweed.

After these are completely boiled at the bottom of the bowl, fish out the wontons.

"Here comes the wontons——"

"Use it slowly, you two, be careful not to burn your mouth!"

Although the boss lady is quick and fierce, she is still gentle and always gives an extra reminder when serving dishes.

"Okay, thank you!"

Cheng Yao couldn't hold it any longer, so she immediately took a spoon and added some balsamic vinegar to it.

Then he scooped up a piece, blew it carefully, and then carefully put it into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)