Concubine Nong has space

Chapter 118 A Hundred Ringing Heads (8)

When she came to Lao Lu's stall, she saw Lao Lu and Er Xi who were preparing to open the stall, and Su Ruohan put her things on the dilapidated table.

"Is Mr. Lu's face ready?" Su Ruohan asked, and Mr. Lu who was making a fire over there nodded.

"You can only do it if you have a good hair. What's the girl asking?"

"It's okay, we won't be selling sesame seed cakes today, we'll be selling fried dough sticks!"

"Fried dough sticks?"

"Fried dough sticks?"

The two grandparents looked at her in puzzlement at the same time, even Su Ruoyu was full of curiosity, she laughed and took out a can of oil she brought.

"Yes! The sesame seed cakes are too dry, but the deep-fried dough sticks are very crispy. It is a perfect match with soy milk."

There is no such thing as deep-fried dough sticks here. Su Ruohan believes that if they are made, many people will like them.

Seeing their skeptical expressions, Su Ruohan didn't say much, and when Lao Lu's fire started to flourish, she put on the pot she brought and poured half a pot of oil into it.

"Look!"

Twist a small ball of Lao Lu's fermented dough, stretch it into long strips, and throw it into the hot oil pan.

Soon, the fritters were fried until golden. Su Ruohan, who picked up the fritters to drain the oil, cut the fritters into small pieces and handed them to several people.

The dubious old Lu picked up a piece and tasted it, then looked at Su Ruohan with disbelief.

"This, is this really made of my flour?"

Seeing Lao Lu's shocked appearance, Su Ruohan nodded noncommittally. Seeing this, Er Xi also picked up a piece, and looked at Su Ruohan strangely while eating.

Seeing that she looked calmer than Lao Lu, Su Ruohan was not angry, she picked up a piece of chopsticks for Su Ruoyu, then turned around and poured three bowls of soy milk on the table.

"Sit down first, I'll fry a few more."

Several people stared at Su Ruohan's shadow for a moment. When she brought another plate of fried dough sticks, she was no longer as gentle as before, and the three of them stuffed them into their mouths squandering their chopsticks.

"Sister, this is delicious"

Su Ruoyu didn't forget to praise Su Ruohan, she smiled, and just about to speak, someone called out behind her.

"Master, give me two biscuits."

Turning around, a man in his early thirties was standing in front of the booth, but his eyes were a little strange.

"Guests sit first, today there are no biscuits, only fried dough sticks."

"Fried dough sticks?" The man looked strangely at Lao Lu and the others sitting at the table. Su Ruohan nodded without saying a word, just picked up a piece of dough and threw it into the oil pan.

Watching the dough gradually become fluffy and golden, the man sat on the empty table in a strange way.

Su Ruohan, who had fried the fritters, made another bowl of soy milk and put it in front of the man.

"Guest, freshly made soy milk fritters, guaranteed to be the only one here, there is no semicolon!"

The man picked up the chopsticks suspiciously, and finished eating under Su Ruohan's smug smile...

Even the soy milk is eager to lick the bowl!
Seeing the man's appearance, Su Ruohan waved proudly.

"Erxi, collect the money!"

"Huh? Collect money, this, how much is it?"

Not only Erxi, but even the guest had a masked face and pouted. Su Ruohan didn't know how to set the price, so she thought about it for a while, and then just ignored it.

"Let's accept what you paid for the biscuits before! I'm going to deep-fry the fritters!"

"Oh!" Seeing this, Er Xi charged the customer the usual price, and Su Ruohan started yelling while frying fried dough sticks...

"Come here, the freshly baked fried dough sticks are delicious and crispy, and you don't need money if they don't taste good!"

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(End of this chapter)