Yushanfang

Chapter 25: Chapter 25
The store opened today, but the business was still not very good throughout the morning.

But it is gratifying that it is not completely unoccupied after all.

"Bring me a bowl of wontons..." After a long while, the objective person who came in was dressed in a bit of shabby clothes, and the coarse linen clothes were a little pale from washing.

Han Cui didn't think too much about her, but said: "Please wait a moment."

Just turning around, the objective person stopped Han Cui hesitantly.

Turning around in doubt, Han Cui looked at the man with some puzzlement.

"Should I give a bowl?" I was a little shy when speaking objectively.

Han Cui scanned the other party up and down, then nodded immediately: "Yes."

Hearing this, the objective person just sat in the hall.

Wen Hui was handed a message, and quickly started making wontons.

Skillfully pick up the white skin, put the minced meat on it, pinch and press the whole thing together...

The boiling thick soup is overflowing in the pot, and the delicious smell of shrimp roe slowly wafts out.

Wenhui specifically asked Ah Fu to go to the one he bought last time when buying shrimp.

Afu was a little puzzled at the time.

"You tell him, I buy shrimps, I come here once a week, and I buy about dozens of packs each time. If it is cheaper, I will hand over the supply to you." Ah Fu is a rough man. He also only worked as a cook in a small restaurant in the fringe area of ​​the county. He had never seen a big market. Hearing what Lin Xiang said, he felt that there should be some truth, so he did it according to the instructions. .

Sure enough, the people who originally bought the shrimp disagreed with the cheap price, but after hearing these words, they were willing to lower the price.

If you buy twenty or thirty packs at a time, that's nearly a hundred cash.

Even if the other party was bluffing him, it was worth it if he only made a few pennies less this time.

With a smile on his face, Ah Fu bought all kinds of vegetables he needed and went back to the restaurant.

Lin Xiang naturally hooked the corners of his lips.

They don't have extra spare money now, so they have to save what they can.

After a while, a bowl of hot wontons came out of the pan.

Han Cui hurried out with a big bowl.

Wen Hui intentionally added a lot of soup to the bowl.

It's cold in winter, even if you really can't get enough of a bowl, those soups are still stomach-warming.

The guest was obviously very hungry. He looked down at the steaming clear soup, and couldn't help sucking his mouth.

He quickly scooped up the spoon, and began to send it to his mouth one by one——

Warm, the hot and fragrant soup flows down the throat into the lungs, with the aroma of shrimp, scoop up a small white and tender wonton in the bowl, and take a bite.

The strong meaty fragrance overflows the mouth, and it will never be forgotten after the first time you eat it.

The "huluhulu" man never put down his spoon after taking the first bite.

Although it is sparsely populated, it cannot resist the sound of eating——

The guest quickly finished a bowl and asked for another bowl in no time.

In the afternoon, some men came to this restaurant after work.

They are all repeat customers who ate here yesterday, obviously they think the taste is good.

Hancui reported the number, while Lin Xiang was in charge.

In a hurry, several large bowls of soup were brought to the dining table.

The guests were sweating on their foreheads and their mouths were full of oil.

In ancient times, common people didn’t often eat meaty meat. Although each bowl of wonton bought by Feng Ming’s restaurant is a bit more expensive, it’s good to eat one bowl and get another bowl for free. Think about it, a meat bun costs a penny. Money, not to mention a big bowl of hot and meaty wontons.

Soon, a large bowl of soup was eaten by the guests one after another.

Wiping her mouth, she put down four pennies and left in a chic manner.

……

One after another, some customers came to the restaurant. Although the business was not booming, fortunately, the customers kept coming.

When it was time to finish work, Feng Ming came back from the wind and frost outside, and asked how much money he bought with a happy face.

Lin Xiang pushed the jar used to store silver taels to Feng Ming, and said, "Not too many, exactly one hundred."

Feng Ming frowned at first when he heard the words, looking a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, it's only been a day since the business improved, how could he expect so much?His complexion improved a bit, he smiled, nodded and said: "It's done, you guys go back early today."

Hearing this, Lin Xiang looked at the restaurant where there were no customers, nodded, and cleaned up the restaurant together with Han Cui and the others.

But after a while, several people dispersed one after another.

Feng Ming disappeared early with a happy face.

Lin Xiang couldn't help sighing, this doesn't look like a shop owner at all.

I felt a little helpless, but I didn't care that much after all.

Because most of the ingredients in the restaurant were sold out today, and in the evening, Han Cui and Ah Fu made some noodles out of the soup and finished eating them, so there was nothing left.

On the way back, Lin Xiang stopped by and bought some hot, white and fat buns.

"Boss, give me ten—" Because Lin Xiang and Lin Yan had to eat tomorrow morning, they asked for a few more.

Naturally, he was an old acquaintance, and the boss couldn't help but smile when he saw Lin Xiang.

Skillfully picked and picked ten hot and fragrant steamed buns and wrapped them in paper bags.

Lin Xiang ran back to his home satisfied with a smile.

(End of this chapter)