Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 34 Killing the Black Cat 3
The two went to Shi Quan Shi Mei, and when they entered the door, Song Chengxun happened to be in the store. Seeing Cheng Huan coming in, he hurriedly greeted Cheng Huan to send the fish to the kitchen, then called Cheng Huan to sit down, and asked someone to bring snacks over , "Come here so early, didn't you have breakfast?!"

"Uncle Song, we've already eaten! You're welcome." Ever since Song Fanhua told Song Chengxun about this relationship, Song Chengxun asked Cheng Huan to call him that, and Cheng Huan naturally agreed. It is familiar.

"Sister Cheng Jia, sister Cheng Huan, you're here!" Song Fanhua's voice came from upstairs, Song Chengxun turned to look at the stairs, and said with a smile, "Just as I was about to tell them you were here, you came down!"

Song Fanhua smiled slightly, "Uncle, don't make fun of me, it makes people laugh!"

"Okay, if you young people can talk together, I'll go first. Help Uncle Fanhua greet them well." Speaking of Song Chengxun smiling and going to the kitchen, Cheng Huan stood up and called him back: "Uncle, Huaner I have something to discuss with you, so please stop by!"

As far as she knows, there are quite a few people who eat crispy fish these days, and they are ordered early every day. Song Chengxun also urged her several times, hoping to send more of them every day, but Cheng Huan couldn't do it, Song Chengxun insisted. The uncle sold it expensively and earned a lot of money, but he was anxious to sell more if he didn't say anything.

Thinking of the newly researched rice noodles yesterday, Cheng Huan decided to give it a try.

Seeing Cheng Huan said that he had something to discuss, Song Chengxun's eyes lit up immediately, and hurried over to say hello, "Young girl, feel free to say something, but what's the problem?"

He was smart enough not to ask about business matters and expressed his friendliness, but he was looking forward to Cheng Huan talking about fish in his heart.

But how did he know that the fish pond can still be implemented now, and the rationing of her raw materials is still a mystery, Cheng Huan naturally refuses to sell in large quantities, and everyone will know by then, the price of raw materials will definitely increase, what she earns, she can do it with 30 taels of silver Hey skin, impossible!
"Uncle, I didn't encounter any difficulties. It's just that I made some food with my family yesterday. I want to show it to uncle. Is there a market?!" Cheng Huan smiled and looked at Cheng Jia, who immediately put the rice noodles in the food box And the ready-made broth rice noodles came out.

Hearing that there was something new, Song Chengxun was very curious and got up to look in the food box. He saw that it was vermicelli, and the other bowl was oily vermicelli soup. It's milky white.

"What did you use to make these vermicelli?!" Song Chengxun pointed at the rice noodles.

"Uncle, it's not vermicelli. I named it rice noodles. It's made of rice. Uncle tastes it and knows that this rice noodle is different from ordinary vermicelli and noodles!"

This rice noodle was made when she went out. Although it is definitely not as delicious as it was at the beginning, it must be much stronger than the noodles.
Cheng Jia brought out the bowl, Song Chengxun caught it immediately, and took a look at it. There were a few coriander leaves floating on the top of the bowl, and below was the rice noodles that Cheng Huan said. From the top, they were coiled one by one at the bottom of the bowl. It's like a thin rope tied by a woman.

Song Chengxun understood that if it were ordinary noodles, he would have softened into a bowl at this moment. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up one and it didn't break, put it into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

"Last night we each ate a bowl of just out of the pot. The family members thought it was very good. The eldest brother also said that it was cooked quickly and evenly, and it could not be boiled. What about the characteristics! What do you think, uncle?" Cheng Huan said the advantages, and looked at Song Chengxun with a smile.

Song Chengxun smacked his mouth. Although the taste is not as good as Cheng Huan said, it has been cooled. He couldn't imagine what it was like when it was just out of the pot. He looked at Cheng Huan and said: "Girl, maybe Make a new bowl for Uncle?!"

"Of course!" Cheng Huan nodded in agreement, and Song Chengxun immediately recruited a waiter to help Cheng Huan. After a while, a bowl of rice noodles came out of the pot, and it was really cooked quickly.

The hot rice noodle was steaming and fragrant, and Song Chengxun took a deep breath. It was really refreshing and smooth, and the soup was indeed not cloudy, and the taste was surprisingly good.

(End of this chapter)