The old woman's words made everyone around her full of curiosity. An old chef who specializes in selling sauces is now testing a little girl who is selling snacks for the first time. What will happen?
And this omelet rice that I have never eaten before, is it really as delicious as the little girl said? Twenty coins today, and thirty coins tomorrow, can buy two catties of meat. If it's not so delicious, everyone will overturn her stall, right?
However, the proprietress who opened the restaurant just now has tasted it and confirmed that the things she sells are really good. Therefore, even if the taste is not as good as expected, it should be unsatisfactory.
There was a lot of mischief in everyone's heart. Those who were hesitant at first stayed here, waiting to see the old lady's evaluation.
The old woman dipped a little of the sauce into her mouth with her fingertips. There are five sauces in front of me. As a qualified sauce master, of course you have to taste them one by one. After she finished tasting, she looked at Ling Mu'er with a deadpan expression, looking very serious.
Everyone looked at the old woman and waited for a long time before she spoke. Someone lost his temper and asked, "Auntie, how are you doing?"
The old woman said lightly: "The taste...is wonderful."
She paused deliberately, and at first she had a straight face. Everyone thought the taste was ordinary, and it didn't surprise the old lady. However, after talking about it, the old woman's face changed drastically, and she took out a hundred coins from her bosom, and said, "I want five copies, pack them up for me. Also, didn't you say that you need to pay more for adding more sauces? I think How much do you want to buy all your sauces?"
Of course Ling Muer knew the value of these sauces. She is not going to sell. Because what she wanted was not the money for the sauce.
Regarding the old woman's optimism, she was neither anxious nor dry, with a cold smile: "Sorry, the sauce is sold together with the omurice. I don't sell the sauce alone. To be honest, these sauces are enough to use a special secret method, which is passed down from the ancestors. The recipe. If it wasn’t for the injury of my parents and my elder brother’s illness, I would support the family alone, and I wouldn’t sell it.”
"This child is really suffering." The woman next to her looked at her sympathetically. "Since everyone says your pouch rice is delicious, let me take two too!"
"I want three copies." The people behind squeezed over. "Here's the money, keep it. Give it to me, I'm starving."
It was a stout fellow. He may have just done work and he reeks of sweat. When Ling Muer handed him the omelet rice, he devoured it hungrily.
"It's delicious, it's delicious. Ten more..." The man said, and took out two strings of copper coins. A string of one hundred texts, two strings is two hundred texts.
Ling Muer never refuses such guests. Although the smell on his body was a bit stinky, how could it be possible for a worker to have no smell? What he neither steals nor snatches is someone worthy of admiration.
"Do you like spicy food? You ate it up in a few mouthfuls just now, and I didn't have time to ask you." Ling Muer looked at the big man with a smile.
The beard on the face of the big man is also very rough. As soon as he appeared, the people around took a few steps back and held their noses in disgust.
As if he couldn't see it, the man smiled at Ling Muer and said, "It's spicy. Thank you, miss."
Ling Muer poured a large amount of seafood sauce on the man.
The man squatted beside him, eating big mouthfuls. In the blink of an eye, the ten servings of omelet rice entered his stomach. He patted his stomach and hiccupped.
"Delicious! I've eaten all over the world, but I've never eaten such delicious food." The man said with a satisfied face.
The person next to him showed a disgusted expression. It's really bragging to eat all over the world like this. Who does he think he is? Not a poor one.
"It's really delicious. How much is left? My brothers haven't tasted it. I bought them all and brought them back." The man greedily looked at the omelet rice in Ling Muer's pot.
Everyone was anxious when they heard this. This guy ate thirteen servings in one go, and there wasn't much left, so he wanted to take them all away? Then Dali smelled the fragrance for a long time, but they didn't catch anything?
"It's gone, it's gone, we're going to buy them all. Don't tell me you're queuing up, do you still want to grab them?" A woman said anxiously: "A big man, how dare you grab a woman's things? My baby is crying here Half a day. You have the nerve to bully the child."
"That's right! That's all that's left, and the price will increase tomorrow. You bought everything today, how can we buy it?" The person next to him reminded everyone of the fact that it will be more expensive tomorrow.
This time, everyone did not hesitate. They jumped in front of Ling Mu'er one by one, and rushed to say: "Girl, I want five..."
"I want ten..."
"I want two..."
Ling Muer was not in a hurry to sell. She looked at everyone in embarrassment: "Aunts, aunts, brothers, and sisters, you have also seen it, and there is only this left. In order for everyone to taste it, I decided to treat everyone equally, and everyone can only buy one. No more... only tomorrow."
"Ah...you girl, of course it's first come, first served." An old lady shouted: "Tomorrow will be 30 Wen."
"But, you came at the same time. No one can be said to come first." Ling Muer spread her hands. "Or, for the sake of fairness, let that elder brother take them all away. This way everyone won't have to be embarrassed. I can also go back earlier to take care of the injured parents."
"Don't, don't, don't... let's just have one!" Everyone didn't dare to have any more opinions. If we go on talking about it, that copy will be gone.
"Then everyone, just line up! Brother, you only come tomorrow. I'm really sorry." Ling Muer said to the big man next to him.
The man waved his hand openly, and said nonchalantly: "Tomorrow will be tomorrow! It's not expensive to charge an extra ten cents. Your meal is worth the price."
"Since there is no objection, everyone, let's line up!" Ling Muer said, picked up the stove, and turned in one direction. Then I added a little more firewood to prevent the rice inside from getting cold.
Everyone gasped. This girl's strength...isn't it great?
The man also had a shocked expression on his face. He swallowed, looked in the direction of the opposite house, facing a pair of condensed eyes.
He wanted to say to the man: Boss, so you like this style. What a heavy taste!
On the second floor of the opposite house, a man stood by the window, looking at the busy Ling Muer with soft eyes.
The rough men next to him looked at the man's expression, and then at the busy figure. Everyone looked at each other, looking like a ghost.
Lord Yan laughed?
Lord Yan smiled at a woman?
Could it be that the sun came out from the west today?
"Boss, is this girl really your adopted sister?" A man next to him laughed.
"Are you stupid? Now she is a adopted sister, and she will be a daughter-in-law in the future. That girl is too young, and she has to be raised again." Another person laughed.
"Haha, that's how it is." Everyone roared with laughter.
"Say one more word, and I'll make you all dumb and throw you to Baihualou." The man next to him gave them a sharp look.
Everyone's laughter stopped abruptly.
"Seriously, boss." A young man rubbed his nose and smiled obsequiously: "Well... can you let your righteous sister, our sister, give us a share of that meal? You can smell it from far away That delicious taste. The third brother ate thirteen servings in one go. He will be exhausted."
"One tael of silver for one piece." The man said lightly: "If you pay, it will be delivered to you."
"That... we are on our own, and we talk about money when we eat a meal? Boss, have you become so stingy now? It's really scary. My brave and invincible boss has stayed in this small place for several years, and he has become stingy. It's gone." The person next to him shouted dissatisfied.
Men ignore them. He looked in the opposite direction. I saw that there were no customers in front of the girl's booth, and she was also cleaning up the booth.
Today is a trial sale, Ling Muer didn't prepare tables and chairs. Because there are only fifty copies, and they are packed in bamboo buckets, so you can take them with you.
According to how hot it is today, she should be preparing tables, chairs and bowls and chopsticks tomorrow.
The stove that was prepared for her can be used to light a fire on the spot. Even if she wants to cook omurice on the spot here. Anyway, she said that no one can learn her omurice.
"Start here every day from now on. If someone makes trouble, you know what to do." The man didn't specify who he was staring at, but everyone around him understood what he meant.
Everyone was speechless.
The boss actually let them stare at a little village girl? They are people who do great things. Wasting time staring at this little village girl now? Boss, this move is too ruthless.
On the other side, Ling Muer cleaned up the stove. Just after finishing packing, the first woman who bought something came back, wiped her sweat and said, "Is there any more? I was hurrying, but I still didn't catch up. Girl, will it still be sold tomorrow? My son likes to eat it very much." This. I bought five servings just now, and he ate them all by himself."
Seeing the woman's anxious look, Ling Muer nodded shyly: "It's indeed sold out. I'll come back tomorrow. It's just that the price tomorrow is 30 Wen."
"I know this. You just said it. Your food is delicious, and this money is nothing. To tell you the truth, my son is too picky. But there is only such a single seedling in the family, and the whole family dotes on him. Usually he takes a long time to eat, but today he ate so briskly, the whole family is very happy."
"Then I'll leave you a copy tomorrow." Ling Muer complained as she looked at the woman with a smile. The woman complained, but her eyes were full of smiles. The biological mother is different.
The woman shook her head: "One serving is not enough. Prepare ten servings for me tomorrow."
"Okay. Then I'll do more tomorrow." Ling Muer said, "If Auntie has nothing else to do, I'll go home first."
"Go back!" The woman made way for Ling Muer.
At this time, Ling Qihai drove over with an ox cart. He rolled over and jumped down to help Ling Mu'er move things, and said enthusiastically: "Sister, just now a beggar said that your place is sold out, I still don't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true. Your business is really good .Do more tomorrow!"
"Beggar?" Ling Muer raised her eyebrows. "Why did a beggar notify you? Did you order it?"
"No! How dare I stare at you!" Ling Qihai said with a dry smile, "Sister, please don't get me wrong. I definitely didn't do it."
"Well, it's fine if it's not you, don't be nervous. As long as you don't provoke me and my family, I'm not that violent." Ling Muer said lightly.
Ling Qihai slandered in his heart: You are not violent like this? Then I can be called a saint.
