V1.Chapter 117 (1/2)

Cappuccino is not popular yet.

After Xia Xiaolan realized this, not only Aunt Huang felt strange, but also the merchants didn't have a shop specializing in covering and watering rice.

In order to clean up Zhang Cui's family, Xia Xiaolan also fought hard. Her own cooking is average, but she is ”well-informed”. Where in the country has she never eaten fast food? She didn't set up a stall in the morning. She ran to the vegetable market early to buy a pile of raw materials and asked Li Fengmei to come for lunch.

I went home to wash and cut, and cooked a big pot of rice.

The knife worker is average. She can cut the carrots evenly in a hurry. She burns mutton with onions and carrots.

Stewed beef with potatoes, and braised pig feet with soybeans, which Xia Xiaolan likes.

The smell of spices and meat mixed together, and the fragrance floated over the wall, attracting the greedy insects of the neighbors.

The food at grandma Yu's house is also very good!

Can street sweepers and self-employed people eat so well?

Li Fengmei felt fragrant when she came to the door. Aunt Huang listened to the address all the way and found Yu's home. She was shocked by the smell.

”Elder sister, are you Xiaolan's guest?”

Li Fengmei was talking to Aunt Huang when the bell rang, and Liu Fen finished work in the morning.

Aunt Huang has seen Liu Fen, so this is Xia Xiaolan's house. The three entered the door together. Xia Xiaolan was already ready. She put the rice in a small bowl, pressed the porcelain solid, then buckled it on the plate, and sprinkled some black sesame seeds on the rice ball. Her appearance immediately improved.

”Sit down and have a taste.”

A plate, a ball of rice, a spoon, and then scoop the cooked food ”cover and pour” on the rice. All three people moved their forefingers.

This is just pouring vegetables on rice.

Anyone who doesn't have leftovers at home has eaten like this. You can fool a meal with vegetable soup mixed with rice. But if you don't eat good food, you have to pour it on rice. Aunt Huang doesn't understand this way of eating.

Can you make money?

She was skeptical and took a spoon like Xia Xiaolan and sent the rice soaked in soup to her mouth. The smell of spices and mutton. After one bite, I couldn't help taking a second bite. I soon finished a plate of rice. The plate was clean, and the last soup was mixed into the rice, which was not wasted at all.

Xia Xiaolan asked Aunt Huang to taste something else.

Everyone ate a lot, whether it was carrot roast mutton, potato beef, soybean and pig's feet.

Aunt Huang seemed to understand something, but she couldn't organize her words into a sentence, and Xia Xiaolan didn't sell off.

”This dish of rice with rice and vegetables is sold for 50 cents. Does anyone eat it?”

Aunt Huang first nodded and shook her head, ”of course some people eat, but how much is a kilo of mutton and beef? It's not a loss to sell 50 cents...”

The word ”death” revolved in her mouth. Aunt Huang suddenly thought that she had finished the meal with soup just now. In fact, there were few pieces of meat at all. Where did the feeling of satiety come from?

With only a few pieces of meat, you won't lose a plate for a few cents.

Seeing that Aunt Huang understood a little, Xia Xiaolan said directly: ”in addition to these stewed dishes, fried dishes can also be used to make covered rice. Covered rice can be used, and covered noodles can also be used. One practice has a variety of tastes.”

Xia Xiaolan said, and Aunt Huang nodded.

Even Li Fengmei and Liu Fen were fascinated. It doesn't sound difficult to open a snack bar. Why should such a business be handed over to outsiders and left to their own people?

Xia Xiaolan also planned this at the beginning.

Now she thinks the snack bar is too tired. She doesn't like this business. She's just looking for something for Zhang Cui's shop. I trained Aunt Huang for two hours, and the latter was full of confidence when he left.

”Aunt, I must thank you for opening this shop!”