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Chapter 38 I left something behind

After two days of not going to the market to set up a stall, Hou Yongqing found that the market was extremely hot.

And all the street vendors with hot business are selling noodles.

To be honest, ever since it was revealed that flour is the raw material of milled wheat, she guessed that noodles would become the mainstream here.

What surprised Hou Yongqing was not that the noodles rose too quickly, but that these people not only made noodles into noodles, but also learned to cook vegetables since when. The dishes were almost the kind of pigweed picked from the mountains and fed to pigs, occasionally a little Roumozi.

Although the dishes were not as good as the ones she cooked in those two days, the people who came to the market flocked to them, and every noodle stall was overcrowded.

And the most popular one actually has dishes like spicy chicken diced.

Hou Yongqing was confused, how did these people know about chili peppers, and how did they learn how to make chili diced chicken?
Could it be that they are too smart to understand at a glance?
"Let's go! If you don't eat, don't stand here and delay our business, poor ghost, it's really bad luck!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a waiter came out of a restaurant not far ahead, and that man angrily drove away the common people who were standing at the door and kept looking in and still drooling.

When these plainly dressed people were driven away, they all sighed with sad faces.

"Hey, the waiter in this store has a bad attitude, why doesn't he even let him see it! It's really unreasonable that the business is still so good."

"Hey, it's nothing to have a bad attitude. Who makes someone's noodles cook well? Now all the dignitaries go to his house to eat. It's only been two days. I heard that they have earned hundreds of taels of silver..."

"Actually speaking, this shop is not kind. I heard that the girl who sold noodles on this street two days ago sold a bowl of meat noodles for yuan, and plain noodles for yuan.

But in this shop, a bowl of noodles with only a few meatballs sells for renminbi, and plain noodles sells for renminbi. I heard that they can sell thousands of bowls of noodles in a day, so you can earn a lot!
Poor us people can't even taste the early adopters! "

Several people walked over while talking, and Hou Yongqing happened to hear their voices.

She secretly calculated a sum, a bowl of plain noodles is fifty taels, a hundred bowls is five taels of silver, a thousand bowls is 50 taels of silver, two thousand bowls is 100 taels of silver, and three thousand bowls is 150 taels of silver. Restaurant, there should be more than bowls a day, right?
Having said that, these people spent a lot of money to let her grind wheat flour in a short period of time. If you dare to thank the shop for the money she earned in two days, no, maybe it will be earned back in half a day.

She worked so hard to grind wheat flour for them at home, but they used the time when they were not setting up stalls in the market to make black-hearted money?
It's just too nasty!
Hou Yongqing's chest heaved in anger.

Bailiyan followed her all the time, and naturally heard the conversation of the few people just now, and seeing the little girl's angry hair standing on end, she immediately decided to report the store to the government and ask him to close down.

But unexpectedly Hou Yongqing became so angry that he took out two fake beards from his bosom, stuck one on his face and the other on Bai Yan's face.

This fake beard has always been carried by the original owner. She used to be a bandit, so naturally she can't be seen by others when she does bad things.

She grinds wheat flour for people. Everyone here must know her. Only by putting on a beard can these people put down their guard against her.

She lowered her head to look at her attire. Fortunately, although she was a daughter, the clothes she wore were darker in color, her hair was messed up, and she put on a beard. She was no different from a man.

"Come on, let's go in!"

Hou Yongqing pulled him, which made Bailiyan very puzzled.

Is she going in to make trouble?

The two of them went in together and asked Xiao Er for two bowls of plain noodles for Wen. Seeing their clothes, Xiao Er asked them to find a place to sit first without enthusiasm.

This restaurant is quite large, it can accommodate more than 50 people at one time, and when they entered, there was almost no place to sit, but just as someone was leaving after eating, she quickly dragged Bai Yan over to occupy one.

Bailiyan looked at her and asked, "Are you hungry? How about I go back and cook for you? His noodles are definitely not as delicious as mine!"

"Then I have to try it too." Hou Yongqing replied while looking around at the customers in the shop.

Almost all of them are dignitaries here, and most of them wear unusual clothes. There are more than ten people eating together at a long table.

Because the business in the store is too hot, many people have no place to sit, so these people don't pay much attention to who they eat with.

Most of the people in the shop still eat meat noodles. If you have a strong taste, you can add an extra yuan for a small dish of chicken diced and spicy.

When Hou Yongqing saw the diced chicken chili, it was purely a few small pieces of meat in the chili, which was not even comparable to what she gave them for free at the beginning, so he couldn't help sighing repeatedly, feeling like he missed a hundred million.

She felt that she would make money, but she didn't expect anyone to be better than her.

Seeing her absent-mindedly looking around in this busy restaurant, Bailiyan couldn't help laughing as if she was trying to find fault, because the girl was out of balance.

It's just that it's not balanced. It doesn't seem like her style to come in and give money to the shopkeeper of this store, right?
Could it be that she wants to inquire about something?
The speed at the store was very fast, and within a short while, two bowls of plain noodles were served.

The waiter in the shop asked the two of them if they would like a plate of hot peppers, Hou Yongqing waved his hands again and again, and now the waiter was furious, and muttered a curse on the poor.

They were actually not far away, this poor ghost directly made the faces of the two of them livid.

Bailiyan wanted to get up and teach the waiter a lesson, but Hou Yongqing brought the bowl directly to him.

Seeing that she wanted to eat, Bailiyan was about to stop her immediately, but she didn't expect that the next second she spit out a mouthful of phlegm and put a bunch of hair in it. At the end, she turned the face over and watched It's like you haven't moved your chopsticks.

Bailiyan was dumbfounded. After this operation, she took the bowl of noodles in front of him again. This time she grabbed a large handful of coarse salt from her bosom, sprinkled it mercilessly, and Turned over with chopsticks.

After finishing all this, she immediately got up and called Xiaoer, "Just for your attitude, in the future, your store begged us not to go, these two bowls of noodles, give your pigs to eat!"

The sound was so loud that everyone in the store turned their heads to look at it. Even the people who had just entered looked at Hou Yongqing and the waiter inexplicably.

Xiao Er was just angry that it was not a good day to meet this kind of person, but when he saw that the two of them hadn't finished eating noodles, he was immediately happy, and greeted them with a smile, "It's good to go!"

This little episode didn't delay others from eating, as long as it didn't happen to them, they could be spectators and watch the excitement.

Hou Yongqing pulled Bailiyan out of the shop, Bailiyan raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Is this enough to relieve your anger?"

"No! Come back with me again!"

"doing what?"

"I shut them down!"

Bailiyan wondered again, could she close a shop by herself?

Going back with Hou Yongqing, when the little girl saw that it was them, she became impatient, "Why are you guys again, don't you want to eat, get away!"

"Sorry, I left my stuff with you! I'll come back and get it!"

Hou Yongqing pushed him away and walked in.

"What do you have, I'll tell you, don't make trouble..."

Xiao Er followed up and cursed, but at this moment, a person in the shop suddenly yelled, "Why is your noodles so salty, are you trying to salt me ​​to death?"

(End of this chapter)