Where is the joy

After the picky family left, tourists soon moved in.I have to say that this place is really a treasure land. There are flowers in spring, moon in autumn, cool wind in summer and snow in winter. The feeling of the four seasons is very distinct and strong.After the Dragon Boat Festival, when the dog days are the hottest, the small town covered with ivy on the wall is green and there are no fewer tourists.

For the convenience of tourists who sometimes want to have a meal with a partner in the store, I set up a small blackboard and wrote the names of a few common dishes to give them more choices.In recent years, there have been more and more foreigners. I have been thinking about changing the menu written on the small blackboard in the store to Chinese and English. The name also needs to be changed. I have to redesign the design to look professional. , but also a very high-end look.Form is very important, and I have a deep understanding of this.

A few days ago, a tenant stayed with me for a few days. She said she was a rich second generation, but she didn't love money at all, and just wanted to be a woman enjoying freedom.I am particularly envious of this, mainly because I envy the first half of the sentence, rich second generation!For people without love, money is really a good thing. When you are happy, it is the icing on the cake, turning into coffee, wine, beauties, and handsome guys spinning and jumping to cheer you up; Baked chicken, cod in Alaska, monkeys in Meili Snow Mountain, make you happy!

The rich second generation always puts their chin to the small blackboard when it’s time for meals, thinking in pain, “Why are they all eggplants and beans, are there any more high-end dishes? These people don’t want to eat them !"

I saw that she was really conflicted, so I kindly recommended two dishes to her, "How about I cook two French dishes tonight, slightly fried cabbage with pearl garlic and slightly sweet French cabbage soup, what do you think?"

The rich second generation only clapped their hands excitedly, "Okay, I like French food the most."

When the dishes were ready and served, she looked at me incredulously, "Is this really French food?"

"Yes!" I said with certainty.

Then she happily took pictures first, and then finished the fried Chinese cabbage and cabbage soup.

You see, it’s different to have a foreign name. I can take the opportunity to double the price of Chinese cabbage and Chinese cabbage. Who let people have a French name!

There are also a few bosses with loud voices who moved in today. They have not left the room since they came in, and they have been fighting landlords in the room.

One of them thought the chrysanthemum tea I provided for free was not up to standard, and asked me if there was any better one?

I have to say, yes, yes, I also have top-quality pure natural black tea hand-picked by country girls. The original price is 980 yuan. Today, I will hold an event for 380 yuan. If you are destined to be with the boss, I will give you a discount. I will charge you 180 yuan A pot of dollars for it!

The boss was very happy, ordered two pots, and went back to his room to play cards.

The few young people around had expressions on their faces, Madam Boss, why don't you joke like this, and everyone read less.

There is no way, in the final analysis, the names of the dishes on my small blackboard are not tall enough, and the prices have risen, and the prices have to be remarked.

It's kind of weird these days, isn't it?The more expensive something, the better it sells!

I guessed that the people of the country have been miserably cheated by fake products, so I thought that you get what you pay for, cheap ones are not good, and expensive ones are not bad.

Generally speaking, it is correct, but Grandpa Mao is right, and specific issues need to be analyzed in detail.

There is a village called Changshou under this town. The old people living there live a very long life. Almost every family has people over 70 years old. Some grandchildren are in their [-]s and [-]s. According to Xu Qing, it may be better than the water quality in the village. Therefore, tourism was also developed, and it was planned to be included in the tourism circle of the ancient town.

The Changshou Village only sells two things, one is well water and the other is dried tofu.It is said to be miraculous, even more miraculous than the water in the Daughter Country. The water in the Daughter Country is for men to drink to get pregnant. Drinking the water here will prolong their life and make them live gods.I am very envious of this kind of no-cost business, and I wish I could build a well myself.

Uh, that's getting too far... When it comes to getting rich, my mind is very active.

Originally, the price of dried tofu in Changshou Village was only ten yuan a catty, but now it has increased by at least five times. Luoluo has a distant cousin who lives in that village. But they all shook their heads and refused to buy, privately discussing that what he sold was fake.

The uncle was so angry that he marked the price at 100 yuan a catty.To his surprise, it was quickly sold out and became a well-known tofu shop. The threshold was almost broken, and my cousin was too busy. Even Luo Luo's grandfather was invited by his family to make tofu from time to time.

Her cousin is quite honest, at least he grinds the tofu he makes by himself.Those who are dishonest, it’s hard to say, the dried tofu bought from other villages, even the dried tofu on Taobao, they dare to sell it to you for 100 yuan a catty as handmade dried tofu from Changshou Village.

Prices go up like this, and quality goes down like this.

Who is to blame?I really can't tell.

When Luoluo heard that I was going to change the menu, she quickly volunteered to introduce herself. She said that she was learning English recently and asked me to give her a chance to practice.It's nothing important, so I'll leave it to her.

After that, two or three foreigners came, a couple, and a middle-aged man who came to climb the mountain. The price had been negotiated, but when I lowered my head to register, they suddenly changed their minds and wanted to leave.Since I can't keep it, I can't buy or sell it by force, but I still looked at me well, and then ran away like I hit a ghost.

I turned around in doubt and saw the small blackboard behind me...

Almost mad!

When Xu Qing came back to the store, I was beating Luo Luo in the yard. Xu Qing put down his bag and stopped me, "Speak up if you have something to say, little girl, how can you do it!"

Luo Luo hid behind Xu Qing, "Yes, yes, sister, there are not many good employees like me!"

I raised the feather duster and drew it over, "Look at the name of the dish you wrote, my old lady's signboard will be smashed by you! Just now someone took a photo, congratulations, if you are lucky, you will be popular all over the world It's online!"

Luo Luo yelled, "I really wrote it seriously. I returned my phone to Baidu!"

I want to smoke her again, and return Baidu, Baidu can also cure incurable diseases!

Xu Qing stopped me and asked what was going on, and I pointed to the small blackboard to show her.

"What is this "The Peasant Family Flesh"?" Xu Qing asked.

Luo Luo quickly replied, "It's farm fried pork!"

I saw the corners of Xu Qing's mouth twitch obviously, "Then what is this "F**kTheDuck"?"

"It's just fucking the duck!"

Xu Qing didn't hold back now, just laughed out loud, "Well, I guess this "Red Burned Lion Head" should be braised lion head, and this "Old and Dry Mother Flesh", let me think about it, old, dry, mother, meat, old dry Mom fried meat?"

Luo Luo nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, let me say it's easy to understand!"

Xu Qing held onto the corner of the table. I think if she didn't, she would laugh on the floor, "I really can't guess this "SticksKillPig". What kind of dish is it?"

"This dish is stir-fried pork with bean sprouts. I gave it a new name, hehe, it's called Luan stick beat Zhu Bajie to death!"

Xu Qing and I looked at each other and waved at me, "Well, I won't stop you!"

Luoluo's screams like killing a pig sounded in the yard!

What to eat tonight, oh, beat the waiter to death with a stick!