After arranging everyone's work, Lin Xiaoman saw that the stove in front of the store and the stove in the backyard were not enough.

Anyway, the yard is not small, so I simply called two people and asked them to buy a few bricks, dig some loess, and build two new stoves in the backyard, so that Grandma Four could use one to make sour plum soup and one to boil water for chicken.

When the Jiugongge iron pot arrives, it will be placed in front of the store to sell spicy skewers, and the hot pot chicken will be moved to the backyard for frying.

Looking at it this way, the big iron pot in the store is just enough. If I bring the pot back home, I don’t have to cook in a small earthenware stove all the time.

Uncle Jiao, who sells steamed buns, saw people coming and going here and came over and asked: "Little shopkeeper, is your family hiring help?"

Lin Xiaoman smiled and said, "We are all uncles in the clan. Otherwise, how could we, my sister and my brother, be the only ones to run such a big stall? In the future, we will need my uncle's support."

Thinking of the hot pot chicken that he didn't eat yesterday and the half-pot of hot-boiled vegetables sent by Lin Xiaoman, Uncle Jiao swallowed his saliva and said, "I'm sure your family has more hands. Do you want to steam buns too? Then I'll do it later.

But you are selling steamed buns."

Lin Xiaoman thought for a moment and said: "I won't steam the steamed buns anymore. I want to discuss a business deal with uncle."

Uncle Jiao became interested, "You tell me, little shopkeeper."

"In our house, you can eat hot-boiled vegetables for ten cents, but some guests still have to spend money to buy steamed buns to eat. I just want to spend ten cents to eat vegetables and eat steamed buns at our house, no matter what.

Collect money, but I don’t want to steam these steamed buns. I just want my uncle to steam more steamed buns every day. Can I buy it with you?"

How could Uncle Jiao disagree, "Well, how much do you want? I'll prepare it right away. If you ask me to make more money, I can't let the little shopkeeper suffer. Is it okay to give away 20 of the 100 steamed buns?"

Lin Xiaoman is still very satisfied with this. Even if Uncle Jiao says not to give it away, she will still buy it. After all, steamed buns are cheaper than vegetables and are filling. No matter how big her appetite is, she can still eat steamed buns that cost five cents. In the end, she still earns more.

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The people in the store were busy killing chickens and washing vegetables. Lin Xiaoman went to pick up Lin Daqiang. When they arrived at the restaurant, Lin Daqiang and others had just arrived.

When Lin Daqiang came all the way with Lin Xiaoman, Lin Daqiang was worried, "Xiaoman, can anyone eat in this restaurant?"

Lin Xiaoman smiled mysteriously, "Uncle Daqiang, the smell of our hot pot chicken is so strong that customers can come to it if they smell the smell. Don't worry that no one will come to eat."

Lin Daqiang didn't know how strong the taste was when she said it, so he planned to stay and see if the store didn't make any money, and they couldn't steal food from the bowls of the two children in order to increase the family's income.

When he went outside the store, he moved the things in the car to the backyard and asked people to wash out the pots.

At this time, the chicken was slaughtered and chopped into pieces. The chicken blood was put into the pot to steam chicken blood tofu according to Lin Xiaoman's request.

Lin Xiaoman called the two cooks to the front and taught them how to fry chicken hot pot.

These two people are cousins, one is named Lin Yong and the other is named Lin Mao. According to seniority, Lin Xiaoman is called uncle.

Lin Yong and Lin Mao both worked as cooks in large restaurants, and their cooking skills were not bad. After listening to Lin Xiaoman's explanation, he understood it and quickly started cooking. However, he didn't expect the spicy taste to be so pungent.

I choked so much that I sneezed several times.

Fortunately, he avoided the big pot when he sneezed. This time Lin Daqiang saw how strong the smell Lin Xiaoman said was, so he watched for a while and almost choked out his nose and tears.

"Xiaoman, what are you doing? Why are you so choked?"

Lin Xiaoman said: "This is a stir-fry made with the peppers left by my parents. My mother also left a lot of recipes for making food. I will ask Uncle Daqiang to help us open more stores in the future."

Lin Daqiang understood clearly that Lin Xiaoman wanted to give money to the clan. Although he didn't know how much he could earn from these things, he wanted to taste them when he smelled them, let alone others.

Lin Xiaoman ran to the cloth store and bought some pieces of cloth, and asked the waiter to help cut it into a size that could cover the mouth and nose. When he came back, he gave one piece to everyone in the store. Firstly, it could avoid choking, and secondly, the diners could eat more.

More assured.

Many people who had eaten hot pot chicken yesterday came over because of the smell, but when they saw that it had just been fried, they knew that they would have to wait another hour if they wanted to eat it today.

Some people regretfully expressed that they would go shopping first, while others had already sat down at the table.

Lin Xiaoman looked at the table that was mostly full, and wanted to ask a few people to go to the carpenter's shop with her to buy some tables and stools.

The climate in the northern autumn is dry, and the white ash painted on the walls has dried. You can dine in the restaurant after scrubbing the floor.

Lin Daqiang took the initiative to take over the task, "Xiaoman, you just watch them working in the store, I will take someone with you. The money will be included in the cost."

After saying that, he called a few people to push his flatbed truck and left.

Lin Xiaoman asked him to buy two more chairs with backrests. Then Lin Erlai could sit in the chairs to collect money and settle accounts, and Grandma Fourth could sit in the chairs and sell sour plum soup.

Others in the store will prepare a few small benches, and it will be much easier for them to sit and work.

The fourth grandma was helping out in the backyard. When she came out, she wanted to tell Lin Xiaoman that she had to buy two more large tanks. Otherwise, she would be too busy to fetch water. She happened to see Lin Daqiang going to buy tables and stools, so she asked him to buy two more large tanks and bring wood.

Lid.

When Lin Daqiang brought people back to buy things, the table outside the house was full of people.

The chicken in the pot is cooked, and the vegetables and steamed buns are ready.

The fourth grandma stood in front of the can of sour plum soup, her face covered with a cloth, holding a ladle in one hand and a bowl in the other, tensing her body as if facing a powerful enemy.

Lin Daqiang quickly had the tables and chairs brought into the house and wiped them with a wet rag. As soon as they were wiped, many guests came into the house.

Lin Xiaoman gave a demonstration, and then let the people next to him take over the task of filling the pot with chicken.

Lin Erlai sat in the newly bought chair and counted and collected money, much faster than yesterday when Lin Xiaoman and Lin Erhu were alone.

The fourth grandma was sitting in a chair serving sour plum soup to people. Everyone who had tasted it said it was sour and sweet. How much sugar did you put in it?

After a while, all the bowls bought on the way were used, and some people who didn't get a seat also drank two bowls of sour plum soup to appetize.

The dishwasher in the backyard simply moved the two large dishwashing basins to the front. When they were used here, they quickly washed them out for the next guest.

The fourth grandma’s eyes were so happy that she was smiling to the point of slits. If her face had not been covered with a cloth scarf, I would have been able to see the few missing teeth in her mouth.

Lin Xiaoman looked at it for a while and saw that there was no problem. He put his own basket of balm and cream on his back and went to Fengji Rouge Shop.

Shopkeeper Feng was explaining how to use clam oil in the shop. When he saw Lin Xiaoman come in, he hurriedly greeted him, "Here comes the shopkeeper? You sit down for a while, and I'll come and talk to you after I've greeted the customers. Man, put some incense on the shopkeeper."

Tea."

Lin Xiaoman nodded and smiled at him, and followed the waiter to the tables and chairs next to him.

The waiter quickly served a pot of tea, and Lin Xiaoman drank it well. It was worse than the Biluochun her mother loved to drink, but it was much better than the tea sold in the tea shed.

Shopkeeper Feng quickly came over after greeting the guests, and poured himself a bowl of tea to soothe his throat, "Little shopkeeper, is the clam oil in stock?"
Chapter completed!