"Hmm!" Clearing his throat, Lin Qiuyun rolled the laptop he carried with him into a microphone, took a deep breath, and shouted at the pedestrians passing by:

"The best chef in Bocheng! The best food in Bocheng is open! It's delicious and not expensive! Come and buy it!"

"The best chef in Bocheng! The best food in Bocheng is open! It's delicious and not expensive! Come and buy it!"

"The best chef in Bocheng! The best food in Bocheng is open! It's delicious and not expensive! Come and buy it!"

The eyes of passers-by were immediately attracted by Lin Qiuyun's throat, but when they saw this small cooking stall and the young Shang Ren, most of them shook their heads and turned around and left, but a few people also came over.

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Bocheng people are delicious, and many newly opened hotels always attract people who want to try it out, but this kind of small roadside stir-frying stall is not within the scope.

Everyone knows that the cooking stalls on the roadside may not be difficult to eat, but the hygiene conditions are very poor. After all, everything is placed outside, and the wind and sun are exposed, and any dirty soil will fall on it. But Bocheng has money

After all, there are a few people, and there are many people at the bottom of society. Besides, as long as there is no problem with the ingredients, it will kill all the bacteria under the fire. After eating it, you won’t get sick. This is better than a bloody and advanced one.

Steak is much cleaner.

Therefore, although Tianchao food always has various quality problems, few people will have problems with eating cooked food. If there is a problem with eating, it is basically two kinds of dishes that cannot be eaten together, resulting in food

The cause of poisoning is not the food itself, so the Celestial Chronicle's eating habits are the healthiest in the world.

"Do you think he is the best chef in Bocheng?" A middle-aged man in his forties, with a big belly, drove by. He heard Lin Qiuyun's shouting and was attracted. He walked out of the car and stood in the small

asked in front of the stall.

Although Lin Qiuyun didn't know if Shangren was the best chef in Bocheng? But she knew that Shangren's rice was indeed delicious, the best she had ever eaten, and was more delicious than the restaurants she had visited before. She was confident

, you have confidence in speaking.

"That's right, uncle, don't look at my brother Ren, but his cooking skills are definitely top-notch. I'll give you a bottom line here. If you don't feel satisfied, we don't want a penny." Lin Qiuyun's words were loud and loud, and he made the most of the time.

The young man smiled.

Looking at the dishes in the glass cover, the bucket of sanitary oil placed next to it, and the water on the left hand of Shangren, the middle-aged man said, "That's OK! Give me a small stir-fried beef, and then a fried mutton onion,

I taste it on site, I will pay if it tastes good. Don’t blame me for being polite if it doesn’t taste good!”

The last sentence was so fierce that Lin Qiuyun's momentum became weaker and subconsciously glanced at Shang Ren.

Shangren smiled slightly: "Yes, if your uncle is not satisfied, don't have a penny, and you will give it for free."

"This is what you said! Everyone testifies!" the middle-aged man said to the people around him.

These people were also attracted by Lin Qiuyun's "advertising slogan". At this time, the middle-aged fat man was willing to be the first to stand out. They were so happy that they watched the fun and responded to the middle-aged fat man, and they testified for the middle-aged fat man.

"Brother Ren..." Lin Qiuyun didn't expect that things would turn out like this, and looked at Shangren nervously.

"It's okay." Shang Ren gave Lin Qiuyun a reassuring look and began to make these two dishes.

In the Tianchao, there is actually no real method of making any cuisine or recipe. The same dish, when placed in different places, will be improved by local chefs with local ingredients, such as the most common Sichuan cuisine - fish

Shredded pork is a recipe in Shu, but it is another recipe for placement elsewhere. Bocheng also has the dish of fish-flavored pork, but in this small county town, there is at least

There are seven or eight ways to make it, which shows that the ingredients and taste of the dishes prepared by each chef are different. However, Shangren has his own style and flavor in these two meat dishes ordered by the middle-aged fat man.

Fried beef, choose the best beef shank, slice it over high heat and stir-fry it over high heat, change color and set aside, then wash the wok with water, pour in the excess oil from the stir-fried beef, heat it, pour in and cut in advance

Good diced celery and green peppers, close up peppers.

Almost in an instant, a scent filled everyone's nose. The middle-aged fat man's eyes lit up and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva. The people around him also swallowed their saliva secretly. Although it has not been completed, at least he is now.

The taste is absolutely first-class, and these people are more looking forward to Shangren.

Shangren was not disturbed at all. He held the handle of the wok in his left hand and skillfully showed the extinction of the spoon on the fire. He held the frying spoon in his right hand, digging out some salt, chicken essence and other seasonings and pouring them into the pot. Then he fryed

Pour the beef into the pot and show off your skills again. After a while, put out the heat and add a little sesame oil before leaving the pot. The stir-fried beef will be successfully made.

"Qiuyun, plastic bag." Shang Ren shouted.

"Here!" Lin Qiuyun broke away from the plastic bag with joy on his face. Shangren poured the fried beef in. Lin Qiuyun then put the plastic bag in the plastic lunch box, took out a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed it to the middle-aged fat man: "Uncle, try it, try it, uncle, please try it.

Taste, it is guaranteed to be better than what you have eaten in any restaurant.”

"Yes." The middle-aged fat man took the chopsticks, broke them apart, picked them up with beef and celery, and sent them into his mouth to refuse.

Lin Qiuyun looked at him nervously, and the people around him were waiting with a look of watching the show.

The next moment, the middle-aged fat man opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Okay!"

Everyone was startled and asked one person: "Brother, is it delicious?"

"Yeah! OK!" The middle-aged fat man grabbed a few more chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, looking satisfied.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Qiuyun's heart returned to her stomach and giggled: "Uncle, I'll say it's delicious! Are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied." The middle-aged fat man nodded and exclaimed: "It is indeed amazing to make this delicious food with existing ingredients, but it's a pity..."

A big turning point suddenly appeared, attracting everyone's attention, and Lin Qiuyun suddenly became nervous: "Uncle, what a pity?"

"Haha, don't worry." The middle-aged fat man smiled and said, "It's a pity that the ingredients are not good enough. If it is replaced with the ingredients of baby agricultural products, the quality of this dish will be impeccable."

"Baby agricultural products!?" Everyone was surprised. Nowadays, few people in the Celestial Empire do not know about baby agricultural products, especially those in North China. Almost everyone knows it. Unfortunately, baby agricultural products are sold in limited quantities every day.

, I have almost digested it around North China City. If you want to buy baby agricultural products in other places, you must rely on your relationship or travel thousands of miles to buy them to have hope. Bocheng is more than 600 kilometers away from North China City.

It is another small county town, and baby agricultural products are not circulated here at all, so most people in North China have never eaten baby agricultural products.

The middle-aged fat man in front of him talked about baby agricultural products, have he eaten it?

"Yes." The middle-aged fat man nodded and said, "I went to North China to discuss business last month. My business partner invited me to a meal made from baby agricultural products. It tasted..." The middle-aged fat man showed his infinite face.

The intoxicated look was so in everyone's eyes that he wanted to press him to the ground and beat him up.

Let you be proud!

Feeling the murderous aura all over his body, the middle-aged fat man shivered and coughed dryly: "Baby agricultural products are really delicious. Even if they are just the simplest cooking skills, they can make a table of food comparable to a five-star hotel."

Turning his head and looking at Shangren who was making mutton with onions, the middle-aged fat man smiled: "The young man is really good at cooking, he is better than the chefs I have eaten in various restaurants in Bocheng. It would be great if he could use baby agricultural products to make a table of dishes.

.”

Shangren smiled faintly, and the mutton onion was also out of the pot: "You are trying this."

"Yeah." The middle-aged fat man tasted the fried mutton onion again, and he praised it all the time. The two dishes were 60 in total, and the middle-aged fat man took a photo of 100: "No need to look for it!"

"Thank you uncle!" Lin Qiuyun was very happy. He made back all the sweet and sour tenderloin he gave to Grandma Zhang before, and he still had five more dollars...

"Young man..." The middle-aged fat man raised his thumb and said, "I will treat a few friends to dinner in a few days. Can you come to my house to cook some specialty dishes? The price is easy to discuss."

"Oh?" Shangren asked, "When?"

"Next Monday, I'll treat my friends to dinner at noon. You can come here at 9 a.m.," said the middle-aged fat man.

"Noon..." Shang Ren thought for a while and shook his head: "Uncle, I'm so sorry, we'll have to set up a stall at noon."

"Don't rush to refuse." The middle-aged fat man said: "I asked my friend to get some precious agricultural products for me in North China. If you agree, you can use the precious agricultural products to make a table of delicious food at that time. This is something other chefs can grab.

If you can't get the opportunity, you can consider it again. Of course, I know your difficulties, so do this! You can cook for me for two or three hours, and I'll give you a thousand."

"One thousand!" Lin Qiuyun exclaimed, his eyes full of excitement: "Brother Ren..."

Shang Ren frowned, but could not resist the expectation in Lin Qiuyun's eyes, and nodded helplessly: "Okay!"

The middle-aged fat man smiled. After the monk Ren exchanged contact information, he drove away with two dishes.

At this moment, many people watching the fun knew about it. When they heard that the dishes cooked by Shangren were really delicious, some foodies couldn't help it.

"Young man, give me some Kung Pao chicken and another alfalfa meat."

"Give me some hairtail, and another sweet and sour gluten... By the way, I'll have another fried meat with garlic sprouts."

"I'll give cashew shrimp and then grab meat."

"I want……"

For a moment, the stall was very noisy, and the door before was a day. Every customer tasted it on the spot after stir-frying his own dishes. It was indeed delicious and generous. Lin Qiuyun was counting the money and smiled.

Looking at the name and price of the dishes recorded in the account book, my face was so cramped that I smiled.

Because it is a trial business today, there are not many ingredients prepared, and in just two hours, all the ingredients are sold out.

"Thank you for your support. Today's dishes are sold out. You want to eat them tomorrow at noon or evening. We have set up stalls here during these two periods. I'm sorry to let you wait. Thank you, thank you everyone." Shang Ren Chong

The few people who were waiting in line to see the dishes clasped their fists and bowed, apologizing and thanking. Although these people had some complaints, they could do nothing.

"When will you set up your stall tomorrow at noon?" asked a young man.

Shang Ren smiled and said, "At eleven o'clock noon, I will definitely set up a stall."

"Okay, I'll come at eleven o'clock tomorrow."

"Thank you for your support, I will definitely arrive."

After a series of thanks, the remaining customers quickly dispersed, and Shangren and Lin Qiuyun also began to close the stall and prepare to go home.

The first time I opened my stall, I sold out all the money, and it was a good start. On the way home, Lin Qiuyun laughed constantly, and was as happy as an oriole.

"Brother Ren, we have earned at least six or seven hundred today. It's only one night, and there are not many materials. If we add materials in the future, including noon, will we make 2,000 yuan a day in the future? Hehe, we won't have a month

Can you make 60,000 yuan? If it's a year... Brother Ren, pinch me." Lin Qiuyun kicked the tricycle and put her face in front of Shang Ren.

Shang Ren smiled slightly and pinched Lin Qiuyun's face: "Silly girl, I can still do it for so long if I dream! They are all true."
To be continued...