"Then there will be a stall selling this tonight...what is this called?"
“Secret sauce pancake!”
"Yes! Do we want to sell Jiang Xiang Pancake?"
"I'm afraid it won't work today." Xu Yin pointed to the flour bag, "There's not much flour left. If we add soybean-flavored pancakes for the night stall tonight, there won't be enough for the stall tomorrow morning."
"..."
"Now let your dad go to the grain station and carry a bag back!"
Xu Wuyi said nothing: "Okay, okay, I'll buy it now."
Originally, everyone would catch up on their sleep at this point, get up, make lunch, and prepare the ingredients for the night stall after eating. But now everyone is in good spirits. Even if they go to bed, they can't fall asleep. It's hard to prepare the ingredients for the night stall.
It was still early, it was such a hot day, and there was no refrigerator. The gain would outweigh the loss if it went rancid, so I asked Xu Yin to learn how to make sauce-flavored pancakes.
Xu Yin thought about it. If she made it, she could use it as lunch. If she made too much, she would give one point to her neighbors and use it as publicity, so she started teaching on the spot.
Not only were the Ma Chunfang siblings full of energy, Xu Xiao, a child, was also gathered around the dining table, watching Xu Yin kneading and rolling out the dough, with admiration written in her bright black eyes:
"Sister, why do you knead the dough so easily and your arms don't hurt? Uncle kneaded the dough with great effort, but it still hurts here and there."
Ma Jianbing expressed that he had been shot in the knee: "I am a novice! I just learned this! In a few days, I can be like your sister."
"Yeah?"
"..."
Ma Jianbing was aroused and wanted to win: "If you don't believe it, just wait and see!"
After that, he snatched the dough from Xu Yin's hand: "Yin Yin, I'll do it, and leave all the dough kneading work to me from now on! I don't believe you can make a dough!"
Xu Yin glanced at her younger brother and saw that the little guy's eyes were full of snickering.
What a guy! He knows how to use provocation at such a young age.
But it suits her perfectly.
Q: How to get rid of gambling addiction as quickly as possible?
Answer: Work your muscles and bones!
The gamblers are so busy that they have no time to think about gambling, and they gradually stop thinking about it.
"Bingzi, didn't you say your arms are sore? Why don't you give me a massage, or wait until your brother-in-law comes back and let him do it?" Ma Chunfang, a brother-supporting devil, couldn't see how hard his brother was working.
Fortunately, Ma Jianbing's desire to win hasn't subsided yet. He took a towel and wiped off his sweat and continued to knead the dough: "No, I'm much better. The medicinal oil Yinyin gave me is quite effective."
Xu Yin took advantage of the situation and said: "Mom, just let your uncle knead it. Great dim sum chefs all started by kneading dough. In the future, he will open his own cake stall. What if he doesn't learn how to make the cake stall bigger and stronger?
What if you leave everything to others, and then go out and do it alone after others learn it? You are not helping, you are cheating my uncle."
"Yes! Sister, don't cheat me! I want to learn the techniques of kneading dough and making cakes! I want customers to line up in a long line to buy the cakes I make!"
Xu Xiao cheered and shouted: "Uncle, come on! You can definitely do it!"
"Definitely! I want to become the king of cakes that dominates ten streets! Sister, please don't hold me back!"
Ma Chunfang: "..."
He was kind enough to help, but he became a bad guy who held his younger brother back?
He said angrily: "Okay, okay, then rub it yourself, don't complain about being tired."
From then on, Ma Jianbing gave himself the nickname "Cake King".
The scene where Xu Xiao admires him the most:
"Uncle King of Cake, it's time to roll out the dough."
"Uncle King of Pancakes, this frying pan is not very heavy. Can you carry it?"
"Uncle King of Pancakes, the stove for making soybean-flavored pancakes also needs to be moved to a tricycle."
"Uncle King of Cake,..."
"Let me go!"
Before going out to the stall in the evening, Ma Jianbing not only kneaded all the dough needed for the night stall, but also helped to pick up the big frying pan for pancakes and carry the stove. He was very tired.
But who asked him to do this work himself? He had to finish it with tears in his eyes.
It was approaching closing time for major factories, and the Xu family set out on time.
As usual, Xu Yin helped her parents deliver the stove to the stall, and then drove her uncle and younger brother to the entrance of the textile factory.
The large double-sided frying pan specially made for Jiangxiang Pancakes was only customized for one pan, and it required strength to use it, so I took it to the textile factory, and my parents continued to sell sesame pancakes here as usual.
An item was added to the cardboard price list:
Secret sauce pancake: 1 yuan/jin.
This price seems a bit expensive in Ma Jianbing's opinion. Flour only costs 50 cents per pound. One pound of flour can make two pounds of cakes, but the cakes cost one piece per pound?
However, my niece said that we should not just count the cost of flour, because it is not the flour that is expensive, but the sauce.
Her sauce is not the cheapest doubanjiang on the market. It is made from high-quality bean paste, sweet noodle sauce, and hoisin sauce. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Selling one piece at a unit price is already a reasonable price.
It’s not that Ma Jianbing thinks he’s making too much money, but he’s worried that he won’t be able to sell it. Others don’t know that they use good sauce, so when they see it’s so expensive, they won’t buy it. Isn’t his hard work in vain?
"No." After Xu Yin fried the sauce-flavored pancakes, she took out a small scale, wiped it clean and put it on the table, and said firmly, "I will let Xiaoxiao bring a plate of cut pancakes for the customers to try later.
, I will definitely buy it after trying it!”
"Ah? Are you eating it for free?" Ma Jianbing even felt that the sauce-flavored pancake business was a little difficult to do. "Aren't you afraid that they will leave after eating and eat for free without spending any money?"
"Don't worry, uncle."
At this time, the bell of the textile factory rang, and the workers came out of the factory one after another.
"Look! The shaobing stall from the morning is still there!"
"Ah, it's great! I've been reading about it all day! This biscuit is so delicious! I'll buy two for dinner!"
"Is it really so delicious? Then I'll buy one and try it too."
"Huh? Why is there an extra kind of cake? What kind of cake is Jiangxiang cake?"
"One dollar per catty, why is this cake so expensive?"
Xu Xiao held a plate of freshly baked Maotai-flavored pancakes cut into small pieces. Using the method taught to him by his sister, he poked a piece with a bamboo skewer and handed it to the customer at the front: "Delicious Maotai-flavored pancakes, try them first."
I’ll buy it later! If it’s not delicious, don’t pay for it!”
"Hey! Little brother, you are so good at shouting! This cake is a Jiangxiang cake? It smells really good! Is it really free to taste?"
"Yes! It's free! Each person can try one piece. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to buy it!"
"I'll try it!"
"I'll try it too!"
"Oh, don't squeeze! I haven't tasted it yet!"
Needless to say, after tasting it, I felt that this pancake was amazing. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The surface was brushed with a spicy and delicious sauce. The inside was layered like a thousand-layer pancake, with green scallions sandwiched between it. Take a bite.
The crispy skin, soft and waxy inside, and rich taste instantly captured everyone's taste buds.
"I weigh a pound!"
"I weigh a pound too!"
"I want half a catty!"
"..."
Xu's cake stall was instantly crowded with female workers buying cakes.
Ma Jianbing was stunned for a few seconds, then he immediately continued to fry the next pot with a wide smile on his face.
Customers who buy soybean-flavored pancakes will also take one or two sesame pancakes with them, saying they are for their families to try, and asking them if they will come tomorrow. If they come, they will not have breakfast at home and come to them to buy freshly baked pancakes.
Eat the sauce-flavored pancakes.
"Come come, come as long as it doesn't rain!"
"You can come even if it rains! Just put up an awning!"
"..."
How come you guys who buy cakes are more pretentious than those who sell cakes?