"Okay," He Ao responded. While opening the cabinet quickly, he looked up at the person who came. It was a familiar face. It was the man who passed him by at the police station today. He didn't have much time.
Instead, he asked softly, "Handsome, do you want a big bowl or a small bowl, sweet, sour and spicy?"
"How do you calculate it?"
The man glanced at He Ao, but his eyes did not stay on He Ao, but looked into the depths of the night.
"Eight yuan for a large bowl, six yuan for a small bowl, and sweet, sour, and spicy dishes for the same price."
He Ao lowered his head and answered slowly.
"Have a big bowl of sweet and sour food and eat it here."
The man said casually, and then walked towards the small folding table set up aside.
There are not many folding tables, there are five or six of them. There are a few small cylindrical plastic stools scattered around the folding tables. Some young people are eating cold noodles and talking and laughing around the tables. This is a nearby industry.
Night shift workers in the district.
The night shift starts at 11:30, and usually they will come here to have something to eat before 11 o'clock.
These young people looked up at the man, looked at his clothes with some curiosity, then lowered their heads and continued chatting.
He Ao took out a stainless steel ladle with a wide mouth, held the handle of the ladle with one hand, picked up a large piece of cold noodles with chopsticks and dropped it into the ladle with the other hand, and then quickly added salt, MSG, chicken essence, sugar, light soy sauce, and vinegar.
The key to the taste of sweet and sour lies in the degree of sweetness and sourness. If it is too sour, it will affect the taste. If it is not sour enough, it will not stimulate appetite. Sugar can neutralize the sourness of vinegar. It will be sour first and then sweet, giving you a feeling of bitterness followed by sweetness.
It is both delicious and increases appetite.
Generally, spicy food is not used in sweet and sour flavors, but He Ao likes to add very little spicy food. The combined aroma and spiciness brought by the spicy food and minced garlic can stimulate the taste buds and relieve the coldness in the body at night, but it cannot be added.
Too much, a little too much, will overwhelm the main dish and cover up the sweet and sour flavor.
After pouring in the seasonings, He Ao stirred the cold noodles quickly and even flipped a spoon in the air, causing the cold noodles to fly out along the inner wall of the water ladle and flipped 180 degrees in the air.
A key factor that affects the taste of cold noodles is whether they can be mixed evenly.
Anyone who has eaten noodles knows that whether the noodles, especially dry noodles, can evenly stick the ingredients to each noodle determines whether your bowl of noodles is sweet and delicious, or salty and bland.
When every noodle was evenly coated with bright red oil, He Ao stopped, opened the side dish box, and added cooked kelp strips, blanched fresh bean sprouts, chopped green onions, and fried
Crispy soybeans.
The moment these side dishes and chopped green onions fell into the ladle, they were quickly stirred into the noodles.
However, the stirring this time was not as intense as the last time because bean sprouts were mixed into the noodles.
Some people like to put shredded cucumber in cold noodles. The function of shredded cucumber is to make it refreshing and crispy, and relieve greasiness.
But He Ao prefers bean sprouts. Bean sprouts are equally refreshing and crispy, but they are not as hard as cucumber shreds. They are hard on the outside and soft on the inside, and juices flow out when you take a bite.
The boiling water used by Heao to blanch the bean sprouts is boiled with lemon slices. Lemon not only relieves greasiness, but also has a unique slightly acidic taste that is different from vinegar.
The bean sprouts processed in this way are mixed into the noodles and put into the mouth. When the teeth bite down, the soft and chewy noodles, the crispy and delicious bean sprouts, the sweetness of sweet and sour, and the slightly sourness of lemon are mixed together and linger on the tongue.
Under the stirring, under the collision of teeth, it is like a young first love, shy and lovely, but even if you want to refuse, you welcome it.
It's unforgettable.
Of course, bean sprouts are not without their disadvantages. Bean sprouts are very easy to spoil after being blanched, so if you can't sell them all, you have to throw them away, and they are very troublesome to handle, so now fewer and fewer people use them.
After this series of dizzying operations, only two or three minutes had actually passed. He Ao took out a small paper bowl, packed the cold noodles, inserted disposable chopsticks, and put it on the small table in front of the man.
"Boss, your business is good."
The man hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked stiffly.
"Well, it's not bad." He Ao didn't know what he wanted to say, so he handed the payment code to the man, "Eight yuan."
"It looks like it's very hard for you," the man took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay. He seemed not used to doing this kind of work, and his tone was awkward and stiff, "and you sell it so cheaply, so your income is not high..."
"
"Eight yuan has been received."
A voice announcement came from the mobile phone.
"You are still in school, I have a part-time job here..." the man continued. As the topic continued, he seemed to have found a little confidence, and was about to continue to show off, but was interrupted by He Ao's voice.
"It's really not that high. I work as a stall for 30 days a month and can sell 70 to 80 bowls every night. I can earn 600 to 700 yuan a day, which is only 18,900 yuan a month, less than 20,000 yuan. Then
We have to eliminate various costs, and there won’t be much money left. All we have earned is hard-earned money..."
As He Ao was talking, he suddenly realized that the air seemed to have become quiet. He looked at the man in front of him, and he didn't know when the man had started eating noodles silently. It seemed that it was when he mentioned 'twenty thousand a month'.
He thought for a while and continued to ask,
"Um, handsome guy, you just said you have a part-time job..."
"No, it's nothing." The man waved his hand quickly, "That job is not suitable for you."
"oh."
He Ao returned to the stall a little strangely, but they didn't want to say anything, and it was hard for him to ask. Moreover, his long-term experience in finding part-time jobs told him that if strangers came up and said, 'I have a part-time job,' they would be either a rogue agency or a liar.
.
When He Ao was in high school, he was deceived by scammers, who said he had a "high and stable salary," "you can do it at home," and "a monthly income of tens of thousands," but if you wanted to do it, you had to pay a deposit of 399.
He Ao handed over, and then there was nothing more.
He ate cold steamed buns for a month that month.
There are many good people and many bad people in this world.
He Ao sat on the small stool in front of the stall, looking at [Martial Arts: Leading Qi into the Body (F Level)] on the character panel, and began to replay in his mind the "Introduction to the Thirty-Day Sword Immortal" he had seen in the dungeon world.
》books.
That book may have elements of bragging and won't make it a god, but judging from the systematic annotation, it seems to belong to something like "martial arts".
After all, the word "martial arts" after the word "introduction of qi into the body" means "introducing qi into the body". He Ao felt that the "qi" he generated using Zhu Guo's energy was the "qi" used to introduce qi into the body.
But when it comes to introducing qi into his body, his body is now as empty as a rice vat that can starve a mouse to death. Let alone "qi", there is not even a bit of energy.
I wonder if there is any way to generate that energy? Is there any method in that little book that can generate energy naturally?
Just when He Ao began to study the contents of those small books in his memory that could only be barely understood with pictures and words that were like heavenly scriptures.
The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the night, and then a somewhat familiar voice said, "Boss, a bowl of cold noodles."
He looked up and saw a familiar face - the young man who almost demolished his home this afternoon.
When the young man saw He Ao, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran away.
He Ao did not move, because there was someone who moved faster than him. It was the man in a windbreaker. He flashed past He Ao's stall like a ray of light and chased after the young man.
"Contact us if you need anything."
His words were cold and calm, much smoother than the awkward moment when he was trying to sell a part-time job.
Along with these words, what fell in front of He Ao was a paper business card with black characters on a white background, well, the cheapest kind on the market, with a simple company name written on it.
[Chinese-Turkish Folk Research Institute for Abnormal Human Beings (Xidu Branch)]
