"What are you going to sell?" Shen Xingwan was curious.
road.
"Your third aunt's family used to sell noodles. She was very good at kneading and making noodles. Your mother and I also tasted good when cooking noodles, so we thought about selling noodles." Mrs. Zhang said.
The most important thing is that she has inquired about it. This kind of stall is low-cost and only requires a table, a few benches, a stove and a big pot to open.
"We have asked the carpenter next door to make a two-wheeled shelf truck, and then one truck can push the needed items to the stall."
Mrs. Zhou said with an expectant look on her face. She had already spent half of her savings for this small stall. She was nervous and looking forward to it at the same time.
Shen Xingwan thought for a moment and became a little worried, "But I see there are quite a few pasta sellers on the street. What is our specialty?"
Speaking of this, Ms. Zhang was also distressed. She even generously spent money with Mr. Zhou to try several noodles. Whether it was Yangchun noodles or various kinds of steamed noodles, they all had their own characteristics and tasted good.
Zhang and Zhou looked at each other and were speechless for a moment.
"I am confident that what I make with my second sister-in-law is no worse than what others buy." Mrs. Zhou said with confidence.
"But in the beginning, you still need to be unique in order to attract people." Shen Xingwan said.
Shen Yu watched from the side as her eyes moved around intelligently, guessing that she might have another idea.
"How about my sister gives me some advice."
Shen Xingwan smiled. She did have an idea. After all, she used to live in the era of information explosion and was a foodie who ate delicious food from all over the world.
"Why don't we do it differently?"
"How to do it?" Mrs. Zhang looked at her expectantly.
Shen Xingwan joked casually, "This is what the ladies and ladies of the Marquis do when they have no appetite in the bitter summer. Now that the weather is getting hotter, it should be quite suitable."
"Will it be difficult to make?" Mrs. Zhou was a little worried. The food eaten by the Hou Mansion must be very expensive.
"It's very simple, even simpler than making ordinary noodles. You don't need to bring a stove to the stall." Shen Xingwan said confidently.
"Then let's try it first?" Zhang, who has a fiery personality, stood up immediately.
The family quickly moved the focus to the kitchen, Shen Tang started the fire, Mrs. Zhou found about a kilogram of handmade noodles, and Mrs. Zhang started pouring water into the pot.
"Xingwan, you tell me what to do, and I will listen to your command."
Banxia listened silently and suddenly said, "Is the lady talking about the method of making cold noodles?"
Shen Xingwan, who originally made it up casually, quickly ran through the memory of the original owner in his mind and found that this way of eating was already practiced in the capital.
Shen Xingwan nodded, "Can you do Banxia?"
"I've only eaten." Ban Xia shook her head. She was a personal maid, so there was no need for her to do kitchen work.
Making cold noodles is not difficult at all. Shen Xingwan coughed twice and said, "I watched the cook make it in the small kitchen when I was bored. I probably still remember the steps."
Banxia had no doubts, after all, the original owner had quite an out-of-the-box personality and made some unexpected moves from time to time.
"Mom, put the noodles into the water and boil them for a while. Don't cook them too soft, then pick them up and put them in cold water."
When the water boiled, Zhang quickly followed the instructions.
Shen Xingwan looked at the dishes in the kitchen and saw only a few cabbage and potatoes.
"The side dishes include cucumber shreds, fungus shreds, carrot shreds, bean sprouts, and fresh chilies."
Zhou immediately said, "I'm going out to buy groceries."
At this time, the night market is not over yet.
In the kitchen, Shen Xingwan continued to instruct Mrs. Zhang to splash the chili oil without using her hands.
"What else needs to be done?"
Shen Xingwan shook his head, "Just wait until Third Aunt buys the vegetables and cut them into shreds."
After a while, Ms. Zhou came back and said, "There are no bean sprouts for sale tonight. I guess we will have to wait until tomorrow morning."
The cucumbers and carrots were cut into shreds very quickly. Zhang's knife skills were so good that he also cut the green onions and coriander.
Shen Xingwan took a large bowl, filled half a bowl of cold noodles, added chili oil, soy sauce, vinegar, pepper, salt and sugar.
Finally add cucumber shreds, radish shreds and drained potato shreds, stir well and then sprinkle with green onions, coriander, and chopped raw chili peppers.
"That's enough?" Zhang said, it's too simple.
Shen Xingwan looked at the delicious cold noodles, "It's not difficult in the first place, but this is a newly popular way of eating in the capital, and almost no one sells it here."
Jiangnan belongs to the south, and noodles are still eaten in soup noodles.
Shen Xiaoguo's saliva was almost drooling, "Sister, can I have a taste?"
"sure."
Shen Xiaoguo immediately couldn't wait to take a big bite. Under everyone's expectant eyes, he expressed his post-eating remarks, "Spicy, sweet and sour, delicious!"
"Mother, try it." Shen Xingwan said.
Zhang took a sip and said, "It does have a unique taste, very refreshing."
"Hehe, so I think it's very suitable for summer. The weather is getting warmer, so this kind of cold noodles should be very popular."
"Cold noodles, this name is very appropriate. I usually eat hot noodles." Shen Yu was a bit unique.
"I called you random names." Shen Xingwan said shamelessly.
Mrs. Zhang mixed all the remaining noodles herself and shared some among each other, which was well received by the whole family.
"Mom, you can continue to improve it. For example, you can make it sweeter, add peanut butter, and prepare more side dishes." Shen Xingwan continued to guide.
"I think the noodles could be a little firmer and taste better chewy." Shen Tang immediately put forward his opinion.
Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhou listened carefully and took it to heart.
For the next ten days or so, the family fell into the "deep water" of eating cold noodles every day. Not only was they forced to eat cold noodles of various flavors every day, but they also had to give their own opinions.
Shen Xiaoguo patted his belly and spread out on the couch in the yard, "I don't want to eat cold noodles anymore."
He felt like his hiccups now smelled like cold noodles.
Shen Xingwan nodded along, and she felt like she was about to turn into a piece of cold noodles as she ate it.
This torture ended soon after the shelves and custom-made stall cabinets were ready.
Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhou were excited as they looked around at the newly made shelf cart, "Then we can set up a stall tomorrow?"
"I have already paid you the stall fee for half a year. You can open the stall directly tomorrow." Shen Tang said.
Shen Xingwan was also happy, finally taking the first step to becoming rich.
It's a pity that her tavern is not so fast. She needs to wait for this batch of newly brewed fruit wine with low alcohol content and non-irritating taste to be available before her tavern can open for business.
Fat Meow jumped into Shen Xingwan's arms and reminded her with a grin on his face, "Your mother's stall is about to open. Where is the struggle you promised?"
Shen Xingwan said in a good mood, "If you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, don't worry."
