novelaction Chapter 199: No Need to Tell How Delicious It Is
Chapter 199: No Need to Tell How Delicious It Is
Xia Anan thought something had happened, but when she looked closely, she found that it was potato flour.
She originally considered potato flour as an important selling point, but these people didn’t notice it?
Sister Luo quickly said, "This is the potato noodles on our stall. They are 20 yuan per portion. You can order one portion or half a portion."
"Potato flour? I've never heard of it before. Give me some to try."
"Then I want some too. Can we put my half on the skewers?"
"Of course." Xia Anan took out the potato flour and put it into a special spoon.
Boil them in water for a few dozen seconds and then use chopsticks to separate them, which will also help them cook faster.
A whole portion of bean sprouts, green vegetables and bean curd skin is added, and it is a full bowl.
While the potato noodles were being made, other dishes were gradually cooked. Xia Anan and Sister Luo moved the cooked dishes around and let them choose.
"I've made my choice! Sister Xia, help me calculate it!"
"Okay, wait a moment." Xia Anan first served the potato flour, poured the fragrant soup on it, and then quickly counted out the skewers.
Holding a hot potato in my left hand and a skewer just out of the pot in my right hand, my mouth is watering.
The girl began to fantasize about how great it would be if she could taste other delicacies in the mountain city.
She had walked out for a distance, then returned and asked, "Sister Xia, are you going to develop in Shancheng in the future? Will we be able to eat other things in the snack street soon?"
Xia Anan was busy applying powder at the moment, but she still found time to answer.
"It depends on how enthusiastic the people of our mountain city are. If everyone welcomes the snack street to settle in, we also hope to meet you."
When recruiting, we asked all the members about their hometowns. Xia Anan remembered that several of them were from the mountain city.
If this skewers stall can develop, I'm sure there will be people willing to come back and develop it.
"Of course we welcome you! Then we can eat all kinds of snacks, just thinking about it makes me happy!"
The girl felt that Xia Anan hadn't said anything final, which meant there was still a chance, and maybe that day would come soon.
Why would they go to Beijing at that time? They can also find things in their mountain city that are available in Beijing.
After closing the stall in the evening and going back home, Xia Anan saw videos forwarded by several other people in the snack stall group, all of which were shot at the mountain city snack street.
Xiaoxiao: [I didn’t expect the business in Shancheng to be so good. When I was studying in Shancheng, the streets were deserted and there were not many people.]
Nian Nian: [No kidding, the majority of people in Shancheng are elderly people and students, and there are few people shopping in the malls on weekdays. ]
Xiaoxiao: [Seeing the mountain city become like this, I want to go back. ]
Nian Nian: [I also want to eat the potato stewed beef made by my mother...]
Xia Anan didn't say anything when she saw the interaction between several people. Now was not the time to bring up these things.
The snack stalls in the mountain city are not stable now. Since they choose to develop in Beijing at a young age, it is also for higher pursuits.
Even if your boss wants to assign tasks, he needs to be reliable.
Otherwise, you won’t make any money. What’s the difference between that and throwing people into a primitive tribe in Africa?
For the next two days, the Shancheng Chuanchuan stall had good business every day.
Fang Zhuoyong works in a hotel during the day and comes to the stall to help after get off work. Now he is a mature potato roaster.
Seeing that Jingshi Malatang was about to open, Xia Anan went to the factory to sort out the potato flour and konjac that needed to be shipped to Jingshi every week.
There is also the matter of Fang Zhuoyong's potatoes. When she left the factory, she carried a bunch of small potatoes in her pocket.
Fang Zhuoyong went to the door to greet them excitedly, but when he saw Xia Anan taking out the bag of potatoes, the smile on his face almost disappeared.
"Sister Xia, you said you wanted to teach me new dishes like potatoes, so you should also bring some good-looking potatoes over, right?"
They usually cook small ones like this to feed livestock or save them as seeds for the next year.
This one is not even as big as an egg. No one would pick it up if you threw it on the street!
Without waiting for Xia Anan to speak, Fang Zhuoyong pulled her inside and said, "Sister Xia, let's stop joking. I have to help my wife skewer vegetables later. I have prepared potatoes and they are all in the kitchen!"
Xia Anan did not forget to bring her own small potatoes. What's wrong with small potatoes? Small potatoes have their own unique flavor, right?
Several chefs were waiting at the kitchen counter.
When they saw that Xia Anan, who followed Fang Zhuoyong in, was still a little girl, they all thought that Fang Zhuoyong was fooling around.
This is a big chain hotel, not a roadside stall.
You can't just ask these professionals to listen to Xia Anan just because she delivered konjac to the hotel, right?
Probably because Xia Anan helped the manager's wife open a snack stand, he thought that she was an important person, and he wanted to see what she could do later.
As soon as Xia Anan entered the kitchen, she was surrounded by unfriendly looks.
She forced a smile and said, "Hello everyone, I'm here to make potatoes..."
Fang Zhuoyong was furious when he saw that no one said anything. "What are you guys standing there for? Hurry up and welcome Sister Xia! This is the teacher I found for you!"
Hearing the word "teacher", the leading man snorted coldly, "What teacher? A low-class street vendor teacher?"
His eyes fell on the bag of small potatoes that Xia Anan was carrying, and he thought that this person was quite sensible and knew that she was not qualified to use big potatoes.
"You! How dare you talk like that!" Fang Zhuoyong pointed at him, very angry.
Xia Anan quickly pulled him back, "This big brother is right, I'm just a snack vendor, I'm definitely not as good at cooking as some of the big brothers, so I'd better leave."
If she looks down on me, then she won’t teach me anymore!
Xia Anan thought that even a clay man had some temper. Originally, she just wanted to make potatoes herself, but when she saw Fang Zhuoyong was unwilling to roast potatoes that night, she mentioned it.
I thought it would be no big deal to sell the production method to the other party, and I could make money at the same time.
But when I got here, I was faced with such a scene. If you don't like it, you can just not come. There is no need to be sarcastic to her.
Xia Anan left decisively and decided to wait for someone with whom she was destined to meet before passing on her delicious little potato treats to that person!
"No! Sister Xia! They are just talking casually!"
Fang Zhuoyong wanted to chase her, but Xia Anan had already gone upstairs.
He returned to the kitchen and pointed at a few people, "What's your attitude? Our hotel finally has some hope of getting better, and you all don't want to work anymore, right?"
The leading man was not convinced: "How can a street vendor like her help us? She can't bring those unpresentable snacks to the table, right?"
The man's words resonated with the others. They looked at each other and laughed.
"enough!"