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Before Mr. Zhang and his wife, Granny Zhang, arrived at Yuanchu's house, they could smell a rich and fragrant fragrance wafting from her house from a distance. Smelling the aroma, their mouths watered unconsciously.

"Mrs. Yuan, are you there? What are you cooking? The smell makes my mouth water!" Granny Zhang came to the courtyard gate and said with a smile.

Yuan Chuyi, who was cooking the base ingredients in the kitchen, heard the sound and hurriedly opened the door. When she saw it was Mr. Zhang and an old lady, she hurriedly opened the door.

Mr. Zhang and his wife came in with a smile, "Ms. Yuan, this is my old lady. We have cut some bamboo sticks and sent them to you first. Take a look to see if they are what you want!"

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, she took the sign from Mr. Zhao's hand and touched it. It was smooth and smooth and the right length, just what she wanted. She thanked Mr. Zhang and invited them to sit in the room. Then she went to the kitchen and scooped out two bowls of cooked Malatang and placed them in front of Mr. Zhang.

"This is my new food. I plan to sell it in the city. You are here just in time. Please help me taste it and see if I can sell it."

Mr. Zhang and his wife looked at the red soup bowl, which contained radish, fresh Chinese cabbage, mushrooms, and three other things they had never seen before. They thought it was delicious.

"Ms. Yuan, you want to sell it for money. It's so inappropriate for us to taste it!" Granny Zhang said embarrassedly.

Yuan Chuyi saw that they were very reserved, "What's inappropriate? Anyway, I need someone to help me taste it! Please come and help me taste it!"

Seeing that they could not refuse, the two elders began to eat slowly. When Yuanshiwu and Yuanliu came back from running, Yuanchuyi also served spicy hotpot for them to try.

As soon as the food was in their mouth, the four of them all praised it. When they ate the meatballs, Granny Zhang couldn't help but asked: "Ms. Yuan, are these meatballs? Why are they so delicious, so elastic and chewy!"

"These are the meatballs I made myself!"

"Your craftsmanship is so good!" Granny Zhang praised sincerely, picking up a piece of tofu skin and tofu fruit, "What are these two? They look delicious!"

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he didn't hide it from them, "I made the tofu fruit and tofu slices myself!"

Granny Zhang took a few bites and was full of praise like Mr. Zhang.

"Ms. Yuan, your food is delicious, and it will definitely sell for a good price!" Mr. Zhang gave a positive comment.

The first day of the Yuan Dynasty was so happy that he went to bring them the pickled radish pickled last night and asked them to taste it.

Granny Zhang's eyes lit up again, and she exclaimed: "Oh my God, Mrs. Yuan, your sour radish is so delicious, crispy and refreshing, much more delicious than what I made! This is also for sale. Well, it will definitely fetch a good price."

With the approval of their two elders, Yuan Chuyi doubled his confidence in his business. Seeing her busy making skewers, the two elders of the Zhang family also started to help, saying that they couldn't eat her bowl of such delicious food in vain. With their help, Yuan Chuyi quickly prepared the ingredients, and then asked Mr. Zhang to pull an ox cart to help her make a special trip to the city.

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, she didn't know how the business was going today, so she took Shishiliu with her, so that if she got busy, they would be there to help her.

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, she set up several stoves on the table at the entrance of the store, burned charcoal, set up a pot, and boiled the soup base. Soon, the overflowing aroma filled the entire street. She then placed a With a few tables, her shop was officially opened.

The rich and unique aroma can be smelled from afar, and soon people gathered around the stall, asking what kind of food and how it was sold.

"This is called Malatang. The meatballs cost fifteen cents per skewer, the tofu slices and tofu fruit cost five cents per skewer, the vegetables cost three cents per skewer, and the radishes cost one penny per skewer. They all come with a bowl of soup base." Yuan Chuyi introduced the skewers in detail. The price of the skewers.

The meatballs come in a bunch of five pieces, the tofu slices come in three pieces per bunch, the tofu fruit comes in five pieces in a bunch, and the radish comes in five large pieces in a bunch. The quantity is sufficient and the price is affordable.

"Here is my own pickled radish sour. A radish dragon costs five cents. A piece of radish costs three cents. Two slices cost five cents. Crushed sour costs five cents a bowl. A bowl of radish skin costs eight cents. You can try it first. taste."

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, a bowl of diced radish was scooped out for guests to taste for free.

"Give me a bunch of the same!"

"Give me a bunch of each too!"

"..."

After listening to her introduction, the young girls and young men who were watching the shopping came forward to buy one after another, and they couldn't wait to try something new. When eating something new, they always want to try it first. Not many people ask about radish sourness.

After all, this sour radish is not a rare thing, and some people also pickle it themselves. Yuan Chuyi was not discouraged. For every customer who ordered Malatang, she would bring a small plate with crushed acid for them to taste. Many people praised it after tasting it, and soon a lot of radish sour was sold.

At noon, several horses galloped into the city. The handsome men wearing cloaks on them smelled a particularly rich, spicy fragrance from a distance.

The man on the horse at the head had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, was resolute and stern, and was about twenty-four or five years old. He sniffed hard.

"What does it smell like? The fragrance is so unique and rich! I've never smelled it before." Xiao Jing's cold voice sounded.

"It seems to be coming from the front. I'll wait for my subordinates to go check it out!"

Lou Xingyun, the head guard next to Xiao Jing, looked ahead and said. A guard behind him immediately got off his horse and went, and came back in a short time.

"Master, someone set up a new stall today to sell food. It's called Malatang. Everyone who has eaten it is full of praise!"

Lou Xingyun licked his lips, "Master, let's try it too!"

Xiao Jing turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to a young guard and went forward with his hands folded. Lou Xingyun and the other four guards also dismounted and followed him, while the other guards led the horses away.

When pedestrians on the road saw their group, they stepped aside to let them go first.

Several people followed the scent and came to Yuan Chuyi's stall. Those waiting in line respectfully moved aside when they saw them.

Xiao Jing stood at a table, and the guests who were eating at the table quickly picked up their bowls and stood up, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, please sit down!" They then went to share a table with others at the next table. Xiao Jing unceremoniously lifted up his clothes and sat down.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, a customer's Malatang was ready, and he was about to ask the next one what he wanted, when he saw that the young man and the people in line behind him had moved away, and a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came up from behind.

Yuan Chuyi was shocked when she saw everyone giving in to this person. She thought that this person should be a big shot with a good reputation, but she didn't like people who bullied others.

"Why did this young man jump in line?" she asked with a frown.

Lou Xingyun looked at the people queuing up and was about to speak. Those queuing up had already said, "It's very hard for Mr. Lou to be stationed at the border for many years. It's rare to come back to the city. It doesn't hurt to let Mr. Lou go first!"

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he suddenly realized that everyone in the city supported the army and protected the general.

"I wonder what Mr. Lou would like to eat?"

Lou Xingyun looked at the mouth-watering skewers and pointed at Xiao Jing's table, "There are six of us, each of us will have five skewers of each kind!"