The alien species of the city arrives

"What do you mean? What do you mean by me?" The lame brother became more severe, "Daguang ah Daguang, did I tell you yesterday that there are important customers coming today?"

Da Guang froze for a moment, and said to his heart, I'm just a second chef, boss, when did you tell us about your business?

Jiang Xiaohu also felt puzzled, but immediately wanted to understand that Brother Lame was using the opportunity to find his face to teach this kid.

Oh, what this kid just did, deserves to be taught!

"Old, boss, I..." Daguang was trying to refute, but suddenly realized something, and quickly changed his words, "Hey, look at my pig's brain, there is indeed such a thing. Is it possible..."

He glanced suspiciously at Jiang Xiaohu.

The lame brother frowned: "This is of course! Make me a pot of good tea, Mr. Jiang, you can bring things and follow me to the office!"

Jiang Xiaohu nodded, then glanced at the little helper.He was wondering, should he be a good friend and continue to help the little cook?But this thought hovered in his head for a very short time, and then disappeared.

Why?It turned out that he and the little chef looked at each other and saw a glimmer of light in his eyes.

The little chef is not much different from him in age, at most one or two years younger.Although his clothes were a bit tattered, his eyes were clear and bright, showing a sense of cleverness.

Jiang Xiaohu said in his heart: "When can I help him? Everything depends on him. Besides, what can I do to help him keep this job today? He will not be for a long time in the future. Do you want to continue working here as a helper? Forget it, think about it longer."

At the moment he didn't say much, just nodded, picked up the radish basket, and went to his office with his lame brother.

Daguang kept nodding and bowing, watching the two leave, a layer of sweat was already on his back.

When the two were gone, he straightened up and exhaled a long breath.The driver tilted his head, looked at the door, wondering: "What is the origin of that kid? Your boss treats him so well."

"Who knows which Buddha is in which temple?" Daguang said, turning around, and seeing the little chef standing there with his head down, waiting for him to reprimand him, he was very annoyed, "Go go, don't you hurry up? Live, wait here for me to burn incense for you?"

Daguang's tone was terrible, but he didn't dare to move the little gang of cooks anymore.

The little chef left in frustration, and the driver handed Daguang a cigarette: "I just saw that kid carried a basket of radishes, why, you are changing suppliers?"

"Change supplier? Shouldn't it?" Daguang thoughtfully.

In the office, the fragrance of radish filled the room.The lame brother insisted on not letting his saliva flow down.

This really doesn't blame him for his lack of promise, who makes Jiang Xiaohu's turnips too watery?

In fact, Jiang Xiaohu himself was shocked. It was obviously an old pimple that had been hidden for half a year. When he went back and pulled it out last night, his skin was all wrinkled.

Although he tried his best to choose from a group of old pimple to be eye-catching, but no matter how much he chooses, that's it.After washing with Shenxian River water for a long time, it was barely visible.

After washing up last night, the fragrance of radish was already exuding. I didn't expect that this fragrance would become more fresh and natural as time goes by.

So far, it has almost reached its peak.

"Good radish, good radish, good radish!" The lame brother couldn't help boasting three times. He couldn't wait to take a radish to rinse, and started to eat.

"Hey, it's so delicious? I don't know it myself." Jiang Xiaohu swallowed and asked with a smile.

The lame brother said: "Isn't it? The radish that Ziqiang Farm gave me is crunchy and crunchy, and that variety is considered to be the best in the boutique. To be honest, brother, it's too far to catch your radish! "

He shook his head and sighed, feeling that he had suffered too much for so long.If you use Jiang Xiaohu's radish to make hot pot, your own hot pot restaurant will surely rise to the next level.

"Right? I'm the standard crunchy, Huzi brand white radish, haha!" Jiang Xiaohu laughed.

The lame brother nodded: "It's a good thing, by the way, do you still have it in your house? I want as much as I want! I'll give you the price of a self-improvement farm, ten yuan a catty!"

Jiang Xiaohu was taken aback. Although the price they gave was far inferior to the price given by Meng Na, it was a carrot.

The radish is really weighed, and the freshest radish on the market is only three or four yuan a catty.That's what people call it a sky-high price.

He touched his chin and thought to himself: "The cellar in my house can hold a hundred catties of radishes. Even if it costs ten yuan a catty, it won't sell for much. It seems that we have to buy them."

The lame brother couldn't get his answer and mistakenly thought he disliked the price.He said in his heart: "The price is indeed not low, but who makes the radish of good quality? Adding this radish to the hot pot dish will bring up the flavor of the whole soup. No, I have to ask him to agree anyway! "

Click!

The lame brother took another bite of the white radish, which was crispy and raw, sweet and glutinous, the radish flesh was tender enough to squeeze out water, and the more chewed it became, the sweeter it became.He stepped forward and patted Jiang Xiaohu on the shoulder, as if he had made a lot of determination: "This way, twelve, really can't be higher. You know, I am a small shop after all, although I am a regular customer, but These people have limited ability to bear their wallets."

There are teachers, public officials, and some small and medium enterprises and business owners who come to eat and drink at the lame brother's shop.Although in society, their economic standards are much better than ordinary people, but they are not very rich.The rich and the most expensive eat in places like Lihua Hotel.

Taking these into consideration, the lame brother can only feel sorry for Jiang Xiaohu.

Jiang Xiaohu shook his head fiercely: "Brother Limp, you have misunderstood. I am not despising the low price, but thinking about whether I can supply it. How many carrots do you need in one day?"

"At least three hundred catties." The lame brother stretched out three fingers, "If you can add some other dishes, it would be even better. Spinach, chrysanthemum, lettuce, etc., are all great dishes when eating hot pot. Now. People like to pay attention to health preservation and don’t like to be too oily. I use as little oil and salt as possible for the bottom of my hot pot."

"Okay, I'll try it." Jiang Xiaohu nodded.

"Then let's sign an agreement to supply white radish first!" said the lame brother.

"Good!" Jiang Xiaohu agreed.

The lame brother immediately went to get the agreement and the two signed it.Then I poured a glass of wine and clinked it as a celebration.

More than ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaohu came out of the lame brother's office with an agreement with him, and at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, he encountered a small cook who was unloading the goods.

The little chef also saw him and nodded gratefully at him.

"Thank you!" The little helper stopped his work and said to Jiang Xiaohu.