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On Yanjing ’s largest food street, the storefronts are close to each other, and all kinds of flavors can be found here.

It is close to several major scenic spots in Yanjing. There are endless stream of tourists to experience the snacks here.

He Shanlu, the owner of a northwestern snack bar, has just come out of the kitchen.

This is a dark northwestern man. Preparing to entertain customers with a plate, he calculated his purchase price of ingredients yesterday.

Most of the stores here are husband and wife, and the catering industry is to control costs.

Suddenly, a loud voice from the customer shouted: "Boss, you are not authentic, we all order the same dish, and the effect is different, so much difference. Is it expired flour for me."

He Shanlu immediately walked over and saw a family of three, where the man shouted.

In the spirit of harmony and wealth, he laughed and said: "This customer, may I ask what your needs are."

The customer patted the table and said angrily: "Look at the lamb buns served together. Their buns, I can smell a scent so far away."

He pointed to the three bowls of mutton steamed buns on his table, two of which were significantly different from his own.

He said dissatisfiedly: "You are looking at me, not to mention the scent, there is still a smell of smell when you smell it carefully."

He Shanlu didn't know the reason himself. His wife's craftsmanship is unique, but he can't achieve this taste.

He found that although the time on a table was about the same, both of the scented bowls were on the back. Other tables, the new ones also have this fragrance.

He immediately smiled and said: "This big brother, sorry, we will change it for you immediately."

The customer said softly: "We are not deliberately finding faults. It is a pleasure to come to travel. The difference between you and me is so big.

Can I balance it in my heart? This is not a question of how much money.

I can't help but smell this scent. Like smelling, the mutton steamed buns made by grandma when I was a kid, this is the authentic taste. "

He Shanlu went directly to the kitchen to check, and he entered the kitchen.

He told his wife Xiaomei: "Which of our ingredients has changed, and some customers say that the taste is different, and we have to change it for him."

Xiaomei thought for a while and said, "The other ingredients haven't changed. It seems that it's the old Zhao who gave us noodles. We recommend that we use a new flour called water bean flour.

I also smelled the fragrance when I made it, it should be this flour that changed the taste.

The selling price of water bean flour is half that of the grain flour we used before. "

He Shanlu said affirmatively: "I found the uniqueness of water bean flour on the Internet, but I didn't expect it to be really magical."

He made up his mind that water bean flour, which is both cheap and affordable, will be their main flour in the future, without selling prices. His profit increased by about 10.

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It was just dawning, and the sun had not yet come out. Lao Li, who hurried to work, passed by Mr. Zhu's breakfast shop. He said directly, "Bring me a three-dollar bun."

Lao Li is just an ordinary sanitation worker in a small city. He got up early. Every day I buy breakfast at Old Zhu. Usually two buns.

Mr. Zhu ’s pasta stalls are affordable, and the most important thing is that he has authentic materials and does not use illegal materials such as drain oil, dead pigs, fox meat, and mouse meat.

"Three dollars and six buns, you can't eat it." Old man Zhu waved his hand and said with a smile.

Old Li said in a daze: "I haven't heard about the price reduction of flour. You have less meat in the buns. Now you won't change it to vegetarian buns.

That won't work, I can't eat without oil and water. Then I might as well go to Lao Zhou to buy soy milk fritters. "

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, Or pork cabbage stuffing. I have opened a breakfast shop here for more than ten years, can you lie to you? "

Lao Li asked suspiciously: "Then why did you cut the price? In the past few months, you still complained about the price cut of pork, but the price of flour increased. If you increase the price, you can't do business.

Mr. Zhu's expression was very happy, his tone was cheerful, and he was even happier than his little grandson was born.

"This is a new type of flour. It is called water bean flour, and its retail price is only 17 yuan per catty.

The price of flour has dropped, and I can't take the conscience to charge a high price. Everyone who can come to my place for dinner is very frugal. "

Lao Li took two big buns and left with joy, saving 2 yuan a day, which saved him more than half a month's salary in a year.

He picked up a bun and began to eat, thinking that the flour for the bun was low-grade flour. Otherwise how can you buy this cheaper.

After eating into his mouth, Lao Li felt that the taste of the bun was really delicious.

This is much stronger than the buns he used to eat. Lao Zhu really has a conscience, and he misunderstood Lao Zhu.

Old Li just thinks that the flour sellers are a bit stupid. Such high-quality flour doesn't say how many times the market price is.

Just like the market price, there are also many people who buy it. He decided to buy water bean flour in the future, which is affordable and delicious.

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A magnificent villa in the Shanghai market.

A young man in his twenties is serving a bowl of long beard braised noodles in front of a little girl about three years old.

"Xiao Yu, my dad's dragon beard noodle soup for you, with squid seafood soup. How do you taste it."

Zhou Song gripped his clothes tightly with his hands, and he looked at the little girl nervously. I wonder if she can eat.

When Xiaoyu heard her father's words, she smelled the noodles in front of her. Looked at the bottle on the left.

She picked up the small fork and picked up a noodle, with a painful look on her face, and very nervously put the noodle into her mouth.

Xiaoyu chewed twice, and she showed a very comfortable look.

Picking up the fork again, picking it into the bowl below, he whispered in his mouth: "This is a delicious meal, it is better than drinking milk. It used to not eat rhubarb."

Zhou Song was very happy to see that his daughter was finally willing to eat.

As for the rhubarb that her daughter said, at that time a squirrel did not eat anything but pine nuts and peanuts.

At this time a big beauty walked into the living room and she put down her purse. Seeing Xiao Yu finish eating, she hugged her belly and belched.

All her tears came down and said happily, "Xiaoyu finally started to eat. Her illness is hopeful."

She looked at Zhou Song and said: "Is it that I took her to see the old Chinese medicine ~ www.readwn.com ~ the prescription made effective?"

Zhou Song shook his head and said, "Your prescription. Mountain dregs, sweet-scented osmanthus, tangerine peel, prince ginseng. This is an ordinary prescription for digesting the stomach.

How can this prescription be cured, the doctors are helpless congenital anorexia. Fortunately, Xiaoyu doesn't hate milk powder. "

When the beautiful woman picked up Xiaoyu, she said with emotion: "I can't let Xiaoyu drink milk for life. I am anxious. The doctor said that she can't drink milk all the time. This is bad for her growth.

She will hate milk powder for a long time, and then she can only inject glucose to maintain her life. "

She stared at Zhou Song and asked, "What do you give Xiao Yu to eat, isn't it a contraband. If it's a contraband, I can't spare you."

"I'm her dad, how can I ruin my child. This is made of water bean flour that is making a lot of noise online." Zhou Song quickly explained.

"I saw in the news that the nutritional value of water bean flour is very high. This is new food. I bought it and tried it. I didn't expect to succeed."