The Urban Successor of God of Gluttony Chapter 49: Duck blood vermicelli soup

　　 "Don’t, it’s even more impossible for me to go in this situation. I have to go to these people before I can tear me away!"

　　Guzheng didn’t bring egg ingredients at all today, it is impossible to make fried eggs. There are eggs in the store, but they are all inferior eggs that have not been upgraded, and the taste of inferior eggs must be less than the ordinary level. Eggs.

　　 Don’t look at the difference between inferior and ordinary levels, but the gap at this level is a gap that is difficult to bridge. As long as attention is paid to the cultivation of inferior food ingredients and the cultivation and harvesting process, it can still be achieved, such as ancient disputes The seaweed salt and soy sauce that I bought were meticulous in the production process, not contaminated with a little impurities, and finally reached the inferior quality.

　　 But ordinary quality ingredients, except for honey, have never seen one of Guzheng until now. Guzheng has found a lot of inferior ingredients. There are no ordinary ingredients. This can also be seen as the difficulty of ordinary ingredients.

　　 There is a big gap between the two, and the tastes made are definitely different. Even if Guzheng does it by hand, he can’t use the inferior eggs to make the original taste, so Guzheng will refuse, which will not be at all. May pass.

　　 Now that the test is over, Qi Ling has not restricted the quality of the ingredients he uses. It is purely that he does not want to make worse-tasting food.

　　 This is also human nature. It is better to make better, no one is willing to make a bad out, just like the diners who came to eat fried eggs before, have eaten the ancient struggle to make better eggs, Even if Master Xu’s fried eggs taste much better than ordinary fried eggs, they will not be satisfied.

　　 "If you don't go, they will tear me away. Do you think it is okay for them to tear you, or will you tear me?"

　　Shu Yu looked at Guzheng'without good intentions'. Guzheng's forehead was a bit cold, and he was really worried that Shuyu would take him over. So many people saw that he was okay, but they were unwilling to cook. Egg, I don't know what will happen.

　　 "Shu Yu, we are trying to find a way. Actually, I came to give you money. Last time we said that we sold omelettes for three or seven. You bought three of them. I bought a total of 1400 these days. Omelette, this is your share of 36960. If you order a little, there will be a lot of points, and I will leave first!"

　　Thirty-six measures were taken as a plan, and as Shu Yu really wanted to pull himself over, Gu Zheng hurriedly took out a wad of money from the bag and squeezed Shu Yu, then he took the opportunity to break free and quickly turned to the opposite. Walking in the direction, not walking, the whole is running.

　　He is worried that if he stays here, he will be seen by the passing diners, which is troublesome.

　　 "This old fight!"

　　 holding money, watching Gu Zheng just ran like this, Shu Yu couldn't help crying, and after thinking about it, she took the sign and took the money back to the store.

　　 "Master Gu called and said that I can’t come today. I’m really sorry. I specially invited everyone to eat ravioli here. Everyone eats their stomachs open, don’t need money!"

　　 Shu Yu first hid the wooden sign. Now the wooden sign is temporarily unavailable. The money given to her by Guzheng is not planned. She said that she should not divide it, but just let Guzheng come here Experience life.

Although there are a lot of 　　, but the money is really not in her eyes. Since Guzheng stubbornly gave her, it just happened to buy people’s hearts. As the saying goes, eating people’s mouth is soft, Guzheng can’t come to please Everyone eats ravioli, there is no limit, these people are embarrassed to continue to make trouble here.

　　 A bowl of wontons is only nine yuan, even with drinks and other foods, it is no more than twenty yuan, enough for one person to eat, there are not even one hundred people here, one tenth of the money You can't use it, so buying Yuxin Shuyu is not a burden.

　　 I heard that Gu Zheng invited guests. These people are indeed the same as Shu Yu thought. They are embarrassed to make trouble. Some people leave directly. Some people stay in the store and eat ravioli. After eating, they also leave, noisy crowd. Finally, it slowly dissipated, so that Shu Yu and the people in the store were relieved.

　　However, Shu Yu understands that, at present, it is a permanent cure, but she still underestimates the influence of Guzheng fried eggs. There are many people who have eaten fried eggs many times, such as gold wire glasses, or they bring people to buy points. People who eat fried eggs are more persistent, and most of the people who waited before were also such people.

　　 You can hold a meal for a while, but you can’t keep it down. Shu Yu’s worries are getting heavier. Gu Zheng really has a big problem for her. It’s a problem to solve the problem. In the end, I am afraid that the old disputes can only be resolved.

　　 "Duck blood fan soup!"

　　 There was no consciousness to solve the problem at this time. He spared two streets and finally came to an exquisite small restaurant. This small restaurant is bigger than Shu Yu’s store, which is twice as large. There are also many people in it, and they are basically full.

　　 For a restaurant, the popularity is high, indicating that the food is also good. Although it is not absolute, most of them are like this.

　　 The food is delicious, so that we can attract more repeat customers. When there are more repeat customers, the popularity will rise. When we see that there are many people here, even people who don’t think of something to eat will be curious to buy one and try it. Recognizing the taste has become a repeat customer.

With a virtuous circle, business will get better and better~IndoMTL.com~This is true of many popular shops.

　　 When Guzheng used to look for some food, he would also look at the people in the store. If there are many people, he would go in and join in the fun, and most of them would not be disappointed. Seeing so many people in this store, Guzheng walked in.

　　 Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup is a famous snack in Nanjing. In front of Gu Zheng, this is a franchise store. There are many branches in Shencheng, but the main store is also in Shencheng.

　　Duck blood vermicelli soup, with duck blood as the main ingredient, duck intestine and duck liver as supplements, with duck soup, and finally poured into vermicelli, duck blood vermicelli soup is an ancient snack with a long history, the earliest time For the duck blood soup, some people added fans to the duck blood soup in the Qing Dynasty, which tasted better and eventually became the current duck blood soup.

　　 "Come a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup!"

　　Guzheng came with the heart of a review, without asking for anything else, directly asked for a bowl of twenty-five duck blood fan soup. After a while, the hot fan soup was placed in front of him. Gu Zheng sniffed his nose, the fragrance was very strong, but unfortunately it smelled slightly, and the smell was not a complete failure.

　　Guzheng also understands that it is not easy to get rid of fishy meat and meat with internal blood and viscera. It is not easy to get rid of most of them. It is much better than other soups.

　　 "The fans are good, tender and tender, and the soup is very strong. Unfortunately, the raw materials of duck blood and duck intestine and duck liver are raised, which reduces the quality of the soup all night!"

　　Guzheng ate some vermicelli, drank the soup, shook his head and sighed. The taste of the soup was okay, otherwise it would not attract so many people, only the main ingredients used were duck blood and other duck accessories. Ducks raised in the feed mill.

　　Guzheng knew that it was a duck in a feed factory, not that he could eat it, but the evaluation of Jiling. After the soup was served, Jiling gave him a **** rating, not only the rating, but also Guzhen. A very detailed explanation.